"Wow~ Are these our school uniforms and team uniforms?"
"So pretty, even better looking than the clothes we just bought!"
"They fit perfectly. It seems Mr. Su knows my measurements by heart. Mr. Su, are you very interested in my body~"
"Are elders always very concerned about the growth of their Juniors?"
"Quick, let our Senior Sister Rongrong see how your body is!"
"No~"
In the urban area of Heaven Dou City, at the peach blossom Spring Villa, in the courtyard, after receiving their school uniforms and team uniforms in their sizes, the academy's students tried them on and were all very satisfied.
Mysterious Eastern aesthetics, forever the best.
"Grandpa Sword, why are you here!"
But at that very moment, after the people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who delivered the team uniforms left, an old man emerged. He wore an immaculate snow-white robe, had white hair and beard, with his silver hair neatly combed back, and an ancient appearance, yet his Face was as delicate as a baby's.
The old man's expression was indifferent. He just stood there quietly, not speaking, only looking at Su Ran.
But just by standing there, he exuded a feeling of being supreme over all things in heaven and earth.
It wasn't until Ning Rongrong recognized him and ran to him, calling out to him in surprise.
Only then did Chen Xin's Face show a slight smile:
"Oh, my little darling, you're back but you didn't come to see Grandpa. Grandpa Sword missed you terribly."
"Hmph, really?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head slightly, acting spoiled.
"Of course it's true. If Sect Master hadn't stopped me from looking for you, Grandpa Sword would have gone to Soto City to see you a year ago."
Chen Xin said earnestly.
"I think that's just Grandpa Sword's excuse. You didn't even see me defeat Grandpa Bone."
"Grandpa Sword would never lie to our little princess. I know about that. Grandpa's little princess is amazing. That old Bone Douluo is old now. Our little princess is truly incredible and will definitely be stronger than all of us in the future."
Chen Xin's eyes were filled with doting affection for Ning Rongrong, as well as some astonishment.
He had heard about Rongrong's progress from Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi.
He was still somewhat in disbelief that Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had evolved into the Nine Treasure Golden Body Glazed Tile, which not only changed the destiny of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Spirit owner but was also said to be able to fight against attack system Spirit Masters.
"That's natural. When the time comes, Grandpa Sword, you all better not be unconvinced by my power! Who told me I have the best and most amazing teacher in the entire continent!"
"But why didn't Father let Grandpa Sword come find me? Father himself has been to our academy several times."
Ning Rongrong's eyes showed some confusion.
"Because this old sword fanatic, after hearing me and your father say that your teacher's swordsmanship is no less than his, was unconvinced and wanted to spar with your teacher in swordsmanship."
A black vortex appeared beside Chen Xin, and Gu Rong's figure emerged, speaking lightly.
"You old Bone Douluo, why did you follow again? Weren't you with Sect Master at the imperial palace preparing for tomorrow's Spirit Master tournament opening ceremony?"
Chen Xin glanced at Gu Rong, a little impatient.
Gu Rong spread his hands: "It's just that Sect Master wasn't at ease and specifically asked me to watch you, lest you disturb Dean Su's peace. I didn't expect you to actually come looking for trouble."
Upon hearing Gu Rong's words, Ning Rongrong understood. Her small Face immediately puffed up, a hint of anger appearing on her Face as she stomped her foot:
"Alright, Grandpa Sword, you don't care about me at all! You want to bully my teacher! I'm not going to talk to you anymore!!!"
It's one thing not to care about me, but to actually want to fight with my teacher! I really can't tolerate this!
"Exactly, exactly. Your Grandpa Sword, this scoundrel, loves to cause trouble the most. He even wants to fight Mr. Su, who taught our little princess so well. He's truly too wicked. Little princess, don't ever talk to your Grandpa Sword again."
Gu Rong couldn't help but laugh. Chen Xin, that fellow, didn't know that Mr. Su was Rongrong's inverse scale.
