Douluo: Rebellious son of the Tang family

"Gulu!"

After Yunchuan walked out of the room, he smelled the sweet smell of cake in the air. Looking at the small piece of cake placed on the table, Ning Rongrong swallowed his saliva very unsatisfactorily. At this moment, he was in a struggle in his heart.

Rationally, she didn't want to eat this kind of food, but her body's reaction, especially her growling stomach, was that she was eager for that little piece of cake. She just felt that this little piece of cake was extremely tempting at this time.

People ~

"No! You can't eat it!"

Ning Rongrong forced herself to look away and muttered to herself: "Does that bastard think he can bribe me with a piece of cake? Huh, does he think I'm just a country girl I've never met?"

Outside the room.

Yunchuan leaned his back against the wall, his eyes slightly closed, and a faint smile on his lips. Because he had a very keen hearing, he could clearly hear the sounds coming from the room.

It was a very small sound, as if for fear of being discovered by others, like a little hamster secretly eating rice. It was so cute.

After some time.

"Squeak."

The door opened, and Ning Rongrong walked out expressionlessly. At this time, she had wiped away her tears and seemed to be the dignified young lady again.

"Have you thought about it? There are still nineteen laps left, let's continue." Yunchuan, who was leaning against the wall, opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at the girl with a smile. There was an indescribable emotion in those clear and beautiful eyes.

The gentleness is like a breeze blowing through Ning Rongrong's heart~

Inexplicably, Ning Rongrong felt that the guy in front of her was actually quite pleasing to the eye, but sometimes he was just too annoying.

With this thought in her mind, Ning Rongrong snorted slightly and walked out of the dormitory without seeming to refute.

"etc."

Yun Chuan came over and handed her a piece of paper. He couldn't help but said with a smile, "Even if you don't want to pay attention to others, you still have to wipe your mouth clean, right?" He pointed to the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth, where there was still a trace of white cream.

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Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face turned red, she glared at Yunchuan with some embarrassment, took the tissue, wiped it randomly twice, and ran down.

Seeing this, Yun Chuan let out a long sigh of relief. He finally got rid of Ning Rongrong. It seems that those words are still effective!

No one is perfect. Although Ning Rongrong was overly pampered, she was very smart. Those words must have aroused her pride and competitiveness.

After all, she is the number one genius of the Qibao Glazed Sect!

In the end, Ning Rongrong finished the twenty laps. Yun Chuan followed her and watched her finish. He didn't know where she got the perseverance.

When Oscar saw this scene, he was shocked. Miss Ning Rongrong was so changeable. She went out just now, but she came back after a while. She gritted her teeth and finished twenty laps! She was so tired that she was covered in sweat.

!

Ning Rongrong squatted on the ground, her face turned red, and her head seemed to be steaming.

"Yes, I was impressed." Yun Chuan said with a smile.

"Huh, look at me with admiration now, I'm afraid your eyes are not shaved enough." Ning Rongrong stood up and said calmly.

………

Night falls and the time has come to evening.

On the big playground.

Tang San, Dai Mubai and others also gathered here in high spirits, waiting for Flanders' arrival.

Soon, Flanders also walked over, but he didn't look at Tang San and the others, but instead set his sights on Oscar and Ning Rongrong.

"It seems that you have completed twenty laps?" Flanders' sharp eyes fell on Oscar and Ning Rongrong.

"The run is over." Oscar nodded.

Flanders' eyes fell on Ning Rongrong again.

At this time, Ning Rongrong felt confident from the bottom of her heart and said loudly: "I've finished running too!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Ning Rongrong in surprise. No one was surprised that Oscar could finish the race. After all, he is a male and is physically stronger than women. And he must have been used to this in the academy.

This kind of intense training. But Ning Rongrong is a girl. I guess she has never done such high-intensity training at home before, right? But now she has finished running!

Feeling the surprised looks from around her, Ning Rongrong's confidence increased even more, and she raised her head and chest high.

"Okay, okay! You are indeed the daughter of Heaven from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. I have neither embarrassed your father nor your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!" Flanders laughed a few times and said with hints in his words.

When Ning Rongrong heard this, she felt a little sour in her heart. This kind of praise, if she was in the sect, she would not feel it at all! But at this time, it gave her an incomparable sense of happiness and satisfaction... All of this

Maybe it's all thanks to that man.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt that the guy named Tang wasn't that bad after all?

