Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

Flander's eloquent speech was finally coming to an end, and Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were now slightly more alert. Shrek Academy had made a solemn vow that it would only recruit monsters.

With their current perspective, they could see that the students enrolled in this simple academy, while not as good as them, were still quite rare. They wanted to see if the academy's teaching methods were truly unique.

To everyone's disappointment, Flander dismissed the rest of the group, leaving only Oscar and Ning Rongrong behind.

He looked at the two of them with a sly smile and began to explain some well-known knowledge about support-type Soul Masters on the continent. Ning Rongrong felt a little impatient, but she still listened patiently to the end.

After a string of nonsense, Flanders finally gave some instructions.

"Your task for today is physical training. Starting now, run twenty laps around the entire village. If you haven't run back by lunchtime, you won't get lunch. You can use your martial spirits for assistance. Let's go now."

After listening to Flander's words, Oscar had no objections, but Ning Rongrong's last bit of curiosity and patience vanished, and she said somewhat speechlessly.

"I say, you unscrupulous dean, you create hype to attract talented soul masters to join, charge exorbitant tuition fees, and in the end, all you do to cultivate monsters is run? This kind of training method, let alone those free intermediate soul master academies, I could do it in my own backyard, right?"

Or is it that the reprimands from you teachers at Monster Academy are simply serving a supervisory role?

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Flander's smile froze.

Flander had already guessed Ning Rongrong's origins from her martial spirit and knew that she might have a spoiled young lady's temper, but he had already made preparations to teach her a lesson and temper her character.

Flander never expected that Ning Rongrong could come up with such a reasonable and well-founded argument, almost pointing at Flander's head and saying that his academy was a fraudulent one!

His smile faded, his mood becoming somewhat complicated. He could no longer deliver the righteous and awe-inspiring lecture he had envisioned, and could only offer a somewhat stiff explanation.

"This is just the first course of our semester. You need to get used to it. Later on, you will naturally have Shrek Academy's unique teaching methods."

"Oh?"

Ning Rongrong raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, then pointed to Oscar, who was standing to the side in a daze, and said.

"What about him? He shouldn't be a freshman, right? He's been here for quite a while now, why does he still need to adjust?"

"Um, I asked him to come along so he could show you around."

Flander's lips twitched, and he offered another forced explanation, but before he could finish speaking, Ning Rongrong waved her hand to interrupt him, saying without any mercy.

"Forget it, stop talking. Since I was fooled by your gimmicks, it's my own fault. Now that I'm enrolled, I'll follow your rules."

Then, Ning Rongrong ran out without hesitation, amidst Flander's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Although Flander felt somewhat embarrassed, his expression softened considerably after seeing that Ning Rongrong had at least carried out the order. He believed that once Ning Rongrong realized the difficulties, he would have the opportunity to use his silver tongue to reason with her and make her understand the importance of respecting teachers.

Flander's thoughts raced, and he suddenly glanced at Oscar, who was still in a daze. His face darkened again.

"Aren't you going to catch up? Don't you want to eat lunch?"

Upon hearing this, Oscar was immediately jolted awake and quickly followed.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing, who had originally wanted to stay and see how the dean planned to train Ning Rongrong, shook her head in disappointment upon seeing this scene.

This kind of training method not only had little effect on Ning Rongrong, but it was also of no help whatsoever.

As Gu Yuena's only student, Ning Rongrong was highly valued, so it was impossible for her to be idle. The most frequent thing she was put through was that terrifyingly high-pressure long-distance running.

Furthermore, he frequently runs back to the forbidden zone of the Star Dou Great Forest to retrieve incredibly precious medicines for Ning Rongrong to take and bathe in. It can be said that Ning Rongrong is now a humanoid little Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Her physical body was terrifyingly strong. If Zhu Zhuqing hadn't often benefited from Ning Rongrong's influence and received a share of the medicinal herbs, it wouldn't have been easy for her to deal with Ning Rongrong alone.

