Tang San nodded and at the same time, he waved his hand behind him to signal Xiao Wu not to follow. Then, he followed Franander into the Academy with large strides.
Flanders' office, which was also his residence, was just next to the small arena where Tang San and Zhao Wuji had fought yesterday. The room was very simply furnished, with only a few essential items present.
Flender sat down behind his desk, looking at Tang San, and suddenly a complex light flashed in his eyes. "Master, are you okay?"
Tang San nodded and said, "The teacher is very good."
Flander looked at him with some surprise, "You're his student? No wonder, no wonder he gave you this belt. That day I saw you wearing this belt, plus your age, I knew you'd come to Shrek Academy, just didn't think that you'd be his apprentice. He once told me that one day he would cultivate a genius soul master, shocking the mainland. Looks like, you're his choice."
Tang San raised his hand and handed a letter to Flender on the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night, "Before departure, my teacher asked me to pass this letter to the Dean after I passed the college entrance exam."
After hearing Tang San's words, a hint of sadness and a hint of smile flashed in Flender's eyes. "He's still so stubborn. This is his style. This guy, has he finally figured out to contact me?"
As he spoke, he slowly opened the envelope and took out the clean white letter paper. Tang San clearly saw that Fran's hand was slightly trembling when opening the letter.
What was written in the letter, Tang San did not know, he could only look at Flender's constantly changing face.
Flanders was sometimes delighted and sometimes enraged; joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure - almost every emotion had appeared on his face.
"Alright, alright you old fellow. You old rascal, must you prove something? What is there to prove? Don't you know that actually..."
Flanders seemed to have gone a bit crazy, muttering words that Tang San couldn't understand.
Suddenly, he fiercely raised his head and stared at Tang San, "Since you are his proof, you must not let him down. You go now, quickly prepare for tonight's lesson. It won't be easy."
The task given to Tang San by the master has been completed. Although this Dean Flender makes him feel very strange, he doesn't have much mind to think about these things. After a battle with Zhao Wuji, Tang San discovered many of his weaknesses and thought that he should go cultivate instead.
Not to mention Tang San and others practicing on their own, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were currently running outside the academy.
"Oscar, just how far is this circle?" Ning Rongrong's voice was tinged with helplessness.
At the beginning, she was still full of confidence. Although she was an auxiliary soul master, her father had always required her to exercise at home. What he said was almost exactly the same as what Frande had said before. So, her body was not bad. Although it couldn't compare with that of a battle soul master, long-term exercise not only gave her a healthy physique but also made her especially good at running.
However, from leaving the college to now, Ning Rongrong has not even completed one circle under Oscar's lead, and a considerable amount of time has passed. At this speed, it's not just noon, but whether they can have dinner is also a problem. Moreover, their physical strength is constantly decreasing, making it impossible to maintain this speed all the time.
Oscar smiled wryly, "I said it when we came out, this is basically an impossible task. But don't worry, with two auxiliary system soul masters together, are you afraid of going hungry? Do you want to eat something..."
Ning Rongrong glanced at him, although she was still young, but her gentle and charming eyes had a few hints of charm.
Oscar's bones were a bit softened by her gaze, and with a sly smile, he said in a low voice: "I have a big sausage." A flash of light, a fragrant sausage appeared in his hand, and he handed it to Ning Rongrong.
"My sausage, the first soul ring skill is recovery. Not only can it promote wound healing, but also has the effect of restoring physical strength. Eat some. With my sausage support, let alone running twenty laps, even if we run two hundred laps, we don't have to worry about food problems."
Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar with a somewhat strange expression, and suddenly said a very fierce sentence, "I still have two slices of thick bread. Eat you up."
After finishing speaking, the Seven Treasures Luminous Tower floated out, adding agile assistance, and suddenly speeding up to run forward.
"Uh……" Oscar was stunned, and it wasn't just him - even if Tang San or Dai Mubai were here, they would have found it unbelievable that a girl as elegant as Ning Rongrong could say something like this. They didn't know what kind of corner Ning Rongrong occupied in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. And Ning Rongrong herself finally couldn't hold back and revealed her true nature.
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Qibao Liuli Zong. Council Chamber.
On the north side of the main hall, the main seat facing south is a large chair made of acid branch wood, with a huge piece of jade inlaid on the backrest. The jade is light green in color and emits a faint warm glow, which is indeed a top-grade warm jade.
A person sat at the top of a intricately carved wooden chair, with a face as white as jade, a straight nose and square mouth, looking refined and gentle. He wore a long white robe that was spotless. He looked to be in his 40s, with soft eyes that seemed ordinary. His black hair fell smoothly down his back, everything about him seemed effortless and natural. At this moment, he was gazing at a young man kneeling on the ground below, wearing a white martial arts uniform.
"Reporting back to the Master, Miss has already arrived at Shrek Academy and successfully enrolled." The young man said respectfully.
The middle-aged man nodded, a hint of helplessness flashing across his face. "It's good for this little ancestor to go out and temper herself, otherwise she would have turned the Seven Treasures Luminous Sect upside down. How is the situation at Shrek Academy?"
