Starting from Douluo, random golden fingers are given every year

Flanders' face suddenly became serious. Not to mention that there was the "Sword of Shang Fang" approved by Ning Fengzhi on his desk. Even without that letter, as a Seven-ringed Soul Saint, he was not just a little girl like Ning Rongrong. You can be insulted at will.

Moreover, isn't this a good opportunity to fulfill Sect Master Ning's commission and discipline Ning Rongrong?

Bang bang!

Flanders rapped his knuckles on the wooden table hard, and said with a smile: "Miss Ning, I want to remind you that this is not your Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, no one will take you seriously, Don’t bring in your eldest temper. If you want to join Shrek Academy, your talent is just barely qualified. Don’t think that we are begging you to join.”

"If you want to see Oscar, just wait for him to come back. I hope you won't be hit by then."

When he said this, Flanders tightened his face to prevent himself from showing a guilty expression. It was really because Oscar and Ma Hongjun were two unstable thorns in the academy. He secretly prayed in his heart that at such a critical moment, he must not Take off the chain for him!

"you!"

Ning Rongrong pointed at Flanders, without any awe at all, "Who do you think you are? A little country soul saint, in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, you are not even qualified to talk to me!"

"Well, then please go back to your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and don't stay in my little Shrek Academy. Our temple is too small to keep a giant Buddha like yours."

"Ah……"

Ning Rongrong sneered and looked around the cramped space in the room, "You let me go, but I won't leave. Let's see how I expose your sensational reputation as a monster academy. We'll see!"

Putting down her harsh words, Ning Rongrong left the dean's office in a hurry. She wanted to find a place to calm down, otherwise she was afraid that she would be mad here.

What the hell, every one of them acted as if they were not afraid of death, yet they dared to scold her like this.

Ning Rongrong couldn't figure it out and went to find a place to secretly wipe her tears.

Flanders picked up the envelope, folded the letter and put it back. He flicked it with his fingers and said, "Educate a little girl. I can't do anything with my hands."

"What are you so happy about?"

Yu Xiaogang walked in from outside and closed the door, "I heard you were making a lot of noise just now."

"nothing."

Flender put the envelope in the drawer and asked concernedly: "Did I disturb you? I didn't disturb you from copying the scroll, right?"

"That's not true."

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and sighed in distress, "I regret choosing the career of a dossier scholar now. Copying scrolls consumes a lot of energy and attention. I am now in my fifties and am not as energetic as when I was young. Fortunately, I listened to you and didn’t choose a sub-class, otherwise I feel like I wouldn’t have enough time to go to the dungeon to level up.”

He paused, and a wry smile appeared on his stiff face: "Moreover, there is a bottleneck in transcribing the scrolls. The skill difficulty of the thousand-year soul ring level is very different. The one-thousand-year soul ring and the five-thousand-year soul ring are almost two different levels. If you want to It takes too long to research thoroughly and copy it into a skill scroll.”

"Perhaps, I am really not suitable for fighting, and should be more of a scholar."

"Hey, I've said too much, but besides you, I don't know who to tell this to, so just listen to me."

Yu Xiaogang really wanted to find someone to talk to. After saying this, he went back to continue studying new skills. He said that he was not suitable for fighting, but he finally obtained the extraordinary power he dreamed of, so how could he give up so easily.

Flanders shook his head slowly. He could not help Yu Xiaogang's difficulties. Even if he could continue to demonstrate the skills, he could not explain the principles of the skills. Yu Xiaogang still needed to figure out the principles of the skills himself.

In the evening, Flanders came to the academy playground. Ning Rongrong and Lin Bai were waiting for the students who had returned from leveling. They stayed at both ends of the playground and stood in front of Flanders.

"Dean, there is no need for me to come to the gathering every day. Before joining the college, we agreed that you must meet some unnecessary conditions."

Lin Bai didn't find it troublesome before because he came back from leveling every day just to gather, but today he was bursting with inspiration when studying the power of creation, and suddenly he remembered that there was such a thing as gathering. It was like taking off his pants, only to find that he had entered Xian. After a while, I no longer felt like practicing cultivation at all.

If other people dared to make conditions to him, Flanders would dare to call him over, but Lin Bai was different. This was a genius he had worked hard to invite, so Flanders smiled extremely kindly and kindly.

"Haha, okay. Since you don't want to come, you don't have to come to the gathering in the future. I will tell the other teachers, as long as it doesn't delay your cultivation."

Ning Rongrong couldn't believe her eyes. Was this the same dean who scolded her coldly in the afternoon? As if she was a different person, she looked at Lin Bai, what is there about this guy that deserves the dean who is not afraid of power to treat him differently?

She couldn't figure it out.

While Ning Rongrong was confused, the students returned one after another, chatting and laughing as they returned to the academy. The bloody smell on their bodies had not dissipated, and the evil aura was still there, but that confident demeanor came to them through their young faces.

"Dean."

Oscar came to Flanders and said hello, but he was secretly looking at the beautiful girl who appeared in the open space. Ning Rongrong restrained her sharpness, and she did look like she had a temperament that made me pity her. The pink fairy skirt made her look like she was falling off. The princess who fell into the mortal world made Oscar's heart beat violently.

Flanders didn't know what the young man was thinking. He chuckled and introduced: "This is Ning Rongrong. She will be a new member of Shrek Academy from now on. Oscar, she is also an auxiliary soul master. You should take care of her more from now on." she."

"Well, Dean, don't worry if you leave it to me."

Oscar happily agreed and got close to Ning Rongrong.

"Welcome juniors to join us."

Because he would meet other people in the dungeon, Oscar had long been used to taking care of himself, ignoring the dust and blood on his body. With a pair of peach blossom eyes, he was also a pretty boy, well, he was also a little bit wretched.

"Are you Oscar?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the playfully smiling face in front of him, and couldn't see how he looked like a genius with innate soul power, so he snorted coldly.

"Uh, I'm Oscar. Have you heard of me before?"

Before Oscar realized the seriousness of the problem, he smoothed his hair back and tried to show off his masculinity.

"I will keep an eye on you. Having full innate soul power doesn't mean anything. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will not lose to any auxiliary martial soul."

Ning Rongrong calmly issued a challenge to Oscar, which confused Oscar.

Lin Bai, the instigator, was eating melon quietly on the side. He noticed Gu Yuena who was watching Ning Rongrong silently. He waved in front of her and said with a smile: "Your new roommate, Gao is not happy?"

Gu Yuena turned her head and glanced at Lin Bai, and said slowly: "It's extremely boring."