In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 463 Tang San, are you dumbfounded?

"Then let's set the time to one incense stick's time," Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

He glanced back at Zhu Wu and strode towards the open space.

Zhu Wu didn't delay and turned to walk towards the grassy area near the village entrance.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing, who were standing at the academy gate, did not move. They watched as Dai Mubai took out an incense stick from his soul tool and threw it to the old man. Then, he jumped a few times and landed in front of Ning Rongrong.

"I'm ready, we can start anytime," Ning Rongrong said calmly, raising her chin slightly.

"Then let's begin." Dai Mubai said indifferently, turning to look at the old man.

The latter simply stuck the incense stick into the crack in the table, glanced at the two of them, and said loudly, "Both sides can summon their martial spirits and prepare."

"White Tiger Possession!" Dai Mubai immediately summoned his martial spirit to possess the body, instantly adding another point to his already tall stature of over 1.8 meters. His already robust physique became even more muscular, with bulging neck and shoulder muscles and sharp claws extending from his ten fingers, making him look quite intimidating.

In comparison, Ning Rongrong, who is only 1.6 meters tall and has a more petite figure, appears rather frail.

His expression was calm, his eyes were full of confidence, and he raised his right hand with his palm open, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul immediately appeared.

Seeing this, the old man took out a tinderbox, lit incense, and as soon as the smoke rose, he said, "Begin!"

"Nine Treasures Transform into Glazed Glass: First, Power; Second, Speed; Third, Soul." Ning Rongrong released three times in one second, and the three soul rings under her feet lit up almost simultaneously. The Nine Treasures Glazed Glass Pagoda martial soul shone brightly, shooting out three streams of light that entered her petite body.

The next second, he gathered his martial spirit and instead of retreating, he advanced directly towards Dai Mubai.

"???" The old man was completely stunned. A support Soul Master was actively charging towards an offensive Soul Master. What's wrong with this world?

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dai Mubai were all taken aback.

"Could she have some kind of backup plan?" Dai Mubai quickly snapped back to reality, his gaze hardening. He didn't believe Ning Fengzhi's daughter was stupid. Could she possibly have some kind of offensive soul tool? This possibility flashed through his mind, and he quickly braced himself with his hands.

"First Martial Soul: White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

The first spirit ring under his feet lit up, and a milky white light shield immediately appeared around his body.

Then, he stepped forward to meet Ning Rongrong, muttering something under his breath.

"Be careful."

"You should be the one to watch out!" Ning Rongrong chuckled, then suddenly pushed off with her feet, transforming into a blur.

"Ghostly Shadow Tracking!?" Tang San's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he subconsciously activated his Purple Demon Eye to observe Ning Rongrong's footsteps.

"No, that's not right. This movement, this change, is even more complex than Ghostly Phantom. And it's so fast!" He was shocked. He couldn't possibly use this kind of speed.

"It must have involved some special power exertion technique, or even the enhancement of soul power circulation."

"However, these steps do indeed resemble ghostly apparitions." He was completely baffled.

There is actually a movement technique in this world that is similar to, yet even more exquisite than, the Tang Clan's Ghost Shadow Tracking technique.

Tang San, are you dumbfounded? Zhu Wu smiled slightly, very satisfied with his disciple's progress in cultivating movement techniques.

As a cosmic deity who has lived for hundreds of millions of years, he has seen countless secret manuals stronger than the Xuan Tian Bao Lu. Naturally, the one he passed on to his disciple could not be the original version, but a super-enhanced and improved version, and the one most suitable for the Ning family to cultivate.

He also possessed stronger abilities, but given the physical condition of the Ning family's support-type Soul Masters, he simply couldn't train them before becoming a god.

As for naming it after the name on the Xuan Tian Bao Lu (玄天宝录), it's obviously a setup to pave the way for Tang San's future performance.

"So fast!" In their line of sight, Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu both narrowed their pupils in shock.

As a speed-type Soul Master, Zhu Zhuqing was no exception, but Ning Rongrong's speed was actually much faster than hers.

"A self-created soul skill?" The old man was also dumbfounded.

On the field, seeing Ning Rongrong had already run up to him, Dai Mubai raised his foot and delivered a sweeping kick.

However, all that was kicked was an afterimage.

