Chapter 239: Throwing an Olive Branch
After leaving the spirit fighting arena where the competition took place, everyone was chattering about the expressions of the leaders of the Tiandou Royal Academy and their team, who were extremely excited.
Tang Sui was also in a good mood.
After all, Dugu Bo, the culprit who put pressure on them before, had been beaten by her and her father together. Although the remaining minions were not Xue Beng himself, they also slapped them in the face in disguise. How cool!
"Anyway, I won't be able to go on stage in the preliminaries. I've also shown my face in this competition. Teacher, in the next few days, I want to go back to the academy to practice in seclusion and strive to break through to the next level." Tang Sui turned his head and said seriously to the master with his hands behind his back.
's opening.
Since everything so far has been following the original trajectory of destiny, they may have to face the Spirit Hall directly before long.
The soul sect, which is only over forty levels, is still not enough in front of a titled Douluo.
Even though Dugu Bo was suppressed and beaten by her and her father before, it was because of her father Tang Hao's face that the other party did not use all his strength.
If a titled Douluo really gets serious about attacking...
Tang Sui's heart trembled, and the desire to become stronger became stronger.
The master looked at Tang Sui's serious face and was slightly startled. Before he could speak, another familiar voice reached everyone's ears.
"Rongrong."
Ning Fengzhi, who had put on low-key attire, stood in the shadow cast by the majestic building on the ground, smiled and raised her hand to greet everyone in Shrek.
"dad!"
When she saw it was her father, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up and she ran over excitedly, threw herself into her father's warm arms, hugged her father's waist, and said with a bit of coquettishness on her face, "Dad, why are you here?"
Ning Fengzhi touched Ning Rongrong's smooth long hair and said with a smile: "Of course I'm here to see you and your friends."
"Look at my friends?!"
Upon hearing that he was here to meet his friends, Ning Rongrong immediately withdrew from his father's arms, took Ning Fengzhi's hand and approached.
"Everyone! This is my dad!"
Ning Rongrong pulled Ning Fengzhi and stood in front of her friends and teachers.
Ning Fengzhi greeted everyone with a calm and friendly smile: "Hello, children from Shrek Academy, as well as Dean Flanders and several teachers, long time no see."
Although they were far away before, everyone in Shrek recognized the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect who appeared on the big screen and spoke. When even Flanders and the master were about to salute, Ning Fengzhi raised his hand,
He stopped them and said with a smile:
"You're welcome. I am just Rong Rong's father, an elder of a classmate, not a sect master. Besides, you are all Rong Rong's close companions, and you are Rong Rong's teacher, so there is no need to be polite."
As the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, he is so approachable, which can't help but make the Shrek Academy team members feel good about him.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes fell on Tang San. After feeling that Tang San's soul power aura had indeed strengthened a lot, he smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, Xiao San, I didn't expect that you have been promoted to the soul level during this period of time."
Zong, also has a ten-thousand-year soul ring as the fourth soul ring, it is true that geniuses have been born since ancient times."
"Uncle Ning is too complimentary." Tang San responded with a gentle smile.
Ning Fengzhi's gaze immediately fell on Tang Sui again, and there was a slight change in his eyes, "Suisui's strength... is stronger than last time." Moreover, his aura was more restrained, and his soul power could be freely released.
In just a few months, it took less than half a year to make such progress, which is really scary.
Tang Sui rolled his eyes, "Yes. It's not just me, Rongrong and the others have also become stronger."
Mentioning his daughter, Ning Fengzhi's eyes became more gentle, and he sighed: "Yes, I didn't expect that in just a few months, Rongrong would already be a soul sect."
He did not ask why Ning Rongrong did not play today, because from another perspective, if it were him, he would also choose to hide his strength in the early stage.
His daughter seems to have strength that needs to be hidden, and this is what makes him proud.
Next, Ning Fengzhi laughed and chatted with everyone for a few more words, half jokingly, but also half seriously extending an olive branch to everyone.
Dai Mubai declined Ning Fengzhi's invitation. Ning Fengzhi looked at Dai Mubai, thought of Dai Mubai's martial spirit, and muttered "I see".
Oscar was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he heard that Ning Fengzhi was actually inviting them to join the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect...
He clenched his fists and was a little nervous, but he asked nervously and carefully: "Ning...Uncle Ning, I have actually admired your sect for a long time. I wonder if I have the qualifications to join your sect after graduation.
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Hearing this, the corners of Ning Fengzhi's lips curved a little wider. Naturally, he was very welcoming to such a young food-type soul master who had reached level 41 at the age of sixteen.
Ma Hongjun on the side looked at Oscar secretly clenching his fists, knowingly rolled his eyes and hummed in his heart.
Rather than admiring the Qibao Glazed Sect, they clearly admire your daughter.
However, as a good brother, Ma Hongjun said that he, like his other companions who cover their mouths and snicker, sees things through without telling them.
At this time, more and more spectators were leaving the venue. Even though Ning Fengzhi was wearing low-key clothes, he was noticed by many people with venomous eyes.
Ning Fengzhi also felt that time was almost up, so he promptly proposed his ultimate goal: "I am really happy to meet you young talents today. But the main reason I came here this time is for Xiaosan and Suisui. Let's talk alone.
Chapter completed!