Chapter 258: What is the thousand-year-old fox pretending to be?
"Talent!"
Although Jian Douluo is older, he is more focused on cultivation, and as for the ways of the world...it's not that he can't see through them, but he's not as clear-sighted as Ning Fengzhi.
When Zhou Qing politely responded to Jian Douluo's words, Ning Fengzhi could already tell that this boy's eyes were filled with the same cunning as his own...
The light of wisdom.
Moreover, it seemed that this kid had no intention of having too much contact with their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect from the beginning - now his behavior of wanting to avoid them without hesitation was the best proof.
Play hard to get?
Ning Fengzhi felt that this possibility was unlikely.
Because it doesn't make sense!
After all, this cunning... intelligent boy should also know that if he wants to truly catch the eye of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he must demonstrate real abilities or reveal corresponding potential.
If you are only good at talking, you will be despised by others in the sect that respects strength. At most, you can be a clown who makes people laugh.
"stop!"
Jian Douluo called Zhou Qing, "Since you are Rongrong's new friend, why don't you come with us to have a meal? It's noon now."
"Isn't this bad?" Zhou Qing scratched his cheek, expressing that he didn't want to disturb the other party.
"No respect?"
"Then I would be disrespectful."
Zhou Qing noticed that Jian Douluo's gaze had become much sharper, so much so that his skin trembled slightly and caused a slight pain. He immediately followed the most realistic choice in his heart, held his head high, and walked in front of the two, like a rooster pretending to be a phoenix.
Ning Fengzhi was also speechless.
This kid really knows how to handle current affairs!
Inside the room.
The dinner table.
Looking at the delicacies, Zhou Qing ignored the strange looks from Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo and ate with relish, his mouth full of oil.
Ning Rongrong saw that Zhou Qing was eating in a very heroic manner, gnawing on a pig's trotter while holding it, but also trying his best to avoid the juice and soup from spilling on the table. Seeing that her father and Grandpa Jian didn't care, she also put down the knife and fork in her hands, grabbed the chopsticks, stabbed a pig's trotter, held it in her hands like Zhou Qing, and started gnawing on it.
[Sure enough, eating this way is much more refreshing! ]
Seeing Ning Rongrong like this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes twitched.
Although most of the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect do not have true noble titles, Rongrong, as his daughter, has also been learning the corresponding aristocratic etiquette since childhood so that she can come into contact with the powerful children of the Tiandou Empire in the future.
Not to mention, he has now become Xue Qinghe's teacher. His son and daughter will definitely have contact with Xue Qinghe in the future. If they don't know the corresponding etiquette, it will be his responsibility as a father!
but--
Seeing Rongrong eating happily and smiling, Ning Fengzhi suddenly had the idea that "as long as my daughter is happy", that's enough.
As for Jian Douluo?
He has always doted on Ning Rongrong and didn't care about her eating habits. He just reminded her to eat slowly and not to choke.
"Little boy, are you full?" Ning Fengzhi didn't want to disturb Ning Rongrong's "insolence" at this time, so he could only start with Zhou Qing.
"Not bad, I ate until I was 70% full."
Zhou Qing put down the pig's trotter bone in his hand and said so.
Ning Fengzhi glanced at the empty dining table and Zhou Qing's bulging belly, and jokingly said, "Then I'll order another table? I just hope you don't waste food."
"70% full is enough!" Zhou Qing said calmly, "As a soul master, eating too much is not a good thing. You need to focus on cultivation!" "Ha!" Jian Douluo chuckled, "You speak very realistically. How old are you this year? What is your martial soul? What level of soul power is it? How many years has your first soul ring been?"
Zhou Qing was stunned. He felt that this series of questions was like the woman's family trying to find out the man's material conditions when discussing marriage. But he still told the truth: "I hope Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo know that I have lived through six years, my martial soul is the heart, and my soul power is level 16."
As for the issue of spirit rings, it was kept secret.
Jian Douluo and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other and could see the surprise in each other's eyes.
Six years old!
Level 16!
Such strength is already better than the geniuses in the top three sects!
It was the fact that the martial soul was the heart that made them somewhat confused—
To be honest, the heart is indeed very important, but it is not very clear what role it can play after becoming a martial soul.
The only known news about the Heart Martial Soul is from the "friendly match" in Nottingham City, where a child named Zhou Qing showed a strong talent for close combat, great strength, good stamina, and even extremely strong attack power...
"Wait, your name isn't Qing Zhou, it should be Zhou Qing!"
Ning Fengzhi looked straight at Zhou Qing.
"What? You actually lied to me!" Ning Rongrong was so angry when she heard that Zhou Qing actually lied to her and called her "Qing Zhou" that she threw the pig's trotter in her hand at him.
Zhou Qing hurriedly raised his hand to grab the pig's trotter and put it back on the plate in front of Ning Rongrong. He said seriously, "If you like, you can call me Qing Zhou. I don't mind."
"Humph!"
Ning Rongrong snorted and was about to say something else -
"Rongrong!"
Ning Fengzhi's tone sank, and he stopped her. He said to Zhou Qing, "So, you are the Zhou Qing who won the championship in the Notting City Friendship Tournament?"
"This is not the championship of one person, but the glory of the whole team!"
Zhou Qing didn't dare to take credit for it. If there were only Tang San, Xiao Wu and Romantina, but without the cooperation of Wang Sheng, Qing Zhu Zhu and Mo Hen, it would not have been possible to win the championship so easily!
"It's really you." Ning Fengzhi smiled and said with emotion, "You are indeed a young talent. Not only do you have innate soul power, but you also act very cautiously. I can already foresee the scene of you and your companions showing off your skills in the Continental Elite Competition in the future."
With a talent like Zhou Qing, even if he was born into a common family and had no background or power, Ning Fengzhi was certain that he would be able to be admitted to major senior colleges in the future as an exception.
At worst, there is also a high-level college in Tiandou City that only recruits children of commoners...
but--
"I would like to invite you and your friends to join the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."
【Here you come...】
Faced with Ning Fengzhi's almost unquestionable tone, Zhou Qing's heart calmed down. He picked up the napkin on the table, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and slowly stood up from his chair, not caring at all that the soul power of Jian Douluo was pressing on him more and more heavily. He shook his body, making a crackling sound, as if he was stretching his muscles.
He first bowed to Ning Fengzhi, as if to surrender, but the words he said were -
"Thank you for inviting me to dine with you."
"but."
"You want to accept me as a disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect just for a meal. Isn't that a bit too cheap of me?"
Jian Douluo looked solemn as he signaled to Ning Fengzhi that he had already increased the soul pressure on Zhou Qing to over 30 levels, and it was still increasing. However, he actually managed to resist this pressure and stood up with his back straight!
(End of this chapter)
