100: Ning Rongrong's late night invitation? !

Inside the competition arena, Yu Tianheng smiled and looked at Ning Rongrong, appearing quite refined: "Rongrong~ The family asked me to contact you more. Hehe, see, here I am again~"

A hint of impatience first appeared in Ning Rongrong's eyes, then she turned to look at Qian Feng. With a small calculation in her heart, she pursed her lips and smiled:

"Tianheng, we are currently holding the selection for Elders. Look, this Jing Hun, his talent is exceptional and he is handsome. It seems the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will have a powerful Elder in the future!"

"Uh..." Yu Tianheng looked at Qian Feng, turned his head and chuckled softly: "Not bad, you're a Soul Saint at such a young age, just like me. Although you're a bit inferior to me, being an ordinary Elder is still quite good!"

"Sigh." Qian Feng sighed. Ever since things didn't work out with Dugu Yan, this Yu Tianheng had become like a complete fool, but his talent was still decent, having actually cultivated to the Soul Saint level.

He could clearly grasp this person's thoughts; it was nothing more than wanting to rely on the power behind his future girlfriend to slightly raise his status within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

And this Ning Rongrong was the same, her methods of stirring up trouble hadn't changed at all.

See? Yu Tianheng immediately smiled and said to Qian Feng: "Your name is Jing Hun, right? Since you want to get an Elder seat within our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, you'll have to let me see your ability!"

"Whatever." Qian Feng spread his hands. Since he had decided to be arrogant, he would naturally be arrogant to the end: "Can your level of lightning compare to my Golden Lightning Sword?"

"Ah?!" Yu Tianheng's eyebrow twitched. He felt like these words sounded familiar, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

At the same time, his Martial Soul True Body was revealed!

It must be said that Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was still very overbearing. Its raised dragon head spat out streams of blue lightning, causing everyone to retreat several steps and frown as they watched this epic battle!

Only Hu Liena curled her lip, not making any move at all.

How could she not know what her man was capable of? She simply shook her head, looking at Yu Tianheng with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"I advise you to use your soul skills quickly, lest you make too much of a fool of yourself later!" Yu Tianheng coldly snorted. After cultivating in seclusion for several years, as a Soul Saint, he could already look down on his peers!

Immediately after, his sixth spirit ring, a sixty-thousand-year-old one, floated up. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon raised its head, converging a ball of blue lightning!!

"Miss, be careful, this Yu Tianheng is indeed a leader among the younger generation!" Ning Tianying and Ning Zhanying, both Soul Douluos, came before Ning Rongrong, emitting Soul Power to form a protective shield around her.

Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, murmuring softly: "Perhaps uniting with Yu Tianheng, assisting the two great Sects in joining forces, is indeed a good idea now... Uh?"

On the scene, Yu Tianheng's aura had originally overwhelmed Qian Feng's by an unknown amount.

But, he drew his sword.

Qian Feng's eyebrows twitched. His right hand continuously swung the Zhi Ge Divine Sword, immediately forming streaks of afterimages. The Sword Qi emanating from them shocked everyone present.

Yu Tianheng, on the other hand, shook his head, looking at Qian Feng's seemingly random slashing and thrusting and sneered: "Hehe, don't be afraid, I won't kill you! This move is just to let you know—what a genius is!"

As his voice fell, the ball of lightning plummeted towards Qian Feng, and the accompanying blue lightning spread out recklessly in all directions!

Seeing this, the two Soul Douluos, Ning Zhanying and Tianying, flashed forward to dissipate the scattered lightning.

Qian Feng neither retreated nor advanced. His right hand continued to swing the Zhi Ge Divine Sword, golden sword shadows continuously forming, while the ball of lightning was also blocked in front of him.

"Oh?" Yu Tianheng frowned, expressing surprise.

Suddenly, a faint voice was heard:

"Ten Thousand Swords, Come!"

As Qian Feng's voice fell, the streaks of Zhi Ge Sword shadows suddenly solidified into entities, piercing through the ball of lightning before converging into a sword waterfall that flew out to attack!

After easily piercing through the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's Martial Soul True Body, Qian Feng then chuckled softly: "Disperse~"

He stopped just in time; there was no need to take a life.

Judging from the sword waterfall formed by those hundreds of sword shadows just now, its power and visual impact had far exceeded his expectations.

On the other hand, Yu Tianheng, thanks to the timely dispersal of the sword shadows, only rolled on the arena a few times, his clothes charred by the lightning.

Aside from being a bit dusty and disheveled, he didn't suffer any fatal injuries.

"You... you!" Yu Tianheng's skin turned red, looking somewhat comical through the dust. One hand covered his groin, while the other pointed at Qian Feng.

"I... I made a mistake! I should have used my full strength!" He was desperately trying to think of excuses, while Ning Rongrong shook her head, not looking at Yu Tianheng, and spoke to make arrangements:

"Alright, Young Master Yu, go find some clothes to wear first. It's not appropriate to be running around butt naked in my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

"Uh..." Yu Tianheng looked at the people around him suppressing laughter, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he slunk away.

The scene fell into a brief silence. So far, Qian Feng had instantly killed two Soul Saints with a single move.

"Too amazing." Playfulness filled Ning Rongrong's eyes. She walked down from the high platform step by step, came before Qian Feng, raised her hand, and patted the dust off his shoulders, saying:

"Elder Jing's sword technique is indeed extraordinary, but the subsequent assessments still need to continue. Of course, for you, it's about seeing what rank of Elder you can achieve~"

Qian Feng nodded with a smile, taking a few steps back, trying not to get too close to Ning Rongrong.

Just kidding, the little fox was still watching from below the platform!

Ning Rongrong understood Qian Feng's concerns. She looked at him, then looked at Hu Liena below the stage with a cold face.

Instead, she took another step forward and whispered into Qian Feng's ear: "Elder Jing, come to my room tonight. Remember, you must come~ otherwise, you'll be responsible for the consequences!"

The crowd below the stage widened their eyes as they watched Ning Rongrong's actions.

That was the Miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! To be so intimate with a man?!

Immediately after, everyone turned their gaze to Hu Liena, who was clenching her fists, a hint of heartache and pity appearing in their eyes.

Hu Liena bit her lower lip, staring coldly at Ning Rongrong, and let out a heavy snort!

"Hehe~ Don't forget!" Ning Rongrong smiled and turned around, walking towards the Sect, simply instructing: "Ning Ping, you handle the matters of the contestants. Also, you need to pay special attention to Jing Hun; try your best to satisfy any needs he has!"

"Yes, this old man understands." Ning Ping bowed respectfully, watching Ning Rongrong leave.

The morning's competition ended, and the afternoon would be the assessment for another group of people.

The recruitment of external Elders for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had also completely ended. Currently, there were only these two groups, including Qian Feng, so it could be said they caught the last train.

Qian Feng pulled Hu Liena back to their small courtyard. She sat on the edge of the bed, puffing her cheeks, and lightly snorted: "Young Master! That Ning Rongrong is clearly someone with deep thoughts; you absolutely must not be seduced by her!"

The more Hu Liena thought about it, the more worried she became. She stood up and said: "Miss Dugu Yan, Yiran, and the others staying with you, I have no objection. Because I know they genuinely care about you just like I do! That Ning Rongrong must be..."

The woman wanted to say more, but Qian Feng just felt it was too noisy, so he simply pounced onto the bed and covered her small mouth!