The Guard in the Corner Opened His Little Notebook Again [Please collect]

As Shrek's 8 people's most outstanding graduate, Qin Ming held Flender, who had trained him, in great respect.

When he learned that the record he had held at the academy for the fastest breakthrough to Soul Elder had been successively broken by Dai Mubai, Zhang Yang, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, Qin Ming was greatly surprised.

"With so many monster students, it seems the academy is developing even better than before," Qin Ming said with feeling.

The moment Qin Ming spoke, it was clear he had pure Shrek blood. Geniuses did not call themselves geniuses—they called themselves monsters.

Flender's smile stiffened slightly at Qin Ming's words, while Zhao Wuji wore a helpless expression. "Better? These children are already Shrek Academy's last batch of students."

Qin Ming subconsciously asked, "How could that be? Has the academy's financial problem still not been resolved?"

Flender's expression stiffened even further. As expected of someone who had graduated from Shrek—he knew the academy inside out.

The adults wanted to catch up properly, so they sent the children off to settle their points.

The points were settled smoothly. Everyone, including Ning Rongrong and Oscar, received a Silver Soul Arena Badge, while Zhang Yang and Tang San even received Gold Soul Master Badges.

They found a secluded restroom, removed their masks, changed into different clothes, concealed their identities, then split up and returned separately to the inn where they were staying.

Holding Ning Rongrong's hand as they walked out of the Great Soul Arena, Zhang Yang looked up at the starry sky and sighed. "I didn't expect to get a Gold Soul Master Badge after only one month. But it still doesn't feel real, like we were just playing around."

A sudden pain shot through his arm. Zhang Yang pulled his hand back and looked at the beautiful girl beside him in confusion. "Rongrong, why did you pinch me?"

Ning Rongrong revealed a Little Witch-like smile. "I was checking whether it hurt. If it hurts, then this isn't a dream."

"Oh~~" Zhang Yang nodded and looked up at the sky again.

Ning Rongrong stared at Zhang Yang in surprise. What was going on? It was only a Gold Soul Master Badge. Had it actually made him stupid?

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to pinch Zhang Yang again to see whether he had really gone stupid, Zhang Yang suddenly tightened his grip on her hand and lifted it. Ning Rongrong was pulled into the air.

Then Zhang Yang wrapped his left arm around Ning Rongrong's waist, released her hand with his right, and pressed it against the top of her head. At the same time, he leaned in and kissed her cherry lips.

Ning Rongrong's lively eyes widened in disbelief as her first kiss was stolen. Her soft body stiffened like a plank of wood, and she was completely stunned.

Yet Zhang Yang's warm breath brushed over Ning Rongrong's delicate cheeks, while the soft, wonderful sensation on her lips felt entirely new to her.

Slowly, Ning Rongrong's body relaxed, and her bright eyes gently closed as she began a new chapter of her life.

In a corner, two men saw the scene and swiftly pulled out notebooks, scribbling furiously inside them.

Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong were the last to return to the inn. When the two walked into the lobby hand in hand, everyone else who had returned earlier suddenly began teasing them in strange, exaggerated ways.

Ning Rongrong's little face flushed bright red, while Zhang Yang rolled his eyes.

Well, he could guess with his toes that they must have seen something at the entrance to the Great Soul Arena.

However, seeing Ning Rongrong's furious expression, Zhang Yang knew those guys would soon suffer the consequences.

Sure enough, at the Victory Banquet that followed, Ning Rongrong showed no distinction between friend and foe and got everyone drunk under the table again.

Among them, Ma Hongjun, who had the lowest alcohol tolerance and had led the teasing, was the first to collapse. When he passed out, the hot dishes had not even been served yet.

Zhang Yang held out until the very end. Before passing out, he asked Ning Rongrong a question. "Why did you make even me drink?"

Ning Rongrong wanted nothing more than to pinch Zhang Yang to death. "If it weren't for you, how could there have been so much trouble?"

"Oh~" Having received his answer, Zhang Yang collapsed contentedly. Of course, by the next day, he no longer remembered any of it.

The next day, Zhang Yang and the others, all looking miserable from their hangovers, checked out and returned to the academy. Qin Ming could not leave because of matters concerning the Imperial Fighting Team, so he regretfully bid farewell to the teachers and did not return to the academy for a visit.

When they returned to the familiar little village, everyone felt especially close to it. No matter how comfortable an inn was, it could not compare to the freer academy. Besides, in Zhang Yang and the others' hearts, Shrek Academy had long since become like home.

For some reason, the students all felt that the teachers were in low spirits. Along the way, Dean Flender, Master, and Zhao Wuji had not said a single word.

After returning to the academy and standing on the familiar training ground, Dean Flender finally spoke.

"Children, go back and rest. You've all worked hard during this time."

