What is a Lesson?

"Hehehe."

Ning Rongrong stepped forward with a giddy smile; unlike Meng Yiran, she possessed genuine close-quarters combat ability.

Heaven only knew how tough the Golden Light Divine Incantation made her body, and when combined with the offensive and defensive prowess of the Tianshan Plum-Plucking Hand, it was simply incredible.

Last time she faced Dai Mubai, it was purely because he was too sturdy and thick-skinned, but now that she had encountered a rabbit of a similar level who was clearly soft and delicate, how could she not be tempted?

"Be a good little bunny, I'm just going to hit you once, just once."

Watching Ning Rongrong's expression, Ruan Feng shivered and quickly stepped aside, leaving the stage to her.

"Am I really that scary?"

Ning Rongrong couldn't quite figure it out, but then she shook her head—forget it, she'd rather just play with the little bunny.

As for Ruan Feng, he might as well guard the squishiest long-range attacker.

Observing the scene on the stage, Chen An felt a bit puzzled.

"Why are they so playful? Sigh, I'll have to increase the intensity for little Meng when we get back; her counter-attack ability after being closed in on is still a bit weak."

Recently, Meng Yiran had been focused entirely on hidden weapons and puppets, so she had indeed neglected training in this area.

Then, the host's voice could be heard.

"Phantom Star Academy has completely seized the initiative. No matter how many times I see this, it's still shocking."

"A support soul master engaging in close-quarters combat—this Seven Treasures Glazed disciple is the first pure support soul master to ever fight in melee."

From a visual standpoint, the fight between Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu was better and more intense than the one involving Zhu Zhuqing and the others.

Setting aside the soul skills that filled the sky with light effects and the step-by-step tactical maneuvering, their hand-to-hand combat was far more spectacular.

"Charm!"

Xiao Wu tried to use her second soul skill, only to be met with Ning Rongrong's laughter.

"Charm skills don't work on me, you know. Don't you want to try something else?"

Xiao Wu pouted, "Hmm..."

She was trembling with rage; she felt like she was being specifically countered. Her Waist Bow was effectively useless, and every time she tried to launch Xiao Wu into mid-air to execute her Explosive Kill Eight-Stage Throw, she would be interrupted by a palm strike.

Just like that turtle Ruan Feng, she interrupted her casting every single time.

"I'm done playing. If I keep playing, Master is going to scold me."

Ning Rongrong put away her giddy smile, returning to her usual lighthearted demeanor as she continued.

"Junior brother, give me a hand."

She opened up some distance to re-apply buffs to her teammates before rejoining the fray.

Now that it was two-on-one, Ruan Feng focused entirely on defense, helping to block attacks, which allowed Ning Rongrong to fight even more aggressively.

After a few exchanges, Xiao Wu couldn't hold on any longer, and after taking another palm strike, her body began to stagger.

"Kun Mountain Lean."

Ruan Feng was still capable of such a basic yet top-tier move; with a full-force shove, Xiao Wu was sent tumbling off the arena.

"Xiao Wu!!!"

Tang San noticed the situation on Xiao Wu's side and became instantly agitated, but this was a fatal distraction in the middle of a fight.

"You're still distracted while fighting us?"

Zhu Zhuqing would never let such an opportunity slip by. She instantly closed the distance, unleashing the Shadow Mystery Ghost Slash combined with the Nine Yin Bone Claw.

Tang San managed to block it by pure instinct using his External Soul Bone.

But how could Zhu Zhuqing stop there? She unleashed a Shadow Clone, combining it with the Ghost Slash and Bone Claw to land a full combo from behind.

"Is this the end?" the host exclaimed. "The Soft-Bone Charm Rabbit and the Thousand-Hand Asura have been eliminated one after another. Shrek only has three people left on the field now."

He was trying to save some face for Shrek.

Now, only Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun remained capable of fighting, and given the individual burst capability of the Phantom Star members, the match could already be called.

"Yiran, finish it quickly."

Zhu Zhuqing shouted before turning to help Luo Xiaoshi.

