Tang San and Xiao Wu were both somewhat dazed, the expression in their eyes becoming extremely strange. Although Tang San also had a good understanding of variant spirits, it was still the first time he had heard of one like Ma Hongjun. If this Fatso before them was about the same age as them, he should only be twelve years old. A twelve year old youngster, unexpectedly needing to find a woman to prevent his spirit from backfiring, this was also too shocking.
Dai Mubai continued: "Therefore, this guy will often burn with lust, if he doesn't vent, he would have died long ago. Although his spirit itself is very formidable, this fire of lust is also not so easy to cultivate. "
Xiao Wu frowned: "But, you can't harm other people's girls. That is the behavior of a hoodlum. "
Ma Hongjun angrily said: "What do you mean harm, we are both willing, although I, Fatso, have a strong sexual desire, I have never forced anyone. But I've never forced anyone. We're both willing. I'm not a hooligan. "
Tang San looked at Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai nodded, saying: "This is indeed, Fatso never forces others. That Cui Hua young lady just now is indeed his girlfriend. "
Xiao Wu snorted, "Don't force others? Then why did other people want to break up with him? "
Fatso's face reddened, Dai Mubai's expression also became awkward.
Dai Mubai coughed, awkwardly saying: "Because, this guy's evil fire can't be suppressed too many times. Wanting to endure him three or four times a day, is also not something an ordinary girl can do. Therefore, in this year at the Academy, he has already changed several girlfriends, the final result without exception, was that they all dumped him. If not for his identity as Soul Master, perhaps finding a girlfriend would be difficult. Speaking of this, in that aspect, perhaps there really aren't many people who can compare to this Fatso. That's how he got his nickname, Evil Fire Chicken. "
Ma Hongjun unhappily corrected him: "It's the Evil Fire Phoenix."
Tang San was dumbfounded. "As expected of Monster Academy. He even has such a variant Martial Soul. "
Xiao Wu's face was somewhat red, lightly spitting, "There really are all kinds of people."
Ma Hongjun glared at Dai Mubai, saying, "If I were like you and little Ao, also having a whore's face, being able to have multiple girlfriends at the same time, how would it be like this? You don't have to belittle yourself. Don't think that I don't know that you have three dates a day with different girls. "
Dai Mubai's evil eyes flickered as he hurriedly looked behind him. He lowered his voice and said, "Fatso, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Keep your voice down. "
Ma Hongjun chuckled and said, "Haven't you always been proud instead of ashamed? What was going on today? Did you take the wrong medicine? "
Dai Mubai glared at him. "Cut the crap. Some things can't be said. If you ruin my reputation again, don't blame me for being rude."
Tang San couldn't help but say, "Ma Hongjun, now that you don't have a girlfriend, what will you do in the future? Stop cultivating? "
Ma Hongjun shrugged. "What else can I do? My life is the most important thing. Ask the dean later and see if he has any ideas. "
Xiao Wu said, "Where does the academy eat? I'm starving."
Dai Mubai said, "Come with me."
The four returned to the Shrek Academy, and Dai Mubai led them to the academy's cafeteria.
The so-called cafeteria was actually an agreement between the academy and the village to hire a few villagers to take care of everyone's meals. Although breakfast was a little simple, it was good enough to fill their stomachs.
When they arrived at the cafeteria, Ning Rongrong and the ice-cold girl, Zhu Zhuqing, were already there. Other than looking a little pale, Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to have anything wrong with her.
Perhaps it was because they worked together yesterday, but when the two girls saw Tang San and Xiao Wu, they nodded at them. Zhu Zhuqing was a little cold, but Ning Rongrong's expression was obviously friendly. Two dimples appeared on her face as she smiled, looking very cute.
Ma Hongjun stared at the two girls, swallowing a mouthful of saliva without hiding it.
Dai Mubai elbowed him and said in a low voice, "Behave yourself. It's best if you suppress your evil fire."
