Chapter 170 Target Spirit Hall Worship

"Brother, what's going on?"

Seeing his disappointed expression, Abao hurriedly asked.

Ning Bei waved his hand.

"It's nothing serious. My Divine Test requires defeating six Titled Douluo. I want to see if you can make up the number!"

The two of them suddenly realized what was going on and looked at Ning Bei with excitement.

"Brother Ning Bei, have you completed the assessment?"

Ning Bei shook his head, leaving the two of them disappointed.

"Although you have the combat power equivalent to that of a Titled Douluo, you are not included in the assessment. But don't worry, I already have a suitable target."

After taking the two back to Danta, Ning Bei began to sit cross-legged to recover his soul power.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door of the room. Ning Bei came to the door in confusion, opened the door and found that it was Qian Renxue in Xue Qinghe's guise.

"How did you come?"

"Why? I can't come see you?"

The little angel was welcomed into the room, and he removed his disguise.

"How could that be? Wasn't it always me who went to find you before?"

Qian Renxue didn't keep the secret and said slowly:
"Xue Ye invites your father to a banquet at the palace. I have already given the invitation to the teacher."

"Really? What's up on a snowy night?"

A hint of confusion appeared in Ning Bei's eyes. He didn't understand why the old man was looking for his father.

"It's not a big deal. I just want to ask about the situation of the members of Tiandou Royal Team 2. After all, he gave me the quota to arrange, so I have to give him an explanation, right?"

Ning Bei nodded in understanding, but his woman came at the right time and he just happened to have something to say.

Pulling Qian Renxue to sit beside the bed, the two of them leaned against each other for a while, and then Ning Bei slowly began to talk about his divine exam questions.

"Once we get to Wuhun City, we'll go meet your grandfathers."

"Okay, didn't we agree on this before?"

The little angel was a little confused and didn't understand why this matter was brought up again?

"This time is different. My divine test may require me to challenge your grandfathers."

"Hmm? Did you get a new divine test?"

The little angel's eyes lit up slightly after hearing Ning Bei's explanation.

"That's right, you need to defeat 6 Title Douluo, and the stronger the opponent, the richer the reward."

"Hiss! This is too difficult!"

Qian Renxue's eyes widened and she ignored the reward. She hadn't seen Ning Bei take action for a long time and didn't think he would be a match for her grandfathers who were worshipped in the family.

Seeing that the little angel didn't trust him, Ning Bei's face suddenly darkened, and he pulled her over and pressed her on his legs.

"Pa" and "Pa" mean a few slaps.

Qian Renxue's face immediately turned red, and she said angrily:

"what are you doing?"

"You don't even trust your own man, so do you think I should beat him?"

"Who doesn't believe it? Can you be a match for my grandfathers?"

Qian Renxue explained a few words hesitantly, and her guilty expression explained what she was thinking at the moment.

"Don't worry, I just defeated my two grandfathers. If those guys in your family don't come and beat me up, I believe I can still handle it."

When Qian Renxue heard what her man said, her mouth opened into an O shape.

"Are you that strong?"

She had also heard of the names of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. To be known as the world's number one attack Douluo and the world's number one defense Douluo, how could he be an ordinary person?

Even so, their own men defeated them.

"Are you sure that your two old men didn't let you down?"

Ning Bei's face darkened after hearing this. What's wrong with this woman? Thinking of this, he was about to press the little angel on his legs again. Qian Renxue struggled to break free from his persecution and shouted with a blushing face:

"I believe it, isn't it okay if I believe it?"

"That's pretty much it!"

"Humph, I'll have a few of the priests attack you then!"

Ning Bei looked at the little angel staring at him with amusement and said jokingly:

"It doesn't matter. When the time comes, we will be together as husband and wife, and those old guys will be useless if they attack us together!"

"Humph, I won't help you!"

As soon as the words fell, before the little angel could react, Ning Bei came to her at an extremely fast speed, dragged her and pressed her on her legs.

"You're still rebelling! Tell me, who are you helping?"

As he spoke, his palms kept falling on the soft spots, making bursts of crisp sounds.

"Isn't it okay for me to help you? Stop hitting me!"

After a long time, the little angel finally succumbed to his tyranny and glared at him aggrievedly.

After comforting her for a while, the little angel started talking about business.

"Will it affect your exam if we both take it together?"

Ning Bei thought for a while and then said:

"It doesn't matter, let's go together first. This time, we are not only trying to complete the divine test, but also trying to gain the recognition of the old men. If that doesn't work, I will challenge them one by one."

The little angel glanced at him shyly, feeling very satisfied that this man had not forgotten his promise.

After bidding farewell to the little angel, Ning Bei came to the martial arts arena to watch the fighting spirit training of the little ones.

I saw the kitten on the ring moving like a ghost.

In the center of the arena, Long Nianbing was observing his surroundings with a vigilant look on his face, guarding against Zhu Zhuqing's attack at any time. Several Morning Dew Knives were floating around him, ready to form an ice formation at any time to trap the kitten that had missed its target.

It is for this reason that Zhu Zhuqing did not advance recklessly, but kept moving around looking for opportunities.

Finally, when Long Nianbing looked behind him, Zhu Zhuqing discovered the flaw and rushed towards him with all her might.

"First Soul Skill: Netherworld Stab."

Feeling the kitten's attack, Long Nianbing's mouth curled up in a strange arc.

"This is what I've been waiting for, Morning Dew Blade, Ice and Snow Sigh."

The ice-blue sword formation formed a cage, trapping the kitten in the center.

"Ms. Zhuqing, you lose."

"That's not necessarily true. The third soul skill: Netherworld Slash!"

The cold voice of a kitten came from behind Long Nianbing, and Zhu Zhuqing in the middle of the Morning Dew Sword Formation suddenly disappeared.

This is the kitten's fourth soul skill, the Nether Shadow Clone. After discovering that the opponent deliberately exposed a flaw to allow himself to attack, Zhu Zhuqing directly used the same strategy against him.

Use the clone to lure the opponent into performing control measures, while the main body goes around from behind to launch an attack.

The little cat had a good idea, but this empty arena was not really friendly to a quick attacking soul master like her.

How could Long Nianbing not notice that the person in front of him was his clone?

"Fifth soul skill, melody of the earth!"

The little cat's Netherworld Slash hit a khaki shield made of kitchen knives, making a crisp sound!
Zhu Zhuqing frowned immediately, having a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, after blocking her attack, the shield suddenly exploded, scattering like fireworks, attacking the kitten from all directions.

Zhu Zhuqing was unable to react in time and the khaki sharp knife was pressed against her forehead.

"I lost."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice sounded very flat. After admitting defeat, she walked off the stage. However, from her slightly clenched fists, it could be seen that she was unwilling to accept the defeat.

But she is not someone who cannot afford to lose, so she goes home and continues to practice late into the night, hoping to win again next time.

(End of this chapter)

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