Douluo Continent: Gretchen at the start, empowered by the Star God.

Chapter 32 Leaving Shrek

"Senior Zhao, you flatter me." Lang Lei withdrew his fist and took a step back.

"Phew~ You kid, you're more than seven years old, aren't you?" Zhao Wuji's eyes revealed a hint of lingering fear.

"He is undoubtedly seven years old." Lang Lei rubbed his chest. At the last moment, he still took the initiative to activate his martial soul to protect the place where Zhao Wuji attacked. Although it weakened the attack power a lot, the impact still hurt him.

After all, his soul power level was indeed only level thirty-six...

However, he did gain a lot from this battle. Previously, he relied on the advantage of flying with big bricks to win, and his control over his body was extremely poor. He should be thanking his lucky stars that he could exert 70% of his strength.

This time, he has begun to digest his strength and has improved his self-control over his body.

"Kid, do you know what you're saying?" Zhao Wuji's eyes widened.

Although they were just sparring and not in a life-or-death duel, judging from the other party's performance, he would probably die even faster if it were a life-or-death duel. After all, the ultimate battle in Douluo Continent is still based on martial spirits, and the other party just used it for the last time. He hadn't even seen what it was yet, only seeing a thick yellow light flash by.

"Senior, there's no need to lie." Lang Lei patted the head of little Gretchen, who had run up to him, and then picked her up again.

"Good heavens, if that's really the case, once your story gets out, the entire Douluo Continent will be shocked, right?" Zhao Wuji felt like his worldview had been shattered.

The kind that can't be pieced back together...

He felt as if he had lived so long that he had become a god of wind baboons.

"Then, Senior Zhao, I'll be taking my leave now." Lang Lei bowed and said goodbye.

"Huh? You're not coming here to study?" Zhao Wuji said subconsciously, but then realized, "That's right, after all, we probably don't have much left to teach you..."

"Senior Zhao is too modest. I still have many shortcomings that need to be addressed. However, I think it's best for me to accumulate experience through practical combat," Lang Lei said modestly.

"Alright..." Zhao Wuji looked at the boy in front of him who appeared to be only seven years old... with a complicated expression. "Then I won't stop you, Old Zhao. You can call those little monsters over later too."

"Alright, then Senior Zhao... We'll meet again someday." Lang Lei bowed again to thank Senior Zhao, who had greatly improved his strength, and then turned and left.

In just a few steps, Lang Lei carried Gretchen to Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and the others.

"Senior Zhao wants you to come over for the test."

"Well, what about you? Did you pass? Will we become classmates in the future?" Even Ning Rongrong, a little devil, was impressed by the battle just now. Coupled with Lang Lei's good looks and mysterious temperament, Ning Rongrong admitted that she was a little tempted.

"If nothing unexpected happens..." Lang Lei paused, then changed the subject, "it's impossible."

"Huh? Has Shrek Academy lost its eyes?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but complain, and even Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"This wasn't Shrek Academy's decision, but my own," Lang Lei explained briefly on Zhao Wuji's behalf, lest Li Yusong actually try to fight Zhao Wuji to the death later. "Through this battle, I feel that continuous real combat is more suitable for me."

"That's true..." Ning Rongrong looked at Lang Lei. Almost all of the direct descendants of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were support-type Soul Masters, and their combat power was not high. Therefore, they needed to constantly absorb battle Soul Masters to make up for their own shortcomings.

As the most talented of Ning Fengzhi's descendants, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she was destined to be the future sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. However, this also limited the profession of her future partner to be a battle spirit master, not a support-type spirit master.

Therefore, rather than choosing someone she doesn't know at all, she would rather find someone she can connect with and has feelings for.

"Where are you going? Can I come with you?" Ning Rongrong asked decisively. She had run away from home to play, so it didn't matter where she went.

Upon hearing this, Lang Lei frowned. What was this young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School up to? He must be out of his mind to agree to let her come along!

He already had a grudge against the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and he only spared her life because of Sword Douluo Chen Xin's life-saving grace. But the other party still had the misfortune of coming up to him.

"No way!" Lang Lei refused decisively.

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was taken aback by the refusal and quickly revealed her identity, "I am the daughter of the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

In Ning Rongrong's opinion, there was no reason for the other party to refuse, after all, she knew that she was not bad-looking, with red lips and white teeth, extremely fair and tender skin, and a very delicate appearance.

Although the little girl in the other person's arms was indeed very cute, a beauty in the making, and would surely grow up to be a stunningly beautiful woman.

But the other person is still very young! And can't be eaten, unlike her, who is all ready-made!

What's more, she has already revealed her identity: the richest of the three major sects on the Douluo Continent! Her Sword Grandfather and Bone Grandfather are both Title Douluo!

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were indeed shocked. Their impression of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was that it was very powerful and wealthy, but they never expected that this beautiful girl who would soon become their classmate would have such a powerful background...

Although they are all quite influential figures.

To their surprise, Lang Lei's expression remained unchanged; he simply stared coldly at Ning Rongrong.

"so what?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Ning Rongrong was confused again.

"You're the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, my precious darling. What does that have to do with me?" Lang Lei shook his head. "I'm leaving now. I wish you all the best in your exams."

After saying that, Lang Lei walked past the group, picked up Gretchen and left quickly, leaving Ning Rongrong standing there stunned.

"Damn it! This guy! How dare he refuse me!" Ning Rongrong was so angry that she stopped pretending to be a lady and stomped her feet angrily.

"Shall we go?" Tang San asked the group tentatively.

Zhu Zhuqing walked silently towards the testing area.

"Hmph! I'll definitely get Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone to teach him a lesson later!" Ning Rongrong stomped her foot and walked towards the open space where Zhao Wuji was.

Tang San shook his head at everyone's reaction, then pulled Xiao Wu, who had been hiding behind him, toward Zhao Wuji.

"Alright, now it's your turn for the test. I hope you won't disappoint me..."

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"Brother Lang Lei, it seems like quite a few people are following us..." Greta suddenly said, leaning on Lang Lei's shoulder, after walking a short distance.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you for reminding me, little Greta." Langley nodded; this was within his expectations.

After that, things probably won't be very peaceful...

(End of this chapter)