The group headed towards the village, and as they passed a thatched hut, a group of men and women at the entrance caught their attention.
"Cuihua, are you leaving me too? I don't agree."
As he spoke, the red-haired fatty began a series of entanglements with the woman.
Xiao Wu, seeing this, felt her meddlesome soul surge, and she prepared to step forward and teach the red-haired fatty a lesson.
Dai Mubai, seeing this, quickly stopped her and explained:
"Uh, he's also a student at our academy, named Ma Hongjun. His Spirit is a bit special, it's not what you think."
Ma Hongjun seemed to have noticed the academy group as well. His sneaky eyes glanced over and immediately spotted the three beauties behind Dai Mubai. He didn't even bother with Cuihua anymore and went straight to the group.
Cuihua, seeing this, quickly took the opportunity to leave the village.
"Hello, beauties, my name is Ma Hongjun, a level 27 Great Soul Master. My Spirit is the Evil Fire Phoenix."
The three girls curled their lips in disdain and ignored him.
The fatty wasn't in a hurry and followed the group to the cafeteria, where Oscar was already inside.
At this time, he had shaved off his full beard, revealing the face that Ma Hongjun had described.
Seeing Ning Rongrong arrive, his pair of flirtatious eyes lit up slightly. This girl gave him a very different feeling, and he decided to put in some effort.
"You're here, come and sit down."
He enthusiastically greeted everyone to their seats, and Oscar looked at the fatty beside him.
At this moment, his eyes were wandering between the three girls, which made Dai Mubai very angry. Oscar was also speechless, he couldn't let him ruin his own target.
"By the way, have you met? This is Ma Hongjun, his Spirit is the Evil Fire Chicken."
"You're the chicken, I'm the Evil Fire Phoenix."
Ma Hongjun was immediately unhappy when he heard this guy burying him.
"Since when has there been such a fat phoenix?"
"I don't care, I'm a phoenix."
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong sighed inwardly. This wasn't some monster academy, it was just a camp for perverts, a perverted Tiger, a perverted Chicken, and a wretched uncle.
"Fatty, put your eyes away, don't look around."
"Boss Dai, you always leave me some soup after eating meat, or are you planning to take all three?"
Dai Mubai glanced at the little cat beside him with a guilty conscience. Seeing her look over with a look of contempt, he quickly scolded Ma Hongjun:
"Don't talk nonsense, you fat bastard, or I'll beat you into a dead chicken."
"Tch."
As they spoke, Oscar also brought the food to the table: Chow Yun-fat with pickles.
The sight of it made several people lose their appetite, only Tang San didn't mind and ate slowly and methodically. The suffering he had endured as a child was much greater than this.
"Speaking of which, is your academy really that poor? Can't even see any meat?"
Ning Rongrong used her spoon to stir the thin porridge in front of her. Forget about meat, there was barely any rice, and the water content was as high as 90 percent, comparable to that dog author.
Dai Mubai's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment upon hearing this. Originally, if you guys hadn't come, the three of us would most likely have been the last batch of students at the academy, because the dean said, 'Better to have none than to have substandard,' even if we can't recruit anyone, we won't accept mediocre talents.
If Ning Bei could hear these words, he would definitely tell him dismissively to just close down quickly and stop preying on those commoner geniuses.
"Why don't you have your dean go out and 'knock on doors'? That Teacher Zhao already has the cultivation of a Soul Sage, the dean's cultivation must be even higher, right?"
Dai Mubai and the others looked at Ning Rongrong with puzzled expressions.
"Knock on doors?"
"Uh, it's like asking the local gangsters to 'borrow' some money. My brother said that robbing from the rich is the fastest way to make money."
Ning Bei in the distance sneezed.
"Achoo! Strange, who's thinking about me?"
Dai Mubai and the others felt like they had discovered a new continent, expressing that they must mention this suggestion to the dean, especially Oscar, who was about to throw up from eating white porridge every day. Luckily, he had sausages.
As they were talking, the bell rang on the training field.
Xiao Wu looked at Dai Mubai with a puzzled expression.
"What's that sound?"
"Let's go quickly, the dean is calling us to assemble."
They arrived at the training field and stood still.
Just as everyone was thinking different things, a figure appeared in the center of the training field.