Currently, Luo Xiaoshi was forbidden from fully channeling the Great Sage Scripture, so he could only keep his opponent entangled.

If not for that, they wouldn't have been fighting so "laboriously"—they would have ended the battle long ago.

"You lecherous fatty, my senior sister has given the order, so I won't keep playing around with you."

Meng Yiran smiled and then called out.

"Senior Sister Rongrong, I need some help over here."

There was no helping it; her martial arts were killing techniques, and they were the deadliest among them.

Using only hidden weapons didn't guarantee the opponent would remain unscathed, and while she had the intention to finish them off, she couldn't do it here. This was a formal competition, and she was representing Phantom Star as a student.

"Alright~"

Ning Rongrong smiled. With Meng Yiran pulling her along, Ma Hongjun had neither the heart nor the ability to pay any mind to Ning Rongrong.

Even if she were aiming for him, there was nothing he could do about it.

"Hey, don't hit the face, don't hit the face! I was wrong, I was wrong."

Under the heavy palms, Ma Hongjun kept shouting, all because Ning Rongrong was slapping him while yelling, "That's for your foul mouth, that's for insulting us."

And so, one could witness the birth of a pig's head.

After being slapped a dozen times, he was then sent flying by Ning Rongrong.

Even with Meng Yiran's help, she felt very happy and relieved.

"Oh, the situation has changed once again; Shrek has lost another member.

Is there still a miracle? Will a miracle happen? Oh, it seems not; there are no miracles left."

The host continued his commentary, whetting the audience's appetite. Some gamblers listening actually thought a miracle might occur.

After all, with the outside odds at 1:100, they had bet their entire net worth, hoping to strike it rich and live in a villa by the sea.

Now that they were about to become "flying men" themselves, how could they not hope for a miracle?

But reality slapped them hard in the face.

Following Ma Hongjun being sent flying, Dai Mubai was also sent flying. Their hopes were completely shattered.

Before Dai Mubai was sent flying, he was still saying, "Zhuqing, are you really?"

That naturally earned him Zhuqing's disgust. "Hmph, you? Disgusting! Still calling me that so intimately? Are we that close?"

After saying this, she slapped him and gave a look to Luo Xiaoshi, resulting in the scene where both were sent flying.

Now, only Oscar remained on the field for Shrek, standing alone like a helpless and pitiful lamb, at a total loss.

"Are you going to walk off yourself, or should we send you off?"

It was Ning Rongrong's turn to say this, as Oscar was simply too weak—too weak to be worth the breath of Zhuqing or Luo Xiaoshi.

Meng Yiran felt that saying such things was beneath her, so she left it to her fellow Demon Pill junior sister, Ning Rongrong.

"I'll go down, I'll go down right now."

Startled into awareness, Oscar didn't hesitate in the slightest.

The students of Phantom Star Academy were far too ferocious; they had won five-on-five without losing a single person.

Especially when he recalled being slapped by Ning Rongrong earlier, a sharp pain flared up. Those cursed memories were still attacking him.

"Hmph, truly weak."

These words didn't come from the Phantom Star team, as they were busy bowing to thank their fans; to them, it was just an ordinary match.

"Xiaogang, you've gone too far with that remark."

Flender glanced at his good brother, feeling that he was being overly extreme.

For a moment, the Shrek preparation area fell into a dead silence. Flender busied himself with bringing the others back, while Gangzi continued to watch—though even if he wanted to help, there was nothing he could do.

"Master, we won! What about your previous promise?"

The few little ones who had returned to their preparation area were now claiming their reward from Chen An.

Chen An had previously mentioned that if they won, he would take them out to eat, which was the reason for this scene.

"Haha, everyone gets some, everyone gets some. All of you do."

They had just won, so why not celebrate? Worry about expenses? Are you trying to make me laugh?

"Do we get some too?" the other students who weren't direct disciples asked timidly.

"Of course. When I said 'all of you,' I naturally meant all fourteen who participated."

Then, a chorus of cheers erupted.

"Yay! Thank you, Dean~"