Douluo: Me! Wuhundian's Biggest Trump Card!

A monster that transformed from the womb into the Douluo Continent's three-life martial spirit? Not bad, at the age of fifteen, she was level ninety-three. The Soul-Leaving Demonic Phoenix, the Burning Flower of the Other Shore, and the Weeping Blood Demonic Ring. The three martial souls are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Light Ling Douluo, who had raised her on the island for fifteen years, said: It's okay to go out, but don't show your cards randomly. Qian Ning nodded obediently: Okay. In the enshrinement hall of Wuhun Palace, she single-handedly overthrew the Pope and the two major titled Douluo. Guang Ling: "... I asked you to take action, but I didn't let you overthrow the palace." Qian Ning felt aggrieved: "They are too weak, don't blame me." The continent-wide soul master competition is about to take place, and everyone feels that the Wuhun Palace has brought humiliation upon itself by sending a wild girl they have never heard of. Until Qian Ning stood on the field, with dark hair and red eyes, and her opponent fell to his knees without even activating a martial spirit. In the audience, Guang Ling leaned against the railing and smiled softly: "I'm sorry, everyone, Ning'er is young and has a bad temper. Please bear with me."