9: Tsundere
Tang San and Xiao Wu both stayed to see how Flanders taught. Flanders didn't care and looked at Oscar and Ning Rongrong: "You all have good talents, and the academy won't teach you how to practice. Everyone has their own way.Your martial spirits are all first-rate auxiliary martial spirits. What I want to teach you is how to better use your martial spirits to better protect yourself and assist your teammates."
Oscar lowered his head, already tired of hearing this kind of talk, while Ning Rongrong tilted her snow-white neck and nodded obediently.
"Spirit masters like you are very fragile. Without strong teammates to protect you, it is difficult for you to survive. Zhou Hao, tell me how a support-type spirit master can protect himself."
Zhou Hao was caught off guard. He thought Flanders would ask Oscar. "As an auxiliary soul master, you must first learn to escape." He said with a smile.
"Did you hear that? He's right, Oscar, you should understand better. So your first lesson today is physical training. From now on, run around the village twenty times. If you don't finish before lunch, then wait until after lunch. Oscar will lead the way, and you can use your martial spirit."
Ning Rongrong ran out without saying anything, and Oscar hurriedly chased after her. Flanders laughed and looked at Zhou Hao: "You are the most surprising little monster this year, Zhou Hao!"
"The dean has good eyesight, hahaha."
"I heard that you and Tang San are from the same hometown?"
"Yes, we have known each other since childhood." Zhou Hao nodded.
"Your talent is unheard of. I'm afraid we old guys can't teach you anything." Flanders looked at Zhou Hao with a gentle smile.
"My cultivation is still in its infancy. You and other teachers are my seniors, so I can naturally learn a lot. Talent is one thing, but I also need to know myself better."
Flanders smiled even more: "A young man can be taught. I will accept you as my student. Just follow behind the two of them today and watch them. That girl won't be obedient. I will leave it to you when the time comes. I can't teach her a lesson now."
"Yes, Dean." Zhou Hao complained in his heart, responded with a smile and went out.
Flanders then pulled Tang San aside to ask about Yu Xiaogang. The golden triangle had been separated for many years, and the feelings between the old friends had long been brewing like a jar of old wine. They would not say how much they missed him, but the past years had long been settled in their hearts.
"Hahaha, he is still the same, like a stubborn donkey." Flanders laughed loudly and patted Tang San on the shoulder. "Since you are his proof, prove it to everyone." After speaking, he turned and left.
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Outside the village, Oscar ran steadily in front of Ning Rongrong. The beautiful girl was pleasing to the eye, and he didn't seem to be tired at all.
Ning Rongrong became angrier and angrier as she ran. At the beginning, she was full of confidence because her father had always asked her to exercise since she was a child, and what he said was almost exactly the same as Flanders, so she thought she could run it. But after running for so long, she didn't even make a circle.
"Oscar, how far is this circle?" Ning Rongrong felt a little annoyed by the sun.
Oscar smiled bitterly: "I told you when we just left the village that this is an impossible task. Even if a battle spirit master came, he would be exhausted."
Ning Rongrong glanced at him. Although she was still young, her gentle eyes were full of seductive charm.
Oscar's bones became a little soft when he was stared at. He grinned, leaned over with a shameless face, and whispered: "I have roots..." Then he looked at Ning Rongrong as if he was presenting a treasure: "We two auxiliary spirit masters, how can we go hungry?" There was a flash of light in his hand, and a large, steaming hot sausage that was full of weight appeared in his hand, which he handed over to Ning Rongrong.
"Eat it with confidence. My soul spell sounds a bit harsh, but the recovery effect of this sausage is absolutely amazing.
Ning Rongrong finally didn't want to hide her true nature anymore. She looked at Oscar with contempt and said, "I still have two slices of thick bread. Eat your head." Her words were shocking and extremely tough.
After saying that, colorful light flashed in her palm, and with the help of agility, she ran far away, leaving Oscar standing there dumbfounded. Even Zhou Hao, who was following far behind, didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although he knew that Ning Rongrong could no longer hide, he was still a little shocked to see a gentle and kind girl change her style.
Zhou Hao walked over and said with a smile: "Oscar, what's wrong? Are you a little bit unable to accept it? It doesn't matter, she is just a little princess who has been spoiled. She is not a bad person. Run well, the dean asked me to supervise you."
"Yes, I will. I was just being sentimental." Oscar smiled and shook his head, but didn't show any expression. He continued to run, eating the sausage as he ran.
Zhou Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that he could teach this lawless little witch a lesson.
Ning Rongrong ran very fast, and her soul power was almost exhausted. Thinking of how the sect obeyed her, she was really angry that Flanders made her run so much, so she turned around and walked towards Soto City. She planned to go shopping, eat something, and buy a few beautiful dresses or something.
