章 87: Tang San: They are not worthy to be my classmates!
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Since it is already decided to go back, there's no need to waste any more time.
Fang Yuan and his group headed towards the City of Slaughter.
On the other side, Shrek Academy had also begun formal teaching.
Perhaps because Yu Xiaogang had arrived early, the so-called 'Hell's Training' directly fell upon the heads of the current Shrek Four.
Under the restriction of soul power usage, they carried out intense physical training.
Although this method was stupid, it can indeed improve the physical qualities of the soul masters in a short time.
As for whether there were any aftereffects or whether it might cause any harm to the soul masters' bodies, only ghosts know.
After all, the current Shrek Four Monsters were mostly commoners without much experience in cultivation. They had no personal opinions or insights on such matters and could only follow Yu Xiaogang's instructions on how to train.
Tang San naturally wouldn't object. In his view, everything his teacher did was for his own good and definitely wouldn't harm him. Although Xiao Wu complained about the training intensity being too high and too difficult, she still followed Tang San, gritted her teeth, and persisted.
On the contrary, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the two older members of the group, were a bit distressed.
"I'm truly speechless. Does this so-called master even understand soul master cultivation? What's the point of blind running like this? It's better to focus on refining soul power and leveling up!"
Ma Hongjun swung his bucket-like waist as he jogged along the path. Even though the stones in the bamboo basket tied behind him weren't many, they clearly had some weight.
Beside him, Oscar wiped his tired face. His somewhat handsome face was filled with a sad expression. "Fatty, can you stop complaining? At least you're a battle spirit master. Why should I, an auxiliary-type soul master, run with you?"
"You little sausage uncle, you still have the nerve to say that. With our soul power sealed, where's the difference between battle spirit masters and support-type soul masters? The stones in my bamboo basket are at least twice as heavy as yours and add to that this body of mine. Fuck, I'm exhausted."
"I can't go on anymore, I'm too tired. Can't run anymore."
Ma Hongjun plopped down on the ground, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Hey, Xiao Ao, pass me a recovery sausage, I can't hold on anymore."
"Don't be stupid, you still want to cheat?"
Oscar glared at Ma Hongjun irritably. He was a smart person and wouldn't do anything stupid. "Fatty, let me ask you one thing. Can you be sure that the master didn't let other teachers supervise us? If by any chance cheating is discovered, we're done for!"
"Moreover, the master must have a reason for putting us through this special training. All we need to do is follow the plan."
"What kind of reason? We didn't have this kind of tough life in the past few years. Why is this year so different?"
"Ah, ah... I'm truly speechless. I have no idea what master (Flender) is thinking, letting a Level 29 trash come to teach us. What can he teach us? He's not even a Soul Ancestor himself, what can he teach us!"
"By the way, Xiao Ao, have you seen master these past few days? I haven't seen him for several days."
"He's probably busy with his little shop. You should worry about yourself. Hurry up and run, or you might end up starving! Tang San is probably close by now."
No sooner had Oscar mentioned Tang San than they saw Tang San, carrying a bamboo basket, appear in front of them.
"Tang San, you..."
Ma Hongjun sat collapsed on the ground, glancing at Tang San, panting heavily. Oscar was about to greet him, but he noticed that Tang San only cast a cold glance at them and went past without saying a word.
Oscar, who hadn't even finished greeting, stood awkwardly in place.
"Hahaha, Little Sausage Uncle, feeling embarrassed? That kid didn't even bother acknowledging you!"
"Well..."
Oscar scratched his head in helplessness, feeling awkward.
Meanwhile, Tang San, who had already gone a distance away, reached Xiao Wu's side.
"Third Brother, why did you come back?"
Xiao Wu continued to move forward, panting heavily. Carrying a ten-kilo stone without using soul power was proving to be quite difficult for her.
"Of course, I came to help you," Tang San smiled at Xiao Wu.
"Here, Xiao Wu, give me a portion of the stones in your bamboo basket."
"Ah?!"
Xiao Wu immediately shook her head repeatedly. "That's not allowed, wouldn't it be cheating."
"Of course, it's not cheating."
Tang San shook his head. "Xiao Wu, do you remember what our teacher said before we started running?"
"Before we started, the teacher said that we're a team. He hopes we can complete this special training perfectly. So, what level of achievement would be considered perfect? Just reaching the finish line while carrying stones? I don't think so."
"In my opinion, this special training is a test from the teacher. He wants to test our unity as a group. We're a team. In terms of physical strength, I might be able to reach the finish line, but what about you?"
Although she was reluctant to admit it, Xiao Wu still shook her head.
