Tang Lan condensed a spirit ball and casually pushed it forward.
Zhao Wuji eagerly accepted it.
After saying his farewells, he ran off to the side to study it diligently.
If he didn't have to keep his gravity spirit skill active, he would have disappeared in an instant!
Flender watched, his expression complex.
He also coveted the Lingbo Weibu.
But unlike Zhao Wuji, he had the ties of Shrek Academy holding him back.
If he, as the dean, were to join the Tang Sect…
Who would be in charge of Shrek Academy?
And how would his disciple, Ma Hongjun, handle the situation?
So he couldn't help but watch.
Fortunately.
The other three teachers at Shrek Academy were all dedicated to teaching and had no intention of joining the Tang Sect.
"Whoosh——"
"Whoosh——"
"Whoosh——"
It was Oscar swinging his hammer.
The hundred-jin forging hammer, amplified by gravity, was now three times heavier.
As a support-type Spirit Master, Oscar's hand holding the hammer was trembling.
However, he gritted his teeth and persevered, his willpower astonishing.
Unfortunately,
after swinging the hammer about ten times, his hands would lose their grip due to exhaustion.
Physical strength couldn't be enhanced simply by willpower.
But Oscar was a support-type Spirit Master.
"I've got a big sausage!"
He ate three recovery sausages in a row, restoring some of his stamina.
Oscar continued swinging the hammer, blood splattering on the handle, yet he didn't falter in the slightest.
This pleased Flender greatly.
Oscar had never caused him much worry when it came to training.
Then he looked at Ma Hongjun, and his hatred surged! He needed to be thoroughly drilled!
That day, Oscar swung the hammer 1,430 times, exceeding his target.
The cost was blurred hands, exhaustion, and depleted spirit power.
At dinner, he couldn't even hold his spoon. A distressed Shao Xin fed him a few candy beans and carried him back to the dorm.
Xiao Wu watched, feeling a bit sorry for him.
"Tang San, Oscar's attitude is pretty good. Do we really need to stick to seven days?"
Tang San was also surprised.
The number of times he swung his hammer in a day was only a little over three thousand – and that was with the help of the Chaotic Splitting Wind Hammer Technique.
Oscar could actually…
But for him to accept a disciple, he was equally unwilling.
"Let's see," Tang San said, evading the question.
Xiao Wu pouted, looking to Tang Lan for help – You need to manage your little brother!
Tang Lan also thought…
This is a good idea!
Tang San taking in an apprentice was to repay a life-saving grace. He could teach him a little and then let him go.
But Oscar couldn't be treated the same way!
We'll be seeing each other every day from now on, still in the same academy.
Wouldn't it be a bit much if I didn't show some real skills?
But if I put my heart into teaching, it would definitely delay my cultivation time.
Excellent!
He immediately gestured with his hand, telling Xiao Wu not to rush.
He spoke, saying—
"Xiao San, a true man stands by his word."
"Since we agreed on seven days, not even one day less is acceptable."
"Let's see if Oscar can hold on."
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, I'm not here to be a persuader.
He immediately nodded in agreement.
But he vaguely felt that something wasn't right.
"Brother! Why are you making things worse?" Xiao Wu complained.
Tang Lan smiled mysteriously, offering no explanation.
Tang San, worried that Xiao Wu would convince Tang Lan, quickly ate a few bites and got up to leave.
"Brother, I'm going back to work on the scope first."
Before Tang Lan could respond, he vanished, his feet moving with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Tang Lan then slowly said,
"The Tang Sect doesn't have anything suitable for Oscar besides Lingbo Weibu."
"Firearm soul tools are powerful, but they're also expensive."
"The bullets alone require at least a hundred refinements of steel. An Uzi fires 100 rounds in 2 seconds. Ning Rongrong can afford to splurge, but can Oscar?"
Xiao Wu blinked, seemingly agreeing. The others also nodded in agreement.
Only Ning Rongrong was rather displeased.
"Sect Master, don't make it sound like I'm just a naive, rich girl."
Tang Lan shrugged.
I don't know if he's an idiot, but he's got a lot of money, anyway.
He continued, "Xiao San's talent is also pretty good. My firearm Soul Guidance Device was inspired by his hidden weapons."
"Hidden weapons are about quality over quantity, focusing on a single, decisive strike, catching the enemy off guard, which suits Oscar better."
"Also, Xiao San's self-created soul skills, if Oscar can learn them, he won't fear other Soul Masters of the same rank."
