Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 34 Flanders: I gave it to you for nothing?

The air is always the best early in the morning, but Flanders was in a very bad mood.

Who among his peers doesn't admire Sword Demon Douluo? Flanders is no exception.

Looking at Yan Feng's sword demon face, the contrast was too great, and Flanders became more and more angry.

He almost roared, "Are you kidding me? If you want to be sneaky, go back to your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"

Feng Yanren was dumbfounded. Didn't he just ask for leave? He still had to teach Ning Rongrong a lesson, otherwise how could he beat Tang San the next day?
He was the kind of person who could fight back on the spot, and was not afraid of Flanders, a level 78 Soul Saint.

Feng Yan sneered and said, "Flender, who do you think you are? You are just a little Soul Saint."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone except Zhu Zhuqing changed color.

Ning Rongrong felt a little surprised. She always felt that she would say the same thing if she was taught a lesson by Flanders.

However, the two grew up together, and Ning Rongrong felt that there was nothing wrong with having the same ideas.

But Flanders just found it funny, not to mention that he almost got something like a golden imperial decree.

Of course, the legendary Sword Demon was also included, but he did not appear with Tang Dachui.

This matter itself is full of room for imagination, and "tacit consent" is good in Flanders' eyes.

"That's right, I'm just a small Soul Saint, but you are still far, far inferior to me. After all, you are just a great Soul Master. Even if you have a deadly and ultimate soul skill like Dan Shi, I can easily crush you to death with long-range attacks!"

As Flanders spoke, he already carried a hint of Soul Saint pressure, but only a hint.

Feng Yan's body was too fragile, and Flanders could already tell that his blood was boiling.

The Sword Demon himself was so angry that he laughed. Not to mention Dan Shi, if he really wanted to kill Flanders, he had a hundred ways to do it, and Dan Shi was just the cheapest one.

He retorted on the spot again, sneering: "Have you ever thought about the consequences of running me over?"

Feng Yan's own meaning was quite straightforward, but Flanders was sure to misunderstand, after all, 'Yan Feng' was not Feng Yan.

"Your teacher is Jian Douluo. He is reluctant to discipline you! But that doesn't mean I am reluctant too. In my eyes, any student here is better than you."

"They?" Feng Yan pointed at the students, then at himself, and said in disbelief, "Better than me?"

Feng Yan and Flanders were talking at cross purposes. Even though both of them had very strong auras, no one else dared to interrupt.

At this point, Flanders had completely entered the mode of teaching his students a lesson.

"You are impetuous and arrogant. It's fine for a support to be competitive, but you are so murderous at such a young age! With your weak body, you won't be able to die on the battlefield!"

"Really?" Feng Yan narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

He naturally felt that there was nothing wrong with his competitiveness. After all, that was how Feng Yan became number one in the continent.

As if Feng Yan was not convinced, Flanders pointed at Dai Mubai and introduced him, "He is fifteen years old this year, his martial spirit is the White Tiger, he is a strong attacking spirit master, and he was born with double pupils. He is level thirty-seven. He has two hundred-year spirit rings and one thousand-year spirit ring."

Feng Yan still squinted his eyes to watch Flanders performance, and even applauded, "Oh ~ so amazing ~"

Flanders was almost choked, and as if he was enraged, he started talking in rapid succession.

"Mu Bai is the youngest student in the history of Shrek Academy to reach the 30th level Soul Master. He was only 13 years old when he reached the Soul Master level. Do you think you can break through the bottleneck of 30th level at the age of 13?"

"If there is anyone who can surpass Mu Bai, it is definitely not you. Tang San and Xiao Wu have already reached the level of a 29th-level Great Spirit Master at the age of twelve. They are the ones who have the potential to surpass Mu Bai."

"Ning Rongrong, you are very familiar with her. Zhu Zhuqing is also a very strong-willed child. The girls you are with are all stronger than you. Aren't you embarrassed?"

"That's Oscar. He is a food-type soul master with innate full soul power, and his auxiliary ability is far better than yours."

"That's Ma Hongjun. His soul power level is also higher than yours, and that's even if he has put some of his energy into making up for the shortcomings of his martial soul."

