The Little Witch Gets Put in Her Place, Flender's Calculations!

The Little Witch Gets Put in Her Place, Flender's Calculations!

Seeing Zhuge Lan summon Thorn Armor,

Even in her anger, Ning Rongrong recalled yesterday's scene of Zhao Wuji clutching his butt and fleeing at full speed.

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She hurriedly tried to pull back her foot.

But in her fury just now, she had used all her strength.

The result was—

She lost her balance and fell flat on her face, solidly kowtowing to Zhuge Lan.

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Zhuge Lan laughed as well.

He took out a Gold Soul Coin and tossed it in front of Ning Rongrong.

"Where I'm from, when juniors perform such a grand salute, they're given a red envelope."

"Don't think it's too little."

The harm was minimal, but the humiliation was immense.

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Ning Rongrong's eyes reddened. She picked up the Gold Soul Coin and was about to throw it back.

But when she saw the Thorn Armor covering Zhuge Lan's body, she did not dare.

She stood there, unable to throw it and unable to back down.

In the end,

She glared viciously at Flender.

"Flender!" Ning Rongrong commanded, "Kill this guy right now, and I'll have my father expand Shrek Academy for you!"

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Looking at the number above Flender's head, Zhuge Lan blinked.

This guy...

Wasn't actually tempted by the money, was he?

Then he could only grit his teeth and...

Fortunately,

Though Flender's bottom line was not particularly high, his intelligence was intact.

Zhuge Lan's identity was mysterious, so it was better not to provoke him.

As for Ning Rongrong...

Flender touched the handwritten letter Ning Fengzhi had sent, tucked against his chest.

His expression hardened.

He said righteously, "Ning Rongrong! You actually tried to bribe this headmaster into dealing with one of this academy's students?"

"How ridiculous!"

"Either apologize to this headmaster, or leave Shrek."

"Our little temple can't accommodate a great deity like you."

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in disbelief!

She could accept Zhuge Lan, whose background she did not even know, bullying her.

But why was a mere Soul Saint acting so tough?

"Flender! Who do you think you are?"

Ning Rongrong shrieked—

"You're just a measly Soul Saint. I gave you face, didn't I?"

"Believe it or not, I'll call Sword Grandfather over and have him level your Shrek!"

Flender really was nervous for a moment when he first heard that.

But thinking of the "imperial sword" in his robes, he straightened his back again.

With a smile that did not reach his eyes, he said—

"That's right, I'm only a lowly Soul Saint."

"But right now, you're only a Two-Ring Soul Master."

"No matter how talented you are, the gap between us remains impossible to cross."

"Since you look down on Shrek, then please leave."

"Shrek Academy does not welcome students like you who refuse to follow the rules."

"Mubai, go pack her luggage."

Ning Rongrong's eyes went wide!

What was wrong with this world?

One after another, they all dared to show her attitude?

"Flender, you dare?" Ning Rongrong snapped. "And that whatever Dai Shao, you dare take one step? This young lady will definitely kill all of you!"

Dai Mubai's expression twitched!

He quickly glanced at Zhu Zhuqing. Her face was expressionless, even cold.

His anger immediately surged!

Though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect held an extraordinary status, and even the Star Luo Empire's imperial family had to treat Ning Fengzhi with courtesy,

Who did Ning Rongrong think she was?

This lord was still a prince of the Star Luo Empire!

Dai Mubai cast Ning Rongrong a disdainful glance, then raised his foot and left.

"You really dare go?" Ning Rongrong roared. "Someone! Stop him! Kill him, now!"

No one had appeared even when Ning Rongrong had knelt just now.

There was even less chance of anyone appearing now.

In fact—

Dai Mubai shouted, "Martial Soul, possess!"

He shot forward like an arrow, charging straight toward the girls' Dormitory.

Ning Rongrong was so furious that tears nearly burst from her eyes!

Zhuge Lan found it so amusing that he nearly laughed out loud.

—This Dai Mubai had quite the temper too.

"Flender! I'll remember this!" Ning Rongrong said in a furious panic. "You're just a lowly Soul Saint. What gives you the right to be so arrogant?"

Flender sneered.

"You aren't my daughter, nor are you my treasure."

"In my eyes, any student here is better than you!"

"What a waste of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul. As one of the strongest support-type Martial Souls, you only bring shame to it!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ning Rongrong jumped in outrage. "I'm level 26 at twelve years old. Even in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, that's unprecedented! I'm better than any of them—"

Ning Rongrong pointed at Zhuge Lan, then her mind stalled for a moment.

A twelve-year-old level 35 Soul Elder, and one with Twin Martial Souls.

She really could not compare.

Then she looked at Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing was a year younger than her but one level higher.

Still incomparable.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were both twelve and level 29, far ahead of her as well.

Then—

Ning Rongrong pointed at Oscar and Ma Hongjun's noses.

"We're both support types. Could I possibly be worse than him?"

"And that lecherous fatty! He kept staring at me and grinning obscenely the moment we met. He must be trash too!"

Oscar: (●-●)

Ma Hongjun: 🖕(｀0´)🖕

Flender smiled.

He listed their qualities as if reciting family treasures—

"Ma Hongjun, twelve years old, Soul Power level 27. That's while he has devoted part of his effort to making up for the flaws in his Martial Soul."

"But he possesses a uniquely blessed top-tier Beast Soul—the Phoenix!"

"In terms of Martial Soul quality, among all Beast Souls on the continent, only the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon can contend with his!"

"As for Xiao Ao..."

"Ning Rongrong, have you ever seen a food-type Martial Soul with Innate Full Soul Power?"

Ning Rongrong: (O_o)??

"That's impossible!!!"

"How could a support Martial Soul possibly have Innate Full Soul Power?!"

Flender sneered, no longer even willing to waste his breath.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was indeed good.

But!

With Zhuge Lan joining them, the team now had eight people.

And the Elite Tournament only required a seven-man team.

The team already had Oscar as a support. Adding another would leave them lacking in offense.

If Ning Rongrong were obedient, they could rotate her in to diversify their tactics.

But judging by things now,

Whatever. Let her do as she pleased.

Flender swept his gaze over Zhuge Lan and the others, then said sternly—

"Don't rely on your status and think you can do whatever you want!"

"If you want to remain at Shrek to cultivate, then you must follow the academy's rules!"

"Otherwise, Ning Rongrong's fate will be your future!"

"Now, move out!"

He led the group away.

Leaving behind a dumbfounded Ning Rongrong, standing blankly where she was.

As she watched the group disappear into the distance, her heart was filled with helplessness.

They actually...

Really left?

Impossible!

This was impossible!

But something even more outrageous came afterward.

Dai Mubai returned, tossing a bundle onto the ground.

He said coldly—

"I hope you'll leave on your own before we return."

"Otherwise, I won't mind doing it myself!"

Then he ignored Ning Rongrong, swiftly chasing after the others out of the academy gates.

Looking at the bundle on the ground, Ning Rongrong felt like she was about to break apart!

They actually...

Really...

How...

"Waaah—"

"Bad people!"

"You're all bad people!!!"

"I'll have Father kill every last one of you!"

"Sword Grandfather! Bone Grandfather!"

"Rong Rong is being bullied!!!"

"Waaah—"

On Zhuge Lan's side,

Watching the string of Emotional Value +7777 notifications, the corners of his mouth simply would not come down.

Emotional Value: 381365;

Ning Rongrong had contributed over forty thousand Emotional Value from start to finish.

He was actually a little reluctant to see her leave.

PK round one is over. Thanks for your support, everyone!

Please keep the data coming. Once we pass the second round, it'll be time to launch, and I'll definitely mass-release chapters then~