Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 340 Looking back

I stayed in the City of Killing for more than two months.

As her use of space-related abilities became more mature, Ning Rongrong has already achieved seventy consecutive victories.

Not all 100-man battles have enough participants. As the White Queen's reputation grows, fewer and fewer people want to come and get killed.

During this long period of time, Ning Rongrong has only participated in the Hundred-Man Challenge six times, which is equivalent to sixty consecutive wins.

Ning Rongrong also participated in the regular season of the 10-person melee Hell Killing Field ten times.

The two added up to seventy consecutive wins.

Ning Rongrong recently discovered that she seemed to be being targeted.

However, the other party did not make a move. The group of people just watched from a distance. You can't just destroy the other party humanely just because they looked at him!

It's so out of character for her.

Besides, she also hoped to get a glimpse of the ultimate realm through the killing field.

Ning Rongrong woke up from her training and exhaled softly:
"The Ren and Du meridians complete the whole body's great circulation."

“The peak of innateness.”

After practicing and competing day and night, as well as training his mind, he finally reached a realm today that he had not reached but had seen in his previous life.

The terrifying peak of the innate master.

"Sure enough, my martial spirit still places too many restrictions on me."

Rather than saying that the Martial Soul was suppressed by the City of Slaughter, it would be better to say that the City of Slaughter suppressed the Dragon God's scattered rules.

Legend has it that in the Douluo series, the spirit of a soul master comes from the power after the death of the Dragon God. As to whether this is true or not, Ning Rongrong is not sure.

"Forget it, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Ning Rongrong sighed lightly, "Grandmaster peak, then the next step is to fully restore Kuang San's strength."

"Only in this way can the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect occupy a place in the unknown future."

The current situation of power dynamics on the mainland.

The Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena may be involved behind the Spirit Hall, and the King of Slaughter Tang Chen on the Haotian Sect's side may also be related to the Shura God.

Only the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect lacks the corresponding foundation, which is the worst, or should be expected to be the worst.

The Haotian Sect might even be able to pull in the Sea God Island.

Don't forget, this is the continent of love, Tang Chen and Poseidon are having an affair.

Moreover, Qian Daoliu, this bootlicker, might betray the Spirit Hall organization. After all, this is the inheritance of the Spirit Hall.

Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Hu Liena...

In a sense, the Spirit Hall has been cursed.

Balance is ultimately due to lack of strength and the need for external force, but if you keep walking on the tightrope like this, something bad will happen. If you walk by the river too often, you're bound to get your feet wet.

Ning Rongrong didn't plan to sign up for the competition today and wanted to go out for a walk.

The inner city of the City of Killing, a city between order and disorder.

You can buy things in the official exclusive store with confidence, but the prerequisite is that it must be official, that is, a store opened by the City of Slaughter, and the goods inside are absolutely genuine and of fair price.

Arriving at the store with the exclusive logo of the City of Slaughter, Ning Rongrong placed two glasses of Bloody Mary on the table next to her.

"Hello, please give me a cake, a bigger one."

Ning Rongrong gestured in front of her.

"Okay, please wait a moment, Her Majesty the White Queen." In the City of Slaughter, strength is respected, but as long as you become an official, you will be 100% safe. Few people dare to kill such people. This is a slap in the face of the King of Slaughter.

Not long after, the shop owner placed a cake as big as a basketball in front of Ning Rongrong.

"Thanks, your cakes are still more delicious."

Ning Rongrong nodded, reached out to pick up the cake, then turned and left.

In fact, when I was carrying the cake.

Ning Rongrong noticed that there were at least a dozen prying eyes around her, but despite the greed and lust in their eyes, no soul master dared to launch an attack.

This was Ning Rongrong who fought her way out under the name of Queen White.

It’s not that no one has considered poisoning the food, but a certain young lady never orders takeout.

