Soul Land (Spirit World)

Flender The Four-Eyed Owl - V

Tang San nodded, simultaneously waving his hands to Xiao Wu who wanted to follow behind him. Just following Flender's big move inside the Academy.

Flender's office was also his residence, not far beside the small courtyard where Tang San and Zhao Wuji fought yesterday. The interior of the room was arranged very simply, there were only a few things required, nothing more.

Flender sat behind his desk, looking at Tang San, in his eyes revealing a complex light, a,

"Great experts are healthy?"

Tang San nodded, saying:

"Great expert is very good."

Flender looked at him somewhat dumbfounded,

"You are his student? No wonder, no wonder he even gave you this belt. That day saw you wearing this belt, next to your age, I knew you must have come to Shrek Academy. It's just that I didn't expect you to become his student unexpectedly. Originally, he had once told me, it was inevitable that one day he would build a genius Spirit Expert to shock the Continent. Apparently, he chose you."

Tang San raised his hand to touch the twenty-four moonlight Bridge, handing the letter to Flender, saying,

"First, temperature asked me to apply and after the Academy exam, sent this letter to the dean."

Hearing Tang San's words, in Flender's eyes flickered a trace of sadness, but still had a smiling expression, she said,

"He's still very stubborn. This is his style. This guy finally thinks of calling me?"

While speaking, he slowly opened the envelope, taking out a pure white letter from within. Tang San could not help but look as Flender's hand tore the letter apart, they trembled slightly.

What was written on Tang San's letter did not know, he could only see Flender's constantly changing expression.

Flender was sometimes happy, sometimes angry, four different types of human emotions almost all appeared on his face.

"Well, you're a parent. You old bastard, what do you insist on proving? With what evidence? Don't tell me you don't know, the truth is..."

Flender seemed to be becoming somewhat erratic, Tang San was unable to understand the words on his lips.

Suddenly, he quickly raised his head, staring intently at Tang San, who was,

"Because you're the proof, don't let him be disappointed. You go, go get ready for evening classes. It won't relax at all."

Tang San had completed the task the Great Expert had given him. Although this Dean of Flender gave him a very strange feeling, he was also in no mood to think about this. Going through the fight with Zhao Wuji, Tang San found his own weak point, having just as good a time to cultivate.

Putting aside Tang San someone who was voluntarily cultivating, Oscar and Ning Rongrong were currently running outside the Academy.

"Oscar, how far is the spin left?"

Ning Rongrong sounded somewhat helpless.

Merely, since leaving the Academy until now, Ning Rongrong under the direction of Oscar had unexpectedly not completed a single round, the time passed was already not short. Continuing at this pace, let alone noon, whether dinner was edible was the question. Even more so, the physical strength continued to decline, it was basically impossible to continue maintaining this speed.

Oscar said with a wry smile:

"When I left, I said that it was basically not a possible task to complete. But you're still not worried, are we both the Supporting Spirit Experts types together still afraid of starvation? Are we gonna eat a little..."

Ning Rongrong glanced at her, despite being young, the gentle and charming expression she wore was rather graceful.

Oscar's bones were rather weak from his sight, smiling merrily, appearing to show off in a low voice:

"I'm your father has a big fresh sausage."

In a flash of light, a savory sausage had already appeared in his hand, handing it over to Ning Rongrong.

"My sausage, the ability of the first spirit ring is recovery. Not only does it improve wound healing, it also has a recovery effect on physical strength. Eat little. Get my sausage support, let alone running twenty rounds, even running two hundred rounds, we don't have to worry about food matters."

Ning Rongrong somewhat strangely looked at Oscar, suddenly speaking in an extremely bold sentence,

"I am your mother who also has two generous buns. Eat your size."

Finished speaking, the Seven Treasures Layered Tiles Pagoda floated in the air, quickly providing assistance, suddenly increasing their running speed.

"Eh..."

"Eh..."

Oscar was completely shocked for a moment, let alone him, even if it was Tang San or Dai Mubai here, hearing Ning Rongrong, a graceful girl like this unexpectedly said this sentence, saying this sentence, maybe they wouldn't be able to imagine it either. They had no idea at all, what kind of character Ning Rongrong was in the Seven Treasures Glazed School. And Ning Rongrong himself finally could not help himself, revealing a hint of his true nature.

...

The School of Seven Treasures. Official Hall.

On the north side of the main hall, facing south of the main seat was a large chair carved in wooden roses, on the back of the chair an enormous jade set. The jade was dark green, emitting a faded warm and moist air, a top quality warm jade.

In a large chair carved in wooden roses, a man sat upright. This man's face was like jade, straight nose and square mouth, smooth and gentle appearance, wearing a pure white robe without a speck of dust. He was about forty years old, with a gentle gaze, he looked like an ordinary person. Gentle black hair was strewn across his shoulders and back, all visibly conscious, devoid of intelligence. Right now, he was looking at the person kneeling beneath him, a youngster wearing a strong white outfit.

"Back to report to school temperature, the young lady has already reached Shrek Academy, and subsequently successfully passed the entrance examination."

The young man said respectfully.

The middle-aged man nodded, his facial expression showing helplessness,

"This little devil will blow himself up, otherwise the School of Seven Glazed Treasures will be a somersault by him. What's the state of Shrek Academy?"