"Next, I'm going to take you to your first class. Rongrong and Oscar, you two have consumed too much, just watch. This will also be your official class. If you don't follow my requirements, you will be

Don't blame me for being cruel."

"Follow me."

Flanders glanced at everyone and led them towards Soto City.

This time, Yunchuan did not follow him to join in the fun, but just slept in his classroom. After all, it was just about the Soto Grand Soul Fighting Arena. Why did he, a teacher, join in the fun?

Not being a student.

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the next day.

On the big playground.

Tang San and others gathered here again, and waited for a full quarter of an hour before they saw the figure of Dean Flanders Shi Shiran walking towards them.

"Today is the second lesson. Where is Oscar? Is he sleeping in again?" Flanders walked closer and looked at the people. When he found that there were only six people present, he frowned.

Tang San, who was in the same dormitory as Oscar, hurriedly said: "He was still practicing when I came out in the morning. Maybe he was in trance and couldn't wake up in time."

Flanders frowned and said: "Today's class cannot be attended without him. Tang San, go and call him."

Tang San was just about to go back to the dormitory when he saw Oscar running over from the direction of the dormitory. However, his face was not panicked about being late, but instead was filled with excitement.

"Oscar, do you want to run laps again?" Dean Flender glared at him.

Oscar quickly shook his head, "No, Dean, please listen to my explanation. I have made a breakthrough, I have reached level 30."

"What?"

At this time, not only Flanders, but everyone also cast surprised glances at Oscar, including Ning Rongrong.

Oscar is one year younger than Dai Mubai. He is only fourteen years old. He reached level 30 in soul power at the age of fourteen. This is already a quite terrifying number. More importantly, Oscar is food.

It is a martial spirit and is the most difficult type of martial spirit to cultivate.

In a sense, his level 30 is much more difficult than the level 30 of a fighting soul master. And every time the strength of a food-type soul master increases by one level, the role of food support will be greatly enhanced.

In Douluo Continent, soul masters above level 30 are relatively rare. If you join the army, you can enjoy the treatment of a captain who can control thousands of people, or even higher. Those above level 40 are even rarer.

Food-type soul masters above level 50 are even rarer. Food-type soul masters above level 60 have almost never appeared. Even if there are, it takes many years for a large clan or a place like the Spirit Hall to cultivate one.

If a food-type soul master at the great soul master level can sustain the food consumption of a hundred people, then a soul master, even one who has just broken through level 30, can sustain food supplies for more than five hundred people. As

As the level increases, this number will continue to rise.

At the same time, reaching level 30 means that the food provided by the food-type soul master will have a third attribute added to it. Its help to a team will be greatly improved.

Flender's eyes brightened visibly, "Okay, okay, okay, Oscar, you did not disappoint me. You are the second among the current students to reach level 30. I congratulate you on behalf of the academy."

At this time, even Dai Mubai, whose face was gloomy because of Zhu Zhuqing last night, was no longer gloomy. He walked to Oscar and patted his shoulder, "Xiao Ao, congratulations. Although you reached level 30 a little slower than me.

Yes, but as a food-type soul master, you are already the most outstanding genius I have ever seen."

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun also stepped forward to express their congratulations. Ning Rongrong stood there, looking at Oscar with complicated eyes, while Zhu Zhuqing lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay. Today's class begins now." Flender's voice pulled everyone back from congratulating Xiao Ao.

"Today's lesson is very simple. Oscar, you are today's protagonist. Today's lesson is that each of you, except Oscar, must eat at least one of the two types of sausages created by Oscar's soul."

"What?" Xiao Wu exclaimed as soon as she heard Flanders' words.

"Dean, what is this class called?"

Flanders said grandly: "This is called adaptive training. I ask you, is life or face more important? When you can only choose one of the two, which one will you choose? Although Oscar's soul curse is a bit obscene, but

I said yesterday that he is a food-type soul master with innate soul power and extremely talented. The martial soul sausages he creates are the best food-type martial souls I have ever seen.

During the academy, he is one of you, and you will experience together. If you cannot reach a tacit understanding with him, you will waste your best support partner."

"At the same time, this is also a training for your mentality. If you can't even do this, how will you survive in the soul master world in the future? In order to survive, you must do whatever it takes. Let alone eating a sausage, when your life is in danger,

Even rats, cockroaches, and earthworms will be eaten."

Hearing Flanders's last words, the faces of the three girls present turned pale at the same time, and they looked obviously ugly. Especially Ning Rongrong, who had been spoiled since childhood, already had the desire to vomit.