บท 110: Chapter 105 Ning Rongrong Gets Jealous, Is This A Public Confession?_1
Ye Lingling's voice was soft and not very loud.
But it was like a stone thrown into the calm lake, the audience bleachers erupted in an instant.
They were not blind.
Had the girl just displayed her magical soul skill that turned decay into a wonder, and then couldn't wait to jump ship to a man?
The way she spoke, it seemed as if she was afraid of being rejected.
"What in the world is happening... Wo Ni Ma."
The audience bulged their eyes out, having been shocked too many times today, they were too numb to complain.
"Ah ha?"
On the stage, Qin Ming's mouth hung open, completely flabbergasted.
Now he was questioning his life.
"Is this still the quiet and prideful Ye Lingling he knew?"
"Normally so silent she wouldn't even deign to glance at a teacher."
"How come she is now actively selling herself? It's like she's afraid the man will refuse her."
Qin Ming was exasperated, his face a picture of misery.
"Please... little lady, don't you have any sense of shame?"
"You are the number one support of the Tiandou Empire, a woman with the potential to become the number one support in Douluo!!"
"Do you really need to be so humble?"
Beside him, Flander and Zhao Wuji exchanged dumbfounded looks, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
What did Luo Yu pull off?
Seemingly... nothing.
So how did he manage to charm the treasured support of another family?
The venue was filled with the smell of jealousy.
Xiaowu bit down hard on her moist thin lips.
Zhu Qing's beautiful eyes were locked on target as her proud "baby granary" heaved with her breaths.
Zhu Zhuyun had already pouted her rosy lips, her slim fingers curled into a claw before she slowly tried to relax them, attempting to calm her restless heart.
The glamorous young madam's beautiful eyes gleamed with intrigue, her hands crossed over her chest.
Ning Rongrong had used the excuse of weak legs to wrap her arms around Luo Yu's neck, her delicate and shapely legs around his waist, refusing to let go.
She had been quite content and relaxed, with even a victorious auntie smile on her face.
But that one sentence from Ye Lingling made her tense up.
She came to provide support! What about me?
Where do I go?
Having experienced the man's kindness, she would die before giving her place to Ye Lingling.
Before Luo Yu could speak, Ning Rongrong's anxious voice cut in first.
"We don't need anyone else."
"He already has my support, and that's enough!"
Ye Lingling's initially uneasy face turned cold when Ning Rongrong interrupted.
"I was asking him, not you."
"And besides, I think my support abilities are better than yours."
"What?" Ning Rongrong's spirited large eyes widened, "You're saying your support abilities are better than mine?"
Ye Lingling spoke calmly, "I'm not wrong."
"Hey!" Luo Yu interjected, "What are you two doing?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Luo Yu with a pout, her face flushed with annoyance.
"She actually said my support abilities are inferior to hers; you feel it yourself and judge."
"Seven Treasures bring out the Glazeds, first says: Strength!"
"Second says: Speed!!"
Two rays of colorful light shot out from the shiny Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, directly landing on Luo Yu.
The man's body shook, feeling filled with strength.
Without a word, Ye Lingling's Nine-heart Asiatic Apple shook gently in her hand, expressing her unwillingness to lose.
Three ethereal white petals fell in succession onto Luo Yu, bursting into a white light filled with vast vitality, and Luo Yu immediately felt better than ever before.
Seeing Ye Lingling make a move, Ning Rongrong, unwilling to be outdone, manipulated the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda to cast two more rays of colorful light onto Luo Yu.
Ye Lingling pursed her lips, as the Nine-heart Asiatic Apple shook once more.
"Swish, swish!"
The two women disregarded their soul power depletion and fervently boosted Luo Yu's status, determinedly locking horns, neither willing to back down.
The audience was stunned, as were the people on the stage.
They had seen people boost others' statuses before, but never to this extent; this was like boosting gone mad.
Offensive-type soul masters crave nothing more than a good auxiliary.