Ma Hongjun said angrily, "Why? Don't tell me you want to do it again? I say, Brother Dai, even if you're the boss, you still have to leave some soup for the brothers to drink. "
Dai Mubai elbowed him again, stealing a glance at Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to notice them, slowly eating her breakfast, her expression still ice cold.
Xiao Wu sat down next to Ning Rongrong, saying something to her with a low laugh. From Ning Rongrong's somewhat astonished gaze as she looked at Ma Hongjun, Ma Hongjun knew they were talking about him. He immediately sat down somewhat discouraged, taking the breakfast on the table to vent.
Dai Mubai coughed once, saying: "Little Ao, this fellow is sleeping in again. He's always so lazy. Apart from little Ao, I see everyone is here. For a period of time, everyone will live and study together, we'll get to know each other a bit. I'll introduce you, this Fatso is another student of our Academy, called Ma Hongjun. His spirit is grass, oh, no, Phoenix. "
Hearing the word Phoenix, Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, but she only glanced at Ma Hongjun, nothing more. As her gaze swept past Dai Mubai, it seemed to add a bit of chill.
Ma Hongjun said, "Right, Brother Dai, I heard the new student made teacher Zhao eat a considerable loss yesterday, who was it?"
Dai Mubai said, "You just now already exchanged blows with him. Only, you're lucky, you didn't encounter the same treatment as teacher Zhao. "While speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at Tang San.
Ma Hongjun looked somewhat incredulously at Tang San, "That's not right, even though your spirit power is a bit stronger than mine, it doesn't seem to be much higher. It shouldn't be thirtieth rank. How could teacher Zhao suffer a loss, he's a seventy sixth ranked Spirit Sage, I don't believe it. "
Tang San smiled, saying, "Only luck, that's all." Strength was his own, he didn't need other people to believe anything.
Dai Mubai also told Ma Hongjun the names and spirits of Tang San and the others of the four newcomers. As for Tang San's true strength, he didn't explain too much, only hinting to Ma Hongjun that it would be best not to provoke him.
Finished with the introductions, Dai Mubai continued, "Everyone hereafter will live and cultivate together. There's also no need to be too restrained in address. Adding you four newcomers, the Academy altogether only has seven people, that's all. Little Ao and Fatso call me Brother Dai, because I'm a bit older than them. You can call me Mubai, Ma Hongjun just call him Fatso, and Oscar that fellow, you can call him little Ao or uncle big sausage. Tang San, how about I call you little San from now on? "
Tang San nodded, expressing he had no objections. Regarding this Shrek Academy, even though he still hadn't had much contact, he already had some sense of belonging. Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, these three students each had their own peculiarities, but none of them aroused his dislike.
Not waiting for Dai Mubai to mention herself, Ning Rongrong straightforwardly said: "You can call me Rongrong. My family and friends all call me that. "
She had a smile on her face the entire time. That simple sentence had invisibly narrowed the distance between her and the others.
Xiao Wu's address naturally didn't need to change, and when Dai Mubai's gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing stood, "I'm full." Finished speaking, she turned and walked outside.
Ma Hongjun somewhat astonished said to Dai Mubai: "Brother Dai, aren't you known to be successful in every endeavor among women, known as the girl killer? How come this new pretty girl isn't even willing to give you a glance? "
Dai Mubai had a wry smile, shaking his head, but didn't explain.
Tang San said to Dai Mubai: "Mubai, we're all newcomers, tell us about the Academy's rules and curriculum."
Dai Mubai with difficulty withdrew his thoughts from Zhu Zhuqing, saying: "The Academy doesn't have any special rules. Simply put, you can't rape or pillage, but you're encouraged to fight, encouraged to gamble. "
Tang San's face revealed a trace of a smile, Monster Academy really deserved to be called Monster Academy, even their teaching methods were substantially different from Nuoding Academy.
