Douluo: My Teacher Is the Pope

Li Changan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this, and at the same time he began to deal with this initial intimidation.

Here he must pay attention to a certain degree, that is, he cannot be too strong or too weak. Being strong is like a slap in the face, being weak is like not being worthy of Ning Rongrong.

I saw that Li Changan still maintained his saluting posture, but his expression was a little more solemn, but that was all, and he did not take a step back.

"That's enough, Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Jian, you can't do this to my friends, otherwise I will go back to the academy." Ning Rongrong had noticed it at this time, and of course she put her hands on her hips and said with an unhappy face.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Rongrong, let's just take a look, take a look." The two titled Douluo apologized hurriedly, and at the same time withdrew their pressure, looking at Li Changan with a bit more solemnity.

This kid has something.

"Okay, Rongrong, please take your friend and take a seat." Ning Fengzhi said at this time to end the trial, and then Ning Rongrong pouted and pulled Li Changan to sit down.

"Girl, it's been almost a year. Dad misses you so much!" Ning Fengzhi was naturally very happy to see Occasionally again. She stood up from the chair and was about to touch Ning Rongrong's head.

Ning Rongrong turned her head sharply: "Miss me? That's weird, you wish I wasn't at home."

Ning Fengzhi looked at her daughter's angry look, and couldn't help feeling pity in her heart. She reached out and wanted to hug her. Who knew, but Ning Rongrong turned around and dodged.

Without hugging his daughter, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but be surprised. Although he was an auxiliary soul master, his huge soul power of more than seventy levels had extremely powerful transformations on his body, which was much stronger than ordinary people.

Ning Rongrong inherited his martial spirit and was also of the auxiliary type. Although he just hugged her casually, his speed was not slow and his daughter easily dodged it.

Ning Rongrong didn't know that her father was surprised, so she walked directly in front of Sword Douluo. Looking at the apologetic and kind-hearted Sword Douluo, her angry expression softened.

Regardless of whether Li Changan was still around, his lovesickness was out of control and he threw himself into his arms: "Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian, I miss you so much. Woo hoo..."

Ning Rongrong was reunited with her relatives after a long separation. She was still a little girl after all. She was so excited that she burst into tears.

Jian Douluo hurriedly hugged her little body with regret, "Good boy, my little baby, you are back. Grandpa Jian misses you too! He misses you so much."

Ning Rongrong raised her head, "Is it true?"

Sword Douluo said seriously: "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, just ask your Grandpa Bones."

Ning Rongrong blinked her big clear eyes, "But, I think Grandpa Bones thinks a little more about me than you think."

"This is impossible, he farted!" Sword Douluo didn't give Bone Douluo any face at this time:

"I can guarantee that I miss you more."

"You're the one farting! Rongrong is right, I thought more!"

Bone Douluo suddenly stood up from the chair. His terrifying height was nearly two and a half meters tall. Coupled with his hoarse voice, he looked even more terrifying.

They, who had been united just now, suddenly turned against each other.

"Are you not convinced? Let's go and find a place to fight." Sword Douluo puffed up his chest and stared at the opponent without fear.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, you have been fighting for your whole life. Rongrong and her friends have just come back, so let's forget it today." Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at the two old people in front of him, and at the same time gestured. A glance at Li Changan, who had been exposed to the sun.

"Hmph!" Jian and Bone Douluo snorted almost at the same time. Neither looked at the other, their eyes fell on Ning Rongrong, and then on Li Changan, and a united front was formed again.

Ning Fengzhi then interrupted and asked: "Rongrong, tell dad what level your soul power is now. If you make progress, dad will give you a gift."

Upon hearing his father ask about his soul power, Ning Rongrong suddenly became proud: "Dad, my qualifications are much better than yours. I have not been lazy this year. My soul power has not grown much, so it has only grown so-so." It’s about level fifteen.”

"It's so little, Rongrong, you have to work hard. Wait, how many did you say?"

Ning Fengzhi was very familiar with her daughter. Growing up, what Ning Rongrong hated most was practicing. Although she was very talented, she was always forced to practice for a while, and she had to get various benefits in exchange.

When he realized that Ning Rongrong was talking about level fifteen, his face was filled with disbelief.

Ning Rongrong blinked his big eyes and looked at his father innocently: "I said level fifteen, it is indeed a little short, but I will try my best."

Ning Fengzhi's voice changed slightly: "Level 15? You were at level 27 when you left. So, now it's level 42? You wouldn't lie to dad, would you?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Li Changan and saw the encouraging look on his face. Then he smiled sweetly and said, "Bad dad, you don't believe me. Although Rongrong has been naughty before, he never lies. If you don't believe it, let the two grandfathers have a look."

As she spoke, she stretched out her little hand directly in front of Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo held Ning Rongrong's hand. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Fengzhi, yes, this girl's soul power has reached the forty-second level. This is really incredible."

"Except for the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, I have never heard of anyone who can increase his soul power by fifteen levels in one year, not even the boy who was known as the youngest titled Douluo back then. . Is our Rongrong really a genius? Or is that Shrek Academy so powerful?"

Ning Rongrong asked curiously: "Grandpa Jian, how did you know that I went to Shrek Academy?"

Sword Douluo smiled and said, "How could you not know? You are our darling. Your whereabouts have always been under the control of your father."

Ning Fengzhi's face had become solemn at this time. He and the two family guests in front of him knew very well the training process of a soul master.

If a soul master wants to improve his cultivation, he must make steady progress. If he is too impatient, his life will be in danger.

In the world of soul masters, there is also an evil cultivation method, which involves sacrificing one's own vitality in exchange for faster improvement in strength. He would never want his daughter to be taught this cultivation method at Shrek Academy.

If that's the case... Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes already showed a chilling air.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had obviously thought of this possibility, and their faces darkened at the same time.

Ning Rongrong looked at the two grandfathers in front of her, then at her father, and said inexplicably: "What's wrong with you? Why are you not talking?"

Ning Fengzhi said seriously: "Rong Rong, please immediately tell me everything you have learned about your training at Shrek Academy this year. You must not miss anything. I want to know why you have been able to improve so quickly."

If my daughter really practiced that evil method, it would only last for a little more than a year. As a leader of auxiliary soul masters, there might be a way to save him.

Ning Rongrong looked at her father with some confusion: "Dad, are you okay? You say I'm lazy because I don't practice well. My soul power has improved so much now, why are you nervous again?"

Ning Fengzhi said seriously: "I am afraid that you will go astray. Dad is not joking with you. Tell me your cultivation process quickly."

Although Ning Rongrong is not usually afraid of her father, she is still afraid when Ning Fengzhi becomes serious. "When I secretly ran to Shrek Academy and joined the academy, I realized that I was actually the weakest one..."

Li Changan didn't intend to let Ning Rongrong hide the fact that he gave him the fruit this time. Of course, Ning Rongrong didn't say that he was chasing Li Changan. He just said that at a certain point in time, because he was too useless, Li Changan Then he gave the fruit to himself.

A fruit can increase the level of soul power, how is this possible!

"Uncle Jian, please check Rongrong carefully to see if her foundation has been damaged." Ning Fengzhi stared at Li Changan sharply at this time, while Bone Douluo also turned his attention to Li Changan.

If something happened to Ning Rongrong, it would be impossible for Li Changan to go back alive today.

But after a moment, Sword Douluo said strangely: "Rong Rong's body is not only fine, but his soul power and foundation are very stable, stronger than some veteran soul kings."

As soon as these words came out, the three people present looked at this young man who had not spoken much from the beginning, and their eyes became more shocked...

How can this be?

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