Chapter 78: Ning Rongrong, Wearing a Short JK Skirt, Was Moved to Tears by Tang San. Zhu Zhuqing, Upon Seeing This, Wanted to Kill Dai Mubai
Flender, incensed, pointed at Ning Rongrong's pink JK uniform. "Yes, I'm just a Soul Sage, but this is my academy. Look at your outfit—thighs practically exposed! This is for training, not flaunting your charm!"
"What? You control what I wear?" Ning Rongrong snapped, glancing at her legs. The JK uniform, bold by Douluo standards, wasn't overly revealing, easing her worry. Initially hesitant to wear it outdoors, she'd chosen it to impress Tang San, its modern cut blending cuteness and allure perfectly with her petite, fair figure. On Zhu Zhuqing, it would've clashed, but on her, it was stunning.
Seeing Ning Rongrong's defiance, Flender lost patience. "You're here to train, not act like a spoiled lady. No one will coddle you. Disobey, and you're out." He turned to Dai Mubai. "Mubai, clear her belongings and expel her."
"Yes, Dean," Dai Mubai said, his eyes lingering on Ning Rongrong's figure, sparking her fury.
"How dare you, you sleazy yellow-haired creep!" she shouted, halting him. "No one's ever treated me like this. I'm not leaving!" She stole a glance at Tang San, her JK uniform worn for him.
Hu Liena, beside Tang San, noticed her shy look. "She's sneaking glances at Tang San?" Frowning, she thought, "A Blue Silver Grass support-type with no combat skills—how does he charm girls like her and Xiao Wu?" Studying Tang San, she noted his decent looks but sensed something deeper. "The teacher chose him as a disciple… there's more to him."
"Why're you staring?" Tang San asked, catching her gaze.
Hu Liena blushed, looking away. "Ning Rongrong's watching you. Don't you see? Go help her—if you've got the guts."
"No big deal," Tang San replied, recognizing Flender's tactic from the original novel: undermining Ning Rongrong's confidence. Flender compared her unfavorably to Zhu Zhuqing's speed, Xiao Wu's Level 29 spirit power, Oscar's innate full spirit power, and even Niu Dagang's control-type skills and mentorship under Yu Xiaogang.
"Niu Dagang's spirit power is Level 25, like yours, but he's a control-type with a great master," Flender sneered. "You're a support-type with no combat ability, yet you refuse to learn humbly. Who here can you compare to?"
"I… am I really the worst?" Ning Rongrong's confidence crumbled, tears welling up as she doubted herself. Flender's PUA tactics, likely learned from Yu Xiaogang, targeted her flaws, echoing her later insecurity in the original story.
Tang San, seeing her in the JK uniform he loved, refused to let Flender break her. Stepping forward, he said, "Dean, you're too harsh. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is the world's top support spirit. Ning Rongrong's stronger than me."
Flender looked surprised. Tang San smiled at Ning Rongrong. "I'm a support-type too, with similar spirit power, but my Blue Silver Grass can't compare to her Pagoda. If anyone's the worst, it's me."
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, touched by his self-deprecation to lift her spirits. "So, don't be sad, Rongrong," Tang San continued. "You're far stronger than a Blue Silver Grass support like me. If you don't want class tonight, go rest. I'll take you back."
He knew Flender's words didn't faze him—Flender and Yu Xiaogang were future enemies. But Ning Rongrong, fragile under Flender's attack, needed this.
"Tang San…" Ning Rongrong, realizing his intent, shed a tear, overwhelmed. Wiping it away, she smiled. "You're right—we're not the worst. That old man's talking nonsense. I'll listen to you and rest." She approached Tang San, her JK uniform swaying, leaving Flender stunned.
Flender hadn't expected Tang San to undo his lecture with a few words. Tang San, ignoring him, waved to Xiao Wu. "I'm taking Rongrong to the dorm. Stay here—I'll be back."
Xiao Wu nodded. "Got it, Third Brother." She saw his kindness, murmuring, "Third Brother's so good… I hope he becomes powerful."
Zhu Zhuqing watched, conflicted. Tang San's selflessness—comforting Ning Rongrong at his own expense—deepened her admiration. Compared to Dai Mubai, leering at Ning Rongrong's legs, Tang San was noble. "That creep," she thought, her desire to end her engagement with Dai Mubai growing. "If I killed him, would it cancel our betrothal?"
Hu Liena, observing, felt a mix of envy and curiosity. "That JK uniform's stunning, and Tang San's behind it," she thought. "He's more than he seems." Her fox eyes lingered on him, intrigued.
Tang Hao, hidden nearby, gripped his hammer. "Tang San's winning these girls and plotting something with that 'Dong'er' and Yu Xiaogang. I need to know more."
As Tang San escorted Ning Rongrong, her shy gratitude and the JK uniform's allure fueled his confidence. With the H2R, Infinite Steal, Rasengan, and Hu Liena's alliance, his plan to disgrace Yu Xiaogang was on track. Bibi Dong's arrival would ignite the Shura Field, and Zhu Zhuqing's murderous thoughts about Dai Mubai added new chaos.
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