Dai Mubai explained: "The teachers believe that fighting is the best shortcut to familiarize one's spirit, increasing actual combat experience is extremely important. And gambling is a mental game, regarding strengthening psychological quality, enhancing one's observation and judgment has very great benefits. Of course, everything must be done in moderation. Simply put, fighting can't kill, gambling don't lose your pants, there's no problem. "
"As for the curriculum, I don't know in the future, because our curriculum can change at any time. After all, we only have these few people, the number of teachers is even more than us students. Therefore, the Academy will adjust the curriculum according to our individual circumstances. But today's curriculum I can be certain, the most important one, is, collecting money. The Academy's annual tuition is one hundred gold coins. Regarding you are all Great Soul Master level Soul Master, there shouldn't be any problem. "
Hearing Dai Mubai say this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but interject: "Brother Dai, yesterday you said the Academy is very poor. But why is the Academy poor? The several teachers we encountered were more than sixtieth ranked, more than seventieth ranked. According to the level, the subsidy they can receive from the Martial Soul Palace is in itself an astronomical figure, supporting such a small Academy shouldn't be considered much. "
According to Xiao Wu's conjecture, Soul Master's subsidy is one gold coin per month, Great Soul Master is ten gold coins, reaching Spirit Elder should be one hundred gold coins, Spirit Ancestor is one thousand, Spirit King ten thousand, Spirit Emperor should be one hundred thousand gold spirit coins per month. Not to mention the Zhao Wuji they faced yesterday, that was but a Spirit Sage existence, one million gold coins per month, thinking about it was a frightening figure.
Dai Mubai shook his head, saying: "If it is like you said, the Academy naturally doesn't need to worry about any income problem. But the reality is not like this. The subsidy given by the Martial Soul Palace is all allocated by the Empire, issued by the Martial Soul Palace on behalf of the Academy. The subsidy is only given up to the Spirit Elder level. Every month they receive one hundred gold coins, just like I am now. And after surpassing the Spirit Elder level, not only does the subsidy not increase, but it also disappears. In other words, including Spirit Ancestor, Soul Master above the Spirit Ancestor level are unable to receive any subsidy from the Martial Soul Palace. Every month when you go to the Martial Soul Palace to receive the subsidy, there will be a spirit power test. That is to determine whether or not your spirit power exceeds the fortieth rank, once it exceeds the fortieth rank, the subsidy will immediately stop. "
This time even Tang San couldn't help but be curious, "Why is it like this? The higher the strength of a Soul Master, the more valuable he should be. "
Dai Mubai said: "But, this must proceed from a practical point of view. Although Soul Master is a noble profession, the number of genuine Soul Master is also not many. But it still can't be considered too small a group. You should have also calculated, if according to the subsidy proportion, at the Spirit Sage level, the monthly subsidy is one hundred thousand gold spirit coins, one year is one million two hundred thousand gold spirit coins. What kind of enormous figure is that? Not to mention other places, if according to the strength of our Academy's teachers receive the subsidy, if the Empire fully distributes it, our Academy's teachers' annual income can catch up to one tenth of Suotuo City's national income. What kind of enormous figure is that? And in the entire Empire, although the number of high level Soul Master is few, according to this kind of subsidy distribution is enough to drag down the entire Empire. "
"Therefore, the Empire stipulates that the subsidy distribution is only to encourage and assist low level Soul Master to cultivate, to as quickly as possible promote their strength. But after reaching the fortieth rank, even if they are fairly formidable Soul Master, they can completely choose to pledge allegiance to the Empire or join the army. In that case, the Empire will issue a corresponding reward. Of course, Soul Master also has the freedom to choose, investing in some family can also obtain a considerable income. "
Speaking of this, Dai Mubai's face revealed an expression of admiration, "And our Academy's teachers, are all Soul Master who are unwilling to rely on any strength for protection. In other words, before the Academy was established, they all walked alone. They like freedom, loathe restraint. Even to the extent that they disdain the Empire's bestowal of nobility. Think about it, under such circumstances, what kind of income can they have? "
Xiao Wu asked: "Why are they unwilling to accept the Empire's offer of nobility? With a title, they should have a certain income. I remember above the thirtieth rank, they can obtain the Empire's bestowal of the title of Baron, fortieth rank is Viscount. Beyond that, there is nothing. "
Ning Rongrong answered her question in place of Dai Mubai, "Accepting the Empire's title of nobility also means having the duty of loyalty to the Empire. In the event of war, under the Empire's omens, as an Empire's nobility, they must obey the Empire's orders and head to the battlefield. Although the title of nobility is good, it is at the same time a restrictive curse. Many formidable Soul Master won't accept the title of nobility, all because they don't wish to carelessly throw their lives away for any power. "
Just at this time, there was suddenly a dang dang dang sound from outside.
