Douluo Dalu: Sign in to the Flame Princess-Chapter 89 - : Don’t Forget Your Promise

Ning Rongrong felt shy for a long time. When she saw that Zhao Ming had actually fallen asleep, her heart, which had been pounding hard, finally began to calm down.

Listening to Zhao Ming's rhythmic breathing, Ning Rongrong felt an unprecedented sense of peace, a quietness that came from deep within her soul.

At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, although everyone respected and doted on her, she had never met anyone like Zhao Ming. Sometimes he made her grit her teeth in anger, but at other times, he would stir her heart unexpectedly.

There was that time when Zhao Ming forced her to run twenty laps. She initially thought he was doing it on purpose to upset her, but later, she learned from Oscar that Flender had secretly sent Zhao Wuji to monitor them. The purpose was to suppress her arrogance, knowing she wouldn't be able to complete the twenty laps.

She understood now. Zhao Ming would never deliberately torment her without reason. If he truly disliked her, he wouldn't have been so careful when he carried her back, even worrying about her modesty.

Why did he have to pretend to be so harsh when he was just trying to help? Why did he quietly leave the chicken soup on her table without saying a word, even though he was clearly concerned about her?

Thinking about these moments, Ning Rongrong's gaze toward Zhao Ming softened with tenderness.

But when she thought of Xiao Wu, her expression dimmed again.

Good times never lasted long, and before she knew it, it was their turn to enter the arena.

"And now, let's welcome the competitors for the sixth match in Arena Eight's two-on-two section: the Invincible Duo versus the Longfei Duo. Our Invincible Duo is a new team, and one of them is only a Spirit Grandmaster!" The host, seeing the crowd's lukewarm enthusiasm, dropped some major news to liven up the atmosphere.

Hearing their team's name called, Ning Rongrong nudged Zhao Ming. "Zhao Ming, wake up! It's our turn."

"So soon?" Zhao Ming opened his sleepy eyes, stretched, and stood up. After a few stretches, he took Ning Rongrong's hand and walked toward the fighting stage.

The host's announcement also caught the attention of the audience.

Suddenly, murmurs of surprise filled the air. The crowd was intrigued by the rare sight of a Spirit Grandmaster competing in a Spirit Elder-tier fight.

"Is this for real?"

"A Spirit Grandmaster dares to fight in the Spirit Elder group?"

"They must not have felt the sting of reality yet."

"Looks like the Longfei Duo hit the jackpot today."

As Zhao Ming and Ning Rongrong stepped onto the stage, the crowd's gasps grew louder. Many were shocked by their young faces. Zhao Ming, with his mature demeanor, could barely pass for fourteen or fifteen, but Ning Rongrong looked even younger.

"Don't worry, I'm here." The murmurs and curious stares from the audience put a lot of pressure on Ning Rongrong, and her small hands were already sweating.

"Mm," Ning Rongrong nodded, her anxiety fading as she glanced at Zhao Ming.

That's when Zhao Ming saw their opponents—twin sisters.

They looked to be in their thirties, slightly plump, with rather plain faces masked by heavy makeup.

Right now, they were smiling smugly, clearly underestimating Zhao Ming and Ning Rongrong.

"Li Yunlong, thirty-first level Spirit Elder."

"Li Yunfei, thirty-second level Spirit Elder."

The sisters introduced themselves and their strength, their names causing Zhao Ming to stifle a laugh.

"Zhao Ming, thirty-fifth level Spirit Elder."

"Ning Rongrong, twenty-sixth level Spirit Grandmaster."

They also introduced themselves and prepared for battle.

"What? Thirty-fifth level?" The sisters exchanged shocked glances, but they quickly suppressed their emotions. Even if Zhao Ming was thirty-fifth level, they still felt confident. After all, he had a weak partner.

"Let the battle begin!" With the atmosphere reaching a peak, the host gave the signal.

The twin sisters charged toward Zhao Ming. At the same time, Zhao Ming caught sight of their martial spirits—broad, heavy blades.

Despite wielding such large weapons, their speed wasn't bad, and they quickly closed the distance between them and Zhao Ming.

But Zhao Ming remained still, standing calmly in the center of the stage, watching the sisters approach with a serene expression.

Then, with a light stomp of his foot, Zhao Ming disappeared from the spot.

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His speed was extraordinary, and with the comparison to the two sisters, it seemed even faster.

In an instant, the arena fell into silence.

The noisy audience was stunned into silence by Zhao Ming's display of speed. He hadn't even released his martial spirit yet.

With his twin martial spirits and the constant enhancements from his ancient Undying Bird spirit, Zhao Ming's body had long surpassed that of an ordinary spirit master. And with his thirty-fifth, nearly thirty-sixth level of spirit power, defeating two newly promoted Spirit Elders didn't even require him to use his martial spirit.

"Boom!"

His fist landed squarely on Li Yunlong's chest, her body crumpling inward from the blow.

She flew more than ten meters before hitting the ground.

"Not good." Seeing her sister defeated so easily, Li Yunfei's face paled.

But she had no time to think.

After dealing with one sister, Zhao Ming wasted no time and rushed toward Li Yunfei.

Again, with incredible speed and a simple, unflashy punch.

Having learned from her sister's mistake, Li Yunfei tightly gripped her blade and held it in front of her chest.

"Bang!" Zhao Ming's fist collided with the blade, producing a sharp, ear-piercing sound.

Li Yunfei was sent flying, crashing to the ground.

The fight was over.

In less than thirty seconds, the battle was over.

Zhao Ming walked over to Ning Rongrong, who stood there with her mouth hanging open in shock. Amused and slightly annoyed, he pinched her cheek. "Hey, let's go. Don't just stand there."

Snapping out of her daze, Ning Rongrong looked at Zhao Ming with stars in her eyes, exclaiming, "Wow, Zhao Ming, you were amazing just now!"

Zhao Ming chuckled, "Now you see how strong I am? You'd better start preparing yourself."

"Prepare for what?" Ning Rongrong blinked her big, beautiful eyes, still riding the high of excitement and completely oblivious to the mischievous grin on Zhao Ming's face.

"You know... your promise." Zhao Ming whispered in her ear, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Realizing what Zhao Ming meant, Ning Rongrong's face flushed bright red.

Stomping her foot in embarrassment, she quickly ran off. "We haven't won the Diamond Badge yet, so let's talk about this later!"

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