In an instant, Flender knelt properly before Ning Rongrong again.
Throughout the whole ordeal, Flender didn't dare resist.
He knew that when a Titled Douluo flew into a rage, millions could lie dead, and rivers could run red with blood!
If he angered Ning Rongrong, Flender would undoubtedly be splattered with blood right there and then!
And that was without even considering a Titled Douluo's wrath.
Flender himself wasn't a Titled Douluo, but when he truly got angry, he'd killed people before.
Flender wasn't the only one. Zhao Wuji had also killed countless people and made countless enemies, which was why he'd fled to Suotuo City to hide!
"Little birdman, your mouth is so stubborn. I'll help you beat it until it's smashed and soft!"
Ning Rongrong said.
As she spoke, she put more force into her swing and slapped him hard with her left hand.
The wind from her palm howled. With a thud, it struck Flender squarely on his right cheek!
Thud!
The slap threw Flender off balance, and he toppled to the ground again.
This time, both his cheeks were swollen.
His long, narrow, pointed face was puffed up on both sides, like a toad with its cheeks bulging. It was an awful sight.
But she wasn't done yet!
"I wanted that little kitten Dai Mubai to remember what a shoe print looks like!"
"And I'm going to show you what one looks like, too!"
Ning Rongrong said icily.
Then she raised her delicate foot and stomped hard on Flender.
Thud, thud! Boom, boom! Aah—!!
The sounds of collisions and surging force mingled with muffled grunts and cries of pain, one after another.
Dai Mubai, lying on the ground nearby, and Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscar, standing farther away, all couldn't help covering their eyes and turning away, unable to watch.
After teaching him a lesson for a while,
Ning Rongrong stopped and stood with her hands behind her back, as if nothing had happened.
Poor Flender lay sprawled on the ground. His long, pointed face had swollen by a whole size, making him look like a pig's head, and both his eyes had turned black.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as he lay there, gasping for breath and looking as though he was questioning his entire life.
Although he'd been beaten, at least he'd kept his life!
"Little birdman, do you understand now?" Ning Rongrong said coolly, looking down at him.
Flender, sprawled on the ground, managed to turn himself around.
Ever the smooth operator, he forced out a grateful expression and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Your Excellency!"
Ning Rongrong was very pleased with Flender's performance. "Little birdman, you're quick to read the room. Not bad, not bad. Keep it up!"
"Thank you for your praise, Your Excellency...!"
Flender thanked her.
Just then,
two round figures approached from afar.
Now that Ning Rongrong had the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, her spiritual power was immensely strong. She immediately probed them.
The newcomers were none other than Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun!!
It turned out that after Ma Hongjun went to complain to Flender, he decided that wasn't enough and went to fetch Zhao Wuji, too.
After all, Dai Mubai was Zhao Wuji's beloved disciple!
His beloved disciple had been beaten, so of course Zhao Wuji had to come out and get even.
Now, the two of them were heading over, looking aggressive.
Seeing them, a bright smile appeared at the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth.
"Haha, the little bear is here!" Ning Rongrong said happily.
She still had a pent-up fury she hadn't fully vented.
Now that Zhao Wuji had arrived, she could vent it on him.
When Ning Rongrong first enrolled at Shrek, Zhao Wuji had relied on his formidable cultivation to Soul Fight against her, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others.
During that Soul Fighting test, Ning Rongrong had been taught a lesson.
She'd held a grudge over it ever since, and still remembered the score.
Now that she'd finished teaching Dai Mubai and Flender a lesson,
the 'Ice Dragon King Martial Soul Titled Douluo Cultivation Experience Card' was still in effect.
She could use it to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson, too!
At the words "little bear,"
Flender froze on the spot. He couldn't help feeling sorry for Zhao Wuji, thinking, Why did that fool come here now?
Isn't he walking straight into the line of fire?
He's asking for shit—and piping-hot shit, at that?
What an idiot, that Zhao Wuji!!
Tang San, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, and Oscar also understood what was going on. They all felt sorry for Zhao Wuji.