Tang San was right. With soul power restricted, carrying a ten-kilogram stone, she couldn't possibly make it to the finish line.
"The teacher wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for us. The reason he's doing this is to encourage us to help each other."
"Come on, give me the stones. Let's go to the finish line together!"
This time, Xiao Wu didn't refuse.
Tang San's load increased from fifteen kilograms to twenty kilograms, while Xiao Wu's load decreased to five kilograms.
Their speeds were similar, and with mutual assistance, they moved towards the finish line.
Before long, they encountered Ma Hongjun and Oscar resting on the ground along the road.
Xiao Wu wanted to say something, but Tang San let out a cold snort and directly led Xiao Wu past the two of them.
He didn't have much interest in paying more attention to those who insulted his teacher like that.
In his view, it was a blessing for his teacher to be willing to instruct these two, but they were ungrateful and even spoke insults.
If it weren't for the fact that these two were his classmates, Tang San would have already labeled Ma Hongjun and Oscar as having a way to kill with just a few words!
No, they don't deserve to be my classmates at all.
Just like with Dai Mubai before, these two should be expelled!
...
Meanwhile, in Heaven Dou City.
"What did you say? Huang Liang is dead?!"
Inside the Seven Treasure Glass Sect, a middle-aged man with handsome looks and a refined demeanor frowned deeply, his expression serious as he looked at the attendant before him.
"What about Rongrong?"
Beside the middle-aged man, an old man with white hair suddenly stood up, his gaze fixed on the attendant. "How is Rongrong?"
Although this old man didn't release any aura, just the sharpness in his eyes made the attendant feel a sense of dread, as if being pierced by a blade.
"Sect Master, My Lord, she…"
"Father, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, I'm back!"
Before the attendant could speak, a familiar voice sounded from outside the room.
Ning Rongrong rushed into her father's embrace like a swallow returning to its nest.
Seeing Ning Rongrong return, the old men on both sides also breathed a sigh of relief. But when Ning Rongrong lifted her head again, her lovely face was already covered in tears.
"Woo... woo ... Father, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Soto City is not fun at all. Uncle Huang Liang was killed... sob... sob..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Dad is here, everything will be fine."
Ning Fengzhi gently stroked Ning Rongrong's back, comforting her, while using his soul power to gradually soothe and relax her spirit.
Before long, Ning Rongrong fell asleep in Ning Fengzhi's arms.
Ning Fengzhi held Ning Rongrong and covered her with a layer of soul power, isolating her from outside sounds.
In the next moment, the gentle father disappeared, replaced by the solemn and dignified Seven Treasure Glazed Sect Master.
"What exactly happened?!"
The attendant was somewhat scared, trembling as he said, "Huang Liang and I were secretly protecting the Young Mistress, but we were attacked by an unknown soul master outside Soto City. I was stunned by that soul master's power and fainted, and when I woke up, Lord Huang Liang was already..."
Being fainted meant he didn't know anything.
Ning Fengzhi's brow furrowed slightly, a hidden soul master appeared stealthily, directly using soul power to stun the attendant, and took him down.
A moment later, that soul master appeared again in the hall.
His complexion was somewhat pale, and he seemed to be in a bad condition, but he still nodded to Ning Fengzhi.
"Sect Master, what he said is true. He was indeed knocked out by an incredibly strong soul power. Moreover, the strength of that person's soul power is even not inferior to that of both Title Douluo Your Majesties!"
This wasn't surprising. The ability to kill a Soul Douluo meant that the person's strength was likely at the Soul Douluo level or even a Title Douluo.
But for their soul power to be comparable to that of the Title Douluo Sword and Bone, that was interesting.
Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, and the hidden soul master discreetly disappeared from the hall.
"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, what do you think?"
"While Soto City is known as Barak Granary, it's ultimately just a small city of a kingdom. The fact that a Title Douluo is in this kind of place, does have some meaning."
Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice, "Is it the Martial Soul Hall, or another power?"
"Hmph!"
Sword Douluo snorted coldly, an air of killing intent emanating from him. "Regardless of who he is, attacking the Soul Douluo of Seven Treasure Glazed Sect and declaring war on the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect is the same. That person dares to do this, so they must pay the price!"
"That's right!"
Bone Douluo, standing beside him, nodded in agreement.
"This incident can't just be left as it is. Leaving other matters aside, Huang Liang devoted many years to our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, and now he died tragically in someone else's hands. For the sake of our sect's reputation and in his memory, we must seek justice for Huang Liang."
"A Title Douluo hidden in Soto City..."
Sword Douluo murmured twice; his eyes filled with murderous intention.
"This time, I will go there in person!"
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