Flender looked at the Seven Kill Sword beneath his feet, terrified out of his wits. His back was soaked, cold sweat streamed down his head, and even the glasses he wore trembled along with him.
"So you are the one who wants to bully Rongrong." Sword Douluo looked at Flender and said.
"Mis, un, misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, Your Excellency Sword Douluo."
"Sword Grandpa!" Ning Rongrong hurriedly threw herself into the arms of Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
"Ah, Rongrong, Sword Grandpa is here. No one dares to bully you."
Setting aside the reunion between Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Ning Rongrong, let us look at Xiao Wu.
Originally, when Ning Rongrong and Flender were bickering, and then the Seven Kill Sword shocked Flender, Xiao Wu had been prepared to enjoy the show and had even taken two steps forward.
But as soon as she heard Flender address the silver-haired elder before him as "Your Excellency," she knew that was a title reserved only for a Title Douluo.
Thinking of this, Xiao Wu's two rabbit ears stood up in fright, and she wanted to flee this death trap immediately. However, she dared not move, fearing that any action would draw the attention of Sword Douluo.
A hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast could be identified by a Title Douluo at a single glance. Right now, Sword Douluo was busy dealing with Flender and hadn't noticed his surroundings, so Xiao Wu trembled, feeling as if she were standing on the edge of an abyss or walking on thin ice, hiding behind Tang San while muttering to herself: Can't see me, can't see me.
Tang San naturally knew what Xiao Wu was afraid of. She was his beloved, his hundred-thousand-year soul ring and soul bone; how could he allow anyone else to take her? Thus, Tang San blocked Xiao Wu very diligently.
Yu Xiaolong, standing to the side, saw Xiao Wu's state and realized she was afraid that Sword Douluo would discover her identity as a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast, so he also intended to step in front of her.
But Tang San pushed Yu Xiaolong aside. My Xiao Wu, Tang San's Xiao Wu, does she need you to worry about her?
The moment Yu Xiaolong saw this action, he immediately assumed his idol Tang San had pushed him away out of fear of implicating him. A sense of admiration welled up within him, and he became even more convinced that the love between Tang San and Xiao Wu was deeply moving.
Meanwhile, Flender, standing before the Seven Kill Sword, had no time for such thoughts. He had long heard of how the two Title Douluos of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword and Bone, doted on Ning Rongrong; he now only hoped to survive.
"Your Excellency Sword Douluo, this is a misunderstanding. Please, listen to my explanation."
"A misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding? I heard with my own ears just now that you wanted to kick Rongrong out."
"Could it be that you think I, a dignified level 96 Title Douluo, heard wrong?"
Ning Rongrong was right beside Sword Douluo, watching the shivering Flender as if she were watching a monkey show.
That'll teach you to shout at this young lady, that'll teach you to try and kick me out. Serves you right.
At this moment, Flender felt as if he had swallowed a piece of fly dung. It was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master Ning Fengzhi who had written to him, asking him to strictly discipline his precious daughter, saying he should feel free to be firm and that he, Ning Fengzhi, would support him and not hold him accountable.
Well, the great Sect Master Ning didn't come to hold him accountable, but he also didn't mention that a Title Douluo would show up!
Just as Flender was in a dilemma, a voice rang out.
"Who dares to run wild in my Shrek Academy? Are you tired of living?"
It was none other than the Immovable Bright King, Zhao Wuji.
Everyone in Shrek Academy, including Sword Douluo, looked at Zhao Wuji as if they were looking at an idiot.
Zhao Wuji was puzzled; why were they all looking at him like that? When he turned his head and saw Sword Douluo Chen Xin, he finally understood why everyone was staring at him.
"Greetings, Your Excellency Sword Douluo."
"So you are that big bear, Zhao Wuji."
"Reporting to Your Excellency, that is I."
"Have you prepared your last words?"
"???" Zhao Wuji was completely bewildered. He had only said three sentences in total, and he was already about to kick the bucket?
"Your Excellency, everything I just said was nonsense. Please don't take it to heart. You are a great person who doesn't hold grudges against the small-minded; please spare me this once."
"A mere Soul Saint dares to be so insolent. If I, Chen Xin, were not a Title Douluo, I fear it would have been difficult to escape your clutches today."
"Your Excellency, even if you gave me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare."
"Whether you dare or not, you know that yourself."
"And you, Flender. What was wrong with what my Rongrong said? Aren't you just a mere Soul Saint? How dare you act like a big shot here? You should weigh yourself and see exactly how much you're worth."
"Your Excellency is right to lecture me."
"Sword Grandpa, please don't be angry. They didn't do anything to me; aren't I perfectly fine right now?"
"Please don't make things difficult for Dean Flender," Ning Rongrong said to Sword Douluo.
In truth, Ning Rongrong was not bad by nature; she was simply spoiled, and with the doting of the two Title Douluos, Sword and Bone, she had become quite headstrong.
"Fine. Since Rongrong has spoken, Sword Grandpa will listen to her."
"Flender, I know you received a letter from Fengzhi. I don't care what Fengzhi said in that letter; I am only telling you this: my Rongrong must not suffer the slightest grievance."
"Yes, yes, yes, this junior will keep it in mind."
"As for you, Zhao Wuji." With that, Sword Douluo sent Zhao Wuji flying into the wall with a single strike.
"A Title Douluo cannot be insulted. This is just a small lesson for you."
"Rongrong, come back with Sword Grandpa."
"No, Sword Grandpa, I want to stay here."
"Rongrong, what is so good about this broken academy? Don't worry, Old Bone and I will handle Fengzhi; you don't need to be afraid."
"No, Sword Douluo, I just want to stay here."
"Well, alright then."
"Flender, Rongrong will continue to attend school here from now on. You know what to do."
"Please rest assured, Your Excellency, I understand."
Sword Douluo nodded slightly, but suddenly, he sensed something was wrong. Instinctively, he looked toward Xiao Wu, who was hiding behind Tang San.
The moment he saw Xiao Wu, he thought, How bold of you, beast. A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form, daring to appear so brazenly in human society.
Just as Sword Douluo prepared to move and capture Xiao Wu, an aura surged toward him.
Sword Douluo flew off in the direction of that aura.
"Who is being so sneaky? Come out!"
At that moment, Sword Douluo saw a middle-aged man in tattered clothes walk out.
"It is me. I wonder if you still remember me, senior."
"You... you are Tang Hao."
"Your memory is excellent, senior."
"I understand now. That boy named Tang San is your son, and that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form is a soul ring you are keeping for your son."
"You are correct, senior."
"But since I have laid eyes on this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, why should I just let you have it for nothing?"
"Or are you saying that you, Tang Hao, are confident you can defeat the Seven Kill Sword in my hand?"
"Senior, I truly do not have the confidence to defeat you, but you cannot take this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast away either."
"Tang Hao, have you been drinking fake liquor?"
"Of course not."
"Then what gives you the right?"
"Senior, it is naturally because of me."
Suddenly, another person walked out from behind Tang Hao, his appearance eighty percent similar to his.
"Tang Xiao, I never expected both you brothers to show up today."
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