Oh ho!
So, Tang San had this talent, too?
Wait a minute!
He's been here for several days, but I haven't seen Tang San use it?
Thinking back to when Tang San was forging iron,
he never directly created a prototype like Tang Lan.
He's very protective of his own stuff.
Although that's understandable, it's hard not to compare them!
Look at Tang Lan.
He created the Tang Sect using his self-created soul skills, and also contributed soul tools to strengthen the Heaven Dou Empire.
How selfless!
Then look at Tang San, hiding everything!
If Tang Lan hadn't brought it up today, I wouldn't have known he had that trick up his sleeve.
So... I understand Tang San's actions, but I despise his limited vision!
[Host has caused Tang San's reputation at Shrek Academy to decrease, seizing a small amount of Tang San's luck!] [Reward:
Tsk! This reward is a pleasant surprise.
In the corner, Ma Hongjun watched the harmonious group, silent.
He didn't understand why he was isolated? Especially difficult to understand, Tang Lan was willing to accept even Dai Mubai, and was so considerate of Oscar.
Yet, he wouldn't accept Ma Hongjun? 'He must still be holding a grudge from when I offended him!'
'I didn't mean to, and I already apologized.'
Ma Hongjun looked aggrieved.
But no one paid him any attention.
Zhu Zhuqing finished her meal first, stood up, washed her plate, and headed towards the training ground.
It looked like she was going to do extra training.
Dai Mubai followed her in silence.
Xiao Wu tugged at Tang Lan's clothes, her eyes conveying a question: Can you really be at ease with this?
Tang Lan shrugged indifferently.
Zhu Zhuqing was someone who admired strength, not to mention the fact that she had acknowledged him and even contributed an External Spirit Bone.
Her eyes had been a little off when she looked at Tang Lan in the past few days.
—The fact that something was off could be seen in her cold eyes, showing how strong her emotions were.
If Dai Mubai went over now, he would just get the cold shoulder.
But Xiao Wu couldn't understand this.
Seeing that Tang Lan didn't do anything, she stomped her foot fiercely!
She actually caught up to Zhu Zhuqing and went to the training ground with her, arm in arm.
Tang Lan was confused.
If Dai Mubai could win back Zhu Zhuqing, shouldn't Xiao Wu be the first to agree?
Why was she helping Tang Lan block his rival in love?
"I really envy you," Ning Rongrong sighed. "Your little wife is jealous, but she still helps you chase girls, it's great!"
"Huh? Help me chase?" Tang Lan asked, puzzled. "How did you figure that out?"
Ning Rongrong chuckled.
"Sect Master, so even you have things you don't understand," she teased.
Tang Lan narrowed his eyes. You're rebelling against me?
Ning Rongrong sensed danger and quickly explained everything.
"Your talent is too dazzling; Xiao Wu can't handle it alone."
"So, she probably figured it out and wants to team up with Zhu Zhuqing to keep other women out."
"That's probably the gist of it."
Tang Lan blinked.
"Huh?"
"You can interpret it like that?"
"How are you so sure?" Tang Lan questioned, a hint of doubt in his voice.
Ning Rongrong's expression turned a little sour at the remark.
"Like you said, I didn't have any friends growing up, so besides playing pranks, all I could do was read."
"What kind of books do kids like to read? Aren't they all about idols, romance, and love?"
"So, even though I haven't dated, I'm still very experienced!"
Could it really be like that? Tang Lan gave Ning Rongrong a thumbs up.
Without a second thought, Ning Rongrong laughed and held out her small hand.
"So, Uncle Tang, shouldn't you give your junior a little welcoming gift?"
Tang Lan: "..."
So, that's what you were waiting for?
Ning Fengzhi really dotes on his daughter. He left the moment the person was gone, yet he could still notify Ning Rongrong.
Tang Lan also put on airs.
"If Niece Ning wants a welcoming gift, shouldn't you first kowtow?"
Ning Rongrong immediately put her hands away.
"Hmph!"
"I'm not even suited for the Immortality Seal Technique, so I don't need this 'gift'!"
He turned and left.
Tang Lan chuckled.
Once news of the True Martial Seven截 Array spread, Ning Rongrong would naturally come begging to get it back.
He'd have to take advantage of that, and drag it out a bit.
And as a combined array formation, the True Martial Seven截 Array tested teamwork more than proficiency.