The training that the dean is talking about is probably not even enough for Ning Rongrong to warm up right now.

Sure enough, not long after, Flander's expectant eyes fell into a daze when he saw the figure, whose outline was almost indistinct, leaving only afterimages, stirring up a violent wind that swept up a cloud of dust on the country road.

Oscar, who was just a runner-up, was directly thrown to the side by the strong wind, and his whole body was in a mess.

Soon, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, amidst the stunned expressions, Ning Rongrong's figure reappeared in everyone's sight.

Without batting an eye, he approached Flander, glanced sideways at Oscar who had just completed his second lap, and then looked at Flander with amusement.

"Hey Dean, I've finished 20 laps, is there any more training? My body isn't even fully warmed up yet, is it going to end like this?"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong even pretended to stretch, which was a clear provocation and a resounding slap in the face to Flander.

Even if he was in a good mood, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger at this moment.

Unfortunately, if Ning Rongrong performs poorly, he can give her a reasonable reprimand, and when the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School arrives behind her, he can still claim that he is helping this young lady improve.

However, this young lady is currently behaving perfectly. If someone were to find fault with her, the reasons she had prepared would not hold water with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. She would only be seen as nitpicking or even as provoking the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Then Flanders was really asking for trouble, like someone carrying a lantern into a latrine!

For a moment, his face changed between blue and white, a feeling of pent-up anger stuck in his chest, unable to be exhaled or swallowed, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He began to doubt whether taking in this young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was a mistake. She was far too monstrous, impossible to teach or discipline, and constantly provoked him, diminishing his authority as her mentor and causing him trouble. This was not recruiting students, but rather bringing back a living ancestor!

"Your performance was outstanding. There will be no more training for now. Like the others, you will have a special trial tonight. Take some time to recover your strength. Now, you are free to do as you please!"

Finally, Flander calmed himself down, sighed slowly, and said to Ning Rongrong with a complicated expression. Then, without looking back, he went into the academy. He was now a little afraid to face this student and needed to call for backup!

"Pfft!"

Ning Rongrong watched Flander's retreating figure, recalling his previously unpleasant expression, as if he had swallowed a fly, and couldn't help but chuckle.

But deep down she didn't feel proud of it. In her eyes, Flander was just a 7-ring Soul Saint with average talent, average strength, and average soul power. If she wanted to, she could find plenty of people like him. Teasing him was just for fun, and there was no sense of accomplishment in it.

Then, under the gazes of Tang San and the others that seemed to look at her like she was a monster, Ning Rongrong walked towards Zhu Zhuqing, took her arm, and said with a coquettish smile.

"Let's go, Zhuqing, this training is really boring. Let's go to town for a stroll."

Zhu Zhuqing did not immediately agree, but raised an eyebrow and said.

"All you're thinking about is having fun. Don't forget that even here, you still have to do your daily training. If I find out you're slacking off later, don't blame me for not speaking up for you."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face immediately fell.

"Hey, Zhuqing, we finally got to go out, don't be so rigid! I can always make up for it later, let's enjoy ourselves for a few days first!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing didn't try to persuade her further. She simply shrugged and said indifferently.

"Whatever, I'm not Sister Gu Yue's student anyway."

"Hmph, you really have the nerve to call her 'sister,' and she really has the nerve to accept it, considering it's all over a million."

Ning Rongrong muttered something without thinking, but when she saw Zhu Zhuqing's amused expression, her expression suddenly froze, and she quickly shut up, shrank her neck, and glanced around warily.

Seeing that there was no further disturbance, Ning Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't forgotten the torment she suffered after she had been so arrogant and revealed Gu Yuena's age in front of her.

That hellish extra training was practically designed to kill her. After it ended, she felt like all the bones in her body had disappeared, and she was completely limp, like a sponge. It was a truly pitiful sight.