Master stepped forward as well. "Over the next two months, you need to deal with the personal matters that have piled up during this period. In addition, fully absorb and digest the experience you gained from this month of Soul Arena battles."

"Two months? No training at all?" Everyone was somewhat dumbfounded upon hearing this.

After all, they had gone through three months of devilish training. Hearing that they would actually have two months to adjust themselves left them all feeling incredulous.

"These two months are the Soul Power intensive training period I have set aside for you. During these two months, aside from necessary matters, you must devote all your energy to cultivating your Soul Power. After all, for a Soul Master, Soul Power is the foundation."

When Master said this, everyone nodded repeatedly.

After three months of devilish training and one month of Soul Arena battles, they had not focused on Soul Power cultivation for a long time.

After being away for a month, a thin layer of dust had settled in the dormitory. Zhang Yang sighed softly. "Let's clean up."

Only then did Zhang Yang finally remember the advantages of having a roommate. At the very least, there would be someone to lend a hand when cleaning the room.

Without a roommate to help, Zhang Yang spent a full hour barely getting the dormitory cleaned up.

However, just as Zhang Yang was about to enter a cultivation state, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.

Zhang Yang paused halfway into sitting cross-legged and asked, "Who is it?"

"Hmph, I'm not telling you."

It was Ning Rongrong.

Recognizing Ning Rongrong's voice, Zhang Yang got off the bed and went to open the door.

Seeing Zhang Yang run over to open the door for her without even putting on his shoes, Ning Rongrong nodded in satisfaction and stepped into the room.

After letting Ning Rongrong into the dormitory, Zhang Yang took out her favorite drink from his Soul Tool, filled a cup, and handed it to her. "Have you cleaned up your dormitory?"

Ning Rongrong nodded. "I tidied up the bedding, so it's barely livable now. But I won't have time to stay here anyway. I need to go home later."

"Go home?" Zhang Yang paused. "What are you going home for?"

"A bad guy stole my first kiss. I'm going home to ask Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Jian to stand up for me." Ning Rongrong smiled slyly.

Zhang Yang knew Ning Rongrong was joking, but he still played along. "Huh? You're going to find Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo? It's over, it's over. I'm definitely dead now."

Ning Rongrong laughed. "Hmph, serves you right. Who told you to be so bold as to lay hands on the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Zhang Yang chuckled. "Who told their little princess to be so beautiful?"

Ning Rongrong gave a proud little hum but said nothing.

Zhang Yang continued, "No, once you come back with Titled Douluo, my little life will definitely be over. No, I can't let you have the advantage. Before I die, I have to get my fill first!!!"

Hearing Zhang Yang say that, Ning Rongrong suddenly had a bad feeling.

After a while, Ning Rongrong finally shoved Zhang Yang away with all her strength, wiping the saliva from her face in disgust.

However, the blush on her face and the tenderness in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

After flirting for a while, the young couple finally got to the reason Ning Rongrong was going home.

"A few months ago, didn't I ask Xiao San to sell his Hidden Weapons to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? I've received the Godly Zhuge Crossbow now, so I want to take it home and let my Father have a look. After all, for such a huge deal, my Father has to make the decision."

Zhang Yang nodded. "Yes, you should go back. Xiao San's mechanical Hidden Weapons concern the safety of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters, so this should not be delayed."

Ning Rongrong nodded. "Yes, so I'm planning to ask Dean Flender for leave in a bit and hurry back."

Zhang Yang hesitated slightly. "But will it be safe for you to go home alone? How about I go with you?"

"No need. There must be sect guards around the academy. I'll have them escort me home." Ning Rongrong shook her head and sighed. "Besides, if you go home with me, you probably really won't be coming back."

Zhang Yang asked in confusion, "Why?"

"And you dare ask why?" Ning Rongrong's face reddened at once. She slapped Zhang Yang's shoulder. "Have you forgotten what you did to me at the entrance to the Great Soul Arena yesterday? I dare say that if Father tells Grandpa Gu and Grandpa Jian about it, your little life will really be over."

"It's fine." Zhang Yang smiled carefreely. "Getting your first kiss was worth dying for."

"What do you mean, getting it? You clearly stole it." Although Ning Rongrong complained, the sweetness in her tone could not be hidden.

The young couple lingered together a little longer before parting. Ning Rongrong went to ask Dean Flender for leave, while Zhang Yang prepared to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

During this month of Soul Arena battles, Dai Mubai's Soul Power had broken through to level thirty-eight, while Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had reached level twenty-eight and level twenty-seven respectively. Zhang Yang's Soul Power had also risen from level thirty-one to level thirty-two, and he was about to break through to level thirty-three.

Realizing that his Soul Power was about to break through, Zhang Yang resolved to reach level thirty-three within a week.