Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

Chapter 32 Exposing Ma Hongjun! Ning Rongrong Loses Her Temper!

"Ma Hongjun, you should know this yourself, right?" Tang Lan suddenly asked.

This confused Ma Hongjun.

"Know what?"

Tang Lan sneered and bluntly exposed her lie.

"This fiery temper of yours, while having side effects, also keeps you in a state of high energy at all times."

"If you train relentlessly, you can consume the evil fire to the maximum extent and minimize its negative effects."

"Then your current achievements will surely far surpass those of your peers."

"But you chose the simplest way to vent: eating and finding women."

"I'm living a very happy life."

Ma Hongjun was stunned!

How could Tang Lan have figured out my background in just a dozen seconds?

Flanders' face darkened with anger upon seeing this!

I was actually scammed?

He lacked the internal energy of the Nine Yang Divine Skill and couldn't see through the essence of that strange aura.

The misjudgment was due to Ma Hongjun's preconceived notions.

But Ma Hongjun himself couldn't possibly not know!

"Ma Hongjun!" Flander roared, "Is this what I taught you? You're even trying to fool your own master?!"

"Snap—"

Ma Hongjun immediately knelt down before Flander.

"Master! I was wrong!"

"But the training is too strenuous!"

"I tried it secretly, and it's simply impossible for a human to endure that!"

Tears streaming down his face, he revealed his true feelings.

This softened Flander's heart.

He's just a child after all; he's playful, that's all.

But when he caught a glimpse of Tang Lan out of the corner of his eye, he put the thought aside.

How much hardship must Tang Lan have endured behind the scenes to achieve such extraordinary performance?

If other people's children can tolerate it, why can't you?

"From now on, you're not allowed to go to those places again!" Flander said ruthlessly. "All your training sessions are doubled! If you don't finish, you don't get any food!"

Ma Hongjun let out a wail!

Isn't this going to kill him?

He tried to beg Flander for mercy, but was kicked away.

"You can choose to ignore my words, but from now on, you can forget about being Flanders' disciple!"

These words were spoken.

Ma Hongjun understood that there was no room for negotiation.

"Yes, Master, I will do my best."

"Um?!"

"No! I will definitely follow your standards strictly!" Ma Hongjun said, adopting a proper attitude.

"Get out!"

Ma Hongjun turned around with a bitter face and ran away as fast as he could.

80 laps!

If it's not fast enough,

Forget about dinner, I can't even make it for a late-night snack!

"Why"

Flanders sighed heavily—

"Hongjun was abandoned by his father when he was a child."

"After I took him as my disciple, I took better care of him."

"I never imagined it would develop into this cunning and sly personality."

Tang Lan declined to comment.

Ma Hongjun's personality problems are indeed inextricably linked to his upbringing.

"Well, Dean, if there's nothing else, I'll go for a run."

"Go."

"By the way, Dean," Tang Lan said, "simply running isn't very meaningful. It would be better to have Teacher Zhao use gravity-enhanced running; that would provide a more comprehensive improvement."

Flander looked at Tang Lan in surprise.

Zhao Wuji's soul skill, Gravity Enhancement, is not as simple as just bearing weight.

It targets not only muscles, but also bones, internal organs, and even meridians.

It's not only tiring, but it can also be very painful in the long run.

after all

Imagine hanging lead weights on your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys—who could endure that for long?

But Tang Lan had experienced this soul skill yesterday.

Since you still dare to bring it up.

"Then let's give it a try," Flander nodded.

The runners will be called back.

In no mood

Ning Rongrong, however, was nowhere to be found.

Flander's expression turned grim, and he looked directly at Dai Mubai, who was leading the team.

"Ning Rongrong said she was tired after running halfway and wanted to take a shower," Dai Mubai revealed directly.

Flanders was so angry!

"Mu Bai, go and call her over here!"

"It's the dean!"

Dai Mubai ran away quickly.

Flander, with a dark expression, explained Tang Lan's thoughts.

Oscar and the others changed their expressions and looked at Tang Lan with resentment—you're such a show-off, you just had to remind the teacher to give you extra homework, didn't you?

"What do you mean by this?" Xiao Wu said unhappily, "Brother is doing this for everyone's good, not to harm you!"

"No, no," Ma Hongjun quickly explained, "I didn't mean anything by it, it's just that..."

Tang Lan waved her hand, not caring.

After some time,

They will then realize how wonderful it is to have a "gravity chamber" for physical training.

"Teacher Zhao, let's begin."

Zhao Wuji didn't waste any words and immediately activated his soul rings to unleash his soul skill.

Because of "image issues," he wore a hooded robe, hiding his face inside the hood.

In this haste,

Besides Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, they grabbed Tang Lan from the left and right in time to steady her.

The others' legs gave way and they collapsed to the ground.

"Wow! Teacher Zhao! Why did you launch a sneak attack?" Oscar exclaimed dramatically. "Why are you wearing a robe in broad daylight?"

His response was a slow increase in gravity.

"Looks like the gravity isn't strong enough. You still have the leisure to pay attention to these things!" Zhao Wuji said calmly.

Now it's Oscar's turn, and he's getting resentful looks.

Why are you being so foul-mouthed?

Furthermore, compared to Tang Lan, Ma Hongjun can confidently criticize her.

"Uncle Big Sausage, please don't say a word!"

Oscar is so wronged!

What's wrong with Zhao Wuji today? He's acting like he's eaten gunpowder.

"Alright, stop lying down," Flander scolded. "Look at Little Blue, he's already jogging, and you're dragging three of them along!"

Oscars struggled to rise again.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were seen on either side, each holding a Blue Silver Emperor Soul, being led by Tang Lan as they jogged.

Tang San also trailed behind, taking one step at a time.

Good guy!

Is this guy's physique that abnormal?

We're all men, we can't lose!

Oscar gritted his teeth, propped himself up, and shuffled away step by step.

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun could only get up with a bitter face.

Follow behind the group.

This greatly displeased Flander.

Ma Hongjun is a Battle Soul Master!

Oscar, a support-type Soul Master, could have a better physique than him?

actually

Their gaze then fell upon Tang Lan.

I lingered for a moment, especially on the wristbands, belt, and shoes.

It seems that Ma Hongjun's willpower needs to be properly tempered.

After half an hour,

Dai Mubai, his face grim, dragged Ning Rongrong, whose hands were bound with rope, back.

It was clear that things had just gone very unpleasant.

"Flander!" Ning Rongrong immediately erupted in anger upon seeing him: "You, a mere seventh-ring Soul Saint, dare to have me tied up?"

Her arrogant demeanor drew everyone's attention.

Tang Lan also looked over.

It seems that last night's lesson has made Ning Rongrong realize her mistakes.

But her willful nature is ingrained, and when her emotions run high, she still can't control her spoiled princess temper.

This is going to be interesting.

Flander's face darkened!

He waved to let Dai Mubai join the team.

He touched the "imperial sword" on his chest—a letter from Ning Fengzhi.

Full of confidence.

He refused to believe he couldn't handle a little brat like you.

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