Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

Her elastic leather jacket was torn in several places, revealing the skin underneath with red marks. Most noticeably, there was a large hole in the fabric at the thigh, revealing her plump, fair thighs.

She spread her legs and knelt down in a disheveled and humiliating manner before Tang Wulin.

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, looking up at Tang Wulin with a face full of resentment.

But the overwhelming sense of power emanating from her bloodline caused Wu Feng to tremble incessantly, her soft breasts shaking.

Tang Wulin stood in front of her.

His needle-sharp, golden vertical pupils stared coldly at her.

The golden dragon claw hangs high above.

Ning Tian had no doubt that if Tang Wulin wanted to, he could simply press down with this claw, and Wu Feng's head would explode like a ripe watermelon.

"Tang Wulin wins!"

Wu Changkong made a calm announcement.

"Feng Mei!" Ning Tian immediately ran out, his expression worried, and helped Wu Feng up.

Wu Feng only realized what was happening at that moment.

She threw herself into Ning Tian's arms, utterly distraught, and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Ning Tian, ​​I lost."

Ning Tian sighed, his face showing distress.

She looked at Wu Changkong with a pleading expression.

Dancing in the sky, he tacitly agreed.

Ning Tian took Wu Feng's hand and led him to one side of Shrek Square.

She gently comforted Wu Feng, who was like a child.

Before long, Wu Feng finally calmed down, lowered his head, and looked remorseful.

"I'm sorry, young master, I've embarrassed you."

Ning Tian shook his head. "No, Feng Mei, you just lost. And you lost to the Golden Dragon, the Ancestor of Power. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

The witch's spirit was deeply moving.

She had always known that Ning Tian's attitude towards Tang Wulin was strange.

But Wu Feng actually had no reason to stop it.

Why did the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School send her and Ning Tian to Shrek Academy for further studies?

Could it be that Shrek Academy knows more about cultivating the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul than the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School?

of course not.

Naturally, it's for social interaction.

As the future heir of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Tian will surely continue the school's tradition of being skilled in singing and dancing and adept at navigating social situations.

The sect's strength is sustained by its network of connections and relationships.

Shrek Academy serves as a training ground for the strongest individuals from the original Douluo Continent's Three Kingdoms.

More important than cultivation is social interaction.

The most important thing is to find a talented young man to marry Ning Tian.

Tang Wulin has clearly become Ning Tian's primary target.

He is handsome, has a good temper, is talented, and comes from a respectable family.

If it were him, Wu Feng believed he would be completely unable to resist.

However, she could not suppress her distorted and unacceptable feelings for Ning Tian.

This caused Wu Feng to give Tang Wulin a cold shoulder and even provoke him on several occasions.

The result was a complete defeat.

Wu Feng looked disappointed; it was disappointment in himself.

She is too weak.

Wu Feng had already resigned himself to his fate.

"Feng Mei, do you think the sect will accept that we have no children and no descendants?" Ning Tian asked.

She continued, "We can't be so selfish and live only for ourselves. Our sect and parents have supported us, and we should repay them."

Not to mention, it's not just sects. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has stood for ten thousand years. We have many friends, but even more enemies.

We have a responsibility to those who depend on us for their livelihood!

"Yes, Ning Tian."

Wu Feng bit his lip, looking confused.

But at that moment, Ning Tian changed the subject and started talking about something else.

"Father sent a secret message saying that Uncle Gu, whom we sent, has returned safely."

I also mentioned Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon bloodline to my father and Uncle Wu.

dad?

Wu Feng was puzzled.

What does this have to do with Dad?

Ning Tian continued, "Uncle Wu is even happier and wants you to have more contact with Tang Wulin."

Ancient sect records mention that powerful bloodlines of this level can coexist for a long time or have frequent, in-depth interactions.

The bloodline of one's own martial soul will also change.

Fengmei, your red dragon bloodline is already among the top of the sub-dragons. You're just one step away from transforming into a true dragon and turning the land into a barren wasteland.

