Douluo: Not short of money!

"This~, Your Majesty, I don't know either."

Ning Fengzhi was also a little confused. His little cotton-padded jacket was just an assistant, how could he have the confidence to play?

"Sect Master Ning, is it possible that your Shrek Academy wants to crack down on match-fixing again?!"

At this time, Salas on the side said coldly.

Although Salas couldn't see what was wrong with Shrek Academy's arrangement, he just labeled it as a match-fixing match! Anyway, Shrek Academy has a history of cracking down on match-fixing.

"Sir Salas, are you saying that Shrek Academy is fixing matches? Please provide evidence, otherwise it will be slander!"

Glancing at Salas, Ning Fengzhi said lightly.

"Humph~"

Salas was speechless by Ning Fengzhi. Although everyone with a discerning eye knew that Shrek Academy was involved in match-fixing, the evidence~, sorry, he really couldn't produce it!

After all, as long as Ye Chen admits this without knowing it, then whatever he says will be taken.

On the field.

"Little sister, are you from Team Shrek? Why don't you just admit defeat~"

Mu Yunteng, the starting player of Team Plant, looked at Ning Rongrong on the field and said with a little hesitation.

After all, Ning Rongrong looked much younger than her, and she had never heard of Shrek before. She was definitely not that strong, and she didn't have much sense of accomplishment after winning.

‘Little sister? Where am I young? ’

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened and she was a little angry. If she said she was not good in other ways, that would be fine, but she couldn't say she was small! Don’t you know that there is a big power in her family, which makes her feel a little inferior?

"Little sister, listen to my sister's advice and just admit defeat!"

With that said, Mu Yunteng released the Ivy Teng Wuhun, and four yellow, yellow, purple, and purple soul rings bloomed on his body.

The sentence "little sister" on the left, "little sister" on the left, annoyed Ning Rongrong.

"Humph~"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly and did not argue. After all, she was a reserved little fairy in public and had to pay attention to her image.

"Players of Team Shrek, you can release your martial soul. The match will officially begin in one minute!"

The referee on the side saw that Ning Rongrong had not yet released his martial spirit and reminded him.

"Hmph~, to deal with her, I don't need to use my martial spirit!"

Ning Rongrong raised her little head and said with disdain, Feng Aotian is the right one.

"You~, little girl, there will be something good for you to watch later!"

Listening to Ning Rongrong's arrogant words, Mu Yunteng was very angry. After all, she was also a Fourth Ring Soul Sect, but she was looked down upon like this?

Hearing that Ning Rongrong did not need to release his martial spirit, the referee was a little surprised, but did not say anything.

Regardless of whether Ning Rongrong is full of confidence or overly arrogant, it has nothing to do with him. Anyway, as a referee, he only needs to maintain the fairness of the game.

One minute passed quickly, and with the referee's order, the game officially began.

At the beginning, Ning Rongrong, who had a higher soul power level, stronger mental power, and more flexible thinking, took the lead.

"Soul Bone Skill: Illusory Space."

In an instant, a hazy light emitted from his head, and Ning Rongrong launched the Illusionary Wisdom Skull Soul Bone Skill on Muyundeng.

Soul Bone Skill: Illusionary Space can produce a psychedelic effect when acting on the opponent. Not only will it cause errors in direction, but it will also weaken the opponent's mental power through the constant psychedelic effect.

Mu Yun Teng, a mere four-ring soul sect, was naturally unable to block the 100,000-year-old soul bone skill of the Illusion Space, and immediately fell into the illusion.

Seeing that Mu Yun Teng was hit, Ning Rongrong was secretly overjoyed and assisted in the instant kill control, feeling full of accomplishment.

"Okay, referee, you can let the next opponent play!"

Then, Ning Rongrong turned to the referee outside the court and said, that look was very ordinary, just like how it should be.

Just when the referee and the audience looked confused and didn't know what Ning Rongrong meant, Muyun Teng from the Botanical College took the initiative to leave the competition venue and walked towards his friends from the Botanical College. .

Although the competition venue for the promotion round is not a fighting spirit arena, the rules are the same. As long as you leave the competition venue, you lose.

"What's going on? Why did that girl from the Botanical College give in like that?"

"Isn't it about match-fixing?"

"You really have no eyesight! This is controlled by the illusion-like soul bone technique. It's not unfair to lose!"

"That's right, it looks like it's still the head soul bone skill, tsk tsk~..."

Many contestants from the Soul Master Academy who were not present started talking one after another.

"Sect Master Ning, I didn't expect that Miss Ning still has a rare head soul bone, so be careful in the future~"

At the VIP table, Salas said quietly to Ning Fengzhi.

The meaning is obvious. Ning Rongrong's head soul bone has been exposed, and he will inevitably be spied on by others in the future.

"Hmph~!" m.qqxsnew

Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, Gu Rong immediately released the soul power pressure belonging to a powerful Titled Douluo towards Salas.

The terrifying soul power pressure was released, and Salas immediately felt the breath of death. Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead, and he almost peed in fear.

Fortunately, Gu Rong's soul power pressure was only fleeting and did not make Saras truly embarrassed.

"Salas, if anything happens to Rongrong, I'll ask you! Tiandou Martial Spirit Temple? Hey~, you can't stop me yet."

Gu Rong did not give Salas, the platinum bishop, any face, and directly threatened him.

If anything happens to Ning Rongrong in the future, no matter whether it is really related to Salas or not, Gu Rong will blame half of the blame on Salas.

In the vast world, his precious granddaughter is the biggest. Since Salas dares to say sarcastic words and curse his precious granddaughter, he can't be blamed for Bone Douluo not giving him face.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Salas expressionlessly, as if he were looking at a dead person.

The meaning is obvious. If Wuhundian dares to have any evil intentions towards his little cotton-padded jacket, then the Qibao Glazed Sect will use the Salas sacrificial flag.

The Wuhun Palace is so powerful that the Qibao Glazed Sect cannot defeat him, but Salas can be killed as soon as he is killed. As long as no evidence can be produced, it is impossible for the Wuhun Palace to go to war with the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Besides, even if it was difficult for the Qibao Glazed Sect to take action in this matter, Ning Fengzhi was a rich man, and it was not impossible for him to spend money to buy people's heads.

Faced with Gu Rong's threat, Salas did not dare to scream. He also knew that the strength of the Tiandou Spirit Temple was no match for the Qibao Glazed Sect.

After Ning Rongrong won on the field, she released the illusion control over Mu Yunteng. Mu Yunteng quickly woke up and saw his friends looking at him with worried faces.

"What happened to you?"

Mu Yunteng looked confused at this time. Didn't he already win and share the joy with his friends? Why did the expressions of my friends change so quickly?