Running ten laps around the academy isn't far, only about twenty kilometers.
For an average person, finishing before noon is nearly impossible. Soul Masters have far greater stamina than ordinary people, so if they persevere, they should be able to do it.
"Come on, Zhuqing! Use the technique I taught you to leave no trace in the snow."
Ning Rongrong stopped running after two steps. She and Xiao Wu stood under a tree and watched Zhu Zhuqing leave.
Zhu Zhuqing's talent wasn't great; she had the least talent among the Shrek Seven. Even that fat guy, Ma Hongjun, was slightly better.
Behind Ning Rongrong stood a hacker. She wasn't particularly interested in cultivation and felt tired even after meditating for two hours every day.
Xiao Wu possessed a hundred thousand years of soul power within her, so she didn't need to be too serious. Her cultivation speed was incredibly fast, like riding a rocket.
Adding the hundred thousand year old Blue Silver Emperor soul bone in her right foot, her cultivation speed was even faster. It used to be like riding a rocket, but now it was like riding a spaceship.
Getting the lively little bunny to calm down and cultivate was difficult!
"Xiao Wu, let's go shopping. I'll treat you."
Half an hour later, the Shrek people were exhausted and panting, while Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were having a blast carrying bags.
The Yuexuan branch in Soto City.
"Rongrong, why did you bring me here?"
Xiao Wu blushed slightly; she knew what Yuexuan was all about.
The mainland's famous "Women's Paradise"
"Let's see if there are any new books. Humph, Aman must have been slacking off lately."
Ning Rongrong flipped through a few green books and said unhappily. She had already read them.
"Little sister, you're right. Alas, A-Man only publishes a new novel every three months now."
The gentle lady standing by, admiring the portrait, agreed.
Life on Douluo Continent was utterly dull. Tea parties were the ladies' only pastime: drinking tea, chatting, strolling through the streets, and that was it.
A-Man's novels offered them a new form of entertainment. While they were erotic novels, the content was novel and interesting. A-Man's masculine charm was alluring, and each new work offered something new.
"The Advanced Soul Master Competition should be starting soon," Xiao Wu said, closing the green book. Yu Tianming, pictured on the cover, looked incredibly handsome, and her heart fluttered.
"That's right. I heard A-Man is only eighteen, eighteen..."
The gentle lady cupped her face in her hands, rubbing her long, black-silk-silked legs back and forth. With a soft moan, a large amount of an unknown liquid spurted out from her inner thighs. Listening closely, one could hear a sizzling sound coming from her crotch, though it was too quiet for most to hear.
"Hehe..."
Ning Rongrong glanced at the gentle lady reaching orgasm; she'd seen this kind of person many times.
Xiao Wu's pretty face flushed. How dare this person go out with a fairy wand, and even use electricity.
After buying a few of Yuexuan's new dresses, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu left.
It was still some time before noon, and the two of them were moving at breakneck speed, striding like lightning, leaving no trace on the snow as they walked ten meters with one stride. They were comparable to the great emperors of ancient times, terrifying in their power.
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu caught up with Dai Mubai and his companions in just twenty minutes.
"You're so slow!"
Ning Rongrong ran ten meters past them, turning back to taunt them.
"Damn it."
Dai Mubai's eyes were red, his teeth gnashed, and he stared at Ning Rongrong's back with a vicious roar.
"Boss Dai..."
Ma Hongjun was drenched in sweat. Not long ago, Dai Mubai had approached Zhu Zhuqing, only to be humiliated.
If Tang San hadn't intervened in time, the two would have likely come to blows.
I hadn't expected Dai Mubai to abandon his fiancée and live in disgrace.
Elsewhere, Zhu Zhuqing, relying on her "Treading Snow Without Leaking" technique, was far ahead of the others. Her running became increasingly effortless. Ever since learning it, her speed had increased several times.
In all spirit skills, only speed can defeat them!
I really wanted to meet the mysterious "someone" Rongrong had mentioned.
He must be an unparalleled powerhouse.
...
At night, Dai Mubai prepared to call Zhu Zhuqing out for a talk.
"Zhuqing, I hope you can help me."
Dai Mubai's desire for the throne had never ceased.
"Why?"
Zhu Zhuqing said coldly, suppressing the urge to attack.
How could such a cowardly, cowardly loser have the nerve to say such a thing?
"Because I'm your fiancé."
Dai Mubai spoke word for word. He longed for Zhu Zhuqing. Whether it was her figure or her looks, she was the woman he was determined to have.
"Boring, and then what?"
"From the moment you ran away, I was no longer your fiancée."
Zhu Zhuqing scoffed coldly.
"You..."
The word "running away" was taboo for Dai Mubai. He couldn't stand being called a coward.
"What, you want to take action? You can try."
Zhu Zhuqing sneered at the explosive Dai Mubai.
"You think I wouldn't dare?"
"Roar!"
Dai Mubai could no longer endure it, and his White Tiger Martial Spirit instantly possessed him.
"Bang!"
"Boss Dai, be careful."
Tang San, watching from the shadows, lunged at Dai Mubai. A golden bullet whizzed past his face. If Tang San hadn't tackled him in time, his head would have exploded.
"Tsk, that was so close."
Ning Rongrong said regretfully, holding the pistol. She and Xiao Wu had been secretly following Zhu Zhuqing.
Ning Rongrong had assumed the men at Shrek Academy weren't good people. Sure enough, Dai Mubai, that beast, had dared to attack Zhu Zhuqing.
From the moment she taught Zhu Zhuqing her martial arts, Ning Rongrong had considered her a close friend and sister. How could a mere Dai Mubai dare to attack her sister?
He was courting death.