Chapter 118: Ning Rongrong Wants to Sweep All Seven!

"Captain, let me go first!"

Ning Rongrong took the initiative to take Zhu Zhuqing by the wrist, vying to be the first to enter the arena, and said proudly: "I want to sweep all seven!"

"Fine, then you go first."

Zhu Zhuqing said with a light laugh.

"Oh yeah!"

Ning Rongrong rushed up.

Many eyes on the field turned to look at her.

This beautiful little princess.

"I didn't expect the first person to go up would be her."

"She is also extremely powerful within the Phoenix Team; she is a Soul Ancestor herself, so we may not be without hope of winning."

"I think she is also a princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

In the Imperial Fighting Team rest area, everyone looked at Ning Rongrong and began to discuss.

"I have to say, the girls of Phoenix Academy are truly beautiful; it would be great if I could marry one and take her home."

Oslo was a bit infatuated.

"Alright, stop daydreaming. I will go up personally to meet this person."

Yu Tianheng said.

At this moment, Yu Tianheng was also a Soul Ancestor.

He was confident he could defeat Ning Rongrong.

"Alright, go for it, Captain!" The other six cheered him on.

Yu Tianheng left the rest area and, under the gaze of everyone, arrived on the competition stage.

"You sent the captain just to deal with me?"

Ning Rongrong said with a grin.

"Naturally. Please." Yu Tianheng took a deep breath and directly activated his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul Spirit Possession.

He dared not be the slightest bit careless when dealing with this girl!

If he were careless, he would definitely capsize.

Four Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple—emerged from his body.

Ning Rongrong also summoned her Nine-Colored Phoenix, and four nine-colored Spirit Rings appeared as well.

Even though they knew that everyone in the Phoenix Team had Spirit Rings of unusual colors, seeing it with their own eyes at close range felt completely different; the visual impact was intense!

Even Yu Tianheng found it a bit hard to bear.

"The age of her four Spirit Rings must surely exceed the limits of our knowledge."

Yu Tianheng thought to himself.

"Both sides take your positions! Do not kill the opponent! Stop at the point of contact! The match begins!"

The referee's voice rang out.

"You go first!" Yu Tianheng said like a gentleman.

"I'll grant your wish."

As soon as Ning Rongrong finished speaking, a burst of energy attached to her body, and she rushed forward directly. Her speed was extremely fast; in the next second, she had already arrived in front of Yu Tianheng and swept out with a claw! Her right hand had transformed directly into a Nine-Colored Phoenix Claw.

Yu Tianheng's expression changed drastically: "So fast!?"

"Come on, who's afraid of whom!"

"Dragons are the most powerful!"

"Thunder Dragon Claw!!!!"

He roared and also struck out with a claw.

Boom!!!!

When the two claws collided, it instantly ignited the emotions of the audience.

The powerful recoil sent both Yu Tianheng and Ning Rongrong stumbling backward.

Both sides continued to entangle with each other, fighting intensely.

"Second Soul Skill, Thunder Fury!"

Yu Tianheng's speed suddenly increased, and his attack power rose as well.

His entire body was wrapped in purple thunder as he struck toward Ning Rongrong.

"Defend!"

Facing such a fierce attack, Ning Rongrong spat out one word.

The phantom of the Nine-Colored Phoenix radiated nine-colored light, shielding her.

Boom!!!!

"Damn it, why is this turtle shell so hard!"

Yu Tianheng swung his fists repeatedly, but he could not break through this defense.

"Third Soul Skill, Dragon's Wrath!"

Yu Tianheng entered a berserk state, his power continued to rise, and he bombarded the defense incessantly.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!! However, it was still of no use at all; his attacks could not break through it!

Suddenly, a powerful force erupted from Ning Rongrong's body, and then her figure instantly vanished from where she stood; Yu Tianheng's final punch hit empty air.

"What!?" Yu Tianheng was startled.

Suddenly sensing a sense of crisis coming from behind, he hurriedly turned around, his experience telling him to defend directly.

Boom!!!!!! Yu Tianheng was knocked flying, crashing into the ground and rolling several times before getting up.

He gasped for air, never expecting Ning Rongrong to be this powerful.

Everyone here is a Soul Ancestor, so why is the gap so large?

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Lightning God Dragon Dash!"

Following his angry roar, the giant tail of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon behind him swept out.

"Fourth Soul Skill."

Ning Rongrong also utilized the same soul skill; a nine-colored ray of light shot out directly, piercing through the dragon tail, and the light struck Yu Tianheng. The next second, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his entire body was sent flying backward just like that.

After he scrambled up, he saw that he had already left the competition stage, which meant he had lost his qualification for the match—he had lost! I am not reconciled; how could I have lost just like this?

Yu Tianheng entered a dazed state, wondering what all these years of hard work were for.

He couldn't even beat a girl of the same level.

He felt he had brought shame to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Does this also indirectly show that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is inferior to the Phoenix? "The captain lost."

"It's over, the captain lost, so what are we still fighting for?"

"But we cannot lose without a fight, otherwise we will definitely be held accountable when we return to the Empire."

"I'll go for the second one."

Yufeng spoke up.

Afterward, he walked out.

Yu Tianheng stood up, turned, and left.

"Captain, go get some rest; it's my turn to perform next," Yufeng said.

"You're on your own; this girl is a freak."

"I feel like she didn't even use her full strength."

Yu Tianheng sighed and warned him.

Then he left.

Yufeng arrived on the stage with a solemn expression.

He activated his martial soul immediately; his martial soul was the Wind Spirit Bird, and he flew straight up.

This was his advantage.

"Do you not need to switch people?" the referee looked at Ning Rongrong and asked.

"No need, I want to defeat all seven!" Ning Rongrong said proudly, hands on her hips.

"So arrogant! Damn it!" Yufeng and the others from the Imperial Fighting Team were very angry after hearing this.

They swore that no matter what method they used, they had to dampen the opponent's spirit!

To bite a piece of flesh off the opponent! "Alright then, the match begins!" the referee said.

If you want to defeat them all, then do it; he wouldn't have any objections, as long as no one was killed.

"You think you're the only one who can fly?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the man in the sky and said disdainfully.

The next second, she also spread her wings and flew up.

Yufeng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately launched a group soul skill attack at Ning Rongrong.

Sharp feathers shot toward Ning Rongrong in waves! Ning Rongrong raised her hand in a hollow grip, and her two large wings flapped, creating a powerful wind that whistled away.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!!! The feather groups were intercepted halfway and exploded continuously.

Ning Rongrong executed the Phoenix Transformation Rainbow Technique, appearing repeatedly around Yufeng to punch and kick him.

Yufeng was beaten so badly he couldn't even manage to fight back; from start to finish, he was in a completely passive state, and before long, he was beaten black and blue and sent flying backward.

He crashed off the competition stage.

"This girl hits so hard... so violent..."

Yufeng trembled as he tried to crawl up, but in the end, he couldn't hold on and passed out.

"Falling asleep the moment he hits the ground; young people these days have such good sleep quality."

Ning Rongrong teased.

She crooked her finger toward the Imperial Fighting Team's rest area: "Next! Continue!"

"Damn it! My turn!"

Oslo summoned his Ghost Leopard and leaped onto the competition stage.

Four soul rings also appeared.

Yufeng had already been carried to the rest room for treatment.

(End of this chapter)