Zhu Zhuqing watched quietly from the side, smiling. She felt thoroughly avenged.
Then,
the Ice Dragon King on Ning Rongrong's graceful body spread its wings and whipped up a cold wind. It swept her away, sending the surrounding snow swirling through the air.
At the place where Zhao Wuji was standing, he'd been hurrying over and was feeling rather overheated.
His broad body, as thick as a city wall, was streaming with sweat.
Suddenly,
Zhao Wuji felt the temperature around him plunge, growing bitterly cold.
Ma Hongjun beside him felt the same. He'd been burning with Evil Fire and feeling hot all over.
But now, for once, Ma Hongjun felt his Evil Fire being suppressed, and a chill crept down his spine!
"What's going on?"
Zhao Wuji frowned deeply, puzzled as the mild weather around them turned into an icy, snowy world.
"Why is it snowing?" Ma Hongjun asked, baffled.
The next second,
Zhao Wuji felt an incredibly terrifying, freezing aura lock onto him.
"This... This is a Titled Douluo's aura???"
Zhao Wuji's bear-like eyes suddenly contracted. He could hardly believe it.
Just then,
a deafening dragon's roar rang out.
Ning Rongrong appeared proudly before Zhao Wuji, her noble figure radiating an icy, otherworldly beauty. The Ice Dragon King above her head unleashed a tremendous pressure.
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Zhao Wuji looked up ahead.
"Ning Rongrong?"
Zhao Wuji froze for a moment.
"Ah!"
"This is the Ice... Ice Dragon King...!"
Zhao Wuji stumbled over his words, his expression becoming quite a sight.
The enormous Ice Dragon King had a ferocious face and a body that blotted out the sky. Its overwhelming pressure was truly terrifying!
"And those... those Soul Rings... two yellow, two purple, four black... and one red!!"
"Ahhh!"
Zhao Wuji was so terrified he might as well have seen a ghost.
"Ah, is this really Ning Rongrong?!"
Ma Hongjun collapsed to the ground, looking as if he was questioning his entire life.
"It's me, Ning Rongrong!"
Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly.
Then she reached out with both hands.
Soul light flickered through the air, and the hands Ning Rongrong had stretched out instantly became two enormous hands of ice.
They grabbed Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun and lifted them up as if they were chicks.
"Little Furry Bear, Little Turkey, be good and don't resist!"
"Otherwise, I'll beat you so hard your mothers won't recognize you!"
Ning Rongrong spoke in a gentle voice, saying something utterly terrifying.
If she'd still only had the cultivation of a Soul Grandmaster, Zhao Wuji wouldn't have been afraid of her.
But now, he saw Ning Rongrong, a Titled Douluo with a red Soul Ring among her nine.
Zhao Wuji didn't dare entertain the slightest thought of resisting.
Resisting would mean a Soul Saint taking on a Titled Douluo—a sure way to get beaten up!
He was better off being obedient. Maybe then he'd get beaten a little less.
And so,
Little Furry Bear and Little Turkey were held aloft by Ning Rongrong.
The Ice Dragon King soared with its wings spread, whipping up gusts of cold wind and sending snowflakes swirling through the sky.
When she reached the place where Flender was,
Ning Rongrong tossed Little Furry Bear and Little Turkey down like garbage.
After they hit the ground,
Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun felt sore all over.
"Zhao Wuji, you fool! What did you come here for?" Flender said quietly.
Hearing him, Zhao Wuji looked over. When he saw Flender's swollen pig face, he couldn't help laughing. "Hahaha—uh, no, Flender, what happened to you?"
"D-Dean..." Ma Hongjun also thought Dean Flender's appearance was pretty funny.
At the same time, he was utterly surprised that Dean Flender had ended up in such a state.
"Idiots. You're laughing? You'll look just like me in a minute!" Flender said, glaring at the two of them.
After that, Flender turned his head away and ignored them.
Just then,
Ning Rongrong descended from the sky with her Ice Dragon King, looking like the holy maiden of the Ice Dragon King.
"Little Furry Bear, Little Turkey, come collect your reward!"