In terms of inner force cultivation, the True Martial Seven截 Array might be slightly faster than Lingbo Weibu, but it couldn't cultivate inner force, external skills, and movement techniques simultaneously.
So, support types like Ning Rongrong usually focus on Lingbo Weibu during normal times.
The True Martial Seven截 Array, there isn't much difference whether you learn it earlier or later.
That night.
Xiao Wu directly activated her third spirit skill, Instant Transmission, and flashed into Tang Lan's dorm.
They began dual cultivation.
"Still, my brother's bed is the most comfortable!" Xiao Wu snuggled in.
Tang Lan flicked her forehead, and she looked dazed.
He was digesting the information about the True Martial Seven截 Array.
Tang Lan was also defeated.
Ever since Zhu Zhuqing appeared, Xiao Wu had become increasingly unrestrained with him.
Before, during dual cultivation, they just held hands.
Now, during dual cultivation, they had to stick together!
Xiao Wu would stir up Tang Lan's desires, then use Instant Transmission to run away.
It was infuriating!
No way!
He had to punish her today!
The sun rose in the east.
Xiao Wu fled Tang Lan's dorm in a panic, her mouth puffed out as if swollen.
Tang Lan stood at the door, stretching with a refreshing air.
Humming "Today is a Good Day," he headed towards the cafeteria.
Although he no longer needed to eat, Shao Xin's cooking was superb; eating was a joy.
"Creak—"
The adjacent dorm room door opened, and Tang San, with a bird's nest for hair, rushed out.
"Brother!"
"I've finished!"
"10x Scope!"
Oh?
Tang Lan took the scope and held it up in front of his eyes, looking around.
"Whoa——"
What is this thing?
It's big, white, and… bouncy?
He put down the scope.
He saw Zhu Zhuqing take a robe out of her storage ring and put it on.
Good heavens!
Tang Lan's actions just now were no different from sticking it right in front of her chest!
Ahem!
Tang Lan put the scope into the Blue King and tossed a spirit orb to Tang San.
It was one of the True Martial Seven截 Array techniques.
While Tang San was in the midst of his comprehension.
Tang Lan walked side by side with Zhu Zhuqing towards the cafeteria.
Xiao Wu had reported everything that happened last night.
Dai Mubai had sought to come clean with Zhu Zhuqing, only to be rejected without mercy.
Furthermore, she immediately broke off their engagement.
Fortunately,
Dai Mubai was in the wrong, so there wasn't any drama of the "thirty years east of the river" type.
However,
In the original novel,
Zhu Zhuqing enrolled at Shrek Academy, wasn't it just for Dai Mubai?
Now, rejecting him without any room for negotiation, who could it be for?
Sausage Uncle Oscar?
The isolated fatty, Ma Hongjun?
Or Tang San, overshadowed by Tang Lan's brilliance?
It could only be Tang Lan, who possessed a Martial Soul fusion skill, had a higher compatibility, and whose talent was far superior.
Since Zhu Zhuqing had made her stance clear, Xiao Wu also chose to accept the reality.
So, what was Tang Lan hesitating for?
Launch an attack!
"You're a bit late today, were you too tired from training last night?" Tang Lan asked with concern.
"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing said briefly, "My muscles are sore, my reactions are slow, and I woke up late."
"Oh? My inner energy has healing effects, do you want to give it a try?" Tang Lan suggested, "Don't let it affect today's training."
I don't know if it was because of training, or something else.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded decisively.
"How do we treat it?"
"Simple, you don't move, I'll do the moving."
Tang Lan took Zhu Zhuqing's hand.
Soft and smooth, the feeling was excellent.
He channeled his Nine Yang Divine Skill's internal energy. The scorching energy circulated within Zhu Zhuqing's meridians, clearing the hidden injuries accumulated from training.
The process felt like soaking in a hot spring, very comfortable.
"Mmm~"
Swish——
Zhu Zhuqing, with her Martial Soul, the Netherworld Spirit Cat, activated Lingbo Weibu and vanished in a flash.
Leaving Tang Lan dumbfounded.
He'd initially thought he'd misheard.
But Zhu Zhuqing's actions were just like covering her ears while stealing a bell, weren't they?
He hadn't expected the seemingly cold Zhu Zhuqing to actually... 'ying ying ying?' Cold on the outside, warm on the inside?
A total gem!
The female leads are tentatively Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. Brothers, are there any other beloved concubines you have in mind?
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