Be it the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda or the Nine-heart Asiatic Apple, both are what soul masters dream of as the perfect partners.
But after a glance, they realized that these two top-tier auxiliary martial souls were beyond reach, even if they cracked their heads open trying to get them.
Yet now, they witnessed the owners of these top-tier auxiliary martial souls, both such phoenix-like figures with stunning beauty, actually getting jealous over a man.
Although there wasn't a physical fight, it was pretty close to one.
"Huff huff huff!"
Ning Rongrong was drenched in fragrant sweat, her chest heaving with a significant expenditure of soul power.
Ye Lingling's hair clung to her jade neck, yet she persisted in releasing one wave of auxiliary white light after another.
Luo Yu only felt as if he had boundless strength, almost as if he could punch Yu Tianheng to explosion without even summoning his martial soul, just with the massive vitality being poured into his body, he reckoned he could stand there and take a beating without getting hurt.
Looking at the interweaving light over the two women, Luo Yu suddenly zoned out.
He seemed to have thought of something, the corners of his mouth revealing a profound sense of absurdity.
"If the abilities of these two women were combined, that would absolutely be the fuel station every man dreams of."
"Other women just cheer you on, but these two can really boost your stamina."
"At that point, what's seven times in one night? It's nothing!"
"He could evolve into an electric motor prince in minutes."
Luo Yu shook his head, not in the mood for such thoughts at the moment.
Both women were now sweating profusely, their faces pale, yet they were still operating their martial souls.
If he did not intervene, both would be drained of their soul power and collapse.
"Stop!"
Luo Yu stomped on the ground, causing it to tremble instantly.
Ye Lingling immediately quieted down.
But Ning Rongrong was still manipulating the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
"If you won't listen, then you can leave," Luo Yu frowned.
"Huh?"
Ning Rongrong's pretty face instantly panicked, her movements stalled, and the soul light dissipated.
"You two are adults, how childish can you get? And with so many people watching."
Ning Rongrong pouted her red lips, wanting to speak.
Luo Yu glared at her, "I didn't ask you, so don't speak yet."
Ning Rongrong instantly behaved, her head down as she pitifully fiddled with the hem of her skirt.
She muttered softly, "If you don't want me to speak, then fine, why are you so fierce to me?"
Luo Yu looked toward Ye Lingling and asked, "What's your intention?"
Ye Lingling met his gaze with crystal clear, unwavering eyes and pursed her lips tightly before stating just one sentence.
"I want to go with you."
Qin Ming's eyes bulged: "???"
Luo Yu rolled his eyes, "Aren't you a part of the Imperial Fighting Team? Where are you going with 'go with me'?"
Ye Lingling's gaze at first appeared somewhat hesitant, but then she let her emotions flow freely.
Her voice was firm, enunciated with great emphasis.
"I used to be, but I am not anymore."
"Let me go with you."
"From now on, I will only assist you."
The audience erupted in exclamations, even as howls rang out.
"Wow shit, is this a confession?"
"Is this how goddesses confess their love?"
"I'm all alone, would somebody please be my exclusive auxiliary too?"
"Wuwuwu, I came here to watch a soul fighting contest, not to be fed dog food."
"Wo Ni Ma, they're tricking the dog here to slaughter it."
"Ptui, that damn stench of jealousy, I can't watch this anymore, I'm going back to my kennel to sleep!"
"Tsk!"
The truth was, Yu Tianheng had woken up a long time ago, but out of embarrassment and fear of Luo Yu, he lay on the ground pretending to be dead.
Now, hearing Ye Lingling so readily wanting to leave, even eagerly seeking refuge, which was nothing like her cold attitude toward him, made his chest feel unbearably tight, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in extreme anger.
He passed out once more.
Luo Yu was now stiff-faced.
Ye Lingling's actions had caught him entirely off-guard.
Those eyes of hers, sparkling and crystal-clear, were still looking at him earnestly.
Waiting for his response.
Inside, he was anxious, desiring to ask the brothers who understood, what exactly was this situation?
How should he respond???
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