Everyone lined up in a row. Flender nodded. "This year is quite good. We have five more little monsters. I am Flender, headmaster of Shrek Academy. Welcome. Later, each of you will pay one hundred Gold Soul Coins for tuition."
"Mubai, tell them the academy rules afterward. Then go back and rest. Get yourselves into the best possible condition. Today's first lesson will begin tonight."
Then, while Oscar lowered his head in prayer, he said, "Oscar, Ning Rongrong, you two are exceptions. Come with me."
It's over!
Oscar wailed inwardly. The headmaster had definitely heard him.
The others dispersed. Ma Hongjun wore a lecherous expression as he considered how to vent his Evil Fire in the future. Tang San wondered why class had to be held at night. Lu Shi went for a walk outside the village, while calculating how much it would cost to buy enough Soul Beast meat to fill his Storage Soul Tool.
His Soul Beast could also grow stronger by eating meat, so he definitely could not let the food supply run out.
"Oscar, Ning Rongrong, you are both support-type Soul Masters. Whether on the battlefield or in everyday life, you need the protection of companions. Oscar, tell me, how should you protect yourself on the battlefield?"
Having been a Shrek student for several years, Oscar knew perfectly well what training came next, but he still tried to save himself.
"Hide behind your allies as much as possible, and use every available terrain feature and building around you to avoid danger!"
He stood ramrod straight and answered loudly.
"Mm, not bad." Flender nodded. "Very good, but there is one thing you did not mention: running away."
I knew it.
Oscar's heart sank. He understood that there was no escaping it today. Ever since enrolling, he had been trained to run, and he had run more than any other student.
Today, he had to run again.
He could only take a deep breath, calm himself, and prepare for the coming long-distance run.
"As a support-type Soul Master, running away is an essential skill. A support-type Soul Master who cannot run away is not a qualified support-type Soul Master. Although as Soul Masters..."
Oscar had no interest in listening to Flender's long-winded lecture. He had heard those words more than once. Flender was clearly repeating them today for the newly arrived Ning Rongrong.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the serene and lovely Ning Rongrong beside him, at her fair, tender skin and obedient expression...
Perhaps running was not so bad after all...
It would be nice if he could talk with her more, or even take things a step further.
He was glad that he had shaved his beard today.
After saying a great deal, Flender finally said, "Your lesson today is physical training. Starting now, run twenty laps around the entire village. If you are not back before lunch, then you do not need to eat lunch. You may use your Martial Souls to assist yourselves. Now, go. Oscar, lead the way."
"Yes."
Ning Rongrong did not hesitate. She immediately ran toward the outskirts of the village, and Oscar grinned as he raised his foot to follow.
The village Flender referred to included the farmland outside it. One lap was at least three kilometers, and twenty laps were already terrifying enough, not to mention that they had to finish before lunch.
This requirement was not easy even for twentieth-level battle Soul Masters, much less support-type Soul Masters.
The day passed without incident.
When they gathered at dusk, Lu Shi arrived just in time to see Ning Rongrong reveal her true nature and argue fiercely with Flender.
"I am the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's greatest genius in a hundred years! I broke through level twenty at the age of twelve!"
"How dare you belittle me!?"
"Who do you think you are? You're just a measly Soul Saint, Flender. What are you being so arrogant for? Believe it or not, I'll have someone tear down this dump of a school!"
Everyone else widened their eyes. Was Ning Rongrong really this willful?
She had put on such a good act that not one of them had noticed before.
Flender said disdainfully, "The little Shrek Academy may not compare to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but you are merely a Soul Grandmaster. Even if you are the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's greatest genius in a hundred years, you are nothing in my eyes!"
"Nothing?" Ning Rongrong's usual gentleness had vanished completely. Only contempt and superiority remained. "I am a support-type Soul Master, of course I cannot compare my combat strength to battle Soul Masters. But on the battlefield, my role is greater than any of theirs!"
Flender said coldly, "No, you are wrong. Every person here is stronger than you and can survive on the battlefield. Only you cannot."
With a sweep of his hand, he pointed at Dai Mubai. "He broke through to Soul Elder at thirteen. His White Tiger Martial Soul is a top-tier beast Martial Soul, and he possesses the optimal Soul Ring configuration. He is the youngest student in this academy's history to break through level thirty."
"Xiao Wu reached level twenty-nine at twelve. She may even surpass Dai Mubai's record!"
"Ma Hongjun is around your age and entered Shrek Academy at eleven. Although his Martial Soul has a flaw, the Mutated Martial Soul he possesses is a top-tier beast Martial Soul. Few people on the continent can compare to him."
"Zhu Zhuqing has the same Soul Power as you, but she possesses a persistent and unwavering heart."
"Lu Shi reached level thirty-three at twelve. You have seen his strength yourself."
"Every person here is stronger than you. Ask yourself, which one can you compare to? You are the weakest here. What right do you have to be proud?"
Ning Rongrong refused to accept it and retorted, "I am the weakest? Oscar is merely a food-type Soul Master. How could he compare to me?"
Flender shook his head. "No, you are wrong. Oscar's talent is second only to Lu Shi's, and he may even surpass Mubai's. Otherwise, why would I allow him into this academy? Ning Rongrong, I will ask you just one question: have you ever seen a food-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in disbelief. How could there possibly be a support-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power in this world?!
There had never been a support-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power in the world of Soul Masters!
"What Soul Masters compete in is strength, not influence. A support-type Soul Master without companions is cannon fodder on the battlefield. Even your father would not dare claim to be unmatched under heaven."
"Much less a little girl like you!"
"Since you look down on this place, then please leave!"
Only then did Ning Rongrong, who had been brimming with confidence, realize that everyone was stronger than her. Even the extremely sleazy Oscar completely crushed her in talent.
With a wail, she covered her face and ran crying toward the dormitory.
Like a pear blossom in the rain.
Watching her retreating figure, Dai Mubai was somewhat worried. "Headmaster, wasn't that too harsh? What if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."
Before he could finish, Flender snorted disdainfully. "No matter how powerful the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is, it cannot control my Shrek Academy!"
He spoke with complete confidence. Whether it was Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, or anyone else present, they all deeply admired those words. In their eyes, Headmaster Flender was the very model of one who would rather break than bend.
One had to know that there were only around ten Titled Douluo on the entire Douluo Continent, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect alone had two of them. Even the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family had to be courteous upon meeting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's leader.
Yet Flender had actually dared to rebuke their most favored little princess like this.
He truly was... unyielding!
In everyone's hearts, Flender's figure seemed several times taller.
But only Lu Shi knew that Flender had received a letter from Ning Fengzhi, instructing him to properly discipline Ning Rongrong.
If he had not received permission, then with Flender's greedy, trouble-fearing nature, even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare scold Ning Rongrong.
"Alright, Lu Shi, go call Oscar back, then comfort Ning Rongrong."
Lu Shi froze. Why me?
Why was he being told to comfort Ning Rongrong?
Shouldn't it be Oscar?
Was it because she had been circling around him all day?
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