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As Zeng Yi stared at the knife pointing directly at his forehead, he was startled and quickly activated his spirit power. He immediately disappeared from his original position using his spirit skill, Forward Steps Slash.
Ning Rongrong's sneak attack failed, leaving her off balance without Zeng Yi's support, causing her to fall embarrassingly to the ground.
"Ouch~"
As Ning Rongrong let out a miserable cry, both Chen Xin and Gu Rong felt a pang in their hearts.
"Alright, game over!" Just as Ning Rongrong managed to climb back up from the ground, she heard Zeng Yi's voice coming from behind her. Zeng Yi had somehow appeared behind her, his bamboo sword positioned horizontally against her fair neck, emitting a chilling aura that made her unable to move.
However, Ning Rongrong could sense a hint of surprise in Zeng Yi's tone.
"It's fine to lose, it's normal not to be able to defeat you." Ning Rongrong admitted her defeat calmly, not showing any signs of disappointment. After speaking, she turned around, ignoring the bamboo sword against her neck, with a happy smile on her lovely face.
"Did I scare you just now? Were you flustered?" Ning Rongrong stared straight into Zeng Yi's eyes with her bright, big eyes, blinking mischievously, looking adorable.
Caught under Ning Rongrong's gaze, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, but quickly composed himself and said nonchalantly "Scared? Are you kidding? With your mediocre skills, how could you scare me?"
"Tch~ Clearly, you were scared, yet you refuse to admit it. You're not honest at all." Ning Rongrong pouted when Zeng Yi denied it.
Zeng Yi retracted his bamboo sword and looked at Ning Rongrong. Indeed, he was amazed by Ning Rongrong's moves just now. Not to mention the power of Tang San's hidden weapons, Zeng Yi could tell from Ning Rongrong's body movement and her skillful use of the hidden weapons that she had worked hard to improve her own strength during the time he was away from Shrek Academy.
However, apart from the tremendous penetration power of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, the reason Ning Rongrong's attack startled him was that he had underestimated her. If he had been more serious, even with the faster trajectory of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, it wouldn't have threatened his life.
Moreover, he was just testing Ning Rongrong's abilities. If they really fought, Zeng Yi would never give the opponent a chance to unleash hidden weapons.
"Nevertheless, your performance indeed amazed me. It seems Xiao San has taught you a lot. You've learned so quickly during this time, well done." Although Ning Rongrong made Zeng Yi feel a bit embarrassed just now, he still reluctantly praised her.
Upon hearing Zeng Yi's praise, Ning Rongrong's smile became even brighter. In her impression, Zeng Yi always had a sharp tongue towards her, but this time, he praised her for the first time.
Ning Rongrong raised her delicate chin proudly. "You have good taste! This miss has always been a genius."
Zeng Yi couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Ning Rongrong being so full of herself, feeling amused that a single compliment could make her so proud.
Clap clap clap~
Applause reached their ears, and Zeng Yi and Ning Rongrong turned their heads to see Ning Fengzhi clapping his hands as he walked towards them. He said "What an incredibly exciting battle!"
"Rongrong, I didn't expect such tremendous improvement from you during this past year. Especially your performance in that battle, one would even mistake you for a combat spirit master. I am truly amazed." Ning Fengzhi said, looking at his daughter with admiration.
Not only did she raise her spirit power by ten levels, but her martial spirit had also evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, combined with her exceptional combat skills, she seemed completely transformed. Ning Fengzhi was grateful that he had decided to let his daughter stay in Shrek Academy; otherwise, she wouldn't have achieved her current accomplishments.
"Ah, it was nothing." Grateful for her father's praise, Ning Rongrong humbly responded.
Supporting his chin with one hand, Ning Fengzhi pondered with a gleam in his eyes. "Now, I'm getting more and more curious about this Shrek Academy. I really want to see the person who can train my daughter into such a teacher. And your classmate, Tang San, is also an extraordinary genius, to have researched and developed such powerful weapons that can threaten spirit masters' lives."
Hearing her father's words, Ning Rongrong glanced at Zeng Yi standing next to her, feeling a bit embarrassed she said "Actually, it's not just me; half of the credit goes to Zeng Yi."
"Zeng Yi?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Zeng Yi, puzzled.
Ning Rongrong said "Yes, Zeng Yi is also responsible for teaching us cultivation and training. In his words, he is our instructor."
She said this intentionally so that her father would have a more favorable impression of Zeng Yi. After all, Zeng Yi was not only a student of Shrek Academy but also acted more like a teacher. His strength far surpassed theirs, and he had unique insights into cultivation, which didn't require following the traditional curriculum of the Spirit Master Academy. Therefore, he was responsible for instructing their cultivation, as well as combat techniques, spirit power control, and other training aspects. Ning Rongrong conveyed this to her father.
This was the first time Zeng Yi had come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect. Ning Rongrong wanted to say some good things about Zeng Yi in front of her father, so that her father would favor him more.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong felt quite cunning.
Moreover, what Ning Rongrong said was the truth. Among the Seven Monsters of Shrek, besides Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, Zeng Yi was the one they were most grateful for. Yu Xiaogang taught them about spirit beasts, group coordination, and team spirit, while Zeng Yi taught them combat experience, various practical techniques, control of their spirit power, and cultivation methods. All this accelerated their improvement in combat ability.
"Is that so?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Zeng Yi, his eyes glinting. He then said "Well, Xiao Yi, since you've just returned to the sect, let Uncle Chen take you to the place where he lives and arrange for your stay."
Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but force a smile and said "Please spare me. I finally graduated from Shrek Academy and don't want to be a free laborer anymore. Now you want me to teach others while neglecting my own cultivation. That's too troublesome."
Ning Fengzhi burst into laughter. "I was just joking. You better focus on your cultivation in the sect. I am really looking forward to the day when you become a Titled Douluo."
For Ning Fengzhi to ask Zeng Yi to teach others' cultivation would be a complete waste of his talent and practice time. Ning Fengzhi wanted Zeng Yi to practice diligently, reach the rank of Titled Douluo as soon as possible, and regain control for the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect against the pressure of the Spirit Hall.
"Uncle Chen, take Xiao Yi to your residence since he is back to the sect." Ning Fengzhi instructed Chen Xin, then looked at Zeng Yi and said "Your disciple, Yan Que, is also at Uncle Chen's place. I often hear her mention you, so go and see her."
"Yan Que..." Zeng Yi couldn't help but recall the stubborn figure of his disciple. A benevolent smile appeared on his face.
Although Zeng Yi was only sixteen years old now, counting his age from his past life and the fact that he had a disciple, he really felt old.
"Hahaha, come, I will take you to my residence. It's a good place." Chen Xin laughed and said to Zeng Yi.
Ning Rongrong also followed, saying "Grandpa Sword, I'll go too. It's been a while since I last saw my little sister Yan Que."
Watching as Chen Xin led Zeng Yi and Ning Rongrong away, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel emotional. Nephew, Disciple, Grandpa, Sister — these relationships were indeed a bit mixed up.
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but shake his head. He understood why his daughter had followed them. She had left her long-absent father to seek solace in someone else's arms.
Looking at the departing figure of his good friend, Chen Xin, Gu Rong's eyes appeared somewhat desolate, mixed with a touch of envy.
He truly felt old now, starting to experience the taste of loneliness.
Soon after, Gu Rong couldn't help but laugh, feeling a sense of relief in his heart.