After breakfast, the bell rang on time, calling the students to the square of the college.
Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Tang San, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun were already standing in a row in the square.
Today was particularly lively. Not only did the two deans, Flender and Zhao Wuji, come, but also several other teachers from the college came to the playground.
And the master was also killed beside Flanders.
In addition to the two deans, the college originally had three teachers, who were responsible for the first three levels of the entrance examination.
"Okay, everyone is here."
"I have a few things to announce." Flanders walked up to the students and glanced at them seriously.
"First of all, let me introduce the teachers of the college to the four new students."
With that said, Flanders pointed to the old man who used the stick before, "This is Teacher Li Yusong, Martial Soul Dragon Pattern Stick, Level 63 Soul Emperor."
Pointing to the second older man, who seemed to be in his seventies, he said: "This is Teacher Lu Qibin, Master Lu, Wuhun Xingluoqi, Level 66 Soul Emperor."
This is Teacher Shao Xinshao, Martial Soul Tangdou, Level 71 Soul Saint, food type soul master. Teacher Shao is definitely among the top five powerful food type soul masters that I know."
Soul Saint, food system.
These two points alone are enough to illustrate Shaoxin's power.
Finally, Flanders walked up to the master, put his arms around his shoulders, and said: "The last one, I want to introduce to you in detail. He relied on his own research to come up with the top ten competitive martial arts spirits. He is known as the most competitive martial spirit."
The strongest person in soul theory, the most intelligent soul master, and at the same time
He is also Tang San’s teacher. Mr. Yu Xiaogang. Of course, he is also my old brother. We have known each other for decades. Maybe you don’t know his name clearly, but I think you all should know his title.
Hear it with your ears. From now on, you can just call him master."
When they heard the word "master", everyone couldn't help but perked up and turned their eyes towards the master. They knew that it was precisely because of the master's wisdom that Tang San, such an outstanding student, was cultivated.
Flanders said: "From today onwards, the master will be solely responsible for your teaching, and we will all cooperate with the master. In addition, because of the rush yesterday, I will give everyone a day off, and the class will officially start tomorrow. Next, I would like to invite the master to speak.
"
Then he whispered, "Xiao Gang, I'll leave this to you first."
The master nodded, looked at the seven students in front of him, and began to speak as he had prepared before. The other teachers also left the playground and handed it over to Yu Xiaogang.
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A moment later, Shrek Academy, the dean's office.
Flanders asked doubtfully, "Lingtian, who is this?"
"I am Ning Li of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect." Ning Li responded in a deep voice. At the same time, his whole body surged with momentum, showing some strength to Flanders.
"Ning Li..." Flanders felt that the name seemed familiar, a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't recall it now.
At the same time, Lingtian turned his head and said calmly, "Senior brother, I will go and say goodbye to Senior Sister Rongrong first."
"Yeah." Ning Li nodded.
He alone is enough for Flender's affairs, and there is really no need for Lingtian to intervene.
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The screen changes.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang had arranged the seven students from Shrek Academy in order according to their age, and then ordered everyone to disperse to prepare for tomorrow's training.
Lingtian walked in front of Ning Rongrong dormitory.
!!
"Who!" A crisp voice came from the door, and the sound should be a small dance.
Lingtian said faintly, "Is Sister Rong Rong there?"
"Here, there are younger brother, wait a minute!" Soon the sound of Ning Rongrong came in the house.
At the same time, inside the house.
Xiaowu looked at Ning Rongrong, who was seriously selected by his clothes, and turned his eyes. He seemed to understand something, and laughed, "Rong Rong, your teacher is looking for you outside the door, it seems that there is a situation!"
"Go and go, don't talk nonsense ~" Ning Rongrong blushed, and threw the clothes that changed his hand.
"Hee hee ~"
Xiao Wu took the thrown clothes, and at the same time looked at Ning Rongrong with a smile, "Rongrong, come on, I support you!"
After speaking, put a ghostly face to Ning Rongrong.
"Little Dance!" Ning Rongrong scolded.
"Okay, okay, no noise, alas! Rongrong, your skirt seems to be wearing reversal?" Xiao Wu pointed at Ning Rongrong's skirt, and his dark eyes were full of laughter.
"Yeah ~" Ning Rongrong screamed, and no longer ignored the ridicule of Xiao Dance, and hurriedly dressed again.
..............
Cangch ~
After almost a moment of an hour, Ning Rongrong blushed a small face, walked out of the dormitory, looked back at the dormitory secretly, and then pulled him before Lingtian spoke, and he pulled him.
Running towards a hurry in the distance.
At this time, Oscar is not far away, not to peek at Ning Rongrong, and the unwilling light in his eyes.
Although Lingtian had knocked him before, Ning Rongrong also resigned from himself, but he was still unwilling to give up!
..............
After a while, the two finally stopped.
This is the opportunity to ask Ling Ti to ask, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
"No, it's okay, how about the skirt you think of my brother?" Ning Rongrong fiddled with the skirt, blushed with a small face, looking forward to looking at Lingtian.
"Very beautiful." Lingtian looked at Ning Rongrong inexplicably.
"Yes, is it ~" Ning Rongrong looked up excitedly, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and his mood became beautiful instantly.
But this beautiful one is fast, and it goes fast.
"Sister, I am here to say goodbye to you today."
"Master, let's go ..."
The two were almost at the same time, and the spiritual tone was calm with a hint of apology, while Ning Rongrong was full of happiness.
Lingtian's words are like a pot of cold water, and it is splashed on Ning Rongrong's head.
"..."
After the short silence, the happiness on Ning Rongrong's face disappeared, his eyes were puzzled, and his tone was eagerly asked, "Master, you, you, where are you going?"