Dai Mubai hurriedly stood up, saying: "This is the bell for the dean to summon us. Fatso, you bring them directly to the large field, I'll go call Zhuqing. "Finished speaking, he quickly left the dining hall.
Ma Hongjun looked at his departing figure, mumbling: "Brother Dai seems to have become a bit different, I've never seen him care so much about a woman before."
Ning Rongrong giggled, saying: "How old are you, still talking about women."
Ma Hongjun snorted, proudly saying: "Although I'm not old, I've still had women before. Let's go quickly, the dean doesn't like people to be late. "Speaking to here, his body seemed to shudder, clearly he had suffered a loss before.
When the four arrived at the large field, the sleepy-eyed Oscar was already there. In his hand he was still eating a sausage he made himself.
Oscar's appearance had undergone enormous changes. The main manifestation was that the beard on his face was gone.
When he saw him, Tang San almost didn't recognize him. The shaved Oscar looked completely different.
Previously Ma Hongjun once said that Dai Mubai and Oscar both had a whore face, those were clearly words of jealousy. Right now Tang San finally understood what Ma Hongjun was envious of.
Dai Mubai was already very handsome, especially that pair of evil eyes, it was even more easy to create attraction. But, in terms of appearance, he still couldn't compare to the beardless Oscar before him.
Peach blossom eyes deep set, giving people a kind of profound feeling, a face like a crown jade, handsome and harmonious, a pair of moderately thick eyebrows, a frivolous smile on his face, no matter how you looked he looked like a distinguished and elegant noble young master. Of course, even if he was a more handsome noble young master, holding a sausage in his hand and gnawing on it, that appearance wouldn't be too good.
"Your beard?" Tang San walked to Oscar's side and couldn't help but point at his face.
Oscar laughed, quickly ate the sausage in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Aren't there a few new beauties? If I don't make myself more spirited, how can I get their attention? You don't have any experience in this aspect. Brother Dai obviously has a crush on that cold girl, Xiao Wu is yours, Fatso's evil fire isn't attractive to girls, so, my target is Ning Rongrong, you won't fight with me, right? "
Tang San patted his forehead, "Excuse me, how old are you this year?"
Oscar said without hesitation: "14 years old, why? My dad already had me when he was 14 years old. "
Tang San suddenly realized that if he wanted to test his psychological ability, coming to Shrek Academy was obviously a good choice. Not to mention the teachers, each and every one of these students was a monster. Even if it was him, didn't he also have a hidden weapon secret art that didn't belong to this world?
Dai Mubai also rushed over with Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing obviously kept a certain distance from him, and Dai Mubai's face was obviously also very ugly.
Oscar laughed gloatingly: "It seems that Brother Dai ran into a snag again. His method of picking up girls that has always been successful is going to suffer this time. "
While they were talking, a middle-aged man walked over from the other side of the sports field.
Seeing this person, Tang San and Xiao Wu were obviously stunned. The person looked to be about 50 years old, had a strong body, and had a very unique face. His chin was a bit protruding, his cheekbones were very wide, his face was flat, and he had a bit of an aquiline nose. If one had to use one thing to describe him, then it could only be said that his face was a bit like the bottom of a shoe. Although his eyes were closed, he looked a bit cunning. On his face he wore a pair of black rimmed crystal glasses, the frame was a kind of rigid square.
