Chapter 44 The incident escalates, the Heavenly Dragon Gang is about to appear in
the Barak Kingdom, Shrek Academy.
Oscar watched Lan Minghua's retreating figure and swallowed hard.
It was the first time he had seen Lan Minghua so angry, directly killing Ning Rongrong's father.
Not only that, even Sword Douluo had his arms severed by his most proficient sword.
Even if he was still alive, his Dao heart was shattered, and he was completely crippled.
Watching Lan Minghua walking ahead whistling, Oscar asked in a trembling voice,
"Master, why do you have such great hostility towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
Lan Minghua rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "You're still young, you don't understand the reasons, I don't blame you."
Oscar frantically pulled at his hair, almost pulling himself bald, but still couldn't figure it out.
After all, in his understanding, at most Ning Rongrong complained to Sword Douluo and asked him to go out for her.
And then, nothing more.
"Master, what exactly is the reason?!"
Lan Minghua didn't answer Oscar, saying softly, "I'm too lazy to explain, figure it out yourself."
Oscar was on the verge of tears, feeling that his master had neglected him since he had a junior sister.
Just then, Zhu Zhuqing behind him explained, "Because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants to use Master to gain fame, that's why Master is angry."
As a member of the Netherworld Cat Clan of the Star Luo Empire, she could see that.
Oscar was dumbfounded, not expecting that those few words contained such a wealth of information.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants to use Master to gain fame?!
He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried; he really wasn't very smart.
Lan Minghua was also quite surprised to hear Zhu Zhuqing's explanation; he hadn't expected that a little girl could see it.
However, this further confirmed his suspicions.
Others weren't unaware that Ning Fengzhi was scheming; they just didn't have the power to retaliate.
Even a twelve-year-old girl like Zhu Zhuqing knew, so how could some old foxes from other forces not know?
After all, a certain Immortal Venerable once said: Never underestimate the wisdom of others; only fools think others are foolish.
Ning Fengzhi was that very fool.
However, he had already paid the price for his foolishness, and it was too late to say anything now.
Oscar was furious after learning the real reason.
"Damn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, how disgusting!"
Lan Minghua's decision not to kill Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo was already a sign of his good temper.
However, Oscar didn't know that there was a deeper meaning behind not killing Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong.
The Heavenly Dragon Gang needed examples to quickly gain fame.
Because examples are the most weighty words.
Sword Douluo had his arms cut off, so how could Ning Fengzhi not die?
After all, the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't have much combat power.
They relied solely on their powerful Soul Masters.
Therefore, sparing Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo's lives wasn't due to Lan Minghua's overflowing compassion, but rather a calculated move.
If Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they might try to make a comeback and seek revenge.
Then Lan Minghua would have a legitimate reason to completely destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The Heavenly Dragon Gang would also become a well-known new force on the continent.
"I deserve to die! How could I doubt my master's actions!"
Oscar slapped himself for questioning his master.
However, he quickly forgot about what had just happened and shamelessly asked, "Master, those two moves you just made were too powerful. Do you have any stronger sword techniques?"
"Yes, disciple does. Of course, there are more than two moves of that strength; there are nine in total."
Oscar's eyes sparkled as he fawned over Lan Minghua.
"Teacher, what do you think? Can I learn swordsmanship from you? I want to be a handsome man like you."
Lan Minghua glanced at him and said, "Becoming a handsome man like me isn't easy. Unless you're a born sword genius, but such people are one in a million."
"Oi!" Oscar roared and jumped aside like a fool.
He then conjured a sword with golden light and brandished it wildly.
After finishing, he confidently said to Lan Minghua, "Obviously, I'm that kind of person." Before he finished
speaking, a fist slammed into Oscar's face, knocking him unconscious.
Lan Minghua chuckled softly, "Looks like you're not."
After knocking Oscar out with one punch, he told Zhu Zhuqing and the others to find a place to consolidate their soul power.
Zhu Zhuqing naturally dragged Oscar by the leg, leading him towards their usual training area.
Meng Yiran stared wide-eyed, utterly astonished.
"Master...is this how Master always interacts with Senior Brother?!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently, "More or less, anyway, Master really likes interacting with Oscar like this."
This completely changed Meng Yiran's impression of Title Douluos.
However, she didn't find anything wrong with it; this kind of environment actually made her cultivation easier.
Some time later, Sword Douluo, using his last bit of strength, brought Ning Rongrong back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Bone Douluo, who was stationed at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, immediately sensed something was wrong.
"Old Sword Master's aura... why is it so weak? And why can't I sense Feng Zhi's aura?"
Realizing something was amiss, Bone Douluo immediately opened a spatial passage and rushed over.
What he saw nearly scared him to death.
Seeing Sword Douluo with both arms severed and Ning Rongrong devoid of spirit, a sense of unease welled up in Bone Douluo's heart.
He quickly flew over, caught Ning Rongrong, and immediately asked, "Old Sword Master, what happened? Why are you so badly injured? And where is Feng Zhi? Where is he?!"
Sword Douluo, already suffering from a broken Dao Heart and excessive blood loss, had fainted.
Bone Douluo swiftly supported Sword Douluo, his heart filled with shock.
"Although I hate to admit it, I am no match for Old Sword Master. But who could possibly have the strength to injure him like this? And Feng Zhi, he should be alright, right?"
As the sect leader of the three upper sects, Bone Douluo felt no one would dare to easily kill Ning Fengzhi.
After all, killing him would mean making an enemy of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong could no longer suppress her fear and threw herself into Bone Douluo's arms, sobbing.
"Waaah, Grandpa Bone, my father is dead!"
"What! Feng Zhi, dead?!"
A thunderous roar seemed to ring in Bone Douluo's ears, shaking him so violently that he froze, completely stunned.
Meanwhile, in the Spirit Hall,
Bibi Dong learned the whole story from Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
"Damn it, I didn't expect him to actually refuse the Spirit Hall's invitation and even seriously injure Yue Guan and Gui Mei!"
Bibi Dong's eyes were icy cold; she would never allow anyone to ruin the Spirit Hall's plans.
"As long as I pass the Rakshasa God's test, the entire continent will be mine!"
She was currently undergoing the Rakshasa God's test. Her strength hadn't yet reached its peak.
But facing Lan Minghua, who had provoked the Spirit Hall, she would never let it go.
Just then, a deacon from the Spirit Hall rushed in from outside the hall in a panic.
"Your Holiness, something terrible has happened!"
"What kind of behavior is this, all flustered and disrespectful!"
Already furious, Bibi Dong shouted coldly, instantly suppressing the Spirit Hall deacon with her overwhelming spirit power.
Bibi Dong ignored him and said coldly, "Speak, what happened?"
The Spirit Hall deacon lay prostrate on the ground, trembling, "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi, is dead!"
(End of Chapter)
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