"Since when did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have a trick like this hidden up their sleeve?"
Flender could hardly believe what was happening before his eyes. He was scared stiff.
"Holy crap! Ning Rongrong, she's a Titled Douluo?"
Oscar was startled, his expression utterly remarkable as his body trembled slightly.
"A red Soul Ring... That must have come from a powerful Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast..."
Xiao Wu could hardly believe it. Her delicate body trembled a little, because she herself was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit transformed into a human.
Crack!
Tang San clenched his fists, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as he stared fixedly at Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing must be hiding some huge secret!
Otherwise, she couldn't have gone from a Soul Grandmaster to a Titled Douluo!
Her Martial Soul couldn't have changed from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda into the Ice Dragon King, either!
If she'd had this kind of power from the start, there's no way she would have enrolled in Shrek Academy!
It seems that after leaving the school these past few days, she gained an enormous opportunity at that so-called "Quest Card Shop"!
The Quest Card Shop!
I'll remember that!
Tang San yearned to grow stronger. Based on his guess, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had become so powerful because of their connection to the "Quest Card Shop" she'd mentioned!
Tang San silently committed it to memory. He would definitely pay the Quest Card Shop a visit.
"Rongrong, you're amazing!" Zhu Zhuqing felt a little envious and admired her. This Red-Level Reward is just too terrifying!
At the same time,
Zhu Zhuqing was standing quite close to Ning Rongrong, and she felt a slight chill.
Just then, Ning Rongrong thoughtfully released a gentle blue light that enveloped Zhu Zhuqing's alluring figure.
At once, Zhu Zhuqing felt warmth spread through her body, and the chill disappeared.
Then,
Ning Rongrong's icy gaze settled coldly on Flender. "Flender, do you still think you have what it takes to teach me a lesson?"
As she spoke,
Ning Rongrong's voice rolled like thunder, yet was as cold as an ice pick piercing Flender's heart.
"I... I..."
Flender couldn't manage another word.
He was only a Seven-Ring Soul Sage. How could he possibly defeat the nine-ring Titled Douluo Ning Rongrong before him?
"What do you mean, 'I'?"
"How dare you disrespect me? Get down on your knees!"
Ning Rongrong scolded him icily.
At the same time,
the Ice Dragon King opened its huge mouth and exhaled Ice Breath at Flender.
It was a bone-chilling blast. Everything in its path froze over!
Flender couldn't resist at all. The Ice Breath struck him, and a chill swept through his body. It felt as though even his blood had frozen.
An immensely powerful, frigid pressure bore down on him.
Thud!
Flender simply couldn't withstand it and dropped to his knees.
"Your Excellency... I was rude... I'm sorry..."
Flender begged for mercy with difficulty.
Soul Masters had their pride and wouldn't usually kneel and beg for mercy.
But before a powerful Titled Douluo,
their so-called pride was worthless, as cheap as dirt!
Flender had struggled through countless hardships and spent the best years of his life reaching Soul Saint rank.
He knew better than anyone how terrifying a Titled Douluo with nine red Soul Rings would be.
He couldn't even bring himself to defy her. He only wanted... to live!
Besides,
if he'd been facing some other Titled Douluo, Flender might have shown a little backbone instead of kneeling so readily.
But the Douluo before him wasn't just anyone. She was the twelve-year-old Little Demoness, Ning Rongrong!
Ning Rongrong really was a little demoness, practically a lunatic who never reasoned with anyone.
If he dared defy her, he would die horribly. Even if she didn't kill him, she'd subject him to the most horrifying torture.
Flender knew Ning Rongrong's personality well. He wouldn't dare provoke her now that she had Titled Douluo strength.
Looking at Flender, the dean, kneeling before her,
Ning Rongrong's pretty face bloomed with a lovely smile.
"Dean Flender—uh, no. You little cat-bird... little bird-man!"
"That's right, little bird-man. Do you still dare to discipline me on my father's behalf?"
Ning Rongrong looked down at him and spoke with utter arrogance.
"This humble one would never dare, Your Excellency. I'm not worthy!"
Flender shook his head over and over.
