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"Xiao Gang, this is not good...why don't you stop it?" At the corner not far to the left of the gate of the fighting spirit arena, a middle-aged man wearing square glasses glanced at the two people who were confronting each other in the distance.

A boy and a girl.

He turned back to look at the flat-headed man beside him with his hands behind his back, and said uneasily: "Besides, it is true that Mubai has some problems with his personal style. As a girl, Rongrong is normal to be a little angry when hearing such things."

Discussing love in front of a girl is just for fun. It would be strange if others don't get angry. Girls are emotional creatures and it is easy to take on the role.

"You agree with me, what's the problem?"

The flat-headed man known as Xiaogang shook his head and said calmly: "The most important thing for a team is unity. Ning Rongrong was born in the Qibao Glazed Sect. He was pampered since he was a child, and his personality is too unruly. Although you took advantage of Xiaosan last time

Tian Tian scolded her once and weakened her arrogance."

"But this alone is not enough. What I want is for her to absolutely obey the team."

"Flanders, I don't allow students who are disobedient to discipline in my team." He said with firm eyes.

The little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial spirit, regardless of status or talent, if it can be tamed, it will be extremely helpful in helping Xiao San reach the top of the soul master world, or in proving himself.

Wuhun Palace, Bibi Dong, I will definitely train the mistress to become a talent and prove to you and everyone that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a waste!

Xiao San, he is a twin martial soul... Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang felt infinite confidence in his heart and continued: "This conflict between her and Mu Bai is an opportunity."

"Flanders, look at it." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said confidently, "Rong Rong is just an auxiliary soul master and has no fighting power. Xiao Wu's soul power is only level 31 now, and he is no match for Dai Mubai. So.

With Rongrong's temper, he will definitely be so angry that he will go to other teammates for help later."

Having said this, he turned to look at the short-haired boy in blue next to him, with a doting smile.

"Mistress, you can go out now. Just don't help each other later. Oscar, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai have been friends for many years, so they will definitely choose to stand by and watch."

"When the time comes when Rongrong sees everyone alienating her, she will definitely re-examine herself and realize the importance of friends and team. After this time is over, her temper will be tempered again." Yu Xiaogang emphasized the word friend a little bit.

"I understand, teacher." The short-haired boy in blue nodded, turned and walked towards the crowd.

"Xiao Gang, you have changed a lot in the past few years." Seeing the young man leave, Flanders stretched out his hand to touch the frame of his glasses and said with emotion.

"People will always change." Yu Xiaogang's face became calm again and he said calmly.

It seems that the announcement of Wuhun Palace's soul master theory has really hit Xiaogang hard... Flanders shook his head. He knew that Yu Xiaogang had always been very confident in his soul master theory, even if he was scolded.

Although Wuhun is a waste, he has not wavered, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the theory of soul masters newly announced by Wuhun Palace a few years ago is more complete than his theory. This comparison will inevitably frustrate confidence.

Fortunately, in recent years, Yu Xiaogang has gained new insights through in-depth research and extension of the newly released theories of Wuhundian. By selecting the best and eliminating the worst, his own theory has been supplemented and improved, and with the outstanding talent of Xiaosan,

Disciple, my confidence slowly returned.

However, his personality has become more mellow than before.

For example, the order just now was obviously intended to make his disciples become peacemakers. In addition, he also had the intention of bringing his disciples together with Ning Rongrong. My friend, making friends these days also depends on the circle and strength, not to mention Ning Rong.

Rong himself is a proud and arrogant person.

With her talent, among all the students in the academy, only Tang San could compare with her, and moreover, she was a perfect match.

Valley

Although Tang San now uses the pseudonym Tang Yin, he knows his true identity.

Glancing at Yu Xiaogang beside him, Flanders continued: "However, Xiaogang, I still have to remind you, don't let it slip. Don't forget, Rongrong is Ning Fengzhi's daughter. Although he remains

You wrote a letter and asked me to discipline Rong Rong on your behalf, but if you go too far and are blamed, none of us can afford it. After all, that is the number one sect in the world today."

"I have my own sense of proportion." Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly, as if he had everything under control.

On the other side, the confrontation between the girl in blue and the blond man has become increasingly fierce.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry, I'm not afraid of this shameless scumbag." Ning Rongrong pulled the pink girl who walked forward with a wary face behind her.

He raised his chest slightly, looked up at each other, and said without fear: "Why, are you angry from embarrassment?"

"I asked you why you are not at the academy every night. You are almost 15 years old and your soul power is only level 35. It turns out that you spend the whole night drinking and playing with women."

"The speed of cultivation is not even as good as that of an auxiliary soul master like me. It's really bad." She looked slightly contemptuous.

"you..."

The blond man's evil eyes suddenly became cold. He stepped forward, looked down at the girl in blue, and said coldly, "Ning Rongrong, don't challenge my patience. Shrek Academy is not your home, and I will not tolerate it."

you."

"If you piss me off, be careful I'll tie you up. First rush and then kill, then rush and then..."

"What more?"

The deep voice was so cold that everyone felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had dropped a bit.

Tang San, who had just reached the streetlight, suddenly stopped in his steps and turned to look along with everyone else.

The person who came was dressed in white, with an upright posture, long silver hair reaching his waist, the hair above his eyebrows was pulled up over his ears, and was firmly tied up from the side by a white jade hairpin. He had a handsome face and a slight frown on his sword eyebrows.

, his silver eyes shone with a cold light as he followed his steady footsteps.

"What a murderous aura, this man must have killed many people." Tang San frowned slightly.

He had been specially trained by his father for a period of time to train his courage with murderous intent, so he was extremely sensitive to murderous intent. Although the murderous intent exuded by the man in front was extremely restrained, in terms of quality and level of ferocity, it was no less than his father's.

The general outline of the Tang Sect Xuantian Baolu states that all Tang Sect disciples should not easily cause trouble, but if there is an active aggressor, they are allowed to retaliate with thunder. And once it is determined that the opponent is an enemy, there should be no mercy...

Thinking of this, he raised his left hand slightly, and "click." There was a faint friction sound in his sleeve.

"This man clearly showed his murderous intention, and he came here. He has a way to kill him. With such a murderous intention, he must be a person who has done many evil things. If he really comes to cause trouble, he should be killed with thunder!

"

The girl in blue not far in front of her had a puzzled look on her face. She looked carefully. The man walking in front of her seemed a bit familiar, especially those eyes. They were silver, the same color as her brother's. And judging from the situation,

Help yourself here.

Could it be her brother? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lean forward slightly and whispered in a low voice: "Brother?"