Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

"Are you spying on me?" Ning Rongrong said in disbelief.

She was very surprised. Flanders, a mere soul saint, dared to spy on her, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?

Flanders sneered and said: "As the dean, I must be responsible for every student. Today, your behavior of being disrespectful and ignoring the rules of the college is extremely bad."

"If you are in the military, you should be dealt with according to military law."

"Really?" Ning Rongrong's smile became a little cold, and she said lightly: "This is not an army, so what if it is an army?"

Flanders smiled, "It's nothing here, just Shrek."

"Now that you're here, you have to abide by Shrek's rules."

"Now, I'll give you two choices. First, pack up and leave, and second, be a new you."

Feeling that the conflict was about to intensify, Yuntiange smiled bitterly. He stood up and said to Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, good advice is hard to hear but good to practice. The dean is right. If you want to truly become a member of Shrek, you must make changes. Isn’t this also your original intention?”

Reason told Ning Rongrong that in fact, what they said made sense.

However, her long-term life in Qibao Glazed Sect gave her a self-centered mentality, and everyone must act according to her wishes.

And Flender's behavior today undoubtedly severely damaged her face. How could she, a little witch, accept this?

She ignored Yuntiange, but sneered: "Flender, who do you think you are, a little soul saint, who is also dictating to me?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expressions changed.

Only Yuntiange was wondering: Is the inertia of the plot so great?

In fact, it's not the plot, but human nature.

Many times, we can actually understand the truth, but when we are emotionally excited, we refuse to admit our mistakes in our hearts. We insist on speaking out, and we still insist on being stubborn even though we know we are wrong.

When the quarrel ends, it is no longer about arguing about who is right and who is wrong, but about letting out the anger in your heart.

Therefore, it is generally useless to try to persuade people to fight. Only when the anger subsides can people think about it.

This is what Ning Rongrong is like now.

She has a spoiled princess syndrome, hates others disobeying her, and is extremely self-centered.

She also thought that Flanders' reprimand made her lose face in public, so Ning Rongrong, who was so excited, could not think about who was right and who was wrong.

She just wanted to vent her dissatisfaction.

Then the result was already doomed. After being attacked by Flanders citing the students around him, Ning Rongrong's proud heart was greatly hit.

She cried unbearably, turned around and ran towards herself.

"Humph." Flanders laughed sinisterly. He had obtained permission from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, otherwise he would not have dared to reprimand Ning Rongrong like this.

"Ahem, she was just too pampered by her family before, and her nature is not bad."

"Mubai, go call Oscar and tell her that I have canceled his punishment and asked her to comfort Ning Rongrong. After that, come to Soto City Great Spirit Fighting Arena."

"Dean." Dai Mubai looked aside and said, "Where will you take them on the first day?"

"Ok?"

"Haha, there is no problem with the dean's arrangement. I'm going to call Xiao Ao." Dai Mubai ran away.

"Let's go." Flanders waved his hand, and the whole person disappeared.

The crowd quickly followed.

Flanders did not release his speed to the extreme, but kept it at a level that everyone in Shrek thought was quite fast.

Yuntiange followed Flanders about half a meter behind with ease, like a little tail.

This made Flanders's eyes filled with surprises.

"It seems that Lao Zhao was right. This kid is truly a monster among monsters."

The remaining four people will be far behind.

The leader was Zhu Zhuqing. Although Tang San's ghost shadow was exquisite, it was still not as good as Zhu Zhuqing of the agility attack system in terms of straight-line acceleration.

So he and Xiao Wu ran side by side behind Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun was at the end. Of course, he was not too far behind.

As he got closer to Soto City, Flanders gradually slowed down in order to allow the students to slowly recover some strength.

After arriving at the south gate of Soto City, Flanders stopped and saw that Yuntiange also stopped at the same time, still looking calm and relaxed, which made him feel even more satisfied.

They stopped at the city gate, firstly to recover their strength, and secondly to wait for Dai Mubai.

Finally, after everyone arrived, Flanders led everyone to the Soto City Great Soul Fighting Arena.

"You are all monsters. Since you are monsters, you must practice in the same way as monsters."

"The amount of actual combat experience will greatly affect the victory of the battle, and can even enable the soul master to leapfrog the battle."