Flanders finally finished speaking, and Tang San looked at these "monster" classmates with almost shock on his face.

Feng Yan sneered, took out a dagger, tapped his beautiful knuckles, raised a trace of soul power, and cut his left index finger as fast as the wind. As Feng Yan swung his arm, blood with a purple glow dripped onto the ground, corroding a large hole in the ground almost instantly.

Seeing the dagger slowly corroding, Tang San's pupils shrank into needle points. At least he got the answer to one thing.

"You were born with a poisonous body? Is this the reason why you are immune to all poisons?!" Tang San exclaimed.

"Third brother, what do you mean?" Xiao Wu asked in confusion.
Tang San calmed down and explained: "With such a deadly poison, I'm afraid I won't live past 18! But the benefit of having a strange poison is that other toxins entering the body are like mice seeing a cat. No matter how strong it is, it will eventually be swallowed and digested."

Feng Yan glanced at Tang San, "The Tang Sect knows a lot..."

Someone told him the reason, so Feng Yan didn't need to explain it himself. He just pointed at the frightened Ma Hongjun with disdain, stared at Flanders and asked, "Did he put in more effort than me?"

Honestly speaking, Feng Yan's move was very pretentious, but also very stylish. It choked Flanders and made Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes flash.

While the others were surprised, no one noticed that a strange look flashed across Ning Rongrong's eyes, but she held back her emotions.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Rongrong felt that she had to explain, "Dean Flanders, this is what happened..."

But Flanders seemed to have found some excuse, "You knew that your body was in such a bad condition, but you still fought with Tang San? You know where the bloodstain on his neck came from, right?"

"With your personality, do you think you can find a partner who can completely trust you..."

Flanders spoke softer and softer, and was stunned before he finished speaking. Feng Yan frowned and looked behind him in surprise.

Behind Feng Yan was Zhu Zhuqing, who was holding his right hand, with firm and clear eyes.

Feeling warm in his heart, Feng Yan thought he had received the power of love. Suddenly, he felt his IQ soared and glanced at Flanders.

"You know what happened between us and Tang San, but you still don't allow me to take leave?"

Flanders was clearly watching from the dark and saw everything. At that time, he did not activate his soul power to blend in with the villagers who were watching the fun, so Feng Yan ignored it.

With Feng Yan's expression of "Your IQ is zero", Flanders finally regained some of his sanity and asked, as if testing something, "You want to take leave for your gambling fight?"

Flanders felt that he could not be blamed, after all, it was Yanfeng who said it.

This is like a poor student saying he forgot to bring his homework. No one would believe it.

Ning Rongrong, whose IQ was despised by Yan Feng and whose expression was originally gloomy because of Zhu Zhuqing's behavior, wanted to go alone.

Ning Rongrong finally had the chance to explain after calming down, "Dean Flanders, we are not trying to avoid your class. The Sword Demon will teach me the skills, and I am asking for leave for this purpose."

"If that's the case, then it's approved." Flanders said almost without hesitation.

It's like when a top student says he forgot to bring his homework. It doesn't matter even if he really didn't do it.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Feng Yan didn't want to say more. He waved and greeted Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, "Okay, let's go."

"By the way, if you peek again, you will bear the consequences at your own risk." Before leaving, Feng Yan looked at Flanders and added.

It’s not that Feng Yan is afraid that they will learn secretly. After all, what is going to happen next is somewhat inappropriate for children, so Feng Yan still needs to give them a heads-up.

Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Flanders still took the words to heart. He said to everyone, "Okay, let's all go. Oscar, go for a run. Tang San, follow me."

Tang San: "Yes."

Oscar: “Huh?”

If there was anyone who felt sad, it was Oscar. He looked at Feng Yan's back with a reluctant look.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Brother Yan, so why can he..."

Dai Mubai glanced at Tang San, and remembered what he said, so he stepped forward and patted Oscar on the shoulder and said, "Xiaoao, forget it. Their family background is too good, how can you and I become real friends with them?"

Ma Hongjun also hugged Oscar from behind, "Boss Dai is right, that kind of person is obviously a playboy in the imperial capital, very soft. We are good brothers."

(End of this chapter)