Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"The 'Singer' has actually shown up?! Flander... I..."

"Shut up! You've been running away from problems for so many years, and you dare to spout nonsense when you know nothing!"

I'm not afraid to tell you, there's really no choice in this matter! Even if you don't do anything extra, we still have to do it!

But you've messed everything up!

The reason he didn't immediately agree to Yin Jin's request was because Yin Jin was somewhat aggressive, and he didn't quite understand why someone of his status would condescend to Shrek Academy. The key point was that the situation was still unclear, and he couldn't make a decision immediately.

Yu Xiaogang hastily made a decision for him, putting everyone in an awkward position. How could the play continue under such circumstances?

"Either go to your Spirit Hall, your Pope is completely useless! If you offend him, you will definitely face the complete suppression of the 'Singer' faction!"

Either stay here and wait for His Majesty Sword Douluo to personally come and abolish Shrek Academy! And implement the national policy of educational reform!

Either betray the Heaven Dou Empire and go to the Star Luo Empire to maintain the status quo, but Mu Bai is the third prince of Star Luo! How can you escape the royal struggle?

And you, you have just completely squandered their goodwill!

Miss Ning asserted that all students should achieve the title of Title Douluo. She, her teacher, and her teacher's teammates all accomplished such seemingly impossible miracles. Do you have that confidence and certainty?

Or, to put it another way, under the current education reforms, do you think Xiaoming or anyone else has jurisdiction?

After Flanders finished speaking, he plopped down in his seat, looking as if he had aged decades and was unusually dejected.

Seeing the dean's state, Qin Ming, who had been silent all along, sighed softly. Facing the bewildered Yu Xiaogang, he sighed again, wondering why this man was so confident.

Flander and Zhao Wuji were his respected teachers. What should have been a peaceful discussion that would have resulted in a happy ending has turned out like this.

Now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to be frank: "Master... let's just call you that for now..."

"The current education reform is beneficial to everyone."

Not to mention the Empire's precise subsidies for outstanding teachers and Soul Masters, recruiting some capable teachers is actually a way of eliminating those who eat but do no work.

Teachers who are formally employed by the state can share the state's resources, and most academic exchanges are open to the public unless they are core secrets of their respective clans. From this perspective, there are basically no problems with theoretical teaching.

Teachers like us are essentially providing practical lessons and specific guidance on cultivation for our students. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this aspect is difficult to explain theoretically, and that students need care and assistance when hunting for spirit rings, I don't know what the point of our existence would be if we teachers, who are not very proficient in theory, were to exist.

Even for us teachers, the ideas that Minister Yin brought were so appealing that we teachers would never miss his classes.

While it may seem that Minister Yin is being aggressive, he actually received orders from His Highness the Crown Prince. He consulted me thoroughly beforehand and came here intentionally.

Regardless of the motives of those powerful figures, at least the matter itself was well-intentioned.

After Qin Ming finished speaking, Flander understood the whole story even better. He thought of their years of friendship and didn't want to blame Yu Xiaogang too much. But what about the students who were affected?

"Xiao Gang, I know you did it to prove yourself, and for Tang San's sake."

But you shouldn't be so arrogant!

Even if we go to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy as you wish, I'm afraid we won't get a good outcome, and it might even have a negative impact on the children.

The equality and freedom of movement you expect—even if they grant you those, how can you stop the children's ambition? How can you stop the teachers' ambition?

……

In contrast, the outdoor scene was relatively harmonious.

When Yin Jin and Ning Huahua came out of Flander's office, the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team were still in the square, while the seven members of Shrek Academy, except for Ning Rongrong who was still exchanging pleasantries, included Qian Shuishui who had returned to her dormitory.

Upon seeing Yin Jin's arrival, the group, who had been feeling bored, became serious.

"Teacher." The first person to greet Yin Jin was a girl dressed in black, with a black veil covering her face. She was slender, had long blue hair, and looked somewhat thin.

Yin Jin didn't reply, but nodded slightly apologetically.

...

'A beautiful girl with no background, no emotions, and no status—amazing!'

'? '

...

Beside her stood a woman with short, deep purple hair, exuding a heroic air. While not exceptionally beautiful, she possessed an eerie quality. Her pair of green eyes were quite strange, giving her a somewhat unsettling presence.

Ning Rongrong seemed to know her well, and upon seeing Ning Huahua behind Yin Jin, she deliberately asked, "Rongrong, this is...?"

"Ning Huahua!"

"Hello, Miss Rongrong." Ignoring this question, Yin Jin greeted Ning Rongrong directly.

"Minister Yin, what brings you here? Was it my father's or Brother Xue's idea?" Ning Rongrong was already angry. First, a sister suddenly appeared out of nowhere and told her that her marriage partner was someone she liked. Now, another acquaintance has come.

"We have some, and we'll be heading back soon, so Miss Rongrong, please be prepared."

How could she not understand Yin Jin's words? It was probably the Crown Prince's wedding, and there would be a grand banquet for guests. They were naturally among those invited. "I won't go back!"