Just as she was thinking about rewarding herself, Ning Rongrong saw Zhou Hao appear at the fork in the road ahead, and her dissatisfaction and resentment burst out.
"Zhou Hao, Flanders asked you to monitor me?" She put her hands on her hips, looking like a proud princess, fearless.
"Yes, the dean asked me to supervise you to complete the training. I didn't expect that you wanted to be lazy after running only two laps. Go back and continue." Zhou Hao didn't give in to her at all.
"Who do you think you are? You are just a Soul Master with some talent. Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know. You are the favorite little daughter of the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, right?" Zhou Hao said lightly.
Ning Rongrong was not surprised, with a smug look on her pretty face: "We still have two Titled Douluo, Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword. If you know what's good for you, don't get in my way."
"Ning Rongrong is really spoiled like a little child." Zhou Hao couldn't stop laughing in his heart and thought she was quite cute like this.
"But you are in Shrek now, not your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and you are just a great soul master without any combat power." Zhou Hao remained indifferent on the surface, the dark golden light in his hand flickered, and he was not moved at all.
Ning Rongrong was frightened by Zhou Hao's aura. She had never suffered such an injustice before. She wanted to cry, but felt ashamed.
Suddenly, she had an idea: "Well, Zhou Hao, with your talent and strength, would you like to consider joining our sect? Don't worry, I will let Grandpa Gu and the others teach you personally. They are all Super Douluo, much stronger than Flanders and the others, and they can also help you hunt for the most suitable spirit ring."
"The conditions are very good." Zhou Hao seemed to be a little tempted. Ning Rongrong could hardly conceal the pride in her eyes when she saw this. She said, "I don't believe that I can't handle you."
"But I refuse!" Zhou Hao suddenly turned serious and refused. Ning Rongrong looked at Zhou Hao's teasing eyes and knew that she was being fooled. She cried out "wow".
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When she cried, Zhou Hao panicked. He had no idea what to do when a girl cried. He was in a panic and a little overwhelmed.
At this time Oscar was running over breathlessly, and Zhou Hao quickly winked at him, "Oscar, take her and continue running, I have something to do and I'll leave first." After saying that, he blinked, patted Oscar who was confused, and quickly ran away. Ning Rongrong was still crying aggrievedly.
Oscar reacted and gave Zhou Hao a grateful look. He walked to Ning Rongrong's side and took out a big sausage: "Eat something if you are tired. I will take you to run together."
Ning Rongrong turned her head, her eyes slightly red, grabbed the sausage, and took a big bite, which made Oscar shudder. Ning Rongrong finished a few bites, glared at Oscar, and started running again. Oscar smiled slyly and hurriedly followed.
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As night fell, the four-eyed owl Flanders stood on the playground, staring seriously at the eight students in front of him.
Zhou Hao, Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun and the cool and neat Zhu Zhuqing were all ready in the morning, and they were all in high spirits. Ning Rongrong and Oscar, who were standing next to them, had just finished running and were so tired that they couldn't even straighten their backs. Zhou Hao knew that they had run 20 laps.
Flanders held the letter from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in his hand and looked at Ning Rongrong with a sly smile in his eyes.
"Have you finished running twenty laps?" His tone was flat, showing no emotion.
"We've finished. We've both finished." Oscar glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was sweating profusely beside him, and a trace of pity rose in his heart, and he replied to Flanders.
Flanders said nothing and walked to Ning Rongrong: "Tell me, have you completed my task?"
"It's done." Ning Rongrong's voice was weak from exhaustion, and she stared at Flanders hatefully.
"Then why did you go to Soto City in the first place? Did you think I wouldn't know?" Flanders pushed his glasses.
Ning Rongrong was completely fed up: "Flanders, you old man, you bully me too. You are the same as Zhou Hao. I was the one who ran away in the end. I will let Grandpa Jian deal with you. Wuuuu..." She ran away crying, leaving Flanders with a stiff face.
Everyone looked at Zhou Hao with confusion. He smiled awkwardly and said nothing. Only Oscar gave him a grateful look and said to Flanders, "Dean, I will go and persuade her." After that, he chased after him in Ma Hongjun's envious eyes.
Zhu Zhuqing's cold eyes fluctuated a little. She glanced at Ning Rongrong's figure running away, followed by Oscar. She felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart. She glanced at Zhou Hao with her black eyes, then quickly retracted them.
Flanders still held the letter in his hand, remembering how Zhao Wuji was beaten up last night by Tang Hao, who cared about his son. He felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have provoked Ning Rongrong. This kid had a good character, and that Sword Douluo was probably unwilling to hold back when he beat him up.
Thinking of this, Flanders coughed twice: "Okay, if you want to stay here to practice in the future, you must abide by the rules here and attend every class. My words are absolute orders. Everyone has their own courses. If you neglect them, I will let you know the consequences.
Mu Bai, take them with you and follow me!"
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