Chapter 90 Young Man, Take Care! (Twelve)

After Wang Feng finished speaking, he looked at Ning Rongrong silently.

The first time I taught a girl, I was really inexperienced, and I almost joined the scene.

"No, and Oscar, I can always beat him, right?" Ning Rongrong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Sorry, I learned from the dean that Oscar may be the most talented among you."

Wang Feng couldn't help laughing, "He is a food-type soul master with innate soul power. Who else have you met?"

"..." Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Feng absentmindedly.

Although she didn't want to believe it, she also knew that Wang Feng would not tell such lies.

Originally as an auxiliary spirit master, Ning Rongrong had long since separated himself from the battle spirit master, and had no intention of comparing.

But now, I heard what Wang Feng said.

The bottom of my heart was so cold that it couldn't be colder.

Even Oscar is better than himself!

You must know that food-type soul masters are extremely difficult to improve themselves, and they have never seen Xiantian full of soul power!

"Also, in my opinion, when Oscar grows up, he may replace your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's status in the mainland."

Wang Feng's sentence, like a sharp sword, gave Ning Rongrong the final blow.

All the words shattered Ning Rongrong's pride.

With a wow, Ning Rongrong cried and ran back.

"Wang Feng, I hate you!"

A wailing sound came.

"..." Wang Feng.

Ning Rongrong, don't blame me, you have to get over this hurdle, now there is no one, only the two of us, no one else can see it.

If you wait for the night, when everyone is watching, you will be scolded again, and you will lose face even more.

Wang Feng shook his head, as if remembering something, and walked into the academy...

dark place.

"Sizzle!"

A series of back-and-forth voices sounded.

"Fuck, this kid, he is a ruthless man! Boss, what should I do? The young lady was kicked and said to cry again! Do you want to teach him a lesson for the young lady?"

"Shoot? Are you sure the two of us can beat him? Didn't you see Zhao Wuji yesterday?"

"...It seems to be the same, we don't seem to be able to beat him, so what should we do?"

"What else can I do, report it to the sect master!"

...

Meanwhile, another place.

"It's so cruel! This kid is so daring!"

Flender's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, "This is too ruthless, and I don't show mercy at all. I thought he would pretend not to be able to see, and teach him a lesson when Ning Rongrong comes back... This is not even a chance to give people a chance to play. If you don't give it, just open the whole thing. It has my style..."

"Hahaha, I would like to see how this kid will look when he faces Sword Douluo."

Zao Wou-Ki on the side couldn't help laughing.

Thinking of how he was beaten by Haotian Douluo last night, he seemed to see that boy Wang Feng was beaten by Sword Douluo.

"Wang Feng, you kid, you can't escape this calamity!"

If Wang Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth would definitely twitch.

at the same time.

Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School. Council Hall.

In the center of the hall, there is a carved wooden chair in the main seat. A huge jade is embedded on the back of the chair.

And sitting on the wooden chair is a middle-aged man, his face is like a crown of jade, his temperament is elegant, his white robe is spotless, and his eyes are looking forward softly. If he ignores this place, he looks like an ordinary person.

Everything looked so random.

At this time.

The door suddenly opened.

A fresh breeze poured into the hall, blowing the porcelain tables and chairs in the store, swaying uncontrollably.

"Fengzhi, are you so relieved that Rongrong is outside alone? A small academy with only two soul saints can teach better than us? No, I have to bring Rongrong back!"

The sound sounded, as if it came from all directions, with echoes, which shook the hall.

Immediately, an old man with a childlike appearance flew in from outside the main hall, and at his feet was stepping on a bright and mysterious sword.

The first Ning Fengzhi couldn't help shaking his head and said helplessly, "Uncle Jian, you and Uncle Long are pampering that girl too much, and you have cultivated her arrogant, arrogant and lawless temperament, and no one in the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can control her. It's better to let her go outside alone and see the world."

The old man known as Uncle Jian frowned and said dissatisfiedly:

"Who said we pampered him? Rongrong is such a good girl! You are not qualified to be a father, and you don't even know your own daughter."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi burst into a wry smile.

Rongrong, this girl is of course obedient in front of you two, but in front of us, she is a little witch!

After all, you are a Titled Douluo!

This old man is one of the top powerhouses in the continent, Titled Douluo, Sword Douluo!

"Uncle Jian, no matter what you say this time, you can't go to her! You don't have to worry about her safety!"

Ning Fengzhi said decisively, "The president of Shrek Academy is the four-eyed owl Flanders in the Golden Iron Triangle. With his strength, he is enough to protect Rongrong's safety!"

"Then what if she was bullied?" Sword Douluo said angrily.

"Uncle Jian..." Ning Fengzhi was speechless, "Just Rongrong's temperament, it's good not to bully others, who else can bully her?"

His voice just fell.

Suddenly, a young man with a strange expression came quickly outside.

"Sect Master..."

"Tell me if you have anything!" Ning Fengzhi frowned and said helplessly.

"Yes, it's about the young lady." The young man said cautiously.

"What's the matter, miss? Could it be that Flender came to complain to me in the academy and bullied others?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"No, it's not..." The young man swallowed, wondering if the Sword Douluo would go berserk if he told the news.

"what is that?"

"Yes..." The young man opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "We just learned the news that the young lady was kicked on the ground by a teenager from the academy, and the teenager said she cried..."

The voice fell!

In the whole hall, the breeze can be heard.

Ning Fengzhi's face was full of disbelief.

"Don't stop me! Who is this kid, I'm going to kill this kid myself!"

Sword Douluo exudes a cold air all over his body! Like a ferocious tiger that wants to choose someone to devour...

"Uncle Jian, calm down, calm down... Rong Rong is so big, it's okay to suffer a little..."

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly grabbed Uncle Jian, feeling slightly overjoyed, what kind of young man is so powerful? How could that girl Rongrong suffer such a big loss?

Not easy, not easy!

However, I was also a little angry in my heart, saying it was okay to cry, and kicking on the ground, this is too much!

That girl, she's so big, don't cry, she doesn't frown, and she's reluctant to say a heavy word.

kick? That is even more impossible. Anyone who dares to touch her will not miss the mixed doubles of the two Titled Douluos.

You are good, you really have both.

"What do you mean by taking a little loss? Get out of the way, don't stop me."

Sword Douluo said coldly, "Don't worry, I won't really kill him... I'll help him loosen his bones and kick him along the way."

After speaking, Sword Douluo ignored Ning Fengzhi, turned into a stream of light, and went out directly...

"Young man, take care!"

Ning Fengzhi's soft voice echoed in the hall...