"If you're willing, I'll ask the dance teacher right now to change dorm rooms."

Wu Feng's mouth gaped open.

It wasn't you... it was me...

Ning Tian's expression was gentle as he pulled Wu Feng into his arms.

"Fengmei, we'll be together for life, best friends forever. Don't worry, I won't abandon you."

Wu Feng, however, acted impulsively, as if something in his heart had shattered into pieces.

Are there two of us... or three?

Chapter 60 The Old Witch with a Lustful Heart

Shrek Square.

Zhou Yi's class.

An hour later, most of the students in the class had completed the task of circling the square one hundred times within the allotted time.

Although Wang Dong was punished by having to run fifty more laps, he was still among the first to finish thanks to his strong soul power and robust physique.

In the vast square, only a thin figure lay slumped on the ground, unconscious.

Huo Yuhao.

The gazes directed at him varied, some supportive, others mocking.

But Zhou Yi did not wait for him.

She approached the freshmen with a blank expression.

“Those whose names I call, please step forward: Cheng Cheng, Qiu Jianrao, Tang Dao, Shangguan Chentian, Lin Zeyu, Zhuge Yun, Tai Long, Tang Ling, and Yun Xiaopiao.”

The person who was summoned was immediately ordered by Zhou Yi to pack up and leave.

That guy named Tyrone was still not convinced and kept protesting.

They even cited the example of Huo Yuhao lying on the ground.

Zhou Yi revealed a smile that was more like a grimace. Six spirit rings shone brightly, and the aura of a Spirit Emperor overwhelmed the students of Class One without any concealment!

"Because I have high hopes for this spirited young man, and I don't like people contradicting me."

I'm saying it one last time, get out!

The students' cultivation levels were still shallow, and the nine guys were so frightened that they immediately ran out of Shrek Square.

Wang Dong looked at Zhou Yi, then glanced at Huo Yuhao lying on the ground.

His expression was strange.

Finally, the light blue eyes focused on the freshmen class three, who had already begun to rest in the distance.

I want to go to their class...

But as soon as he looked over, he saw a group of girls surrounding Tang Wulin, chatting and laughing.

This guy is quite popular.

Watching this scene, Wang Dong pouted, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

Why go? Out of sight, out of mind!

Not only Wang Dong, but after the first running command was completed, Zhou Yi gave the order for the trainees to go back to their dormitories to change clothes.

She also looked towards Class 3's location, or more precisely, Wu Changkong's location.

Wu Changkong seemed to sense something and looked over.

Zhou Yi felt as if her breath was about to stop.

Seeing Wu Changkong's cold and stern face, she felt that all the resentment she had felt in the past instantly dissipated.

But Wu Changkong only glanced at it, his expression indifferent, and then turned his head back.

Zhou Yi's eyes were full of complex emotions.

She was unconsciously drawn to this man.

But soon, this complexity turned into a stubbornness.

She lost back then.

His confession of feelings, which he had suppressed for decades, turned into a joke, and he was coldly rejected by Wu Changkong.

But her students will not lose again.

Zhou Yi wanted her students to defeat Wu Changkong's students.

Wu Changkong, you just wait. When the freshman assessment comes, I'll make you lose face and all your aloofness will vanish!

However, Wu Changkong still didn't look at her even once.

Perhaps, Wu Changkong was an exception in Zhou Yi's eyes.

But Wu Changkong had seen countless women like this, and he didn't want to hurt anyone, so he always rejected other people's feelings directly.

In his heart, there was only Long Bing.

And Long Bing...

Absolutely, it's definitely possible in this era.

A glimmer of hope flickered in Wu Changkong's cold, desolate eyes.

"Dance teacher."

Ning Tian's voice interrupted Wu Changkong's thoughts.

Wu Changkong quickly changed his mood and reverted to his role as a teacher.

"Your name is Ning Tian, ​​right? What's up?"

That's right.