Xiao Wu astonished said: "Isn't this that profiteer uncle?"
Oscar astonished said: "What profiteer uncle? This is our Dean, Shrek Academy's founder, Four Eyed Owl Flanders. A seventy eighth ranked Spirit Sage. Even fiercer than teacher Zhao. Moreover he possesses a flying type Beast Spirit. Among Battle Spirit Master, it can also be regarded as fairly rare. Fatso is his direct disciple. "
Xiao Wu muttered: "Fortunately, only seventy eighth ranked. I really didn't expect that the phrase 'only accept monsters, not accept ordinary people' actually came from his mouth. Big Sausage Uncle, does our Academy have a Hun Douluo level Spirit Master? "
Oscar shook his head, "Please call me Sausage Monopoly Oscar. Do you think Hun Douluo is a vegetable market? It's everywhere. On the entire Continent, Hun Douluo level powers don't exceed a hundred. They're all supported by the Empire and the Empire's subordinate Kingdoms. As for Title Douluo, the two Great Empires combined only have ten or so, that's all. How could they be so easy to meet. "
Xiao Wu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "That's good."
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"
Xiao Wu shook her head, somewhat concealing it: "Little San, do you think this profiteer uncle will still remember us?"
Tang San said with a wry smile: "It's only been two days, he shouldn't have forgotten. However, since he's the dean, he shouldn't care about your offense. "
Oscar grinned, saying in a low voice: "You're wrong about this. Our Flanders dean is famous for holding grudges. Of course, his greatest strength is that he covers up for his mistakes. "
Walking over, Flanders's gaze suddenly floated in their direction, just stopping on Oscar, his eyes flashing with a ruminating light.
Oscar turned pale with fright, "Not good, he might have heard what I said. This is terrible. "
Flanders walked over to altogether seven students, stopping his steps. His unique somewhat magnetic hoarse voice echoed, "This year is very good, we have four more little monsters. I, Shrek Academy dean Flanders, represent the Academy in welcoming you. In a moment, each of you will hand over a hundred gold coins to teacher Li in charge of finance. Mubai. "
"Dean." Dai Mubai took a step forward. He seemed to be very respectful to Flanders, even to the extent that he worshipped him.
Flanders said: "Four more juniors have arrived, later you tell them the Academy's rules. Afterwards each of you return to rest, do your best to recover to your peak condition. Today's first class will begin in the evening. Oscar, you and Ning Rongrong are an exception. You two follow me. "
Oscar's expression immediately collapsed, unreconciled, unwillingly walked in front of Flanders to salute. When he saw Ning Rongrong walk to his side, his expression became a bit better.
Flanders waved his hand, saying: "The others can go rest. Remember, before the sky turns dark, make yourselves reach peak condition. Don't blame me for not warning you. This Academy's teaching is different from other places, you might even face danger. "
Zhu Zhuqing left without turning her head, Dai Mubai also didn't chase after her this time. Ma Hongjun's walking speed was also very fast, in a blink his shadow disappeared.
Tang San wasn't in a hurry to leave, he wanted to see how the dean before him taught. Oscar and Ning Rongrong's Martial Souls were both auxiliary-type, this should be the reason why they didn't participate in the evening classes. But what made Tang San curious was, why did they have to teach at night?
Tang San didn't leave, Xiao Wu naturally wasn't in a hurry to leave either, she stood beside Tang San and watched quietly.
Flanders also didn't mind, he said to Oscar and Ning Rongrong: "Everyone has their own cultivation method. Different Martial Souls, cultivation methods are also poles apart. In the Douluo Continent, there are almost no identical Martial Souls, so what the Academy wants to teach you isn't how to cultivate your Martial Soul, but how to use your Martial Soul, how to better protect yourself in future battles, and how to support your comrades. "
Flanders's words sounded a little familiar to Tang San, he thought about it carefully, Maestro seemed to have said something similar. It was just that Maestro's words were more detailed than Flanders's, that's all.
