Chapter 13 Ning Rongrong’s self-created soul skills

Several days have passed since Ning Fengzhi showed off his soul bones.

Today was the day to go to the capital of Tiandou Empire, but Ning Rongrong had no time to care about these things.

Her self-created soul skill was successful.

"Sure enough, studying makes me happy." Looking at the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand, Ning Rongrong showed an expression of relief on her face.

After spending so long, I finally came up with my own soul skill.

Fortunately, I had been a crispy college student before traveling through time, so I had a certain amount of knowledge.

Otherwise, there is really no way to create your own soul skills.

This is the difference between being literate and not being literate.

Educated people can often recite a poem when they see the miraculous natural landscape, but if they are uneducated, when they see the same picture, a thousand words can only be condensed into "wtf".

Not long after, Ning Fengzhi came from a distance.

On the left and right are Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo acting as guards.

"Rong Rong, you said you wanted us to see your self-created soul skill. Did it succeed?" Ning Fengzhi found it quite incredible even though he had confirmed it repeatedly before.

Ning Rongrong had the idea of ​​creating his own soul skill just a few days ago.

What self-created soul skills are so fast?

"Here, you guys take three sandbags." Ning Rongrong handed the tied sandbags to Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi looked confused and looked down at the sandbag, which was only the size of a palm.

It must be filled with sand! I weighed the weight a little more.

Looking at the subtle expressions of the three people, Ning Rongrong smiled: "What I created is a defensive soul skill, and the sandbag is used to attack me."

"Next is the moment to witness the miracle. Take a good look, you guys will be surprised."

"So, what exactly is a soul skill?" The three of them looked at each other, and Bone Douluo couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, keep it a bit mysterious, I also want to see the surprised expression on your faces!"

Watching Ning Rongrong walking away step by step, Ning Fengzhi and the other three looked at me and I looked at you.

For a moment, I was speechless.

Sure enough, Ning Rongrong was still weird.

However, what kind of self-created soul skill is it?

How dare you say that you can surprise a Soul Saint and two Titled Douluo?

The three of them were quite curious about this.

Ning Rongrong walked to a position about ten meters away from Ning Fengzhi and others. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit was revealed in her palm, and three purple spirit rings were quietly arranged.

Seeing the soul ring on Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Bone Douluo had a look of surprise on his face.

Although I heard Ning Fengzhi mention that the soul ring was successfully condensed before, it was still a bit shocking to actually see it.

Are self-created soul skills related to martial souls or soul rings?

For example, Haotian Sect's ring explosion.

I saw that the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand floated and hovered not far away. The tower body exuded a very soft light-colored light, which seemed to be weaker than the normal brightness of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

"You throw the sandbags at me and I'll see if I can avoid them."

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Ha, what's going on?

Ning Fengzhi was quite puzzled, but he still picked up one of the three sandbags quietly on his left hand with his right hand, made a throwing gesture, and then threw the sandbag towards Ning Rongrong.

After all, this thing doesn't do any harm, and nothing big will happen if it hits it. I also want to see what kind of self-made soul skills Ning Rongrong has created.

"call out--"

The sandbag flew straight towards Ning Rongrong.

Just when it was about to hit Ning Rongrong.

The sandbag actually passed by Ning Rongrong without touching Ning Rongrong at all.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment. He looked at the sandbag that fell to the ground and rolled several times before stopping. The expression on his face was quite astonished.

Even Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo on the side had their eyes widened.

What's going on? Is Ning Fengzhi cross-eyed?

Even if the sandbag failed to hit Rongrong, everyone knew about Ning Fengzhi, the slave girl.

But the sandbag flying past Ning Rongrong was at least 3 meters different from Ning Rongrong. Isn't it a bit too much?

"Fengzhi, are your eyes okay?" Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo asked subconsciously.

"Uh..." Ning Fengzhi had a dark look on his face and placed a sandbag on each hand of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, "You guys will know if there is anything wrong with my eyes if you try them."

The two titled Douluo certainly knew that there was nothing wrong with Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

However, this is a bit strange!

Bone Douluo threw the sandbag in his hand and aimed it at Ning Rongrong's position.

The sandbag flew straight towards the route, and logically it would fall on Ning Rongrong.

But when approaching Ning Rongrong, the sandbag seemed to be misplaced. It was almost the same as Ning Fengzhi just now and could not hit Ning Rongrong at all.

"Interesting!" Bone Douluo looked surprised, but for a moment he couldn't tell what the problem was.

"Coward, come and try it!"

Sword Douluo: "..."

This Gu Rong thing can make me happy anytime, anywhere.

However, Sword Douluo did not refute this time. She carefully looked at where Ning Rongrong stood.

When Old Bones threw sandbags just now, he looked at it carefully.

Ning Rongrong definitely didn't move, but the sandbag itself seemed impossible to throw.

Sword Douluo did not throw the sandbag directly, but attached some soul power to it. With a flick of his fingertips, the sandbag flew out suddenly, so fast that Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi were shocked.

"Hey, be gentle..."

Before Gu Rong finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the sandbag flying three meters away from Ning Rongrong, just like the previous two times, without touching it at all.

Ignoring Bone Douluo's voice, Sword Douluo frowned slightly.

"When I threw the sandbag, it seemed to be in the wrong position."

Sword Douluo was not sure what he was thinking.

"How is it? Isn't it a very interesting skill?" Ning Rongrong put away his martial spirit, picked up the sandbags on the ground, came to Ning Fengzhi and others, and interrupted Sword Douluo's thoughts.

"Rongrong, how did you do that?" A look of confusion appeared on Ning Fengzhi's face.

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, didn't you notice?" Ning Fengzhi is just a Soul Saint, so it's not surprising that she didn't notice. But if the two titled Douluo didn't notice, it would be a great victory for her, Ning Rongrong.

"Not very clear." Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo shook their heads and had some guesses.

However, Rongrong is a child!

If he accidentally told the truth, wouldn't Ning Rongrong be disappointed?

What's more, they didn't really calculate it. They only judged that Ning Rongrong had arranged things around him to hinder the attack.

"hey-hey."

Seeing the expressions of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, Ning Rongrong was very satisfied.

Sure enough, it could be used in actual combat, and even Titled Douluo couldn't see it right away.

However, for some guys with special eye skills, I'm afraid this method won't work.

"I used visual dislocation. When the sandbag approached me, my position seemed to change, but it clearly didn't move."

"Visual dislocation?" Ning Fengzhi and others didn't quite understand. It didn't sound like a spiritual illusion. Even if Rongrong was now, it was impossible for the titled Douluo to fall into an illusion!

"To put it simply, when I was standing over there, the position you saw was false, so if you aimed at the false position and threw sandbags, of course it would be impossible to hit."