Douro Continent

Chapter 106 Flander the Four-Eyed Owl (Part 5)

Tang San nodded, and waved to Xiao Wu behind him, who wanted to follow. ▲Search on 𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑔𝑙𝑒 for 𝑠𝑡𝑜520.𝑐𝑜𝑚▲ Then he strode after Flander into the academy.

Flander's office, which is also his residence, is not far from the small training ground where Tang San and Zhao Wuji fought yesterday. The room is simply furnished, containing only the essentials.

Flander sat down behind his desk, looked at Tang San, and a complex light suddenly flashed in his eyes. "How is Master?"

Tang San nodded and said, "Teacher is very good."

Flander looked at him with some surprise. "You're his student? No wonder, no wonder he even gave you this belt. When I saw you wearing this belt that day, and considering your age, I knew you were coming to my Shrek Academy. I just didn't expect you to be his disciple. He once told me that one day he would cultivate a genius Soul Master who would shock the continent. It seems you are his choice."

Tang San raised his hand and swept it across the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, handing a letter to Flander. "Before I set off, my teacher told me to give this letter to the dean after I passed the academy's exam and was accepted."

Hearing Tang San's words, a trace of sadness, along with a hint of amusement, flashed in Flander's eyes. "He's still so stubborn. That's just his style. This guy, finally remembered to contact me?"

As he spoke, he slowly opened the envelope and took out the clean white letter inside. Tang San could clearly see that Flander's hand was trembling slightly as he opened the letter.

Tang San had no idea what was written in the letter; he could only watch Flander's ever-changing expression.

Flanders was sometimes happy, sometimes angry; almost every emotion, from joy to anger to sorrow, had appeared on his face.

"Fine, fine, you old codger. You old bastard, why do you have to prove something? What's there to prove? Don't you know that actually..."

Flander seemed to have gone a bit crazy, muttering things Tang San couldn't understand.

Suddenly, he abruptly raised his head and stared at Tang San. "Since you are his proof, you must not let him down. Go now and prepare for tonight's lesson. It won't be easy."

Tang San had completed the task assigned to him by the master. Although he found Dean Flander strange, he didn't have the mind to dwell on it. After his battle with Zhao Wuji, Tang San discovered many of his weaknesses; he figured he might as well use the time to cultivate.

Not to mention Tang San and the others cultivating on their own, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were running outside the academy at this moment.

"Oscar, how far is this circle?" Ning Rongrong's voice was tinged with helplessness.

At first, she was full of confidence. Although she was a support-type Soul Master, her father had always required her to train her body at home, saying almost exactly the same things Flander had said before. So, her body was not bad. Although she couldn't compare to a Battle Soul Master, her long-term training not only gave her a healthy physique, but also made her particularly good at running.

However, since leaving the academy, Ning Rongrong, led by Oscar, hasn't even completed a single lap, and quite a bit of time has passed. At this pace, forget about lunchtime; even dinner might be a problem. Moreover, her stamina is constantly declining, making it impossible to maintain this speed indefinitely.

Oscar smiled wryly, "I told you when we came out that this was an impossible mission. But don't worry, with two support-type Soul Masters together, we won't go hungry, right? Want something to eat...?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at him; although she was still young, her gentle eyes carried a hint of charm.

Oscar felt a little weak in the knees under her gaze. He chuckled and whispered, as if showing off a treasure, "I have a big sausage." With a flash of light, a fragrant sausage appeared in his hand, which he handed to Ning Rongrong.

"My sausage's first spirit ring skill is recovery. It can not only promote the healing of injuries, but also restore stamina. Have some. With my sausage to support us, let alone running twenty laps, we don't need to worry about food even if we run two hundred laps."

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar with a strange expression, then suddenly uttered an extremely bold statement, "I still have two slices of thick bread left. Eat your head, my foot!"

After saying that, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda floated out, its agility boosted, and it suddenly increased its speed as it ran forward.

"Uh..." Oscar was stunned for a moment. Even Tang San and Dai Mubai, if they were here, would find it unbelievable that such an elegant girl like Ning Rongrong would say such a thing. They had no idea what kind of person Ning Rongrong was in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. And Ning Rongrong herself finally couldn't hold back and revealed a bit of her true nature.

……

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Council Hall.

On the north side of the main hall, facing south, sits a large, carved rosewood chair with a huge piece of jade inlaid on the back. The jade is emerald green and exudes a faint, warm aura; it is indeed a piece of the finest warm jade.

Seated atop a large, carved rosewood chair was a man with a handsome face, a straight nose, and a square mouth. His appearance was refined and gentle, and his white robe was spotless. He looked to be in his forties, with soft eyes, appearing to be an ordinary person. His smooth black hair cascaded down his back, everything about him seeming casual and unpretentious. At this moment, he was looking down at a young man kneeling on the ground, dressed in a white, fitted outfit.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, Miss has arrived at Shrek Academy and successfully passed the entrance exam," the young man said respectfully.

The middle-aged man nodded, a hint of helplessness on his face. "It's good for this little troublemaker to go out and get some experience, otherwise she'll turn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School upside down. How's the situation at Shrek Academy?"

(End of this chapter)

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