Chapter 58: Flandre, you little Soul Saint, I

Alright, the halftime break is over.

Put your gaze back on Shrek Academy.

Today is the first class at Shrek Academy; among the seven students, Flandre assigned only Ning Rongrong and Oscar, the two auxiliary-system soul masters, a physical training class, making them run twenty laps around the village.

The rest are preparing to take them tonight to Suotuo City's Grand Soul Arena for the first practical combat lesson.

As in the original story, after running a while, Ning Rongrong felt too tired and ran off to play in Suotuo City.

Finally, Oscar, who secretly loved Ning Rongrong, bore all of this, and then Flandre punished him by making him continue running laps.

"I ask you, did you really finish running?"

Flandre pushed his glasses up with his finger and asked again.

"Hmph, even if I didn't finish, what of it? Flandre, you're just a little Soul Saint—what qualifications do you have to teach me?"

Ning Rongrong is hardly a well-behaved girl.

From childhood on, she does whatever she wants,

Even if she wanted to pluck the beard of the Snow Night Great Emperor, out of respect for her father being the Sect Leader of Ning, the Snow Night Great Emperor would probably just laugh and lower his head a bit.

Now, Flandre, you're just a little Soul Saint—do you dare to be fierce with her?

Do you think giving you face is enough!

"If that's how it is, then I'll have to punish you, Ning Rongrong."

Flandre belongs to the stubborn old teachers; in his view, at least within the academy, his authority as dean cannot be challenged by anyone, otherwise how could he lead this batch of students?

Therefore, he must give Ning Rongrong a truly harsh lesson.

Let her realize that this is Shrek Academy, not her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and here no one will indulge her young lady temperament.

"Punish me? Flandre, are you worthy? Eh, I, Ning Rongrong, will stand right here—go ahead and try to punish me!"

What scene has this little witch not seen? Still afraid of a Soul Saint's punishment?

Besides, do you really dare to punish my Ning Rongrong?

It's likely that the whip that fell this noon would have killed someone by tonight.

Sword Douluo/Bone Douluo: Are you pulling out my Rongrong's body? That pull of yours is clearly the face of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Guardian Elder.

"Yo, your temper's still pretty arrogant, nice.

"Dai Mubai, go help this classmate Ning Rongrong pack her luggage; we Shrek don't accept this kind of little witch."

Flandre glanced at the students; Tang San is the master's disciple, unsuitable, and the other new students wouldn't obey his orders; Ma Hongjun and Oscar are both commoners with no background, basically unable to offend this little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

So, the villain still needs Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, to make a cameo.

Moreover, Dai Mubai doing this sort of thing counts as a professional match.

"Dean Flandre, you……

Dai Mubai felt really awkward,

Although among the male students on the field, he's the only one with a background, a rich guy.

But doing something that offends people—ah, forget it; who made Flandre the dean? The dean's orders must be obeyed.

A few minutes later, Dai Mubai packed up Ning Rongrong's luggage and placed it before her.

Now this little witch hasn't provoked him, so Dai Mubai's attitude toward her is still fairly courteous; he hasn't done anything over the top.

"Alright, then I'm leaving."

She picked up her luggage, turned, and was about to leave.

"Wait, you're really leaving!"

Flandre: "This isn't what I expected; normally I should first lecture her a bit, make this little witch feel ashamed, then have her cry and beg to stay." "How, Flandre, aren't you the one driving me away? Then I'll do as you wish and leave Shrek Academy, okay."

Why is Ning Rongrong called the little witch? It's because of her clever, lively, and unpredictable nature.

One second she could be a raging storm, the next second calm as still water.

Ning Rongrong: "Can you keep up with my face‑changing speed? Bro."

"Don't rush, Ning Rongrong, aren't you going to feel ashamed?"

Flandre issued a questioning from the soul,

For disciples of such a great sect, face is most important; using this kind of soy‑sauce method will definitely let her step by step enter the process Flandre originally set.

"Ashamed? I have nothing to be ashamed of; on the contrary, you, Flandre, as dean, cannot even provide the students with a basic cultivation environment.

Furthermore, that so‑called practical combat lesson tonight is just taking everyone to the Grand Soul Arena to fight in underground bouts.

If anyone should be ashamed, it's you first, Dean Flandre—this is the last time I'll call you dean.

As a refined girl, making Ning Rongrong live in a shabby wooden hut, with mosquitoes biting all night, and eating stew cooked in a big pot by a rural aunt—she says she can't stand it.

Coincidentally, there was no reason to quit school before, but hey, now the reason has shown up at the door.

"Hold on, Ning Rongrong, don't you want to know a bit about these students' talents?

Or do you think you're a mediocrity, thus fearing to be classmates with these geniuses?

Whether to say it or not, Flandre's remark is quite damaging,

At the very least, after hearing that, Ning Rongrong had already put down the suitcase she was holding.

"Fine, Flandre, tell me, just how talented are these so‑called geniuses?

Although Ning Rongrong hasn't seen Bai Ran at his peak, she has seen Du Gu Yan at his peak,

under eighteen, a fifty‑fifth‑rank Soul King—she's so outstanding that even the yellow‑haired guy she likes has started to feel inferior.

Too bad Du Gu Bo dislikes being bound by sect rules, and Ning Fengzhi had once tried to recruit him, but Du Gu Bo said he's a guest elder of the imperial family, unsuitable for a post in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, so the matter fell through.

"Listen well, Ning Rongrong—this Dai Mubai, at only fifteen, is already a thirty‑seventh‑rank strong‑attack system Soul Elder.

Furthermore, Ma Hongjun possesses the top‑tier beast martial soul Evil Fire Phoenix; at twelve he's already a twenty‑seventh‑rank strong‑attack system Great Soul Master.

And Oscar, though his martial soul is of the food system, possesses innate full soul power.

……

"How about it, aren't these all more talented than you?"

Flandre introduced all the other students.

"Oh, that's about it."

"What do you mean 'that's about it'? Ning Rongrong, aren't you surprised? A congenital full soul power auxiliary system soul master."

"You should know, even if you are the most talented soul master of the current generation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, your innate soul power is only level nine."

Flandre: No way, is this script right or wrong? How come none of the opponent's lines match? "A congenital full soul power auxiliary system soul master—I, the young lady, have indeed seen one."

"Also, Flandre, have you heard of a seventeen-year-old high-level Soul King?"

"Ah?"

This time it was Flandre's turn to be surprised.

A seventeen-year-old high-level Soul King—your innate soul power must start at level twenty or higher, right?

"Don't just stay in this boring little place; go out and see when you have time—it's really dull, wasting the young lady's time."

I originally thought the so-called Shilaike Academy would be somewhat interesting, but now it seems just that.

By the way, which class is that unlucky guy Bai Ran in at the Heavenly Fight Academy? Go mess with his mindset.

Bai Ran:???? 6……

(End of chapter)