Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

He was powerful and confident, as if nothing in the world could defeat him.

"Brother Xuanhao is amazing!"

Ning Rongrong pushed the small bowl of peeled shrimp meat in front of Xuan Hao and said with a determined look:

"I'll do my best too!"

"Although I can't be as monstrous as you, I will still work hard to cultivate and strive to break through to Soul King and Soul Emperor as soon as possible!"

"When the time comes, I'll be the strongest support behind that youngest Title Douluo!"

"Ambitious."

Xuan Hao smiled and patted her head:

"As long as you don't run away from home so often, it's fine."

"No way!" Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue. "From now on, I'll go wherever you go, and I'll stick with you!"

"Fine, fine, I'll stay here then."

Chapter 127: Not much skill, but quite a temper!

……

After finishing his meal, Xuanhao leaned back in his chair, enjoying Na'er's shoulder massage, and casually asked:

"By the way, Rongrong. You ran away from home, so why did you end up in such a remote place as Soto City?"

"And I heard you enrolled in some college?"

"Don't even mention it."

Ning Rongrong curled her lip and said with a look of disgust:

"I was just angry and thought that if I got away from home, I wouldn't have to see it anymore, so I headed south. When I got to the Kingdom of Barak, I heard that there was a Shrek Academy there, which claimed to only accept monsters and not ordinary people, and that it was run by Flander, one of the Golden Triangle."

"I thought the name of the Golden Iron Triangle was quite well-known in the Soul Master world, so I thought I'd go and take a look, join in the fun, and relax a bit."

"And the result?" Xuan Hao asked, raising an eyebrow.

"result?"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes dramatically. "It turns out that lousy college is outrageously poor! The dorms are dilapidated, and the cafeteria doesn't even have any oil or fat!"

"That's fine. I'm not naive. I'll just bear with it."

"But that Dean Flander, he tried to give me a hard time this morning! He said it was to toughen me up and made me run twenty laps around that lousy village!"

Ning Rongrong sneered, her tone full of disdain:

"I'm not in the mood to play this childish game with him! Besides, I hadn't decided whether I wanted to stay there, so I just ran out to eat."

"However, I was already furious, and the food prepared by the previous chef at this hotel was truly inedible, so..."

At this point, Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue, a little embarrassed.

"So, you just enrolled yesterday?"

Xuan Hao stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"Yes, I just registered yesterday."

Ning Rongrong waved her hand, looking completely indifferent.

"But it's okay. Since you're going to take me away, I'll just go back and tell you I'm dropping out of school later."

"Anyway, that college isn't anything special."

"Besides being dilapidated, those so-called monster students are all just average, nothing special at all."

Ning Rongrong began counting on her fingers the "monsters" of Shrek Academy:

"Only that girl named Xiao Wu is somewhat interesting. She's the same age as me, her martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit, her cultivation has already reached level thirty-two, and her combat ability is quite strong."

"As for the others... ha."

Ning Rongrong revealed an extremely contemptuous sneer:

"Especially that Dai Mubai, who calls himself the Evil-Eyed White Tiger and the leader of the academy."

"Not much skill, but quite a temper!"

“During the entrance exam yesterday, he actually dared to point fingers at me and yell at me! He said I didn’t know the rules!”

Ning Rongrong grew angrier as she spoke, her little fists clenching tightly:

"He should take a look in the mirror and see what kind of person he is!"

"He's several years older than me, yet his cultivation level is only thirty-seven!"

"That's it? You dare call yourself a genius in front of me? A monster, no less?"

Ning Rongrong pointed to herself, then to Xuan Hao and Na'er, her face full of pride:

"I'm level 42 at twelve! Na'er is also level 42! Brother Xuanhao, you're even level 67!"

"Compared to us, Dai Mubai is nothing but a monster!"

"He's just an ordinary person with a little bit of talent!"

"He still has the nerve to act like a big shot? It's laughable!"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's merciless吐槽 (tu cao, a form of online criticism), Xuan Hao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This is what is known as "dimensional reduction attack".

In the original novel, Dai Mubai's level 37 cultivation was indeed enough to make him a king among his peers, but in front of Ning Rongrong now, it was definitely not enough.

A twelve-year-old Soul Master of Level 42 looking down on a fifteen-year-old Soul Venerable of Level 37 is indeed entitled to look down on him.

"really."

Xuan Hao nodded, "Level 37... in our area, that's just the beginner level."

"This kind of person isn't worth getting angry over."

"But now that you've enrolled, don't rush to drop out."

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was taken aback. "Why? Weren't you going to take me back?"

"I will definitely go back, but not now."

Xuan Hao stood up and straightened his collar. "Since that Dai Mubai dared to be rude to you, and that Flander dared to give you a hard time..."

"How can I, as the older brother, just let this go?"

"go!"

"Take me to Shrek Academy!"

"I'll go and... support you!"

"And by the way, let that so-called Monster Academy see what a real... monster is!"

Seeing Xuan Hao's posture of rolling up his sleeves and going to "challenge" the place, Ning Rongrong still had some hesitation.

After all, everyone here is a Soul Master, and although that old guy Flander is stingy and cunning, he is still a Soul Saint. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to just cause trouble like this?

But then I thought about it again.

This lousy academy has nothing, and you have to put up with all the bad luck. The food is worse than pig swill, and she doesn't have any deep feelings for this place.

Besides, who is Xuan Hao? He's the "Demon King of Heaven Dou City." How many times has he "tamed" people in Heaven Dou City in recent years?

……

Soon, guided by Ning Rongrong, Xuan Hao and his group arrived at Shrek Academy outside Soto City.

However, looking at this place, which was more like a dilapidated village than an academy, Xuan Hao couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Although the original novel did describe it as shabby, seeing it in person was still quite impactful.

To make matters worse, they came up empty-handed.

"What about people?"

Xuanhao walked around the village, but apart from a few old hens taking a stroll, he didn't see a soul.

"At this time..."

Ning Rongrong glanced at the sky and said with a hint of helplessness:

"That old miser Flander is probably still doing business in his shop in Soto City. He won't come back until he closes up at night."

"As for the other teachers... they've probably all gone out on errands or gone somewhere to freeload a meal."

"Well, what a wasted trip."

Xuan Hao sighed and waved his hand, "Then let's go back to the city first, and then we'll go to the Great Soul Arena tonight to ambush them. It'll be a good opportunity for you to watch the show."

Just as the three turned to leave.

A tall, voluptuous figure dressed in a black, tight-fitting leather outfit was walking briskly down a path at the village entrance, her head down.

Her all-black outfit accentuated her stunning curves, and although she looked young, her development was practically defying gravity.

She was Zhu Zhuqing, a freshman who had just enrolled.

As if sensing the presence of a stranger, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly looked up.

When her gaze fell upon Xuan Hao, who stood in the middle of the road with his striking silver hair, a flicker of surprise flashed in her cool eyes, followed by an undisguised panic.

Without pausing or even saying hello, she lowered her body, quickened her pace, and darted into the nearby woods, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"..."

The scene was very quiet for a time.

Xuan Hao touched his nose, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Na'er and Ning Rongrong, who were standing next to him, turned their heads in perfect unison, their big eyes fixed on him, their gazes filled with disdain and scrutiny.

"elder brother."

Na'er struck first, her tone low and brooding: