Pale blue energy fluctuations surrounded him, and without a doubt, it was Tang San.
"Ha!"
Wukong walked out of the wooden house next door, wearing an orange "Wu" character Taoist robe, rubbed his joints, and yawned with a refreshed feeling.
"Hmm?Tang San, huh, still using such a low-level cultivation method? If it rains tonight, I reckon the yin and cold air in this morning light will probably disappear."
Tang San's cultivation method completely relies on the heavens and the earth, depending on the weather to determine his progress. He has practically no control over his own destiny.
Wu Kong rolled his eyes at him, then started doing his fitness dance.
"The eighth set of national primary school broadcast exercises, 'Colorful Sunshine,' begins now!""Wukong shouted as he reached out and touched his soul tool, revealing a large loudspeaker, a kind of phonograph. He had played this BGM with various instruments back in the Spirit Hall.
At the time, he had perfectly gained a wave of fans in Hu Liena's heart.
"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four, four two three four..."
"Ugh!" Tang San, who was meditating and cultivating, absorbing the morning's cold air on the roof, had his train of thought disrupted by the sudden loud music.
"Who is it?"
Tang San stood up and activated his Purple Demon Eyes to survey the surroundings."The result was seeing Sun Wukong doing calisthenics not far away.
Tang San was burning with anger, but he remembered what Wukong had said to him at the Rose Hotel and his heaven-defying strength when fighting Zhao Wuji.
The kid chickened out again.
He decided to negotiate with Wukong peacefully.
"Please leave, I am cultivating right now. Cultivation is the most important thing for everyone, you don't need to stop me, right?" Tang San forcibly suppressed his anger and said to Wukong in a steady voice, "Besides, I haven't provoked you in the past two days."For some reason, Wukong got a little bristly whenever Tang San spoke.
"This school isn't yours alone, and I'm a sponsor here now. If anyone should go further away, it should be you," Wukong said, smiling sideways at Tang San.
Envious?
I'm richer than you, envious?
If you're capable, you become a sponsor of the academy too.
With the meager money you earn from blacksmithing, you'd probably have to save your whole life to reach even a tenth of my wealth.
"You!"Tang San had unspoken bitterness in his heart, this guy was indeed very rich, and he simply couldn't compete with him using money.
"Fine, I'll leave."
He simply couldn't compete with him. He was just a student, while the other guy was a development sponsor, and the difference in their status alone was like a hundred thousand miles.
"No way, is that it? I thought he was so tough, is that all there is to it?"
Tang Sect's Tang San, is that all there is to him!
After that, Wukong finished his morning exercise and went inside to check on Zhu Zhuqing, who had been through a great battle and was exhausted last night.After infusing her with a wisp of diluted aura, she began to regain her former vigor.
Ning Rongrong happened to leave with him (her) as they went out.
After a brief exchange of words, the two went straight to the cafeteria for food.
It has to be said that the cafeteria food is truly awful, and the meals are poor. The thought of having to stay here for a short period of time made Wukong feel somewhat overwhelmed.
He was a Saiyan, and his appetite was already larger than that of ordinary people, but now he had to eat this terrible food every day, and in large quantities.Didn't Wukong already fund Shrek Academy so much?
How can the food still be so disgusting? During this time, Dai Mubai silently watched Sun Wukong with a cold eye.
Because Zhu Zhuqing and Wukong's actions were too intimate, one feeding a bite of this, and the other feeding a bite of that.
Even Ning Rongrong next to them couldn't stand it anymore.
Wukong even went so far as to feed her mouth-to-mouth. If Zhu Zhuqing wasn't so self-conscious, Wukong probably would have succeeded by now.The table under Dai Mubai's hand was almost crushed, and Ma Hongjun, who had been taught a lesson this morning, was also constantly watching Dai Mubai's awkward state.
This guy usually steals a lot of women from him, and now he can actually see Dai Mubai being embarrassed, which is really rare!
Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at each other from time to time with shy expressions.
...
Ding ding ding!
"Not good! This is the Dean's assembly bell." Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun said in unison.
"Dean." Wukong was familiar with the word Dean.
"Flander?"""Might as well go meet him."
After eating and drinking to their fill, Wukong grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's hand and started running outside, leaving Dai Mubai behind feeling like he'd swallowed a bitter melon, unable to voice his suffering.
On the wide training field stood a middle-aged man with glasses, a pointed face, and a hooked nose.
"The little monsters should be arriving soon, right?" Flander maintained a constant pose.
He could say he was very excited about today's meeting, because this time he had recruited the largest and most talented batch of students in the academy's history."Among them, through Zhao Wuji's letters, it was learned that one of them reached level 35 in soul power at the age of 12, even possessing three ten-thousand-year soul rings, and most importantly, they were rich!
