Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

"Isn't that the Oscars?"

Dai Mubai spotted Oscar immediately.

This sound caught the attention of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu. As Ning Rongrong's roommates, they knew that Oscar had gone out for training with Ning Rongrong and the dean that morning, but Ning Rongrong returned early, while Oscar was several hours late.

They turned to look at Ning Rongrong, but Ning Rongrong seemed completely oblivious to the matter, and the two women did not ask any further questions.

Perhaps Ning Rongrong finished her training early.

The three boys immediately rushed to Oscar's side. Tang San checked on him and concluded, "Oscar is just too tired. But it's strange, why now? The Dean has been back for ages."

Ma Hongjun patted his belly proudly and said, "That must be because the dean trusts us senior students, so he sent Ning Rongrong back and then left Oscar alone. And have you noticed? Oscar's skills have actually improved!"

Tang San sensed it again and confirmed it was true. Oscar's soul power had clearly become stronger.

Level 30?

Another young quasi-Soul Master has appeared, further fueling Tang San's desire to become stronger. Just then, he sensed an even more unexpected aura and turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong, who was not far away.

He frowned.

Ning Rongrong's soul power increase was within his expectations. After all, she was already level 30, so it was normal for the dean to give her a soul ring. However, he actually smelled a poisonous scent on Ning Rongrong.

Those who frequently poison others know that poison is something that is difficult for laymen to detect, but can be easily spotted by insiders.

Tang San's intuition told him that Ning Rongrong possessed abilities related to poison.

Before he could think further, Dai Mubai called him away again.

"Hey, Oscar seems to be poisoned. Do you know if there's any way to fix it?"

"Use sausage."

Tang San said it as a matter of course, then remembered that it was Oscar who had been poisoned.

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earlier.

When Flander left Zhao Wuji's residence, he had no intention of going to Ning Rongrong to ask her for clarification, as that would not be in line with his status.

As a Soul Saint, he should have been able to tell at a glance that Ning Rongrong had absorbed a Soul Ring, and then not be surprised at all; in short, he was just putting on airs.

He was going to find another person, the son of another Title Douluo who had caused trouble for Zhao Wuji the night before—Tang San.

Firstly, to offer my regards, and secondly, to inquire about my old friend's situation.

Thinking of Tang San's strength, Flander's expression stiffened again.

Although this kid is a bit cunning, his strength is a solid level 29, making him the strongest in terms of combat ability among the four freshmen... no, now it seems he might be the second strongest.

Of this batch of freshmen… it seems only that Xiao Wu has no background. What exactly does Shrek Academy have that makes her so special?

Facing the young man, a complex look appeared in his eyes.

"How is the master?"

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Upon returning to the academy, Lu Ma faced two options.

One option is to spend the morning and afternoon normally, while the other is for the game company to thoughtfully jump directly to the evening.

With a new soul skill, why not give it a try?

Thinking that this game company really knows how to design, Lu Ma immediately chose to skip the morning and afternoon.

Night falls, Soto Arena!

Flander was in a good mood, but the five little ones were not.

Even Dai Mubai felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't know what had gotten into Flander, teaching the freshmen to duel in the Great Soul Arena in the very first lesson.

He couldn't help but feel envious of Ning Rongrong and Oscar, both support-type Soul Masters, especially Ning Rongrong, who had only trained for such a short time...

"Dean, may I get involved?"

Just as Dai Mubai's dissatisfaction began to rise, a playful voice came from behind him. Turning around, he saw Ning Rongrong running over, with Oscar following behind her.

"Rongrong, don't go...drink...so fast."

He reached out his hand and finally arrived, bending over and panting heavily.

"Ning Rongrong, Oscar?" Flander was a little surprised. He adjusted his glasses and asked, "Why are you here? Your training should have ended by now... Is it not enough?"

Oscar immediately perked up, shook his head, and said, "Dean, I tried to persuade Rongrong, but she wouldn't listen and insisted on coming."

Ning Rongrong glanced back at Oscar with disdain and scoffed.

Flander's expression also darkened.

Oscar was shocked. What would happen to his future if Ning Rongrong was punished because of him? So he quickly tried to take responsibility.