"You dead Bone Douluo, are you looking for a beating? Stop trying to sow discord between our grandfather and granddaughter here."
Chen Xin glared at Gu Rong in annoyance, then quickly comforted Ning Rongrong:
"My little darling, how could Grandpa not care about you? Ever since you secretly snuck out of the Sect, Grandpa Sword has been thinking every day about whether our little princess would encounter danger or suffer hardships outside."
"As for bullying your teacher, that's simply out of the question. Throughout the entire continent, for Grandpa Sword to draw his sword and spar with someone, it is the other party's honor. If it were an ordinary person, Grandpa Sword wouldn't even bother."
Chen Xin was speaking the truth. As the continent's number one sword Spirit Master, unmatched in his field, the Spirit Masters who could catch his eye were few and far between, and sword-type Spirit Masters who could make him draw his sword were even rarer.
"Hmph, Grandpa Sword, you're truly arrogant. It's Grandpa Sword's honor to be able to spar with Teacher."
Ning Rongrong pouted. Although she understood some of Grandpa Sword's explanation, she was still unhappy.
"Oh... my little princess... you..."
Chen Xin was speechless. Rongrong, this girl, after only a year or two apart, how could she turn against him and not give him any Face?
"Alright, Rongrong, Teacher isn't as fragile as you think."
"It's better to meet than to hear about. Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo, I am Rongrong's teacher, Su Ran."
Su Ran's demeanor surpassed Chen Xin's. Both wore white, but Su Ran carried a worldly aura of peach blossoms, while Chen Xin exuded a stronger sword light.
It was precisely Su Ran's extraordinary and ethereal aura that made Chen Xin look at him with admiration. Only those who cultivated the sword heart would know how rare such an untainted aura was.
"Hmm, thank you for your hard work in teaching our little princess. I heard from Fengzhi about you, Dean Su Ran of Peach Garden Academy, unparalleled in the world, rarely seen among men, who taught Rongrong very well, with exquisite and peerless swordsmanship."
Chen Xin looked at him with a hint of curiosity and appreciation:
"You must have heard what old Bone Douluo just said. I solemnly declare that I am absolutely not a despicable person who bullies the weak, but Fengzhi and this old Bone Douluo have repeatedly said that your swordsmanship is no less than mine. I genuinely wish to experience it, which is why I came uninvited."
"If Dean Su is willing, I, Chen, will only compare swordsmanship with Dean Su, not spirit power or Spirit Abilities. I will only spar with you using this wooden sword.
The tournament is about to begin. If Dean Su is tired and unwilling to spar, I, Chen, will not force the issue."
Chen Xin cupped his hands slightly. If it were anyone else, he would never have this attitude.
Although old Bone Douluo usually disagreed with him, they had been old friends for so many years. He knew very well that if a young dean's swordsmanship could earn such praise and be said to be no less than his own, then this young dean would definitely not be an ordinary person.
Gu Rong was also a bit surprised that this old sword fanatic, having already shown up, still gave Su Ran the right to refuse.
Haha, perhaps a large part of this was due to Rongrong's influence.
Ning Rongrong was still holding Su Ran's arm, glaring at Grandpa Sword, and said softly to Su Ran:
"Teacher, ignore Grandpa Sword. He's a guardian Douluo of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He's been practicing his sword for at least seventy or eighty years. It's completely unfair to Teacher."
If Chen Xin dared to use force, Ning Rongrong, that little devil, would probably throw a tantrum at him on the spot.
"Rongrong, go on."
"Since Sword Douluo has come to ask for a sword, it would be impolite of me to refuse."
Su Ran stroked Ning Rongrong's head. Ning Rongrong enjoyed the feeling of her teacher's large hand rubbing her head, stretching her neck like a kitten.
It would be even more comfortable if Teacher's large hand could rub her other heads.
After sending Ning Rongrong to a safe place, Su Ran lightly waved his white sleeve, and a peach branch appeared.
With the peach branch at his fingertips, Su Ran said lightly:
"Please."
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