Douluo: Selling Ning Rongrong's Mission Card, She Dropped Out of School Chapter 36

In an instant, Flender knelt back down properly before Ning Rongrong.

Flender dared not resist throughout this entire process.

Because he knew that when a Titled Douluo grew angry, millions would perish, and blood would flow like a river!

If he were to provoke Ning Rongrong, he, Flender, would surely be struck down on the spot!

Let alone the wrath of a Titled Douluo.

Even without the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, Flender himself had killed people when he was truly enraged.

Not only Flender, but Zhao Wuji had also killed countless people and made innumerable enemies, which was why he had fled to Soto City to live in seclusion!

"Little bird-man, since your mouth is so stiff, I'll help you beat it until it's soft!"

Ning Rongrong spoke.

As she spoke, she exerted force once more, swinging her left hand fiercely.

The wind of her palm whistled, and with a 'bang', it struck heavily against Flender's right cheek!

Bang!

Flender was slapped, lost his balance, and fell to the ground once again.

This time, both his left and right cheeks were swollen, matching each other.

His long, thin, shoe-shaped face was swollen on both sides, looking just like a toad puffing out its cheeks—an incredibly unsightly sight.

But it wasn't over yet!

"I don't just want that little kitten Dai Mubai to remember what a shoeprint looks like!"

"I also want you to know exactly what a shoeprint looks like!"

Ning Rongrong said coldly.

Immediately after, she raised her jade foot and stomped it fiercely onto Flender's body.

Bang, bang, boom, boom, ah—!!

The sounds of impact, the surging of energy, muffled groans, and screams rose and fell in succession.

Dai Mubai, who lay on the ground nearby, along with Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscar in the distance, could not help but cover their eyes and turn their heads away, unable to bear watching any longer.

After teaching him a lesson for a while, Ning Rongrong stopped and stood with her hands behind her back, as if nothing had happened.

As for poor Flender, he lay on the ground, his shoe-shaped face swollen a full circle larger, resembling a pig's head, with both eyes turned black and blue.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he lay on the ground, gasping for air, looking as if he were questioning his very existence.

Although he had been beaten, at least his life had been spared!

"Little bird-man, do you understand now?" Ning Rongrong said indifferently, looking down at him.

Flender, slumped on the ground, managed to turn himself over with difficulty.

Being extremely shrewd, he immediately forced a look of gratitude onto his face and said, "Many thanks to Your Excellency for your guidance!"

Ning Rongrong was very satisfied with Flender's performance and said, "Little bird-man, you are quite sensible. Not bad, not bad, keep up the good work in the future!"

"Many thanks for Your Excellency's praise...!" Flender thanked her.

Just then, two round, stout figures approached from the distance.

Ning Rongrong now possessed the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, and her spiritual power was incredibly formidable; she immediately sensed them.

The arrivals were none other than Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun!!

It turned out that after Ma Hongjun ran to complain to Flender, he felt it wasn't enough, so he went to fetch Zhao Wuji as well.

After all, Dai Mubai was also Zhao Wuji's beloved student!

Since his beloved student had been beaten, Zhao Wuji naturally had to come out to settle the score.

Now, the two of them were rushing over, looking aggressive and imposing.

Seeing this, a brilliant smile appeared on the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth.

"Haha, the little bear is here!" Ning Rongrong said happily.

She still had a pent-up frustration in her heart that she hadn't fully vented yet.

Now that Zhao Wuji had arrived, he was the perfect outlet for that lingering resentment.

When she first enrolled at Shrek, Zhao Wuji had used his formidable cultivation to spar against Ning Rongrong, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others.

During that soul-fighting assessment, Ning Rongrong had been taught a harsh lesson.

She had held a grudge in her heart ever since, never forgetting that slight.

Now, having finished teaching Dai Mubai and Flender a lesson...

The duration of the "Ice Dragon King Martial Soul Title Douluo Cultivation Experience Card" had not yet expired.

It was the perfect time to teach Zhao Wuji a lesson!

Upon hearing the words "Little Bear."

Flender turned to stone on the spot, unable to help but feel a surge of sympathy for Zhao Wuji, thinking to himself, This blockhead, why did he have to show up now?

Isn't he just walking straight into the line of fire?

Walking right into a trap?

He really is an idiot, this Zhao Wuji!!

