Chapter 40: The Terrifying Golden Finger

The nights at Shrek Academy were eerily quiet. As the moon hung low in the sky, even the sounds of wind and cicadas seemed to vanish, leaving only the occasional mournful cry of birds echoing through the empty air.

At the rear mountain of Shrek Academy, a man and a woman sat at the edge of a cliff. The woman had a long scorpion braid that hung past her hips, with a pretty face that was both fair and rosy. The man had healthy bronze skin, black hair, and dark eyes.

"Brother, aren't you worried that Ning Rongrong will bear a grudge against you, maybe even want to kill you, after what you did to her today?" Xiao Wu asked.

"If she doesn't want to kill me, then she wouldn't be Ning Rongrong," Mu Chen replied calmly.

Mu Chen, well-acquainted with everything about Douluo, understood Ning Rongrong's personality. Ning Rongrong was bound to hold a grudge after how Mu Chen treated her earlier. In the past, even when Dai Mubai scolded her, Ning Rongrong wanted to kill him. Moreover, Mu Chen had embarrassed her even more during the day.

"Will she come to the mountain tonight to follow your guidance?" Xiao Wu asked.

"If she doesn't come, then she wouldn't be Ning Rongrong," Mu Chen said confidently, glancing toward a direction where a girl was slowly approaching. "Look, she's here!"

As the shadow drew near, Mu Chen and Xiao Wu stood up from the edge of the cliff. The moonlight fell upon the approaching figure, revealing Ning Rongrong with her neat ear-length hair, skin as fresh as lychees, and an exquisite face. She stood about 1.65 meters tall.

Ning Rongrong looked at Mu Chen silently.

"You're here," Mu Chen stated.

Ning Rongrong remained silent.

"Do you know what self-defense soul skill I'll teach you tonight?" Mu Chen inquired.

Ning Rongrong shook her head.

"The name of the soul skill I'll teach you is called 'Extreme Collapse Eight!'" Mu Chen said.

"Hmm?" Ning Rongrong's eyebrows furrowed, her gaze at Mu Chen filled with disdain.

"Oh no, it's actually called 'Eight Extremes Collapse.' Once mastered, this technique can infuse your punches with eight layers of hidden force. If a titled Douluo uses it, the impact can shatter the earth," Mu Chen explained awkwardly.

Ning Rongrong looked at Mu Chen skeptically.

"I'll demonstrate first," Mu Chen said, walking over to a massive boulder weighing five or six tons at the cliff's edge.

Mu Chen focused his soul power, closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them wide. His fist struck the boulder beside him.

**Eight Extremes Collapse**

Mu Chen's fist cut through the air, creating tiny sparks in the dim moonlit night.

Boom! Boom!

Two waves of hidden force erupted, shattering the massive boulder into countless pieces.

Ning Rongrong was speechless. Mu Chen had unleashed such terrifying power without even using his martial spirit.

**Soul Power +666**

Ning Rongrong's shock granted Mu Chen 666 points of soul power.

"Do you want to learn?" Mu Chen asked with a slight smile.

"Yes," Ning Rongrong finally spoke, nodding firmly.

In Ning Rongrong's mind, if she could master this self-created soul skill, she wouldn't need to worry about escaping on the battlefield. Moreover, if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's members could all learn this technique, their strength would greatly increase.

Ning Rongrong resolved to master this soul skill and teach it to her father and clan members upon returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

"Alright, take off your clothes," Mu Chen instructed.

"What?" Ning Rongrong looked at Mu Chen in shock.

"To learn this soul skill, you need to undress!" Mu Chen repeated.

"What did you say?" Ning Rongrong glared at Mu Chen incredulously.

"This soul skill requires stringent physical conditions. Without a strong body, you'll injure yourself before you can defeat your opponent," Mu Chen explained.

"Is there no other way?" Ning Rongrong asked, her heart resisting.

"No. Stop wasting time. It's not cold, so why wear two layers? Take one off, and you can go back to sleep after we're done," Mu Chen urged.

"Just one layer?" Ning Rongrong asked.

"Yes, what else did you think?" Mu Chen replied.

"I thought…" Ning Rongrong blushed.

"Goodness, what are you thinking all day? Can you think about something serious? Enough nonsense, if you want to learn, take off your clothes. If not, let me know so I can go back to sleep," Mu Chen scolded.

Ning Rongrong was speechless.

Mu Chen had used the Millennium Kill on her during the day and now wanted her to undress at night without explaining things clearly, yet he criticized her thoughts. The key was that she had to undress.

"Really?" Ning Rongrong glanced at Mu Chen.

"Forget it. It seems you're not sincere about learning. Xiao Wu, let's go back to sleep," Mu Chen said nonchalantly.

"No, I'll do it," Ning Rongrong quickly responded, gently removing her outer jacket.

"Alright, I'm starting," Mu Chen said, taking out a whip from his ring spirit tool.

A whip?

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Before she could comprehend why Mu Chen had taken out a whip, it had already landed on her body.

"Ah!"

Crying out in pain, Ning Rongrong protested, "What are you doing?"

"Preparing your body," Mu Chen replied.

"With this?" Ning Rongrong asked incredulously.

"Yes. It's the most direct and effective way. In a month, you'll be ready to learn my soul skill. If you want to quit, you can. After all, you're the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, not used to hardship," Mu Chen taunted, trying to provoke Ning Rongrong into continuing.

"Who says I can't? Just do it!" Ning Rongrong stubbornly agreed, falling into Mu Chen's trap.

*Whip crack*

*Mm*

*Whip crack*

*Mm*

*Whip crack*

*Mm*

The crisp sound of the whip and Ning Rongrong's pained moans broke the silence of the mountain.

To avoid seriously injuring Ning Rongrong, Mu Chen used a wide whip that wouldn't break her skin but still effectively tempered her body.

After about half an hour, Mu Chen stopped. Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was now obediently compliant, Mu Chen felt a sense of triumph. He had indeed subdued Ning Rongrong with his wit.

**Soul Power +6**

**Soul Power +6**

**Soul Power +6**

As he continued to temper Ning Rongrong's body, Mu Chen discovered with delight that each strike of the whip granted him eight points of soul power.

Hitting people could actually increase soul power!

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