"Oscar, just how far is this lap?" Ning Rongrong's voice carried a hint of helplessness.
At first, she had been full of confidence. Even though she was a support-type Soul Master, her father had always required her to exercise at home, saying almost exactly what Frand had said earlier.
So her body was in good condition. Though she could not match a battle Soul Master, long-term training had given her a healthy physique, and she was especially skilled at running.
However, since leaving the academy until now, under Oscar's guidance, Ning Rongrong had not even completed a single lap. Quite some time had already passed. At this pace, it was questionable whether she would even make it to lunch, let alone dinner. Moreover, her stamina was continuously decreasing, making it impossible to maintain this speed.
Oscar forced a smile. "I told you from the start, this is an impossible task. But don't worry, two support-type Soul Masters together won't go hungry. Want to eat a little—"
Ning Rongrong gave him a glance. Though still young, her soft, alluring eyes carried a hint of charm. Oscar felt his knees go weak and chuckled. "I've got a big sausage!"
In a flash of light, a fragrant sausage appeared in his hand, which he handed to Ning Rongrong.
"This sausage's first Soul Ring skill is Recovery. It can promote wound healing and restore stamina. Eat some. Whether it's twenty laps or two hundred, we don't need to worry about food."
Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar oddly, then suddenly said something extremely bold, "I also have two thick pieces of bread. Eat this!" With that, the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda floated out, agility support applied, and she dashed forward with greatly increased speed.
"Uh…" Oscar froze. Not only him, but even Tang San or Dai Mubai would find it hard to believe that a young, graceful girl like Ning Rongrong could say something so brash.
They didn't know what kind of role Ning Rongrong held in the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Sect.
And Ning Rongrong herself could no longer contain her true nature.
…
After applying the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda's speed enhancement and running a while, Ning Rongrong felt she could no longer continue.
"It's too long, I'm done running!" she muttered, heading toward the main road to go to Soto City for a big meal, then maybe browse the city.
After all, the young mistress had snuck out from her sect to have fun. Studying was just secondary.
The Shrek Academy was merely a pretense for fun.
Just as Ning Rongrong was about to leave the academy, on the main road ahead, a figure appeared leaning against a tree, seemingly waiting for some time.
"Teacher Tang, what a coincidence. How are you here?" Ning Rongrong looked at the figure with a twinge of guilt. After all, students skipping class cannot pretend nothing is wrong when facing a teacher.
"Ning Rongrong, where are you going?" Yun Chuan, waiting here like a hunter, watched her with a half-smile, thinking, "Finally caught this little witch."
"I… I…" Ning Rongrong's sapphire-like eyes darted back and forth, thinking of excuses. But she ultimately decided to tell the truth. After all, in her eyes, the principal was just making things difficult for her.
"I'm going to Soto City," she said, giving up pretense.
"Oh, going to Soto City?" Yun Chuan nodded knowingly, then tilted his head slightly and said, "But did you forget something?"
"What? Forget something? I have a good memory, I didn't forget anything!" Ning Rongrong's heart skipped a beat, but she feigned ignorance, hoping to bluff her way through.
"I remember Principal Frand gave you a task to run twenty laps around the village. Did you finish those twenty laps?" Seeing her still pretending, Yun Chuan spoke frankly.
Seeing Yun Chuan tear off the facade, Ning Rongrong gave up pretense, her face changing as she admitted, "Yes, I didn't finish. But that principal was just making things difficult; twenty laps is impossible to complete."
Yun Chuan looked at her dumbfounded. Though twenty laps was a lot, Ning Rongrong's current strength could have done it with effort. She would just be tired. But clearly, the pampered Ning Rongrong was unwilling to suffer.
Seeing Yun Chuan's expression, her own grew worse. She stopped pretending altogether. "Tang Chuan! Don't think that calling you 'teacher' means you can really control me. Don't meddle! If you want me to go back, forget it!"
With that, Ning Rongrong took a few steps forward.