There is no way to poison someone if you want to. As for poisoning a store in the City of Slaughter, it is impossible unless you want to be visited by the law enforcement team.

The order of the King of Slaughter is the true order of the City of Slaughter; as for the non-existence of order, that is only relative.

Just like the guide who led Ning Rongrong, no one dared to attack her even if she was wandering alone in the City of Slaughter.

This is the confidence that comes from having a big boss backing you up.

“Alas, I don’t know when the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will have the support of a big boss.”

The requirements are not high, just any divine inheritance will do!
For example, giving Ning Fengzhi a nine-color god man... Uh, something seems wrong. Ning Rongrong covered her face with her hands, and the maternal light of a certain Ning clan leader appeared on her face...

The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Ning Rongrong did not go back to her residence, but walked towards the suburbs. Holding a bag of cake in her hand, she hummed an unknown song with a peaceful look on her face, and walked towards the grove.

The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop. It seems that I am being targeted again.

"Come out! Aren't you tired after following me for so long?"

"crack, clap"

The sound of applause came from the corner, accompanied by footsteps.

This man was of burly build, with his left eye tightly closed and a noticeable scar on his eyelid. The most important thing was his streamlined muscles. They were not as explosive as those of the opponents he had seen before, but from Ning Rongrong's aesthetic point of view, they were quite well-proportioned.

The man had slightly disheveled black hair that fell to his waist.

Uchiha Madara?

A name suddenly popped up in Ning Rongrong's mind. Although it looked very similar, it shouldn't be her.

"What do you want from me?" Ning Rongrong did not take any action.

"Kill you." The young man immediately ran towards Ning Rongrong and attacked her. Several darts locked onto Ning Rongrong's position from different directions.

"Remember my code name, I'll be blind if you turn around and take it out!"

"Hobby, digging people's hearts out!"

Ning Rongrong: "..."

What the hell is this weird XP? There are so few normal people like me in the City of Slaughter!

Sure enough, they are all evil demons.

"How strange." Ning Rongrong dodged all the darts thrown at her with a light leap, and looked at the man with disheveled hair, looking back and taking a picture.

"Contra has a good status in the City of Slaughter. What makes you willing to come against me alone?"

In the past two months, Ning Rongrong has participated in many competitions.

However, the highest level soul master who can enter the killing field is the Soul Emperor.

Soul Saint and above seem to be the sweet cakes. They usually do not participate in the competition but have certain freedom.

"Sure enough, is Tang Chen deliberately retaining the power of a Soul Saint?"

Now that I think about it, it is indeed possible. The gap between a Soul Emperor and a Soul Saint is not that big of a difference here.

But if he gets outside, or gets the approval of the King of Slaughter, he can burst out with all his strength and have considerable combat power.

"In other words, the top leaders of the City of Slaughter have already set their sights on me?"

“I just don’t know what they are thinking.”

"Right now, the martial spirit is possessed." The man turned around and yelled.

"The eighth soul skill——"

"laugh--"

Before he could turn around and grab the man, his martial spirit completely covered his body, and the soul power that had not yet condensed in his body suddenly dissipated.

"You, you, I..." The man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and looked down at his chest with difficulty.

Half of a Western sword came out from the chest and pierced the heart directly.

"No, it's impossible!"

How could she be so fast?

"burst"

Without giving the man much chance to react, Ning Rongrong directly injected her true energy into his heart.

Soul power and true qi conflict.

In an instant, the man who looked similar to Uchiha Madara vomited blood three times and fell to the ground.

"What a shame! I was standing behind you."

Ning Rongrong used her true Qi to evaporate the blood of the Western sword and spread her perception.

Sure enough, it was the King of Killing’s men.

The prying eyes have disappeared and left, right?
Ning Rongrong put away her weapon, then devoured the man whose cells were not completely dead, and looked back at the tallest building in the City of Slaughter, the Palace of the King of Slaughter.

"The next game may be a tough battle."

(End of this chapter)