But before he could think of anything, Flander had already responded seriously: "Nonsense! Oscar, how can you be so unambitious?"

The seven people were taken aback.

Oscar pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Who else could it be? Look at Ning Rongrong, she's more talented than you and works harder than you. What makes you think you can compare to her?"

"Ah..." Oscar was speechless for a moment. He couldn't think of any comparison between himself and Miss Ning Rongrong, but he suddenly remembered his experience that morning, so he mustered up his courage and retorted, "Just because I successfully reached level 30 in my training this morning!"

In an instant, all five people's eyes were focused on Oscar.

Ning Rongrong was not one of them, because she didn't care.

Tang San wasn't one of them, because he had already sensed it that morning.

Although Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dai Mubai were staring at Oscar, they weren't actually very surprised.

The most surprised person was Ma Hongjun.

In that case, wouldn't he be the most useless one among the older generation of Shrek Academy?

"Okay you!"

He pointed at Oscar and said angrily.

Flander's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Good! Very spirited! Then you should also participate in the Great Soul Arena competition!"

"me?"

Oscar immediately deflated and turned to look at everyone...

"Am I paired with the fat guy?"

Ma Hongjun then tried to get closer to him: "Of course, we're good friends. How about you share your upgrade experience after we win?"

Oscar's lips twitched: "Haha, definitely, definitely."

Flander, seeing that everything was arranged, turned to Ning Rongrong and said:

"Rongrong, you should be a Soul Master by now. You and Dai Mubai can team up later..."

"I object!"

The three men spoke in unison, startling Flander.

It was Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Dean, Zhu Qing and I might have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. I think we should wait until she levels up before forming the fusion skill; that would greatly increase our chances of winning!"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support is also quite good."

Chapter 18 The Great Soul Arena, Before the Duel

"Dean, Rongrong and I are very close. When I reach the Soul Master level, I want to be in a group with Rongrong!"

"It's only been a day, how good can your relationship be..." Flander sighed, recalling the scene of Ning Rongrong risking her life to save Zhu Zhuqing the day before, and turned to look at Ning Rongrong, "Never mind, I can understand the two of them, but what about you?"

"I have no plans for a two-player match. I'm here today to try out my new soul skill and play solo."

Ning Rongrong's voice was sweet, but her words were like a bomb. While everyone was still processing what Flander meant earlier, Ning Rongrong's words exploded.

"Ning Rongrong, what level are you in now?"

Ma Hongjun felt a little wronged. These people were cultivating at an astonishing speed. How come he felt that he would soon not only be at the bottom of the three seniors, but also at the bottom of the seven students in the academy?

"Me? I'm level 33 right now."

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun was completely unable to accept it and took a few steps back before Dai Mubai caught him.

"Don't panic, Fatty, I'm only level 37 too."

Dai Mubai patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder, trying to comfort him. But these words only sounded more grating to Ma Hongjun, who replied irritably:

“Brother Dai, I think you’re about to be overtaken too.”

"I shouldn't have caught you."

Dai Mubai let go of his hand, and Ma Hongjun was about to fall backward, but thankfully, he managed to stand up straight.

"Absorbing a spirit ring will increase spirit power. I feel that this level is not unacceptable, is it?"

Tang San also began to comfort Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun then nodded.

"Rongrong, what is your new soul skill?"

Zhu Zhuqing was a little curious and moved closer to Ning Rongrong.

"Hmm... It's a secret. I'll tell you after tonight."

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment and then said.

Zhu Zhuqing looked disappointed, but then became curious again.

"Ahem, since it's Ning Rongrong's own decision, then you'll play the singles match today."

"Wait!" Tang San finally realized that Ning Rongrong had said she wanted to fight in a singles match, and he couldn't sit still anymore. "Dean, Ning Rongrong is a support-type Soul Master, are you just going to let her fight in a singles match? Although the physical abilities of Soul Masters are not comparable to those of ordinary people, support-type Soul Masters definitely can't beat other Soul Masters in a one-on-one fight!"

"That's right, Dean. I only managed to kill the Hundred-Year Wind Wolf this morning after I gave it my all."

Oscar stood to the side, feeling the shocked looks on others' faces, and a little smug.