Chapter 276
The Supreme Summoning Order of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School!
This signifies that the core members of the sect have encountered an insurmountable threat or humiliation, and calls upon all powerful members of nearby sects to rush to their aid!
It should never be used lightly unless it is a matter of life and death or the dignity of the sect is seriously trampled upon!
The light from the signal illuminated the faces of everyone below.
Lin Xia had a playful smile on her lips and deep eyes.
Zhu Zhuqing's cat-like pupils narrowed slightly, her body tensed instinctively, and she watched Flander warily.
Dai Mubai stared in disbelief, his face filled with horror.
Oscar, who was struggling to move forward in the distance, was also startled by the sudden bright light and oppressive force, and stopped in his tracks, turning around in a daze.
And Flanders…
The moment the signal flare shot into the sky, all the color drained from his face, turning it deathly ashen!
His body swayed violently, as if all his bones had been removed, and he staggered back two steps, almost collapsing to the ground!
He stared intently at the enormous and majestic Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in the sky, his eyes filled with boundless fear and despair!
He knew he was finished!
It's completely over!
Poke the sky!
Ning Rongrong slowly lowered her hand from the signal tube, her icy gaze like a solid icicle, fixed firmly on Flander's pale face.
The colorful light from the exploding flare slowly dissipated behind her, making her appear like a goddess of judgment, radiating an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty and icy fury.
She spoke each word clearly, her voice piercing through the lingering echoes of the night sky.
“Verbal instructions? Ha… Flander, then you should explain it properly, in person, to my father, and to my sword grandfather and bone grandfather!”
The colorful glazed pagoda in the night sky gradually faded, but the oppressive feeling symbolizing the supreme authority of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School pressed heavily on the hearts of everyone at Shrek Academy. Flander felt dizzy and his ears were ringing. Ning Rongrong's cold words echoed in his mind like a death knell.
The playground was deathly silent.
The wind stopped, the chirping of insects ceased, and even Oscar's heavy breathing in the distance seemed to have disappeared.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment, leaving only Flander's heavy, disordered breathing, like a broken bellows.
Dai Mubai huddled in the shadows, not daring to even breathe. He had never seen Ning Rongrong so assertive, nor had he ever imagined things would escalate to such an uncontrollable point.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's highest summons signal... What does this mean?
This means that a terrifying being at the Title Douluo level could descend upon this small Shrek Academy at any moment!
His gaze toward Flanders was complex, containing fear, sympathy, but more so a sense of absurdity that "you've completely messed things up."
Zhu Zhuqing moved half a step silently, getting closer to Lin Xia, her body poised to strike.
Those cool, cat-like eyes scanned the surroundings warily, especially in Flander's direction.
Flanders might resort to desperate measures!
Lin Xia raised her head slightly, admiring the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's light and shadow slowly dissipating in the night sky, yet still retaining an lingering aura of oppression. The playful smile on her lips deepened.
The silver coin between his fingers had begun to spin nimbly again, emitting a soft, clear sound.
He seemed like a director who was detached yet in control, eagerly awaiting the next climax.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...Supreme Summoning Order..."
Flanders muttered to himself in a daze, his voice hoarse and dry, like sandpaper being rubbed.
His legs went weak and he could no longer support his weight. With a thud, he collapsed onto the cold ground.
After Rand realized he had messed up, his brain started working frantically.
After all, Flander had no confidence whatsoever in facing a behemoth like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and he didn't want to die either!
He was taking a huge risk by doing this; he wanted to brainwash Ning Rongrong so he could rely on her for future benefits. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School found out, he would definitely be in deep trouble.
The only way to break this deadlock is to beg Ning Rongrong to have mercy and not tell the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School about this.
"No...no...Rongrong...Miss Ning..."
Flander's voice trembled violently, almost choked with sobs, as he crawled forward a step, dust covering the hem of his expensive robe.
"I was wrong! It was my fault! I was bewitched! I was blind! I was blinded by greed!"
He was incoherent, tears streaming down his face, and he had lost all semblance of the dean's authority, looking nothing like a pathetic wretch terrified out of his wits.
He used all his strength, wanting to grasp at this one straw that was the only thing in front of him.
"Please! Young lady! Please have mercy!"
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with naked fear of death.
"Just now... just now I was talking nonsense! I was out of my mind and spouted nonsense! It absolutely did not have your father's permission!"
"It was my own fault... I was out of my mind, thinking... thinking of using such despicable means to subdue you, so that... so that you would be grateful to Shrek Academy in the future... even... even fantasizing about using this to curry favor with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."
He finally revealed his most shameful true purpose, trembling as he did so, stripping away all his sordid thoughts in order to survive.
"I deserve to die! I deserve to die! Please, have mercy! Please, please don't let the sect leaders know! Please, please don't tell anyone!"
He was almost lying prone on the ground, his forehead pressed deeply into the cold earth, making a dull thud.
"As long as you don't say anything... as long as the sect leaders don't come... Shrek Academy... you can take it! I beg you! I beg you! The academy can't be ruined in my hands!"
Flander's voice was hoarse with despair, like the howl of a dying beast.
The massive Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was like a giant mountain hanging overhead, and the prestige of the Title Douluo almost froze his blood. He had no doubt that if Chen Xin or Gu Rong were to descend, crushing him would be easier than crushing an ant.
Ning Rongrong straightened her back and looked down at Flander, who was begging for mercy like a lump of mud at her feet.
The night breeze ruffled her slightly disheveled hair, and her delicate face, bathed in moonlight and the afterglow of the signal, shed its girlish innocence, revealing the sharp edge befitting the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
She subconsciously looked at Lin Xia again, seeking some kind of support or guidance.
Lin Xia remained standing on the edge of the shadows, hands in her pockets, her posture as relaxed as if she were watching a street performance.
The moonlight outlined the faint curve of his lips.
When Ning Rongrong looked at him, he nodded very slightly, so slightly that it was almost imperceptible. There was no encouragement or dissuasion in his eyes, only a deep and unfathomable calm and indifference.
The meaning couldn't be clearer.
You decide what to do.
A complex and surging emotion welled up in Ning Rongrong's chest.
That was the warmth ignited by Lin Xia's silent protection.
But at this moment, what overwhelmed everything was the overwhelming rage against Flander's despicable acts, and the icy will that burned after his dignity as the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was completely trampled on!
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, and the crisp air seemed to carry a power that calmed her violently beating heart.
When she looked at Flander again, the last trace of hesitation in her eyes vanished, leaving only a coldness and resolve as deep as an abyss. (End of Chapter)