The next second, Ning Rongrong had already circled to her side, twisted her waist, and raised her hand to throw a punch, her palm turning into crystal white jade in the middle of the fight.

Its color is exactly the same as that of the martial spirit.

"Mysterious Jade Hand!?" Tang San was shocked again, his heart filled with doubt and uncertainty. Although its outward appearance was similar to his Tang Sect's ultimate technique, the Mysterious Jade Hand, it was also consistent with the nine-layered pagoda martial soul that the girl had just displayed, so it was also possible that it was a technique that matched the inherited martial soul.

Suppressing his inner turmoil, he focused intently on the battle unfolding on the field.

With a "crack!" sound, fine cracks appeared on the white light shield.

"Such power!" Tang San exclaimed in surprise. He had fought Dai Mubai before and knew the defensive power of this soul skill; even his first soul skill couldn't break through it. Yet this little girl had managed to create a crack with just one punch, demonstrating the sheer force of her attack.

"Is this really a support-type Soul Master?" The others were also taken aback.

"This exertion of power is quite similar to my sect's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian," Tang Hao thought to himself. He had reason to suspect that the Dragon God Douluo had gained some insights during his sparring with his grandfather, Tang Chen, and then passed them on to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Regardless, the self-amplification, coupled with the strange hand techniques and special power generation skills, actually allowed a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master to possess such attack power, which truly surprised him. Of course, this was also related to the girl's absorption of a Soul Ring beyond her level.

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself." In his opinion, if one's physical foundation were not excellent enough, one could not achieve this effect.

On the field, Dai Mubai turned around and threw a punch, but Ning Rongrong easily dodged it.

With a loud "Bang!", another punch slammed into the light barrier. This time, it shattered the already illusory light barrier on the spot.

Dai Mubai's expression changed. His opponent was much faster than him and had such strength. If this continued, he would suffer a serious injury sooner or later.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" His body trembled, and the muscles on his body swelled up a bit more.

"Bang!" Ning Rongrong slightly lowered her body and kicked the shin, her expression instantly changing. "So hard!"

Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief; the force coming from his legs told him that Ning Rongrong's attack could not break through his defense.

After all, they are support-type Soul Masters, with relatively weaker physical bodies. Unlike those with Beast Souls, especially those of the offensive type, their physical bodies are naturally more advantageous. Furthermore, the boost they receive after absorbing Soul Rings is also greater than that of support-type Soul Masters. This is enough to widen the gap between Ning Rongrong and those who absorb Soul Rings beyond their level.

As for the enhancement of his soul skills, his first soul skill can strengthen his defense, and his third soul ring can double that on top of that.

Ning Rongrong's first soul skill increases strength. However, due to her cultivation level, the increase is not significant.

Clearly, it's not enough to break through his current defenses.

"My third soul skill amplification can last for half an hour. Including the time wasted at the beginning, it's already more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Even if Ning Rongrong is faster than me, she can't break through the defense. Victory will still belong to me in the end!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

He twisted his waist, swept his thigh, and kicked Ning Rongrong straight behind him.

"Hmph, don't think you can beat me like this!" Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, stepped back quickly to create distance.

Dai Mubai didn't pursue her. He knew perfectly well that with Ning Rongrong's speed, his second soul skill would definitely miss.

He could win by stalling, and he wouldn't make a fool of himself by rushing in and being treated like a dog by Ning Rongrong, wasting his soul power in the process.

"You'd better watch out now!" Ning Rongrong's expression hardened, and she slightly raised her hands at her waist, revealing two bracelets on her wrists.

The next second, his hands suddenly moved upwards, leaving afterimages along the way. From a distance, it looked as if eight hands had suddenly appeared, or as if two bat wings had been unfurled, with a golden light at the tip of each wing bone.

In the blink of an eye, the bat wings suddenly folded in front of it, and its palms came to rest parallel to its body.

"Bat Wing Reincarnation!?" Tang San's expression changed drastically. The Bat Wing Reincarnation was definitely a Tang Sect technique-type hidden weapon!

"And dragon whisker needles!"

Within sight, without a sound, eight thin, golden streaks of light shot out simultaneously at extremely high speed.

They scattered in the air, tracing arcs, and shot towards Dai Mubai at various bizarre angles.

(End of this chapter)