bookbashuk Chapter 60 Ning Rongrong's Thick Bread
Chapter 60 Ning Rongrong's Thick Bread
Chapter 60 Ning Rongrong's Thick Bread
"Why did you stop?" Dai Mubai asked from behind.
But the next moment, he smelled a strong odor of urine.
Not only him, but others could smell it too.
Looking again, the ground beneath Ma Hongjun's feet was already soaked.
"What? How old are you and you still wet your pants? Aren't you ashamed?" Ning Rongrong muttered, pinching her nose, and ran away from Ma Hongjun.
The same is true for others.
Knowing the inside story, Dai Mubai sighed and patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder, "Go change your pants. I'll talk to the dean for you."
Soon, all the Shrek Academy students gathered on the playground.
With a face that was somewhat bruised and swollen, Flander began his lecture, "This year has been great; we've gained three more little monsters."
I, Flander, the Dean of Shrek Academy, welcome you on behalf of the academy. Later, each of you should give 100 gold soul coins to Teacher Li, who is in charge of finances.
Now, everyone else, go back and rest to recharge. Your first lesson will be tonight.
Oscar and Ning Rongrong are exceptions; you two come with me.
Upon hearing this, the others, led by Dai Mubai, went to pay their tuition to Li Yusong.
Only Oscar and Ning Rongrong remained.
At this moment, Flander looked at Ning Rongrong and Oscar and said, "Both of you are support-type Soul Masters. One of you is an attribute-adding Soul Master, and the other is a food-type Soul Master. Soul Masters like you need the protection of your companions no matter where you are. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for you to survive."
"Now, Oscar, tell me, as a support-type Soul Master, how can I better protect my life when facing enemies?"
Oscar responded quickly and without hesitation: "Try to hide behind your companions as much as possible, and find any advantageous terrain to take cover."
Flander nodded upon hearing Oscar's words. "You're absolutely right. However, I must add one more point: as support-type Soul Masters, escaping is of utmost importance. A support-type Soul Master who can't escape isn't a good Soul Master. And escaping requires stamina, but you clearly don't have enough right now."
Today's lesson for you is physical training. Now, you will run twenty laps around the entire village. If you haven't run back before lunchtime, you won't get to eat lunch.
Alright, you can set off now.
So, Ning Rongrong started running laps with Oscar.
At first, she was full of confidence and thought it was nothing, because her father had always required her to exercise at home.
That's why she didn't take the idea of training seriously when she heard it was just running laps.
But after running for a while, she realized something was wrong. The village that Flander was talking about included the surrounding farmland.
"Oscar, how far is this circle?" Ning Rongrong's voice was tinged with helplessness.
Oscar, panting, smiled wryly and said, "Anyway, we definitely won't finish running before noon. But don't worry, with me, a food-type Soul Master, around, do you think we'll go hungry?"
After he finished speaking, two yellow spirit rings rose up beneath his feet, with the first spirit ring shining brightly.
Oscar recited a spell in his soft, weak voice.
"I have a big sausage."
With a flash of light, a large, bright red sausage appeared in his hand.
"You must be hungry after running for so long. Want one?" Oscar solicitously offered the sausage in his hand to the junior girl he admired.
Ning Rongrong, her face darkening, said, "I still have two slices of thick bread left, eat yours my foot!"
After saying that, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda floated out, its agility boosted, and it suddenly increased its speed as it ran forward.
……
At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a young man respectfully addressed the person seated in a high position, saying, "Reporting to the School Master, Miss has arrived at Shrek Academy and successfully entered the school."
From his high position, Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, nodded, his expression rather helpless. "It's not bad for this little ancestor to go out and train a bit, otherwise she'll turn the sect upside down. How about Shrek Academy?"
"Please forgive me, Sect Master. The teachers at Shrek Academy are highly skilled, and I am incompetent to be able to investigate."
However, I have already given the letter you asked me to to the teachers at Shrek Academy, and it will definitely end up in the hands of their dean.
Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly, "Perhaps, only by leaving home will this little darling become more sensible. Alright, you can go now."
At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard, but a face as delicate as a baby's, came out from the back room.
"Fengzhi, are you really worried about Rongrong being out there all alone? What is Shrek Academy? Can they possibly teach better than me? No, I'm not comfortable with it. I'm going to go and bring Rongrong back."
As he spoke, the old man casually sat down on a chair to the side of Pang.
Ning Fengzhi's helpless expression deepened. He was about to speak when he noticed his subordinates were still there, so he asked, "Is there anything else?"
The young man replied, "Sect Master, when Miss was registering at Shrek Academy, she encountered a child who was quite extraordinary."
"Oh? What's so special about it? Tell me about it." Ning Fengzhi showed an interested expression.
The young man said, "That boy is only about 12 years old, but he is already a Soul Master and has two thousand-year soul rings and two ten-thousand-year soul rings."
"Outrageous, utterly outrageous! That's clearly an illusion," the old man said.
Ning Fengzhi remained calm. He shared the same thought as the old man: that the young man had used some kind of illusion.
The young man continued, "I am incompetent and cannot distinguish whether it is an illusion."
He paused for a moment and then said, "However, that young man seems to have some grudge against Shrek Academy. One of Shrek Academy's level 37 students was killed by him in one move."
Later, the teacher in charge of registration also suffered a loss at the hands of that young man. By the way, that teacher's cultivation level had already reached the Soul Emperor realm.
Even the Soul Emperor couldn't get away with it? Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback, then said, "Tell me in detail what exactly happened."
The man readily agreed and immediately recounted the entire incident to the two of them from beginning to end.
After hearing the whole story, Ning Fengzhi and the old man looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Uncle Jian, what do you think?" Ning Fengzhi asked.
The "Uncle Sword" he mentioned is a level 96 Title Douluo, whose title is Sword.
Sword Douluo thought for a moment and said, "I still stand by my previous opinion. That boy most likely used some kind of illusion. Perhaps he is an old monster."
"I just can't imagine what kind of person could absorb the number one soul ring in a thousand years, and a 12-year-old Soul Master? Feng Zhi, don't you think that's a bit too outrageous?"
Ning Fengzhi nodded, "That's indeed outrageous."
He paused for a moment, then changed the subject, saying, "But I can't think of a reason why he would do that."
Sword Douluo looked puzzled. "Feng Zhi, what did you say?"
Ning Fengzhi said, "Just like you said, it's too outrageous. You don't believe it, I don't believe it, and nobody else will believe it. That person should have known this situation, but he still did it. So why is that?"
Uncle Jian, do you think it's possible that what he's showing is the truth?
(End of this chapter)