"Look at your teacher now, neither male nor female, still didn't break down. Only by staying alive can you get what you want!!"
Yu Xiaogang comforted Tang San, tears streaming down his face.
After all, Tang San already saw him as a godmother.
He had to use all his skills and silver tongue to persuade Tang San.
After all, Tang San was extremely talented—just happened to be suppressed by Zhang Fan.
But in a world like Douluo Dalu, not everyone always has it easy.
As long as you don't fear any hardship and keep moving forward, maybe the one who suppresses you might die unexpectedly while you're still alive—then you're number one.
All you need is to live long enough.
Yu Xiaogang kept comforting Tang San.
Tang San's breakdown was due to a recent accumulation of weird happenings—it had built up to a breaking point. Otherwise, he would've gone completely mad.
If he could make it through this time, his mental resilience would definitely grow stronger.
Soon, Tang San calmed down. His godmother's words made a lot of sense.
Maybe this was a test from the heavens.
Thinking this, his heart also settled.
"Thank you, teacher!"
Tang San left Yu Xiaogang's embrace.
Taking a deep breath, "I'm feeling much better."
"Good. Then you stay in the dorm and rest. Dai Mubai, we continue training!"
Yu Xiaogang wasn't about to pause training for this.
They headed to the training grounds.
"Every soul master has strengths and weaknesses. There's no perfect soul master, but there can be perfect teams. Dai Mubai, you'll go against Ma Hongjun and Oscar next."
Yu Xiaogang said seriously.
"Alright!"
Dai Mubai smirked evilly. This was a perfect way to vent some recent frustration.
"Boss Dai, that creepy smile of yours is kinda scary. You're not planning to go too hard on us, are you?"
Ma Hongjun felt a little uneasy seeing that smirk. The last time he saw it, Boss Dai had whooped him good.
"Of course not. I'll just give it my all in training—no personal vendettas."
Dai Mubai kept smirking.
"Oscar! Hurry up and give me two small sausages, two big sausages, and five mushroom sausages. Keep the rest for yourself to stay alive!"
Ma Hongjun said seriously:
"With these mushroom sausages, I'll dodge Boss Dai's attacks, then roast him from the sky!"
"Not bad!"
Oscar gave him a thumbs up.
"Let's begin then!"
Light flared beneath Dai Mubai's feet. His evil eyes lit up, pupils vertical like a beast's. Muscles bulged, his body swelling in size—
"Boom…"
He stomped down hard, flattening the grass beneath him, and shot toward Ma Hongjun like a cannonball.
"Damn… so fast!"
Ma Hongjun jumped in surprise, light flaring beneath his feet as his first soul ring lit up.
"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"
Soul power surged into his mouth—
"Whoosh whoosh…"
He spewed a line of flame toward Dai Mubai.
"Whoosh…"
But Dai Mubai's speed was insane. He dodged the heatwave in an instant—
"Whoosh…"—and appeared right in front of Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun immediately ate a mushroom sausage, "Whoosh…"
Barely dodging Dai Mubai's fierce strike, flying into the air.
"Damn it!"
Dai Mubai didn't expect that fat guy to fly so fast. He roared:
"Get down here!"
"No way I'm coming down!"
Ma Hongjun grinned wickedly:
"Boss Dai, now it's my turn to attack!"
"Second Soul Skill: Phoenix in Flames!"
Ma Hongjun smirked as his second soul ring lit up and enveloped him.
His flames turned purple, boosting his power by 30%.
"Phoenix Fire Line!"
He blasted a stream of purple flame at Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai could only scramble around in chaos.
After all, he couldn't reach Ma Hongjun, so he could only dodge.
If he got hit, it'd be a real problem.
Plus, Ma Hongjun kept eating recovery sausages—his energy wasn't running out anytime soon.
Very soon, Dai Mubai lost.
"Damn it!"
His clothes were scorched in several spots, and his expression was grim.
"Haha… Didn't think we'd ever beat Boss Dai. Oscar, we won!"
Ma Hongjun and Oscar hugged each other.
"Alright… Dai Mubai, you lost because you underestimated your opponents and let Oscar feed Ma Hongjun sausages!"
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back and said:
"Next, the three of you run to Soto City with stones on your backs, then back. Ten laps."
"Ugh…"
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar froze for a few seconds, but still went to run. They were all a bit jealous of Zhang Fan's group—they were living the good life.
Twilight descended.
Zhang Fan and three beautiful girls went to the cafeteria to eat.
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang brought Tang San, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Dai Mubai—all drenched in sweat—into the cafeteria.
They collapsed at the table and began devouring food like beasts.
"Wow, they're really pitiful!"
Ning Rongrong watched the scene with schadenfreude:
"Good thing we picked the right guy! Ever since we started cultivating this secret art, not only has our soul power grown faster, our physical strength also improved! It's amazing."
"Yeah, I can feel it too. This technique is so mysterious!"
Xiao Wu nibbled on a carrot chip and raised her little hand, flexing her biceps—her arm showed soft white muscles:
"Just two hours of this is like several days of running laps under Teacher Zhao."
"Mhm!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded:
"Way more efficient than their dumb training! Brother Fan is incredible! I've already reached level 28."
"Congrats!"
Zhang Fan looked at Zhu Zhuqing happily, eyeing her full chest and swallowing.
"I reached level 27."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue with a smile and said.
"Congrats!"
Xiao Wu was happy for them too. She felt that at this rate, she'd hit level 32 in less than half a month.
Night deepened.
Zhang Fan lay in bed, asleep.
Xiao Wu quietly climbed through the window into his dorm.
"Plop…"
She ran straight into his arms.
"Hmm?" Zhang Fan felt the warmth—
—and softness.
He opened his sleepy eyes and saw Xiao Wu right in front of him, blinking with her bright eyes, her pouty, sensual lips moving in for a kiss.
Zhang Fan blinked in surprise—he didn't expect her to be this bold.
She picked up a carrot and started eating, her little bunny mouth somehow fitting the whole thing.
Zhang Fan blinked a few more times.
Then, he had her put her hands on the headboard, kneel, and raise her butt.
Then he entered through the back window.
And began… sparring with her.
…
Eight hours later.
The morning light was gentle.
Zhang Fan, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong came to eat.
Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar sat at another table.
Flender and Zhao Wuji also arrived.
"How's your training going lately?"
Flender looked at Zhang Fan, then smiled at Yu Xiaogang and asked.
"Not bad. If it weren't for our bet, where the team with the higher level increase in three months gets to command the other team for a full day of work..."
Zhang Fan suddenly looked up at Yu Xiaogang, then at Flender and said.
(End of Chapter)