Tang San Hunts Down Ning Rongrong

Flender had no wish to dwell on the dispute. He waved a hand and said sternly, "No more discussion. Eat your meals, and don't slack off."

Seeing this, the others swallowed their questions and ate in silence.

Tang San finished the food in his bowl in a few quick bites.

"I'm going to train."

With that, he left the dining hall.

Before long, Tang San had left Shrek Academy and was racing toward Suotuo City.

The night was black as ink, shrouding the desolate wilderness outside Suotuo City.

Ning Rongrong had not stopped cursing the entire way. She was a furious little spitfire.

Just as the two girls were about to emerge from the dark woods, something stirred in the boundless darkness!

Whoosh!

An icy glint pierced the night. A Fine Iron Armor-Piercing Arrow more than ten centimeters long screamed through the air, aimed straight at Ning Rongrong's throat!

It closed the distance in an instant, giving neither girl a chance to react or dodge.

Just as the arrow was about to pierce Ning Rongrong's delicate neck and take her life, a pale-green streak shot in from the side and struck its shaft with unerring precision.

Clang!

The sharp ring of metal on metal echoed across the wilderness. The killing arrow flew off course and buried itself deep in a nearby rock, where it continued to quiver.

The two girls followed the streak of light and saw Flender. They also spotted the arrow nearby.

They understood at once what had happened.

Ning Rongrong turned and fixed her gaze on the deep darkness of the woods ahead. Her voice was icy as she said, one word at a time, "Tang San!"

A young figure stood motionless in the shadows.

Hatred and malice churned in Tang San's eyes as he glared at Flender for ruining his plans. Fury surged through him.

Damn Flender! Again and again, he stands in my way and ruins everything!

He's asking to die!

At Ning Rongrong's words, Tang San stepped out of the shadows.

Once he emerged, the hatred in his eyes had vanished, replaced by confusion.

"Dean Flender, what is the meaning of this?" he asked, feigning bewilderment. "Those two have already left Shrek. They're no longer students here."

Flender's Owl Spirit gave him excellent night vision.

He had seen every trace of hatred, cruelty, venom, and murderous intent in Tang San's eyes.

His heart sank.

Xiaogang has lived his whole life with honesty, integrity, and a sense of duty. How could he take on a disciple so calculating, vicious, and rotten?

This boy kills on a whim and has no limits. Sooner or later, he'll turn on his own teacher and bring disaster upon him.

I must find a chance to warn Xiaogang and help him see the boy's true face before that disguise fools him into losing his reputation—or his life at his disciple's hands.

Having made up his mind, Flender said gravely, "They haven't completed the formal withdrawal process. That means they're still Shrek students. I will not allow fellow students to kill each other!"

Tang San's face darkened bit by bit, and a vicious aura rose around him. "Dean, if I insist on killing them today, do you really think you can protect them both on your own?"

The challenge and threat were unmistakable.

Flender's expression turned cold. The pressure of a Soul Saint spread from him, but he did not yield an inch. "I'm a level seventy-eight Soul Saint. Protecting two youngsters is well within my power."

"Why be so stubborn, Dean?" Tang San narrowed his eyes, his voice growing colder. "For my teacher's sake, I'll pretend this never happened if you step aside. But if you insist on stopping me, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences when my father returns."

Flender knew a threat when he heard one.

But he had no choice. If he let Tang San kill Ning Rongrong today, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would hold Shrek responsible for her death. The entire academy would be destroyed.

So he could only grit his teeth and stand firm.

"Hahaha! What a bold young man! Just what I'd expect from a descendant of the Clear Sky Sect!"

The wild laughter came out of nowhere.

Several dark figures then fell from the sky and slammed into the ground, sending dust billowing everywhere.

A figure in a black robe stepped forward and stopped beside Tang San.

The man pulled back his hood, revealing Tang Hao's face.

Tang San's eyes lit up. "Father!"

He glanced at the cold bodies of several black-clad figures on the ground, puzzled. "Father, who are they?"

Tang Hao raised a hand and gently patted Tang San's head.

"Just the covert guards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect assigned to that little girl. They were in the way, so I dealt with them."

He turned to Flender, his gaze indifferent.

Flender's heart tightened. He hurriedly clasped his hands in a respectful salute. "Your Excellency, Clear Sky Douluo."

"Hmph." Tang Hao gave a cold snort.

"A mere Soul Saint dares defy the son of Clear Sky Douluo again and again? Who gave you the nerve?"

Boom! The vast pressure of a Titled Douluo swept out and bore down on Flender like a mountain.

Flender's bones creaked. His blood churned, and veins bulged across his forehead as he fought to remain standing. "Your Excellency, you mustn't! Ning Rongrong is the only daughter of Ning Fengzhi, leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Zhu Zhuqing is a direct descendant of the Zhu Family of the Star Luo Empire!"

"Consequences?" Tang Hao scoffed, his eyes full of contempt. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect thinks it can stand against the Clear Sky Sect? They're nothing but rabble to us."

"And in the Star Luo Empire, even the imperial Dai Family must heed the Clear Sky Sect, let alone the Zhu Family! If they displease me, I'll have a new emperor on the throne tomorrow!"

At those outrageous words, Ning Rongrong laughed in fury. She stepped forward with her head held high and fired back without a trace of fear:

"At least the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't like a certain sect that let Spirit Hall drive it behind closed gates. You abandoned all your allies and hid from the fight. Cowards from beginning to end!"

"You talk so big! Anyone who didn't know better would think the Clear Sky Sect had forced Spirit Hall into hiding."

Zhu Zhuqing stood silent throughout. She was nowhere near as fearless as Ning Rongrong.

Facing a Titled Douluo, she felt only terror and did not dare say another word.

Tang Hao's eyes sharpened, and his killing intent surged. "Watch your mouth, little girl. Do you want to die?"

Ning Rongrong did not back down. Chin raised, she said, "Go on, then! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't like your Clear Sky Sect, full of cowards afraid to die."

If Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul had been the Seven Kill Sword instead of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, her fearless, resilient nature might have made her even more formidable than Sword Douluo Chen Xin.