Nearby,
Tang San, Oscar, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the others were stiff with cold in the surrounding air.
Seeing Dean Flender cower in an instant,
their spirits sank even lower. They felt humiliated.
But Flender didn't see it that way. He consoled himself: Kneeling before a Titled Douluo isn't shameful!
I'm simply putting my teaching into practice. When you meet an unbeatable opponent, run for your life!
And if you can't run, be practical for the moment, endure the humiliation, and stay alive...!
As Flender consoled himself,
he also planned to use this very argument to restore his authority among Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others after Ning Rongrong left.
Hearing Flender's groveling words,
Ning Rongrong was very satisfied and continued:
"Little bird-man, answer me. Are you still qualified to teach Zhuqing and me how to cultivate?"
Flender shook his head like a rattle drum. "Your Excellency, you're so powerful. I'm not qualified to teach you!"
"Good!" Ning Rongrong said with satisfaction. "Then Zhuqing and I are withdrawing from the academy today. You're not qualified to teach us!"
"Little bird-man, remember this: you're not fit to be a teacher. We're withdrawing, not being expelled by you!"
Flender nodded repeatedly and agreed. "That's right, Your Excellency. I'm not fit for the job! You're withdrawing, and we have nothing to do with each other anymore!"
"Mm, very good! Little bird-man, I'm very pleased with your performance!" Ning Rongrong said.
Then her gaze swept over Tang San, Oscar, Xiao Wu, and the others as she said, "This is your vaunted Dean Flender, shamelessly kneeling before me right now!"
"I remember him saying that Support-type Soul Masters are the easiest to kill, so they have to run and run every day to master the art of escape!"
"Take a look. This little bird-man is showing you how it's done right now!"
"We Soul Masters shouldn't fear a fight! When faced with a true powerhouse, you can't escape even if you grow wings!"
"Running every day, year after year, is a complete waste of time!"
"Tang San, Xiao Wu, you're both smart. Do you think this little bird-man's words are worth believing?"
"I'm sure you've already found your answer!"
"As for you, Oscar and Dai Mubai, Flender has led you astray. You only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong!"
"When you face a powerful opponent, you don't even have the courage to raise your heads!"
After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, she looked around at everyone.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others all fell silent.
They thought Ning Rongrong made sense, but didn't dare agree for fear of offending Flender.
Neither Flender nor Ning Rongrong was someone they could afford to offend.
For them, keeping quiet was the greatest way to save themselves!
After saying all that, Ning Rongrong felt much better.
Then she looked down at Flender.
Just venting her anger with words wasn't enough for her.
She wanted to hit him herself, so Flender would remember her words for the rest of his life and never dare provoke her again.
Back when she was in the sect, her father, Ning Fengzhi, had used cruel methods to punish traitors. Their suffering stayed with them for life, serving as a warning to everyone else!
"Little bird-man, do you have any objections?" Ning Rongrong asked.
"None!" Flender shook his head.
In truth, a wave of fury was already surging in his heart, and he had begun to contemplate murder.
If looks could kill, he would have lifted his eyes and hacked Ning Rongrong to pieces.
"Good!"
Ning Rongrong nodded in satisfaction, then stepped forward twice.
Then,
between the Ice Dragon King's crystal-like teeth, a pale, freezing breath poured out from its mouth and struck Flender directly.
"Ah!"
Flender's whole body froze stiff, and his face instantly turned pale.
After immobilizing him,
Ning Rongrong raised her right hand and slapped Flender hard across the mouth.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Her palm whipped through the air with a powerful gust.
Thwack!
The forceful palm struck Flender squarely across his pale, wedge-shaped face.
It sent a mouthful of bloody spittle flying and knocked him to the ground.
Chapter 46: Beating Up Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun
Ning Rongrong's slap had been tremendously powerful.
After all, it came from a nine-ring Titled Douluo. Flender, caught completely off guard, immediately swelled up across the face.
But Ning Rongrong didn't stop there.
"Little bird-man, are you lying there pretending to be dead? Get back on your knees!"
Ning Rongrong said coldly.
As she spoke, she sent a surge of powerful Soul Power into Flender, lifting his body back up.