hotmtlnovel Chapter 63 Mutual Harm
Chapter 63 Mutual Harm
Chapter 63 Mutual Harm
Flanders smiled sinisterly, "Just because your father is reluctant to discipline you doesn't mean I am too."
This isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Anyone here is stronger than you. It's true the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the most powerful support-type martial soul, but you're only bringing shame upon it.
"You're talking nonsense."
Anger caused Ning Rongrong's small chest to heave violently. She was the most outstanding disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in this generation. Although she had many older brothers, none of them had broken through to level 20 before the age of 12 like her. Even her father, the sect leader, said that she was the only person in hundreds of years who had the opportunity to turn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
She grew up surrounded by admirers, showered with accolades, and praised by everyone.
But now Flanders is belittling her, which is unacceptable to her.
Flanders scoffed, "Everyone here is better than you."
Dai Mubai is 15 years old today, a level 37 Soul Master, and the youngest Soul Master in Shrek Academy's history. He became a Soul Master at only 13 years old. Do you think you could become a Soul Master at 13?
Ning Rongrong was speechless because she truly lacked confidence.
At this moment, Flander pointed at Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing are only 12 years old and are already level 27 Great Soul Masters. Can you compare to them?"
Ma Hongjun is about your age. His martial soul has a defect, but his soul power is no weaker than yours.
Ning Rongrong, tell me, which of them do you compare to? Here, you're the worst, so what gives you the right to be arrogant?
Ning Rongrong was unwilling to give up, "But there's Oscar, I'm better than him, right?"
Flander sneered, "You're wrong, terribly wrong. Oscar is an unprecedented existence. His talent surpasses everyone present because he is born with full soul power."
His future achievements are limitless, and he may even completely replace the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Rongrong was somewhat overwhelmed. She tried her best to defend herself: "I am a support type, how can I compare my strength with these battle spirit masters? But my role in the team is greater than theirs. My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda spirit is unparalleled in the world. With my amplification, the team's overall strength will be greatly improved."
Flander scoffed, "You overestimate yourself. Even your father wouldn't consider himself the best in the world. Without powerful partners to protect him, any ordinary Soul Master could easily kill him."
And someone as arrogant and condescending as you will only end up all alone in the future.
Ning Rongrong, here, your prized talent is the worst thing you can do. Your impetuous and arrogant personality also means that you will never find a partner who is willing to entrust their back to you.
Ning Rongrong, you are the worst.
The last sentence fell like a heavy hammer, shattering Ning Rongrong's inner pride and completely breaking her defenses.
Ning Rongrong burst into tears and ran back to her dormitory.
A smug smile appeared on Flander's old face. He thought to himself, "She's just a 12-year-old little brat. I can't handle her."
However, seeing Ning Rongrong run away, he became a little worried. He was afraid that he might really anger the girl and drive her away. She was a rare and promising talent.
Thinking of this, he deliberately said loudly, "Ignore her, our academy doesn't need this kind of useless coward who only knows how to run away."
On the other side, Ning Rongrong had already planned to leave Shrek Academy. This lousy academy had nothing to offer, so who would want it?
Flander's words reignited her competitive spirit. She didn't want others to think that her sore spot had been hit, so she chose to run away after breaking down.
"Dean, should I help her pack her luggage?"
Dai Mubai asked tentatively.
Flander glared at him, annoyed. "What are you packing up? Do you really want her to leave? Ning Rongrong may be spoiled and willful, but she's not a bad person at heart. She's just been pampered since she was little. Let her figure things out herself! Go tell Oscar to comfort Ning Rongrong. We're getting ready to leave!"
"Yes, Dean, I'll go right away!" Dai Mubai immediately agreed.
"We'll wait for Dai Mubai, then we'll head to Soto City! Your first lesson will be held there!"
Tang San and the others naturally had no objections and waited for Dai Mubai in the same spot.
The group then rushed towards Soto City. Flander flew ahead while Tang San and the others ran behind, all of them exhausted.
When we arrived in Soto, it was already dark, but Soto was even more lively at night than during the day.
The shops on both sides of the street were brightly lit, and some street vendors had also found their prime spots.
Tang San looked around with great interest, Zhu Zhuqing was aloof and undisturbed by external things, and Dai Mubai pretended to be calm.
Ma Hongjun was the only exception. His small eyes scanned the women coming and going, from 80-year-old women to 8-year-old children.
Led by Flanders, the group entered a teahouse and took their seats.
The group also learned from Flander the content of their first lesson, which was to conduct actual combat in the Soto City Arena.
Seeing Tang San's somewhat troubled expression, Flander said understandingly, "Tang San, your situation is special, so you don't need to participate for now."
In truth, Flander felt that real combat was very necessary, but what could Tang San's two 10-year spirit rings do? Who could he defeat? Wouldn't he be instantly killed if he stepped onto the arena?
Based on this consideration, he abandoned his plan to have Tang San participate.
Upon hearing this, everyone glanced at Tang San again, further convinced that he was a relative.
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't afraid of fighting, but he couldn't stand the way others looked at his spirit rings.
Those pitiful, sympathetic, and mocking gazes pierced his heart like a sharp sword, causing him unbearable pain.
……
Night fell, the moon shone like a silver plate, and the sky was filled with stars.
When Tang San and the others walked out of the Great Soul Arena, Flander had already disappeared.
Because of the competition, most of them were a little tired, but Ma Hongjun still had plenty of energy. His small eyes were lewdly looking at every woman who came and went.
Whenever they spot someone with a good figure, they immediately start drooling.
Seeing this, Dai Mubai wanted to tease his good brother, so he nudged him with his elbow and whispered with a smile, "Stop looking, it's none of your business if you keep looking."
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun was furious. Why did they have to bring up this sore spot? They just had to rub salt into my wounds.
Catching a glimpse of Zhu Zhuqing's icy expression out of the corner of his eye, Ma Hongjun hatched a plan.
I thought to myself, "You, Boss Dai, are trying to reopen old wounds, huh? Fine, let's hurt each other then and see who gets angry first."
(End of this chapter)