Oscar seemed to have heard similar words before, he lowered his head noncommittally, but Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement.
Flanders continued: "Both of you are auxiliary-type Soul Master, one of you carries out attribute enhancement, the other is a food-type Martial Soul. Soul Masters like you both, whether on the battlefield or in ordinary times, will need companions to protect you, otherwise, it will be very difficult for you to survive. Oscar, tell me, as an auxiliary-type Soul Master, how can you better protect yourself on the battlefield? "
Oscar said without hesitation: "Hide behind your companions as much as possible, use all the surrounding terrain and buildings that can be used to avoid danger. Stay away from dangerous areas as much as possible. "
Flanders nodded and said: "That's right. But there's one thing you didn't say. As an auxiliary-type Soul Master, escaping is a necessary quality, an auxiliary-type Soul Master who can't escape is not a good Soul Master. And what do you need to escape? You need physical strength. As a Soul Master, you have the support of your own Soul Power, and your body's quality is slightly stronger than ordinary people. However, the enemy you may face is the other side's Soul Master. Therefore, as an auxiliary-type Soul Master, you also need to train your physical strength. At a critical moment, you may be able to survive if you run one more step. "
Oscar understood Flanders very well, listening to the dean in front of him speak so openly, he secretly laughed bitterly in his heart. It's over, I can't escape today.
Sure enough, after Flanders finished his long speech, he nodded to Oscar and Ning Rongrong and said: "Today's lesson is physical strength training. From now on, run twenty laps around the village. If you don't come back by noon, you don't have to eat lunch. You can use your own Martial Souls to support you. Now, let's go. Oscar will be in charge of leading the way. "
"Yes." Ning Rongrong agreed, and ran out without the slightest hesitation. Oscar looked at Tang San and the others standing to the side with some hidden bitterness, and then followed.
Although the village where Shrek Academy was located wasn't big, Oscar understood that Flanders was referring to the entire village, including the village's farmland. One lap was at least three kilometers away. Twenty laps, that was a rather terrifying number.
Today he had more than twenty ranks of soul power, but to finish this lesson before noon was still something that would make an auxiliary class Soul Master wish he was dead. For a more than twenty rank Soul Master, running such a distance wouldn't be easy.
Seeing Oscar and Ning Rongrong run out, Flanders pointed to Tang San and said: "You come with me alone."
Tang San nodded and at the same time waved to Xiao Wu who wanted to follow. Only then did he follow Flender into the Academy with large strides.
Flanders's office was also his residence, not far from the small field where Tang San and Zhao Wuji had fought yesterday. The room's layout was very simple, with only a few things that were necessary.
Flanders sat behind his desk and looked at Tang San, his eyes suddenly revealing a complicated light, "How is Maestro?"
Tang San nodded and said: "Teacher is very good."
Flanders looked at him with some surprise, "You are his student? No wonder, no wonder he even gave you this belt. That day when I saw you wearing this belt, coupled with your age, I knew you would come to my Shrek Academy, but I didn't expect you to be his disciple. At that time, he once told me that one day he would cultivate a genius Soul Master, shocking the continent. It seems that you are his choice. "
Tang San raised his hand and wiped his Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges, handing a letter to Flanders, "Before I set off, Teacher told me to pass the academy's examination and be accepted, then give this letter to the dean."
After listening to Tang San's words, a trace of sadness flashed in Flanders's eyes, but also a trace of a smile, "He is still so stubborn. This is his style. This guy, finally knows to contact me? "
As he spoke, he slowly opened the envelope and took out the white letter inside. Tang San clearly saw that when Flanders opened the letter, his hand was trembling slightly.
