The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Ning Rongrong's noisy voice echoed in Yu Xiaowei's room.
"Brother Xiaowei, Brother Xiaowei, take me out to play!"
"Don't you need to cultivate every day?"
Yu Xiaowei rubbed Ning Rongrong's little head, looking helpless.
Ning Fengzhi had gone mad. He used to at least force this little princess to cultivate, but now he completely ignored her, chasing her to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan every day.
He'd been back from the Star Luo Empire for a week, and Ning Rongrong had been coming to play with him every day, making it impossible for him to cultivate.
"My dad doesn't care about me anymore!"
"He also said that I'm an unprecedented genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and I'll definitely become the strongest support-type Title Douluo in history~"
Ning Rongrong said proudly, hands on her hips and chin held high.
"Are you level 30 yet?"
Yu Xiaowei asked abruptly.
Hearing his question, Ning Rongrong paused, then pouted.
"No, I've only leveled up to 29 a few days ago, how could it be that fast?"
"Sigh,"
Yu Xiaowei sighed, pointing his finger at Ning Rongrong's forehead and starting to scold her.
"Rongrong, I'm only half a year older than you, and I'm already level 38. I estimate that in another two or three months, I'll be level 40."
"Look at you! You're only level 29 and you're already so smug. When will you ever catch up to me? If you ask me, your attitude won't do!"
"I think we should do this: starting today, you'll train with me. You'll train with me during the day, and I'll take you out to play at night, how about that?"
Ning Rongrong shrank her neck and asked cautiously.
"Brother Xiaowei, can I not go to train?"
"No! It's settled!"
"Waaah—"
Half an hour later.
Ning Rongrong, dressed in a different outfit, stood in front of Yu Xiaowei with a worried look on her face.
"Hmm, a change of clothes isn't bad. Wearing a skirt all the time, what if she exposes herself during a fight?"
Yu Xiaowei looked at Ning Rongrong, now in long clothes and trousers, with satisfaction, feeling a sense of pride that his childhood sweetheart had finally grown up.
"First, follow me for physical training. Let's keep it simple... running two laps around Tiandou City will do."
"Ah!!!"
Ning Rongrong was completely bewildered. A lap around Tiandou City was at least a hundred kilometers! Two laps?
Looking at her thin arms and legs in confusion, Ning Rongrong took off running.
Help!
Yu Xiaowei is going to kill her!
Before she could get far, Yu Xiaowei grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.
"I see you're a little impatient. Don't rush, we'll start training once we get outside the city."
With that, he strode towards the door.
"Brother Xiaowei, can we try a different training method? I'm a support Soul Master, a support Soul Master!!!"
Ning Rongrong kicked her legs in vain, and seeing that Yu Xiaowei showed no sign of letting go, she pleaded with a mournful face.
"That's even more impossible. As a support Soul Master, being able to run is the most important thing in battle."
"Brother Xiaowei, look, it's almost noon now. By the time we finish running, it will be dark. Why don't we wait until tomorrow morning to run?"
Ning Rongrong stopped struggling and tentatively suggested.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaowei looked up at the sky suspiciously, rubbed his chin and calculated the time for a while, then nodded.
"Hmm, that's right. If I run two laps with you, I probably won't even have dinner. Then come with me to lift weights!"
"Ugh, lift what?"
Ning Rongrong blushed, lowered her head and lightly spat, "Ugh, I'm still young."
*Smack!
* A sharp flick landed on her head.
"What are you thinking about? Come with me, let's see which one you can use?"
Ning Rongrong, rubbing her head, followed Yu Xiaowei into his private training yard, wincing in pain.
As soon as they entered,
they were greeted by a dazzling array of dumbbells, barbells, and other bizarre training equipment.
Although she didn't know what they were for, Ning Rongrong's eyelids twitched at the sight of those massive iron bars.
Yu Xiaowei stroked each dumbbell, then picked the smallest one and beckoned it to her.
"Rongrong, try this one."
Looking at the dumbbell head, which was even bigger than her head, Ning Rongrong swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she asked,
"Brother Xiaowei, how heavy is this thing you're holding?"
"Hmm, let me see, not heavy, only a little over a hundred pounds."
Yu Xiaowei casually swung the dumbbell like it was a toothpick, his expression showing considerable disdain.
Ning Rongrong's legs were trembling.
She pouted, tears welling in her eyes, and said in a pitiful voice,
"Brother Xiaowei, can I go home and cultivate? I'm afraid I'll die here if I cultivate with you." "
No, if you go home you won't cultivate anymore. Come on, try it, just try it."
"Waaah, Daddy, Rongrong misses you!"
That evening,
Yu Xiaowei carried the exhausted Ning Rongrong back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Fengzhi, who was drinking tea, greeted them with a happy smile upon seeing their close interaction.
"Xiaowei's here to play!"
Upon seeing Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong suddenly jumped off Yu Xiaowei's back, rushed forward, and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears.
"Daddy, Brother Xiaowei, Brother Xiaowei bullied me!!!"
Ning Fengzhi's smile froze, and he glared angrily at Yu Xiaowei.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire hall froze.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong appeared out of nowhere, silently entering the hall.
Three murderous gazes simultaneously glared at Yu Xiaowei.
"No, Uncle Ning, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, please let me explain!"
Yu Xiaowei panicked, waving his hands and backing away.
Chen Xin snorted coldly, freezing him in place.
"Yu Xiaowei, how dare you bully my precious daughter!"
"Things have come to this point, what are you still trying to say?"
Ning Fengzhi placed Ning Rongrong in Chen Xin's arms and walked over with an icy expression.
"This little girl, deliberately messing with me."
Seeing Ning Rongrong hiding in Chen Xin's arms, playfully making faces at him, Yu Xiaowei was furious.
But under the pressure of the two Title Douluos, he couldn't even move.
He could only watch helplessly as Ning Fengzhi walked up to him, saying with heartache.
"You two children are so young, how could you do such a thing? Sigh—!"
"Alright, alright, I'll go find your father to propose marriage and get your wedding done quickly, otherwise someone might die."
Yu Xiaowei and Ning Rongrong stared at him in disbelief.
What was Ning Fengzhi thinking?
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