This commotion created an awkward atmosphere, and Yin Jin could only look to Ning Huahua for help.

The latter shrugged, and Yin Jin could only bite the bullet and continue: "Miss Rongrong, it would be fine if it were just you alone, but since both of you are being so willful at the same time, if I'm not mistaken, your father will probably have to come over in person."

"You love Hui people!"

With a flick of her wrist, the young lady turned and headed towards her dormitory.

"Oh, Rongrong!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong leave, Ning Huahua patted Yin Jin on the shoulder, signaling him to arrange the next steps.

"Let's stay put and wait for your teacher, Qin Ming."

The crowd responded, "Yes!"

Glancing at the brightly lit Flanders dormitory, Yin Jin didn't pay much attention, because they had no other choice.

"Teacher, who is this person who looks a lot like Rongrong?"

"Prince...concubine!"

"what?"

...

At this moment, Qian Renxue was online and about to return to her dormitory. Qian Shui dared not detain her. Just as she opened the door, she saw Ning Rongrong taking off her shoes and socks with a wronged expression.

Chapter 192 Under the General Trend

Some people couldn't sleep that night, while others slept soundly—at least that was the case for the Shrek Academy students who knew nothing about it.

As is customary, Tang San is always the first to get up, but today, he was unexpectedly woken up by noise.

"Hey who is it! Why is it so noisy?" Oscar, who had just broken through to the Soul Master level, crawled out of bed, reverting to his usual bearded, middle-aged man appearance.

Tang San listened quietly for a while and then made a judgment: "It seems that someone is fighting with swords... no, they are exchanging blows!"

"what?"

They understood what had happened once they went outside.

The sun had not yet risen in the early morning, and the dim light did not make the vision particularly clear, but it could not stop the figures in the arena and the crowd of spectators.

The red slender sword is light and agile, yet its weight is profound. The collision of swords of the same origin is naturally as swift as a storm.

'Miss Qian naturally inherited Brother Shui's true skills and is even more adept than before.'

But this girl's playing style seems so familiar, almost like the chaotic yet incredibly fast style she used when she first met Brother Shui?

"Team Silver, their skills seem similar to yours, but the Crown Princess... Her Highness seems to be even stronger than you..."

Yin Jin glanced speechlessly at Qin Ming, who was giving him merciless comments. He felt quite helpless. His skills were naturally passed down from Qian Shui, but he mostly learned them on his own. Someone hadn't taught him much. The similar skills were all about speed.

"In the end, I am still a support, prioritizing stability, unlike them who are all-out attack and no retreat. I still prioritize defense and offense."

"really."

The two fighting in the arena were none other than Ning Huahua and Qian Shuishui. Besides Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong from the same dormitory, the onlookers included Yin Jin Qin Ming, as well as the members of the Royal Fighting Team who, in reality, had been training in the same spot all night.

"Zhuqing, can you see clearly?"

"reluctantly."

"Oh."

Ning Rongrong was not a Soul Master, nor had she done any basic training, making her difficult to see in the dim light.

Because of her martial spirit, Zhu Zhuqing's use of "barely" actually meant that she couldn't see the attack speed of the sword strikes.

The Royal Fighting Team, however, watched with great interest, occasionally letting out exclamations of surprise.

"Hey mistress, who's hitting me there? Why are there so many people?"

"It's Teacher Ning and Sister Shui Shui."

"Oh~"

Oscar and Ning Rongrong are not much different, but Tang San is different. With the activation of his Purple Demon Eye, he can not only clearly see everyone's figures, but also see the battle clearly.

'Shui Shui Mei Mei needs no introduction. She's incredibly fast and has a relentless offensive style, yet she's constantly pressured into defense?!'

And she did it with her eyes closed? Not only did she handle things with effortless grace, but she also anticipated every move with her sword in advance! She attacked, yet withdrew at the crucial moment! Just what level of swordsmanship has Teacher Ning reached?!

As the first light of dawn appeared, a shocked Tang San sighed helplessly, 'I was too engrossed in watching and missed it…'

The clanging of metal ended as everyone had arrived.

He patted the little girl's head and sheathed his rapier. "A sword is a weapon of death. No matter what techniques are used, a swordsman who uses a sword to kill is still a human being."

Shrek Academy was quite unusual that day; perhaps attracted by the sound of metal clashing, all the teachers were present.

This included Yu Xiaogang, but Tang San noticed the stiff face.

"Teacher, when did you arrive?!"

Tang San, who was initially pleasantly surprised, was stopped by the serious atmosphere of his teacher and Yu Xiaogang's look that indicated he should speak later.

Flander lowered his head and asked Yin Jin in a low voice, "Minister Yin, may we discuss this?"

"can."

With approval, Flander announced the assembly, while Yin Jin led the Royal Fighting Team away, leaving the venue to Shrek Academy.

Looking at the students who had stopped and the teachers behind them, Flander sighed slightly, glanced resignedly at Ning Huahua, and then slowly spoke.

"Today, on behalf of Shrek Academy, I announce something, a decision..."