"Heh, finally showing her true nature," Yun Chuan laughed lightly, shaking his head. "As long as you're a student at Shrek, I'm still your teacher. So today, if you don't finish those twenty laps, you won't leave! I usually wouldn't touch a girl, but sometimes exceptions are necessary."
"…" Ning Rongrong's steps froze.
"If you don't want to suffer, you'd better return obediently," he continued calmly. To deal with this spoiled young mistress, flattery would only make her arrogant. Only by shattering her pride and showing her vulnerability could he leave a deep impression.
Leaving a deep impression meant that, win or lose, at least half the battle of 'strategizing' her was already achieved.
The usually gentlemanly Yun Chuan now displayed a rare straightforwardness. His iron-faced, impartial demeanor was all part of the plan.
Listening to Yun Chuan's calm yet forceful words, Ning Rongrong's face turned iron blue. She finally exploded, glaring at him with her beautiful eyes. "Who gave you the right to control me? This is just an academy! Tang Chuan, if you dare hit me, you can't handle the consequences!"
Used to being spoiled, everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Sect obeyed her. But this man, though handsome… dared to block her! Ning Rongrong could not tolerate it.
"Of course, it's the principal's authority that allows me to supervise you," Yun Chuan said lightly, subtly setting a trap for Frand. If the sect's two top Title Douluos came to complain, the first person they'd confront would be the principal. As for him? Who knows if he'd still be in the academy by then.
"If you think this is just an academy and you don't need to follow rules, then you can leave! As for consequences? Do you think I, Tang Chuan, fear the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda?" His calm tone carried a powerful aura, forcing Ning Rongrong to step back several paces.
Yes, a Soul Saint at twenty-five.
What did this mean? At the very least, he could become a Title Douluo in the future.
And to become a Soul Saint at such a young age—a prodigy of the world! Without a major backing, even Ning Rongrong herself wouldn't believe it. Using the sect to intimidate him probably wouldn't work.
"Tang Chuan, don't scare me! I'm not leaving the academy!" Despite knowing Yun Chuan's background, Ning Rongrong, the beloved jewel of the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Sect, wasn't intimidated. Instead, she raised her round chin and commanded, "Move out of my way! I'm hungry!"
"All right then."
Unexpectedly, Yun Chuan nodded and stepped aside, clearing her path.
Ning Rongrong had no time to rejoice before Yun Chuan's next words froze her expression.
"I'll go back and tell the principal that you're not fit for the academy, pack your things, and have you leave."
"You!"
Ning Rongrong glared, her eyes filled with fury. She had always found his eyes beautiful, but now they seemed hateful. Her face darkened again. "Don't go too far! Tang Chuan! You may be a Soul Saint, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda has Title Douluos! If you bully me, you'll regret it!"
"Wow! Title Douluos… I'm so scared~" Yun Chuan quickly put on a mock terrified expression, though it looked completely fake. "Then go call them here. I can't wait to see how strong a Title Douluo really is."
"You—!"
Ning Rongrong, seeing his mocking act, trembled with anger.
"Hmph! I don't believe you'd actually dare hit me!"
She huffed lightly and ignored him, walking forward. She didn't believe he would really lay a hand on her—no one had dared before.
Step by step, Ning Rongrong approached Yun Chuan, exuding the faint fragrance of a young lady, which subtly lifted his spirits.
As she was about to pass him, Yun Chuan knew he could wait no longer. Though it felt improper, he silently extended a foot and lightly tripped her leg.
"Bang!"
Off balance, Ning Rongrong fell to the ground.
After casually using a Godly Kick to trip her, Yun Chuan sighed lightly, "Ah, I didn't expect you to guess correctly. That's right, I didn't dare hit you, but I did dare to use my foot."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong seemed to explode. She scrambled up, her beautiful blue-green dress now dust-stained, and her delicate fair face smeared with dirt, completely ruining her elegance.
"You… you!"
Tears welled in her eyes. She glared at Yun Chuan, her face red. In all her life, this was the first time anyone dared treat her this way.
Good! Excellent!
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