Tang San didn't know what was written in the letter, he could only look at Flanders's constantly changing expression.
Flanders was sometimes happy, sometimes angry, and sometimes happy, angry, sad, and happy. Almost all kinds of different emotions appeared on his face.
"Good, good, you old man. You old bastard, do you really want to prove something? What is there to prove? Don't you know, actually … "
Flanders seemed to become a little crazy, his mouth saying something that Tang San couldn't understand.
Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at Tang San, "Since you are his proof, you must not let him down. You go, quickly go and prepare for the evening class. It won't be easy. "
The task that Maestro gave to Tang San had already been completed, although this dean Flanders gave him a very strange feeling, he didn't have the mood to think about it. After the battle with Zhao Wuji, Tang San discovered that he had a lot of weaknesses. If he had the time, he might as well train.
While Tang San and the others were training on their own, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were running outside the academy.
"Oscar, how far is this lap?" Ning Rongrong's voice was a little helpless.
At the beginning, she was still full of confidence. Even though she was an Auxiliary Type Soul Master, when she was at home, her father had always asked her to train her body, and what he said was almost exactly the same as what Flanders had said before. Therefore, her body wasn't bad. Although she couldn't compare to a Battle Soul Master, long periods of training not only gave her a healthy body, but she was also especially good at running.
However, from the time they left the academy until now, Ning Rongrong actually hadn't completed a single lap under Oscar's guidance. It had already been a long time. If they continued at this speed, let alone lunch, they might not even be able to eat dinner. Moreover, their stamina was constantly decreasing, and it was impossible to maintain this speed.
Oscar smiled bitterly, "When we left, I already said that this was an impossible mission. But don't be afraid, us two Auxiliary Type Soul Masters are together, why would we be afraid of starving? Do you want to eat … "
Ning Rongrong shot him a glance. Even though she was still young, her soft and charming expression held some amorous feelings.
Oscar's bones turned somewhat soft under her gaze. Smiling mischievously, he said in a low voice: "I, your father, have a big sausage." Light flashed, and a fragrant sausage already appeared in his hand, handing it over to Ning Rongrong.
"This sausage of mine, the first spirit ring ability is recovery. Not only can it promote the healing of injuries, it also has the effect of restoring stamina. Eat some. With the support of my sausage, let alone running twenty laps, even running two hundred laps, we still don't need to worry about food. "
Ning Rongrong somewhat strangely looked at Oscar, suddenly saying extremely valiant words, "I, your mother, still have two slices of thick bread. Eat your head. "
Finished speaking, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda floated out, agility assisting, speed abruptly increasing, running forward.
"Eh … …" Oscar's entire body stared blankly a moment. Let alone him, even if Tang San or Dai Mubai were here, hearing Ning Rongrong this kind of elegant girl unexpectedly say such words, perhaps they would also feel it was inconceivable. They didn't know, what kind of role Ning Rongrong had in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School. And Ning Rongrong herself finally couldn't hold back, revealing a bit of her true nature.
… …
Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School. Official Hall.
On the north side of the hall, sitting north facing south was a large chair carved from sourwood. The back of the chair was inlaid with an enormous jade. The jade was dark green, emitting a faint warm aura. It was precisely a piece of top quality warm jade.
Sitting upright on the sourwood chair was a person, this person's face like a crown jade, nose straight and mouth square, appearance elegant and gentle, wearing a spotlessly white robe without a speck of dust. Looking to be about forty years old, gaze gentle, no matter how one looked he was like an ordinary person. A head of soft black hair draped over his back, everything looking so casual, without any pretense. Right now, he was looking at a kneeling youth below, wearing a white tight fitting attire.
"Reporting to school master, young miss has already arrived at Shrek Academy, and succeeded in passing the exam." The youth respectfully said.
The middle-aged man nodded, his expression revealing a trace of helplessness, "This little ancestor going out to temper herself is good, otherwise Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School will be overturned by her. How is Shrek Academy's situation? "
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