A shoehorn face with big glasses, who else could it be but Flander.
"Ahem, ahem, let me introduce myself, I am Flander, the dean of Shrek Academy, a level 78 Battle Soul Sage. Welcome, you little monsters, to enroll here. Please pay the tuition fee later, 100 Gold Soul Coins per year."
Ning Rongrong was secretly surprised. From the perspective of the teaching staff alone, this academy still had its merits. Just the Soul Sages alone had already appeared two of them, not to mention the Soul Emperor old man who recruited students.
"Ning Rongrong and Oscar, step forward."
"?????"
Ning Rongrong walked out of the group with a face full of doubt.
"As support-type Soul Masters, you must first learn to escape, so your course is to run twenty laps around the village."
"The rest of you, feel free to do your own thing for now, and gather again in the evening."
"Yes."
After speaking, Oscar immediately began his running laps task. Ning Rongrong glanced at the meticulous and wretched uncle with disdain, but did not take action. Instead, she directly called Xiao Wu to go to Soto City for lunch.
Ning Bei, who was on the side, looked at Oscar running laps alone and felt a little strange. Flander shouldn't have received Ning Fengzhi's letter this time, right? He still dares to play like this? Or is this old boy's goal to drive away the two young ladies?
Sure enough, when night fell and everyone gathered on the training field again, Flander directly called out Oscar with a gloomy face.
"Oscar, have you finished running twenty laps?"
"I'm done running."
"I'm asking, are you done running?"
Oscar glanced at Ning Rongrong behind him with conflicted peach blossom eyes, then made up his mind.
"We're done running."
"Very good. Since you like to protect her so much, run her share as well. I'll seal your Soul Power. Go."
As he spoke, he patted Oscar on the shoulder, indicating that he could start running laps.
Then, his eagle eyes looked at Ning Rongrong, who was kicking pebbles on the ground, seemingly unconcerned.
Flander sighed slightly in his heart. This one and the little rabbit should be the arrogant little miss that that lord spoke of. She really is conspicuous enough. It's best to send these two burdens back as soon as possible. Otherwise, if there's a slight mistake, Sword and Bone won't be joking with you.
"Ning Rongrong, are you done running?"
"No. Why would I run those stupid laps? I didn't even eat lunch."
"So you ran off to Soto City to eat and drink as you pleased?"
Ning Rongrong's expression changed, and a hint of displeasure rose in her heart.
"You're monitoring me? Flander, you're just a small Soul Sage. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, or you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Ning Rongrong's words caused a strange look to appear on Zhu Zhuqing and the others' faces. What an arrogant girl! But she probably has the capital to be so, otherwise she wouldn't be so stupid. However, the image of a refined young lady quietly shattered in their hearts.
Ning Bei watched Ning Rongrong, who was standing with her hands on her hips, angrily pointing at Flander, and found it amusing.
The well-behaved and cute her in front of himself and her elders only revealed her true nature when she went out.
"I am indeed just a small Soul Sage, and Shrek Academy can't compare to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's great wealth and influence, so you can leave now."
"And that girl behind you, level 40 is already enough to graduate from here. You don't need to enroll either."
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's faces stiffened slightly. What's going on? They just secretly ran away from the sect, and their butts haven't even warmed up yet?
"Rongrong, what do we do? Go back?"
After hesitating for a while, Ning Rongrong glared at Flander.
"You think I'll go back just because you tell me to? Wouldn't that be a loss of face? I'm not leaving."
As she spoke, she crossed her arms and looked elsewhere.
Flander thought to himself that it wasn't that simple after all. Several hundred Gold Soul Coins were not easy to earn.
"Then I'll say the ugly things first. If you want to stay in the academy, you must obey orders like the other students. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more comfortable for you to go directly back to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Why stay here?"
Ning Rongrong felt a burst of frustration and almost wanted to flip the table and go home, but she had finally made a trip out, and she didn't want to leave so quickly before finding a good next destination.
"Listen, then. Isn't it just twenty laps? I'll make them up for you together tomorrow morning."
Having had her physique strengthened by Whale Jelly, Ning Rongrong would no longer be the weakling she was in the original story. Twenty laps were easy for her; she just didn't want to run.
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