Douluo: Lan Minghua, Become Stronger by Taking Disciples

As a teacher of Shrek Academy, I have done my best not to show favoritism to any student.

Whether it's Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, or you, Ning Rongrong.

I, Zhao Wuji, treat you all equally, without any bias.

You say I didn't protect you well?

That was the King of the Forest, the Titan Giant Ape! I could barely protect myself.

But for your safety, I, as your teacher, stepped forward to buy you time to escape.

You, Ning Rongrong, had your legs turn to jelly and couldn't run. Are you going to blame me for that?

Zhao Wuji felt indignant but dared not speak. He turned his head away, not looking at Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong arrogantly put her hands on her hips. She wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered recently on everyone at Shrek Academy.

The image of the Little Demoness was once again revealed to everyone.

Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi caught a key piece of information.

"Rongrong, you're saying you encountered the Titan Giant Ape during your soul hunting this time?!"

"Yes, Father. I almost died at the hands of the Titan Giant Ape."

Hearing the father and daughter's conversation, Sword Douluo finally realized what had happened.

"What? Rongrong encountered the Titan Giant Ape and still managed to return safely? Is Zhao Wuji's strength that great?"

Although Sword Douluo was confident he could defeat the Titan Giant Ape, he admitted he couldn't guarantee the safe escape of a group of Soul Grand Masters.

"Did I misjudge Zhao Wuji? But so what? If you're not convinced, let's settle it with fists!"

He had come to Shrek Academy this time precisely to back Ning Rongrong up.

Even if Ning Rongrong was wrong, you guys are definitely wrong too!

Could the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possibly be wronged at this dilapidated Shrek Academy?

Ning Fengzhi was surprised. He had thought Zhao Wuji had led Ning Rongrong to escape from the Titan Giant Ape.

His expression instantly turned apologetic, and he quickly walked towards Zhao Wuji.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Zhao. Sword Uncle couldn't bear to see Rongrong wronged, so he acted rashly. Please don't take offense."

Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Fengzhi, whose expression changed faster than flipping a book, and scoffed inwardly.

"Hmph, if I didn't know about that incident with Flender, I would have been fooled by you. Ning Fengzhi, Ning Fengzhi, you truly live up to your reputation as the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Zhao Wuji merely nodded indifferently to Ning Fengzhi's fawning, offering no acknowledgment.

Ning Fengzhi frowned in displeasure, but he didn't show any unusual emotions.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's expression, Ning Rongrong immediately sneered, "Hmph, my safe return has little to do with him, Zhao Wuji. Dad, you don't need to be so polite to him."

Ning Fengzhi was very intelligent and immediately understood her meaning.

Considering the teaching staff of Shrek Academy, there was only one person capable of such a feat.

That person was Lan Minghua!

However, Ning Rongrong also intensely disliked Lan Minghua.

He hadn't accepted her as a disciple, but instead accepted Meng Yiran, who had inferior talent, as his disciple.

The more Ning Rongrong thought about it, the angrier she became. She said to Sword Douluo Chen Xin, "Sword Grandpa, you must teach Lan Minghua a good lesson for me. I begged him, and he still refused to take me as a disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo snorted coldly, "Hmph, Rongrong is the most talented person of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in this generation. He truly doesn't know what's good for him!"

Although Lan Minghua defeated Tang Hao, he didn't believe Lan Minghua could defeat him.

Ning Fengzhi frowned and remained silent, displeased that Lan Minghua had not accepted Ning Rongrong as a disciple.

He knew Ning Rongrong's talent and believed she was more than qualified to become Lan Minghua's disciple.

Just then, a giant flying sword appeared in the sky above Shrek Academy, with several people seated on it.

It was Lan Minghua and his group, returning from the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Hold on tight, I'm landing!"

As soon as Lan Minghua's voice fell, the giant sword plummeted straight down from the sky.

"Ah, we're going to die, we're going to die!"

Even from a distance, Oscar's screams echoed throughout Shrek Academy.

"RUMBLE!"

With a deafening crash, the giant sword plunged directly into the ground.

Lan Minghua grabbed Zhu Zhuqing with one hand and Meng Yiran with the other, landing steadily.

Oscar, unable to react in time, could only activate his Indestructible Vajra Body and plunge headfirst into the ground with a thud.

Wu Song landed gracefully, then grabbed Oscar's leg and pulled him out of the ground.

Lan Minghua set Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran down, staring at the injured Zhao Wuji and Flender with a confused expression.

"Old Zhao, what's wrong with you? Did you get injured coming back from the Star Dou Great Forest?"

However, before Zhao Wuji could answer, Sword Douluo's voice came through.

"That was me who made the move. What, you have a problem with it? Not just him, I'll beat you too!"

Lan Minghua listened to the provocative words, a look of confusion on his face.

What's up, Sword Douluo, did I offend you?

But seeing Ning Rongrong beaming beside Sword Douluo, Lan Minghua immediately thought of something.

He was so angry he actually laughed.

As expected of the Little Demoness. You're holding a grudge because I didn't take you as a disciple?

Do you really think you're a genius?

Lan Minghua already had a poor impression of Ning Rongrong, and now he was even more certain that not taking her as a disciple was the right choice.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Ning Fengzhi stepped forward to mediate: "Teacher, Sword Uncle is just angry right now. Please be understanding."

Ning Fengzhi had secretly investigated Lan Minghua.

The information stated that he was a very approachable Titled Douluo with no airs.

Sword Douluo's actions not only demonstrated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's power but also subtly won over the genius Tang San.

It was a win-win situation.

Otherwise, with his merchant's personality, why would he let Sword Douluo provoke a Titled Douluo?

However, Ning Fengzhi had miscalculated.

Lan Minghua was very angry right now, extremely angry.

He had been keeping a low profile until recently because his true strength wasn't that great, and he had been relying on Experience Cards.

He tried to avoid showing off as much as possible.

Now his overall strength was equivalent to a Level 98 Titled Douluo. Did they really think he was a pushover?

That anyone could just step on him?

Lan Minghua let out a cold laugh, staring at Ning Fengzhi: "What, does everyone think I have a good temper? That I won't make a move easily, and anyone can step on me?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted sharply, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped his heart.

"Understanding? Understanding your mother!"

As soon as Lan Minghua spoke, the entire audience was stunned.

In an instant, a terrifying aura surged from within his body.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly widened, his gaze blank, staring at Lan Minghua in disbelief.

How could this be completely different from the information he had gathered!

The next moment, Lan Minghua retracted his aura completely, appearing to revert to his harmless self.

However, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop to freezing point.

Lan Minghua took a step forward, appearing before Ning Fengzhi as if by teleportation.

Ning Fengzhi's talent might not be low, but the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda had limited his spirit power to level seventy-nine.

Facing Lan Minghua's sudden appearance, he had no chance to react at all.

He could be said to have succeeded because of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, and failed because of it.

"W-what do you want to do?!" Ning Fengzhi could no longer maintain his calm and composed demeanor, terror evident in his eyes.

Lan Minghua's expression was cold as he suddenly reached out and grabbed Ning Fengzhi by the neck.

With only level seventy-nine spirit power, Ning Fengzhi had no ability to resist.