Chapter 89 Playing with Flanders
Chapter 89 Playing with Flanders
Long Nianbing, Ye Yinzhu and A'Dai are the same age as Ning Rongrong. They are currently at levels 40, 38 and 37 respectively. Long Nianbing only needs one soul ring to become a soul master.
The sect's new forces also gradually grew.
I estimate that by then I can form a Seven Treasures Glazed Team to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition.
Compared with the three of them, look at Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, the more you look at them, the more disgusted you feel.
Ning Rongrong's innate soul power is level 9, and she is currently only a level 35 Soul Master. Xiao Wu is even more outrageous. With innate full soul power, she has only reached the level of a level 45 Soul Sect member with the help of Danta.
It seems that the life without pressure makes them lose all motivation to practice.
A few nights later, two little girls appeared stealthily at the sect gate.
"Rongrong, are you sure we haven't been discovered?"
"Don't underestimate Miss Rongrong. I have sent the guards away. We can go to Soto City now."
Xiao Wu was still a little scared about the two of them sneaking out. Ning Bei's Iron Fist of Love was no joke. After being fully strengthened by the Yishi Dan, it was extremely insulting and defense-breaking.
"So is Shrek Academy really that interesting?"
Ning Rongrong saw that the little sister was about to back out, so she quickly tempted her:
"Hey, I've heard from the caravan in Qibao City that Shrek Academy claims to only recruit monster students. I think it must be interesting. If you don't want to go, I can only go alone!"
Xiao Wu's rabbit ears trembled. How can that be possible? If there is something fun, can you not bring your sister Xiao Wu with you? Just thinking about it, Ning Bei felt a little scared.
As if she could see the sisters' dilemma, Ning Rongrong took Little Rabbit's hand and headed straight out of the city.
"Hey, what are you afraid of? If she dares to beat you up, wait until you are a few years older and give birth to 10 little bastards for him, and tire him to death."
The little rabbit blushed immediately after hearing what Rongrong said.
"Don't talk nonsense. You've only given birth to a dozen little bastards!"
"It's up to you. Go quickly. I'm tired of staying in the sect. It's nice to go out for a walk."
The two little girls walked directly towards the city of Soto in the Barak Kingdom.
When the two little girls walked away from the sect, Ning Bei's figure suddenly appeared, and he smiled at their backs.
"Has it started yet? I should also move around. I am tired of these two greedy girls."
As he spoke, he unfolded his external soul bone and flew towards Soto City. At the same time, an albatross with 50 years of cultivation appeared in his hand. He stuffed a letter into its mouth and let it fly out.
Three days ago, Ning Bei discovered that the two were plotting something. He thought about the timeline and felt that it was probably time to go to Shrek Academy. So he made an agreement with Ning Fengzhi in advance and decided that he would keep an eye on the two brave little girls.
A day later, Ning Bei, who started late, arrived at Soto City first. With the mentality of not leaving a single hair for the little punk, he planned to go to the city first to find Flanders' soul master supplies shop.
After searching for a while, Ning Bei curled his lips as he looked at the shabby cabin in front of him.
It's rare for a Soul Saint to end up like this. Even if you took your old friends with you to rob the gangs in the city from time to time, you wouldn't end up like this!
Entering the store, Ning Bei saw a middle-aged man with a short face lying on a recliner.
"Well, that's him."
After looking around the room, he found the rotten crystal in the corner of the shelf. He took it in his hand and weighed it. It was quite heavy.
But who would have thought that this broken stone on the roadside that no one would pick up would contain sheet gold? Although I am not very interested in this, as long as I don't leave it to San'er, I feel like I have made a fortune.
"Boss, how much is this crystal?"
Flanders didn't even open his eyes, and said lazily:
"100 gold soul coins."
"for you."
Ning Bei did not say anything, and directly took out a money bag from his soul guide and threw it over. Flanders opened his eyes, caught the money bag, counted the amount, and then looked at Ning Bei.
After confirming through eye contact, I know he is a damn rich man.
"Ahem, ahem, customer, you heard me wrong. I said 500 gold soul coins. The money you have is not enough."
Ning Bei did not say anything, but threw another money bag to Flanders. Judging from the weight, it must be more than 500 gold soul coins.
Flanders almost couldn't hold back his drooling. Please give me a bunch of such fat sheep. But when he thought about the shabby environment of the college and the teachers' never-before-paid salaries, he cleared his throat with the mindset of taking advantage of every opportunity.
"Guest, you heard me wrong again. I said 1000 gold soul coins. You are still a little short."
Ning Bei looked at Fu Ba Pi in front of him with amusement and said jokingly:
"Is 1000 enough? No more?"
"Well, you have a point. Let's go with 2000."
"Oh? I told you to add more money, so you added more money? Are you so obedient? But I was in a hurry to go out, and I didn't bring enough money. What do you think I should do?"
"This is easy. Go back and get it. I'll wait for you."
"So what should I do if I don't want to go home but still want to get this crystal?"
Flanders also heard the sarcasm in Ning Bei's words at this time, his face darkened slightly, "You're robbing me?"
Then, a unique aura belonging to a Soul Saint pressed towards him.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability."
Ning Bei pretended to widen his eyes and stared at Flanders.
"Soul Saint? How can there be someone like you in this shabby shop?"
Flanders was very satisfied with the other person's expression. He had done this many times over the years.
"Are you scared? I'll keep your gold soul coins for you. If you want the crystal, go home and get another 3000 gold soul coins."
Ning Bei patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had survived a disaster.
"Master Koko Soul Saint, that..."
"Hmm? Do you have anything else to say?"
Flanders looked at Ning Bei with dissatisfaction, wondering if this kid is crazy. I, the great Soul Saint, let you go, but you don’t know how to live or die?
At this time, Ning Bei had had enough fun and put away the fear on his face.
"But, Master Soul Saint, I am a Soul Douluo. What should I do?"
Then a unique aura of Contra pressed back towards Flanders.
Flanders felt the aura emanating from Ning Bei, and his stubby face was filled with horror. What kind of monster was this? He looked less than 20 years old, and he was a Contra? What was he doing?
Knowing that he had hit a wall, Flanders immediately changed his expression and said tremblingly:
"Well, um, respected Soul Douluo, I am Soul Saint Flanders. Have you heard of the Golden Triangle? I am the Flying Horn."
Seeing that the situation was about to get bad, Flanders quickly brought out his own name, hoping that the other party would be cautious. Although the other party obviously had a terrifying background, he had not taken action just now, so at most he would bleed a little.
Ning Bei clapped his hands in sudden realization.
"Ah! So it's the Golden Triangle. I've never heard of it!"
Flanders was happy for a few seconds when he saw that Ning Bei seemed to understand him, but then he was upset by what Ning Bei said next.
Haven't I ever heard you slap your ass?
(End of this chapter)