Chapter 52 Zhu Zhuqing breaks away from the original script
Zhu Zhuqing finally nodded slowly. Shen An was right. Going back to school was indeed not a good choice.
And from the current point of view, apart from the very high soul power level of the teachers, Shrek actually does not have an outstanding teaching method, and the teaching environment is very average.
Ning Rongrong sighed: "Okay, okay, Zhu Zhuqing has been persuaded by you, so I won't go. I originally wanted to see the miserable situation of those people and laugh at them."
The corner of Shen An's mouth twitched. This little witch still didn't get enough beatings. She had to at least wait until she was protected by a strong person before she showed off her power.
If she was beaten directly by someone who was stunned, she would be ready to cry without tears. Shen An was stunned when she saw that little naughty tiger.
"Well, I don't have any plans next. How about I stay with you first, Shen An." Zhu Zhuqing turned to look at Shen An and said.
Shen An was doing everything she could, she was just staying, it wasn't because there were not enough rooms, and she was the one who advised her not to go, so she had to take responsibility.
Ning Rongrong looked at Shen An eagerly and said: "Shen An, I'm not going either. I can only stay with you first. It's okay."
Shen An nodded lightly. There was no difference between one person and two people. There was even an empty room upstairs.
"Hehe" Ning Rongrong smiled broadly. If you ignore her unruly and willful nature as a witch, Ning Rongrong's appearance is really good.
But for now, Ning Rongrong is not willful towards Shen An. Shen An guessed that he almost got beaten by himself.
Soon Shen An and Tom went to prepare for the teahouse. After all, they still had to open a shop. However, due to the gradual decrease in reputation, Shen An decided to recruit someone to handle it in the future.
In the beginning, it was okay to do business in the tea house and gain a lot of reputation. However, as time went by, the reputation gradually decreased, and Shen An couldn't bear it.
The tea house is still open, and there are many new customers, but most of them are old customers. There is a certain amount of milk tea every day, and it sells out extremely quickly.
Ning Rongrong lay down and played, Zhu Zhuqing practiced hard, and Shen An played with the cat and admired his own constantly beating reputation value, enjoying themselves happily.
Shrek Academy on the side.
Although Dai Mubai's soul power was higher than Tang San's, it was Tang San who woke up first. As for Xiao Wu, she was the least injured and had been taking care of Tang San.
Seeing Tang San wake up, she immediately threw herself on Tang San, her eyes moistened and said: "Brother, you are hurt so badly, I am so scared."
Tang San's injury failed to recover. Xiao Wu's attack made the injured area hurt slightly, but he did not make a sound, but hugged Xiao Wu with tenderness in his eyes.
"It's okay, brother is always here and will always be with you." Tang San said softly.
Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with tears: "Brother, did I get into trouble? I shouldn't mess with Zhu Zhuqing and Shen An. This person is too scary."
Seeing Xiao Wu mentioning Shen An, Tang San snorted coldly, the sound vibrating in his chest, causing pain in his sternum, and he couldn't help but express an expression on his face.
Tang San's expression darkened. Shen An was so evil. He never thought that in two lifetimes, he would be defeated by a boy of the same age.
"Shen An's talent is too terrifying. Not only is his martial spirit powerful and domineering, but his moves are as if they were made in heaven. His aura is unique and his soul power seems to be endless."
Tang San slowly let out a breath of gloomy energy. His Bluesilver Grass was too much behind him, and even Shen An's scattered sword energy couldn't resist it.
Thinking of his other martial spirit, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little confused.
You know, compared to the Blue Silver Grass, the Clear Sky Hammer without any soul rings was stymied by Shen An. If he added the soul skills gained from the martial soul, he might not be able to fight with it.
Tang San now really wants to ask the master when he can start training the second martial spirit. If he just relies on the blue silver grass in his hand, it seems that he is already weak.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Seeing Tang San motionless, Xiao Wu couldn't help but call out softly.
Tang San shook his head and said: "It's okay, I have recorded today's revenge, and I will repay him a hundredfold in the future."
"If he dares to hurt you, he must be prepared to die." Tang San said in a dark voice, but Xiao Wu's face was filled with sweetness. Tang San said to himself:
"If the materials are found to create the top-ranked hidden weapon of the Tang Sect, no matter how hard Shen An attacks Wushuang, he will definitely die without a whole body."
Tang San and Xiao Wu hugged each other, feeling tender and affectionate for a moment, while Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun beside them were still in a coma.
It was not until the afternoon that Dai Mubai and Dai Mubai woke up one after another. Flanders stood aside and looked at his two students.
Dai Mubai felt weak and weak all over, and the pain continued when he moved even a little bit. Ma Hongjun was not much better.
The Nine-Leaf Virtual Sword was invisible but full of sword energy. This fat man actually dared to resist with his physical body. Even though he had soul power to protect his body, he was still injured to the point of death.
Dai Mubai was about to speak when Flanders waved his hand and said:
"You don't need to say much, just rest in peace and recuperate. No matter who is right or wrong in this matter, since he hurt you, you just have to work harder to get back on your feet in the future."
Dai Mubai was greatly moved, but he also fell into deep doubts. Could he really beat that monster Shen An? He beat four with one, but in the end he was unscathed.
Ma Hongjun even blurted out:
"Teacher, that Shen An is such a fucking monster. A sword in his hand is invincible, and a flying sword is lingering with sword energy. We are unable to fight back."
"How are we going to fight him in the future?" Ma Hongjun had deep fear in his eyes. Thinking back to Shen An's flying sword, he felt a sting all over his body.
When Flanders saw Shen An fighting one against four, he understood that it would be extremely difficult for students like him to defeat Shen An.
But as a teacher, you always have to give students some confidence.
Flanders pretended to be profound and said:
"Don't worry, Shen An just took advantage of Wuhun. I have already called a close friend back. With his guidance, it will be easy for you to defeat Shen An."
Dai Mubai and Dai Mubai couldn't help but feel slightly encouraged when they saw Flanders's confidence. Since the dean said so, maybe he really invited a powerful person.
Dai Mubai wanted to ask again, but Flanders said mysteriously: "Don't worry, you will know this person when he comes. He is known as a wise man throughout the continent."
Flanders then asked them to recover from their injuries first, so that they could practice as soon as possible and regain their lost face.
After Flender left, Ma Hongjun wanted to change positions, but there was no part of his body that was not painful and had to give up. He said with some displeasure:
"Boss Dai, it is true that Tang San Xiaowu did this dishonestly. We intervened and got beaten in vain. Fortunately, that person did not have murderous intentions, otherwise we would be useless."
Naturally, Dai Mubai would not say that he would have a conflict with Shen An because of Zhu Zhuqing, so he said:
"Fat man, Tang San Xiaowu and we are from the same academy. Of course we must always be open to the outside world."
Ma Hongjun curled his lips and said:
"Isn't Zhu Zhuqing one of our own students? Dean Fu asked us to find our place in the future, but I don't want to face that monster again."
Dai Mubai wanted to say something more, but when he thought of Shen An's terrifying strength, he could only clench his fists tightly.
He secretly felt cruel in his heart. Since the soul master was not strong enough, then he would cultivate to the soul sect and soul king. No matter how powerful the martial soul was, it could not make up for the level gap!
Shen An, just wait for me! Dai Mubai roared in his heart.
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