"Practical combat is the most important ability of a soul master. And only actual combat can improve your actual combat ability, so your first lesson is actual combat."

"The Great Soul Arena in Soto City."

Flanders paused and said, "You must also know where the Great Soul Fighting Arena is, right?"

After seeing everyone nodding, Flender added: "Remember, one of the requirements for graduation is to at least get the Silver Fighting Soul Badge."

Everyone followed Flanders into the big spirit fighting arena, and the new students each registered their own spirit fighting badges.

Among them, Tang San and Xiao Wu formed a three-five duo. Dai Mubai also wanted to form a duo with Zhu Zhuqing, but unfortunately the gap in soul power was too big, and the other party didn't pretend to do so.

Tang San and Xiao Wu soon faced their first battle. With their strength, they were invincible in the realm of great soul masters.

Not surprisingly, they each achieved their first victory.

The next battle was beyond everyone's expectations because it was a civil war.

Yuntiange vs Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing was still cold, and just glanced at Yuntiange before walking towards the venue for the spirit fight.

When Dai Mubai saw Zhu Zhuqing walking in, he dared to run over and grab Yuntiange. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Tiange, don't be too harsh."

"rest assured."

After hearing this, Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief and went to another combat zone to fight his own soul.

The two came on stage, and after the host announced the start, Zhu Zhuqing released his martial spirit, the Nether Civet.

"Please use your full strength to show me the gap between us."

"Ok."

Yuntiange smiled casually and turned into an afterimage towards Zhu Zhuqing.

Then, Zhu Zhuqing was knocked out of the field with a palm.

Fast, too fast, so fast that Zhu Zhuqing didn't even have time to react.

"Is this the difference between me and him?" Although Zhu Zhuqing was deeply unwilling, his will to become stronger became stronger.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. Even when Zhu Zhuqing flew out of the field, the host had just reached the edge of the field.

The whole place was silent, and then the shouts were like thunder.

"Do you need a hand? Your body must be in pain."

Yuntiange came to the place where Zhu Zhuqing fell and said softly.

He bowed slightly and stretched out his right hand.

"I can get up on my own."

A strange color flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's cold face, and her brows were furrowed.

She struggled to get up, but her body was shaking from the severe pain.

Yuntiange was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly grabbed her shoulders, held her whole body in his arms and walked out of the venue.

Just kidding, even though Zhu Zhuqing was so small, he was hit by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from the front and still wanted to stand up on his own.

Isn't this a slap in the face to Yuntiange?

"What are you doing? Let go!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing's cold and beautiful face had a hint of blush, her voice was a bit colder.

This was the first time she had such close contact with a man (not a relative), and she felt a tremor in her heart.

No matter how much Zhu Zhuqing struggled in his arms, he never let go.

He continued to transfer soul power into Zhu Zhuqing's body to relieve her pain.

Zhu Zhuqing was dragged out of the field by Yuntiange with a red face. She struggled at first, but there was no movement behind her and she endured it all silently.

Along the way, except for conveying soul power with his hands, Yuntiange had no other physical contact with Zhu Zhuqing.

"Don't worry, I am a gentleman. I asked you to turn your back to me."

As if he guessed what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking, Yuntiange smiled helplessly and said.

If Zhu Zhuqing was facing him, there would inevitably be some full friction.

Zhu Zhuqing's ears turned red and she gave him a sharp look without saying anything.

Outside the gate, Yuntiange finally let go of Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.

Zhu Zhuqing took two steps back, his beautiful face covered with frost.

"I will become stronger and wash away today's shame."

"Ah? Didn't you tell me not to hold back?" Yuntiange scratched his head, feeling a little confused.

"That's not what I said!"

"what is that?"

"Humph! You wait!"

"Uh...I'll wait."

. . . . . .

In a courtyard in Soto City, Liuju's somewhat rotting corpse was glowing with strange blood under the control of a man in black.

"Saint, please look."

The twelve eyes of Liuju's corpse shot out twelve red lights that met in the sky, forming a series of moving pictures.

If Yuntiange was present, he would definitely recognize that the corpses on the ground were the six evil soul masters he had killed before.

And the scene above them was recreating what happened that day.

"It's really fun."