A Mere Soul Saint

"You're from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How could you not know whether running is useful?"

Ning Rongrong smiled brightly. "You really are a good judge of character. Running is definitely useful, but without medicinal baths, it will harm the body. This lousy school is so poor, there's no way they have medicinal baths.

I can't mess around with my body. Besides, don't you still have that thing of yours? Its effects are much better than this."

"That's true, but if I'm not mistaken, Flender will be looking to make trouble for you later." Xiao Ze felt that Ning Rongrong had been PUA'd.

Although Ning Rongrong became a god later, she had traded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for it.

Ning Rongrong had been PUA'd by Flender early on, then later PUA'd by Yu Xiaogang into giving Heart Separation Control to Tang San. She really was one unfortunate fool.

Actually, Xiao Ze didn't know what to say about this sort of thing.

There were benefits, and there were drawbacks.

Everything had two sides.

But now, there was no way Ning Rongrong would keep fooling around with Shrek Academy.

"Hmm?"

"This is Shrek Academy. For the sake of his authority, Flender will definitely make an example out of you."

"Tch... he's just a mere Soul Saint." Ning Rongrong looked utterly disdainful.

"As long as you've thought it through. Staying here isn't a long-term plan."

"Mm... I only ran away from home, that's all." Ning Rongrong didn't want to remain here forever either. It was shabby and boring.

Zhu Zhuqing listened from the side and slowly began to think things over as well.

If Ning Rongrong and Xiao Ze left the academy, he didn't know whether he should leave too.

He had come to this academy mainly because of Dai Mubai.

But he had been disappointed. Dai Mubai wasn't here to study; he was here to hide and have fun.

It wasn't worth it.

Night fell.

Flender looked at Ning Rongrong. "Ning Rongrong, why didn't you complete your training task?"

"What do you know? Do you know how much twenty laps are? Do you have medicinal baths? If I get injured without medicinal baths and it affects my future, will you take responsibility? I'll only complete the tasks I'm supposed to complete. Come talk to me about other tasks once you're capable enough."

Ning Rongrong's string of questions left even Flender stunned.

Who am I?

Where am I?

Who exactly is the headmaster here, you or me?

Flender's expression darkened. "Completing tasks is the most basic ability of a student. If you don't want to complete them, you can leave the academy."

"Bah! I only call you Headmaster Flender to give you face. You're just a mere Soul Saint. What ability do you have? When it comes to training Support System Soul Masters, are you better than our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"Oscar's Innate Soul Power isn't low, right? Do you think that with your kind of training, he has hidden injuries in his body or not?"

Everyone was stunned. They had never expected Ning Rongrong, a girl, to be this fierce.

Oscar froze. He knew very well whether there was something wrong with his body. After finishing the run, he truly felt like he was about to fall apart, especially his legs.

Even eating his own sausages didn't help much.

"Also, you call this place Monster Academy, but isn't that just to scam people out of money? Based on the qualifications you demand from students, wouldn't they be geniuses at any academy?

They could even attend Martial Soul Academy, so why would they come here?"

Xiao Ze silently gave Ning Rongrong a thumbs-up. As expected of the little witch, her mouth was truly formidable.

Flender's face turned even darker. "Ning Rongrong, didn't your Parents ever tell you that you should speak respectfully to the strong? And this is my territory."

"Just try touching me." Ning Rongrong's status was extremely noble throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

Flender stepped forward.

"Headmaster, I think you'd better think this through. That is, if you don't want your academy torn down." Xiao Ze smiled.

"Xiao Ze, your talent is indeed good, but you think you can threaten me?" Flender hadn't expected there to be so many rebels among this group.

"A threat? I wouldn't call it that. After all, there are some people you simply can't afford to offend, aren't there?" Xiao Ze rubbed Ning Rongrong's head.

Ning Rongrong flushed shyly, then came to her senses and looked at Xiao Ze.

He seemed to know her identity.

Flender took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Since you think my training methods are poor, then forget it. Cultivate according to your own methods."

With that, Flender left.

"Rongrong, you're amazing!" Xiao Wu clasped her hands together.

"Not bad, I suppose." Ning Rongrong was a little proud.

"Is this really okay?" Oscar asked hesitantly.

"Just tell me, is there any chance Flender Academy is better at training Support System Soul Masters than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Xiao Ze asked.

"This... this..." Oscar naturally believed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was better. After all, it was one of the Upper Three Sects specializing in support.

But he couldn't say it aloud, or he would be slapping the headmaster in the face.

Dai Mubai and Tang San couldn't refute it either.

That was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Besides, if we can't protect Support System Soul Masters and let others harm them, wouldn't that make us look completely useless?"

"That's true." Dai Mubai nodded.

"To put it bluntly, a Support System Soul Master's physical fitness is indeed important, but it isn't that important."

"How so?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

"Think about it. What kind of Soul Masters would be able to break through and reach a Support System Soul Master?"

"Those with great strength?" Ma Hongjun said.

"Those who are fast."

"Those with clear objectives."

Xiao Ze nodded. "Actually, none of you are wrong. The most important thing is having a clear objective. Their purpose is to kill the Support System Soul Master.

Do you think a Support System Soul Master can outrun other Soul Masters just by relying on their own body? Isn't that a joke?"

If a Support System Soul Master managed to run away, wouldn't that be humiliating?

"That really does seem to be the case. Support System Soul Masters have no means of escape unless they have Soul Bones." Ning Rongrong had seen her father fight before.

Her father would generally only stand behind Sword and Bone Grandfathers.

"So, as long as you aren't too weak, it's fine. Food System Soul Masters are even more so. You only need to make sausages; you might not even need to take the field."

Food System Soul Masters were logistical Soul Masters.

Listening to Xiao Ze's analysis, everyone suddenly understood.

"What about other types of Soul Masters?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"For other types of Soul Masters, it mainly depends on the Martial Soul. Take Tang San, for example. His Blue Silver Grass is actually already half-useless."

As soon as he said that, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They had all witnessed Tang San's strength firsthand.

Tang San in particular looked extremely grim. He forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart. "Why?"

"When Martial Souls obtain Soul Rings, they need to be compatible. You can ask Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing whether the first few Soul Rings in their families were predetermined."

"That's true. The first three Soul Rings in our clan are all the same. Our ancestors said they were the most suitable for the White Tiger Martial Soul." Dai Mubai nodded.

"Exactly. Then look at yourself, Tang San. Do you know what the highest truth of Blue Silver Grass is?"