Yesterday, when he heard that half of the academy had been destroyed, he was furious, but after listening to Zhao Wuji's explanation of what happened next, his smile was more beautiful than a flower blooming.
We have a sponsor!
Should we smash it a few more times?
Yes.There's also a level 37 one. Although their Soul Ring configuration isn't as high as the level 35 one, possessing two purple Soul Rings at such a young age is already incredibly talented.
Along the way, Dai Mubai explained to everyone, "The Dean is a level 78 Battle Soul Saint, and their Spirit is the Four-Eyed Cat Owl."
"Even among Soul Saints of the same level, the Dean's strength is among the best."
"They're even a little stronger than Teacher Zhao Wuji."Everyone was surprised that Zhao Wuji was already strong enough, and the fact that the dean's strength was even higher than Zhao Wuji's at the same level proved that he was no ordinary person.
"Soul Sage? He shouldn't notice, right?" Xiao Wu's pace began to slow down, as if she was thinking about something.
The strongest person Xiao Wu had seen in the past six years was only a Soul King, and she had only seen the level 70 Zhao Wuji yesterday. If Zhao Wuji couldn't detect it, then Flander probably wouldn't either.
"Xiao Wu, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go back and rest? I'll ask the dean for leave for you.""Tang San said softly.
Although Tang San is a bit of a jerk, he still cares about Xiao Wu.
"No need, Third Brother, I'm fine," Xiao Wu quickly refused.
Upon arriving at the playground, they saw a handsome guy with high-level looks and flirtatious peach blossom eyes, whose overall appearance even surpassed Dai Mubai.
It was Oscar.
Wukong teased him a few times before standing with Zhu Zhuqing.
On the other side of the playground, Flender strode towards them."After a brief round of self-introductions, the group waited for Grandmaster to issue instructions.
"From now on, everyone go and rest, and strive to be in the best possible condition before dark."
"As for Ning Rongrong and Oscar, you two stay behind."
"Given that you are support-type soul masters, the training you receive will be slightly different from the others."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone dispersed and returned to their rooms.
Meanwhile, Wukong was on the other side of the training ground, teaching Zhu Zhuqing combat techniques, such as the Wolf Fang Fist, which is very common in Dragon Ball.Ahem, just a meme.
As night fell, everyone who had been out releasing their pent-up energy returned to the academy's training ground, and those who had been sleeping indoors also headed to the training ground.
Flander looked at Wukong with great satisfaction, and Wukong noticed, so he deliberately nodded.
He swept his gaze across the crowd again, but when he saw Ning Rongrong, his expression soured.
Flander was certain that Ning Rongrong wouldn't admit it, so he went straight to question Oscar.
"Have you finished running 20 laps, Oscar?" Flander asked him sternly.
"Uh, yes, Dean, we finished running."Oscar answered him somewhat awkwardly, his eyes still glancing at Ning Rongrong from the corner of his eye.
"I'm talking about you all, not just you!"
Oscar saw that he couldn't escape, but noticed Ning Rongrong's watery, innocent eyes looking at him.
Oscar clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, deciding to say, "Yes, Dean, it's us, we finished running."
"Good! Very good!" Flender sighed softly and shook his head.
"Then you can go run another 20 laps." Flender sealed Oscar's soul power and ordered him to run another 20 laps."Yes... understood, Dean."
Oscar's face was filled with sorrow, and he seemed to be glancing at Ning Rongrong beside him.
However, Ning Rongrong appeared completely indifferent, which almost broke Oscar's heart. Therefore, he had no choice but to follow the order and run another 20 laps.
"Do you know why he still has to run 20 laps?"
Everyone except Wukong wore expressions of confusion.
"Because he lied. Lying for the sake of friendship is indeed understandable, but it is still lying and deceiving others."Everyone suddenly realized and looked at Ning Rongrong, because Oscar didn't seem like the type to disobey orders, but if it was Ning Rongrong, that would be an exception.
Flander slowly walked towards Ning Rongrong and asked her, "Why didn't you complete the task I gave you?"
"Hey, hey, hey, I never said I didn't finish running! You can't accuse me, Dean," Ning Rongrong said without even looking at Flander.
"Are you referring to when you suddenly sneaked off in the middle, then went to Soto City for a big meal, and bought a few clothes on the commercial street?"Flander's tone was almost angry.
"What! You're spying on me!" Ning Rongrong's ladylike image immediately shifted to that of a mischievous girl. Actually, she was about to explode the day before, but Goku was there and nothing had provoked her.
So she forcibly suppressed her resentment, but now it seems the girl couldn't hold back anymore, so she's blowing up in anger.
"Hmph, what do you think?"
"Flander, you're just a Soul Sage, what right do you have to order me around?"As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Ning Rongrong in shock. They couldn't believe that the reserved and delicate girl from yesterday had become so unrestrained today.
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