Nearby, Tang San, Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and the others reacted in turn, feeling a sense of pity for Zhao Wuji.

Zhu Zhuqing watched quietly from the side, a radiant smile blooming on her face; she found the scene incredibly satisfying.

Immediately after.

The Ice Dragon King upon Ning Rongrong's lithe, beautiful body spread its wings, whipping up a frigid gale that carried her away from her spot, sending snowflakes swirling wildly through the air.

As for Zhao Wuji, he had been feeling quite overheated from his journey here.

His thick, wall-like frame was currently drenched in sweat.

Suddenly.

Zhao Wuji felt the surrounding temperature plummet, turning bone-chillingly cold.

Ma Hongjun, standing nearby, felt the same. He had been suffering from his usual internal "evil fire," leaving him feeling feverish.

But now, Ma Hongjun felt something rare: the evil fire within him was being suppressed, and a chill was creeping up his spine!

"What is going on?"

Zhao Wuji furrowed his brows, confused as to why the mild weather had suddenly transformed into a frozen wasteland.

"Why is it snowing?" Ma Hongjun asked, his face full of bewilderment.

The next second.

Zhao Wuji felt an incredibly terrifying and frigid aura lock onto him.

"This... is this the aura of a Title Douluo???"

Zhao Wuji's bear-like eyes constricted sharply; he could hardly believe it.

At that moment.

A deafening dragon roar echoed through the air.

Ning Rongrong's cold, ethereal, and noble figure appeared proudly before Zhao Wuji, the Ice Dragon King above her head radiating a truly immense pressure.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Zhao Wuji looked up.

"Ning Rongrong?"

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment.

"Ah!"

"This is... the Ice... Ice Dragon King...!"

Zhao Wuji stammered, his expression becoming incredibly vivid.

The massive Ice Dragon King looked ferocious, its body blotting out the sky, its overwhelming pressure truly terrifying!

"And this... these soul rings... two yellow, two purple, four black... and one red!!"

"Ahhh!"

Zhao Wuji jumped in fright, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ah, is this even Ning Rongrong anymore!"

Beside him, Ma Hongjun was so terrified he collapsed onto the ground, looking as if his entire worldview had been shattered.

"It is I, Ning Rongrong!"

Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly and said.

Immediately after, she reached out with both hands.

As soul light flickered in the void, her hands transformed into two enormous claws of ice.

She grabbed Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun directly, lifting them up as easily as if they were mere chicks.

"Little Furry Bear, Little Turkey, be good and don't resist!"

"Otherwise, I'll beat you until even your own mothers wouldn't recognize you!"

Ning Rongrong spoke in a gentle tone, yet the words she uttered were terrifying.

If she were still the Ning Rongrong with only Great Soul Master cultivation, Zhao Wuji certainly wouldn't have been afraid.

But now, facing a Title Douluo Ning Rongrong who possessed nine soul rings—including a red one—Zhao Wuji didn't dare to harbor even the slightest thought of resistance.

If they resisted, it would be a Soul Saint fighting a Titled Douluo—simply asking for a beating!

It was better to be compliant; perhaps the thrashing would be lighter.

And so, it was decided.

Little Furry Bear and Little Turkey were held mid-air by Ning Rongrong.

The Ice Dragon King spread its wings and took flight, whipping up gusts of cold wind that sent snowflakes dancing across the sky.

Upon arriving at Flender's location.

Ning Rongrong tossed Little Furry Bear and Little Turkey down as if she were discarding trash.

After being thrown to the ground.

Zhao Wuji and Ma Hongjun both felt a wave of soreness throughout their bodies.

"Zhao Wuji, you fool, why did you come here!"

Flender said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji looked over, and upon seeing Flender's swollen, pig-like face, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Haha, ugh, no, Flender, how did you end up looking like this?"

"Head... Headmaster..." Ma Hongjun also felt that Headmaster Flender's appearance was truly comical at this moment.

At the same time, he felt incredibly surprised that Headmaster Flender had been reduced to such a state.

"Idiots, you still have the face to laugh? Soon, you'll end up just like me!"

Flender rolled his eyes at the two of them and spoke.

After saying this, Flender turned his head to the side, ignoring them further.

Just then.

Ning Rongrong descended from the sky with her Ice Dragon King, looking every bit like a saintess of the Ice Dragon King.

"Little Furry Bear, Little Turkey, come over here and collect your reward!"