At least in her opinion, none of the women Chen Yao had dragged into the dark room could be more miserable than her.

For a period of time, she remained tight-lipped about Gu Yuena's age.

But once the wound healed, she forgot the pain. After leaving Gu Yuena's side, she subconsciously relaxed. However, after Zhu Zhuqing's reminder, Ning Rongrong finally remembered Gu Yuena's elusive methods.

If Gu Yuena were to come and visit her out of boredom, and Gu Yuena were to catch her and bring up her age again, she probably wouldn't be able to leave the house for another month and would have to soak in a medicinal bath every day, like a zombie.

Ning Rongrong shuddered involuntarily and quickly grabbed Zhu Zhuqing, running out of the village.

"Come on, Zhuqing, let's go shopping! I saw some clothes in the clothing stores on the way here. Although the materials were a bit flawed, the styles were unique, and some of them would suit you perfectly. It's my treat today, so you'd better forget about what happened earlier! Otherwise, I'll be in real trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing glanced sideways at Ning Rongrong, who seemed guilty, but remained unmoved.

"You think you can bribe me with just a few clothes?"

"Whatever you fancy, I'll buy it all!"

Zhu Zhuqing said dismissively.

Do I look like I'm short of money?

Ning Rongrong's face froze instantly, then she said with a mournful expression, "So what do you want?"

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment, then cast a meaningful glance at her.

Feeling uneasy under Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, Ning Rongrong's mind was filled with some unpleasant memories. She immediately let go of Zhu Zhuqing's arm, jumped to the side, crossed her fair hands to protect her chest, and said in a terrified tone.

"No, that won't do!"

"Hmph, then you should think carefully about how to explain this to Sister Gu Yue."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't care at all, hummed twice, and walked towards the edge of the village.

Ning Rongrong's expression shifted several times, her face showing struggle.

It wasn't that Zhu Zhuqing had any strange quirks; if that were the case, Ning Rongrong could barely accept it, since she was well-read and quite open-minded.

Once, a book called "The Domineering Princess's Search for Beauty" excited her so much that she couldn't sleep at night. She would read it by lamplight in the middle of the night, her face flushed, and her little hands felt itchy.

When he lived with Zhu Zhuqing, he often tried to take advantage of her large white jade stone that she coveted.

Unfortunately, Zhu Zhuqing guarded it closely, claiming that it was her teacher's territory and she wouldn't allow Ning Rongrong, this little devil, to run wild.

This left Ning Rongrong, who had no opportunity to put her skills into practice, with nothing to do but look at her barren land that showed no signs of improvement and sigh in despair.

What Zhu Zhuqing meant at this moment was not to grant Ning Rongrong's wish; she simply wanted Ning Rongrong to use her martial spirit to assist her training and help her break through her limits.

With Zhu Zhuqing's frenzied cultivation, Ning Rongrong's soul power would be completely drained every time she cooperated with her. Just thinking about that feeling made Ning Rongrong feel a pain in her waist. That feeling of emptiness and weakness was extremely uncomfortable.

But compared to Gu Yuena's death stare, this is nothing.

After a brief weighing of the pros and cons, Ning Rongrong's face lit up with a smile again. She quickly caught up with Zhu Zhuqing, adopting an intimate posture and offering a flattering smile.

"They're going to do as you say, so you absolutely mustn't let the news get out!"

"Humph!"

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly, revealing a beautiful curve, without saying anything more.

As their voices faded and their figures disappeared from sight, only the slightly noisy sound of the wind remained in the air.

The people behind them barely came to their senses. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and the others beside her and asked hesitantly.

Is her situation a common occurrence?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 243 White-Eyed Wolf

"Is this a common phenomenon for support-type Soul Masters?"

Xiao Wu mumbled.

Upon hearing this question, Ma Hongjun, who was standing nearby, screamed in terror as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Normal my foot! The typical behavior of a support Soul Master is still over there sticking their tongue out like a dog!"