Douluo Dalu: Beginning with Signing in with Yan Lingji

Chapter 167: Before the Battle

After teaching Huo Wu the Divine Footwork Manual, Zhao Ming didn't teach her anything else. He still had many valuable items that could benefit Huo Wu, such as spirit bones and the drop of Immortal Blood he had left after his absorption. Although there wasn't much of the Immortal Blood left, it was still the blood of the ancient Immortal Phoenix, enough to transform Huo Wu's martial soul into a top-tier fire attribute.

At that point, her Fire Shadow martial soul might evolve into the Ultimate Fire. Huo Wu's Fire Shadow was a control-type martial soul, and she could become a soul master wielding the Ultimate Fire. She would become the most terrifying fire attribute soul master aside from him. Additionally, absorbing the Immortal Fire would make Huo Wu, already beautiful, even more stunning.

However, these treasures weren't suitable for her to use now.

The next morning.

Early in the day, Steward Ao sent someone to inform Zhao Ming.

In the past two days, it was evident that he had arranged everything for Zhao Ming. Five teams of Soul Elders didn't faze Zhao Ming in the slightest. To him, whether it was one team of Soul Elders or five made no difference. Ten Soul Elders were nothing—he could defeat them with a flip of his hand, even with Ning Rongrong by his side.

Soto Battle Arena.

At the first battle platform for two-on-two Soul Elder matches.

Today, the audience seats were packed. They had received word that a historic and unprecedented battle was going to take place here, something never before seen in the battle arena's history. Though they were skeptical of the news, their curiosity had drawn them in.

When they arrived at the first battle platform, they felt a sense of strangeness.

The regulars of the battle arena were very familiar with the usual host, but today, a new host was present at the platform. He was a middle-aged soul master dressed in black. Judging by the aura he emitted, the audience could tell that this host was far stronger than the previous one.

The fact that the battle arena had specially arranged a new host for this battle surprised everyone. It was clear that this was no ordinary match.

"What's going on? It seems like the battle arena is taking this fight very seriously, even replacing the host."

"Is it really necessary for a Soul Elder level match?"

"Could it be a team of Amethyst-level fighters?"

"Impossible. It must at least be a Gem-level team to warrant this kind of attention."

The battle arena was abuzz with chatter, even before the match began.

In the resting area.

Zhao Ming held Ning Rongrong on his lap, and she looked a bit worried. "Zhao Ming, are we really going to face five teams at once this time?"

"Of course, why would I lie?" Zhao Ming teased, pinching her small nose with a smile.

"But there are ten of them, and it's just the two of us." Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Zhao Ming, her worry evident.

"Don't worry, your husband is here, isn't he? Even if there were twenty of them, they wouldn't be my match. No matter what happens, I'll always be in front of you," Zhao Ming said confidently.

"Actually, I'm not that worried. I'm just afraid that if they target me, I might drag you down," Ning Rongrong said sweetly, feeling safe in Zhao Ming's embrace.

"How could that happen? Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can boost my strength by thirty percent. How could you drag me down? And with me around, they won't even get the chance to touch you. You should think about the future instead. I remember someone made a promise..." Zhao Ming said with a playful grin, looking at Ning Rongrong.

"Oh, you're so bad. Don't tease me." Hearing his words, Ning Rongrong remembered the promise she had made to Zhao Ming before. Her cheeks turned pink as she looked at him, her eyes filled with shy annoyance.

She knew that with Zhao Ming's strength, he could easily earn a diamond badge for them.

And when that happened, she would have to fulfill her promise and grant Zhao Ming any wish he wanted.

When that time came, what if he asked for something? Should she give it to him?

Ning Rongrong's mind was in a bit of a whirl.

"I'm not teasing you. It was your promise," Zhao Ming said with a grin, enjoying the softness of her embrace.

"But you tricked me into saying that," Ning Rongrong pouted, her voice soft.

"Haha, alright, I won't tease you anymore. If you don't want to, I won't force you. But, I'll take a little interest first." Zhao Ming smiled, leaning in to kiss Ning Rongrong's cherry-red lips.

"If you really want to, I wouldn't mind," Ning Rongrong said softly, her eyes twinkling as she gazed at Zhao Ming, a gentle look on her face.

Other than the shyness that a young girl might feel, she didn't reject the idea. She knew that with Zhao Ming's excellence, he would inevitably attract many outstanding girls in the future.

Not to mention Zhao Ming's carefree nature.

There would be no shortage of women around him in the future, so she wanted to become his woman as soon as possible.

Especially since Xiao Wu had already become his woman. It made Ning Rongrong feel anxious.

"Whatever Rongrong says, goes," Zhao Ming whispered as he held her close.

"Zhao Ming, Rongrong, good luck!" Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran approached, carrying a fragrant breeze with them. It was clear they had already completed their matches for the day.

"How did it go? Did you win?" Zhao Ming asked with a smile.

"Of course we did." Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing sat on either side of Zhao Ming, and Meng Yiran giggled. Since absorbing the spirit bone Zhao Ming had given her, she had made significant progress.

"Good. Although your strength has improved, you still need to be cautious," Zhao Ming nodded.

"And, when you fight in the battle arena, no skirts or revealing clothes," Zhao Ming added, remembering that the two of them had gained quite a reputation in the battle arena. They were his precious darlings, and he didn't want anyone else enjoying the sight.

"Pfft, we know. Even when we wear skirts, we wear shorts underneath; we wouldn't expose ourselves," Meng Yiran laughed. She was happy because, although Zhao Ming was possessive, it showed that he truly cared about them.

"That's still not acceptable," Zhao Ming insisted, still worried.

"Alright then. We won't wear them in the future," Zhu Zhuqing replied. She didn't mind since, as an agile-type soul master, she always wore close-fitting combat gear during fights.

"Looks like your match is about to start," Meng Yiran reminded.

Zhao Ming looked up and saw that the host had already stepped into the center of the platform. At the same time, the screen on the wall displayed the names of their Invincible Combination alongside their opponents.

[•———•——•———•]

𝙥𝗮𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙤𝙣(.)𝙘𝙤𝙢/𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙊𝙛𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

✨ • 𝗘𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀: 𝙂𝙚𝙩 𝟲𝟬+ 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚.