Ryotaro had never been in very good health. Even as a Soul Elder, his physical condition was only about the same as that of an ordinary Soul Grandmaster.
But although Ryotaro was not physically strong, his heart was strong.
So even though sweat drenched his body and his consciousness had grown hazy, Ryotaro never chose to let the Tram Four Idiots help him.
Instead, gritting his teeth, he had already completed more than ninety laps, ranking only behind Tang San and Xiao Wu.
While Ryotaro persevered on the field, the Tram Four Idiots unusually did not help him directly. Instead, they cheered from outside the field.
"Ryotaro, go!"
"Ryotaro, go!"
Kintaros, Momotaros, and the others held up signs cheering for Ryotaro outside the Sports Field, acting as his cheer squad.
"Urataros, you should dress up as a cheerleader and go dance for Ryotaro to hype him up."
Ryutaros said to Urataros with a grin.
"Screw you!"
How could Urataros tolerate that? He immediately grabbed a sand brick and charged forward.
Under the pretext of breaking up the fight, Kintaros and Momotaros joined the battle as well.
Watching those living treasures, Ryotaro smiled from the bottom of his heart.
They had originally wanted to support and cheer for Ryotaro, but it ended with them beating each other up.
In the end, after the four idiots had all turned into Beach Guardians, they finally settled down.
So the question was, everyone else on the field had appeared. What about Shouzaki?
The answer was that Shouzaki had been waiting at the finish line.
"Yo, Dai Mubai, not bad this time."
Though Shouzaki was a support-type Soul Master, he was the first to finish one hundred laps at the pace of an ordinary Soul Master's hundred laps.
"Ah, hah... Shouzaki, are you really... hah... a support... hah... Soul Master?"
Having finished his hundred laps, Dai Mubai felt as if he could barely catch his breath. Shouzaki had started later than him, yet had finished even faster and was waiting there so leisurely.
"Enough, wipe yourself off. Don't talk right after running. Don't squat or sit down either. If you're tired, brace your hands on your knees. This is salt water—drink it in ten minutes."
Shouzaki cut Dai Mubai off, tossing him a towel and a bottle of water as he instructed him.
After all, who was Shouzaki? He was the true physique champion of Kamen Rider Revi.
After welcoming Dai Mubai, Shouzaki sat cross-legged at the finish line and watched everyone on the Sports Field.
Soon, Qian Qiao and Zhu Zhuqing, who had been close behind, also completed their hundred laps. Compared to Dai Mubai's panting, if not for the sweat still wet on Qian Qiao's body and his slightly heavier-than-usual breathing, no one would have been able to tell that he had run a hundred laps.
Compared with Qian Qiao, Zhu Zhuqing, covered in fragrant sweat, seemed to be shaking herself loose as she flicked her long, beautiful waterfall-like hair.
Along with her hair, Zhu Zhuqing's sweat also flew through the air. Under the sunlight, every droplet reflected the light like a mirror, forming tiny stars.
Set off by those tiny stars, the already flawless Zhu Zhuqing looked even more like a goddess descending upon the world.
Combined with her slightly form-fitting clothes, her ample curves seemed ready to burst forth. The fragrant sweat clinging to Zhu Zhuqing made her devilish figure even more alluring.
In that instant, Zhu Zhuqing drew everyone's gaze. Even Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, who were still running, were captivated by her.
Of course, Shouzaki was not among those captivated.
"Here. Salt water and towels."
Shouzaki took out water bottles and towels from behind him and tossed them directly to Qian Qiao and Zhu Zhuqing.
After catching them, Zhu Zhuqing immediately began wiping the sweat from her body. As she did so, she seemed to notice something.
"What are you all looking at?"
Seeing everyone staring at her without blinking, two rosy clouds could not help but rise on Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks.
Zhu Zhuqing realized that everyone was looking at her, and she became so embarrassed that she did not know what to say.
So, subconsciously, Zhu Zhuqing wanted to look for Qian Qiao. When she saw him beside her at first glance, she let out a long sigh of relief inside, and her embarrassment lessened somewhat.
But when Zhu Zhuqing looked at Qian Qiao a second time and saw him standing there like a wooden dummy, blankly staring at her, she slapped him irritably.
Their interaction, like a young couple showing off their affection, left everyone present stunned.
Of course, it also made Dai Mubai's fists clench hard.
Looking at Qian Qiao, Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself.
So he was no different from everyone else.
Zhu Zhuqing then tugged at Qian Qiao's sleeve with her small hand and silently followed behind him.
Xiao Wu and Tang San, both still dazed, also reached the finish line and completed their hundred laps.
Ma Hongjun shouted about striving hard, but in reality, Franky practically drove him to the finish line.
Only Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Ryotaro remained.
However, encouraged by everyone's cheers, Ryotaro finally completed the entire run, finishing the test without relying on any Imagins or Soul Power.
As for Oscar, he looked back at Ning Rongrong every other step, leaving everyone present dumbfounded.
Thus, without anyone calling a stop, Ning Rongrong finally completed her assigned laps after Oscar had run ninety laps.
Watching Oscar look as though he wanted to serve Ning Rongrong tea and water, everyone fell silent.
And so, everyone's first class at Shrek came to an end.
After receiving orders to rest and eat lunch, this entire group of hungry people threw themselves into their food, afraid that eating even a little less would leave them starving.
Watching this bunch of food enthusiasts, Flender and his wallet shed tears of emotion.
There was no helping it. He had recruited these students himself, so even if he cried, he still had to make sure they ate their fill.
After finishing dinner and getting plenty of rest, the people of Shrek welcomed the afternoon.
"There are only two classes this afternoon. If you complete them, I'll take you out tonight to broaden your horizons. If you don't, this morning's laps will be doubled!"
Flender held up two fingers, indicating that completing the two afternoon tasks would earn them something good that night.
Everyone looked at Flender expectantly.
"First, as Soul Masters, you will face many harsh situations in the future, as well as things from your teammates. So no matter how much you hate them, you must learn to accept them."
"So, the first test isn't difficult. You just have to eat the sausages Oscar makes. Eat as many as Oscar can produce with his Soul Power. Even if you vomit, you still have to eat!"
"Oscar, come out."
Flender called for Oscar, and only then did Oscar come out shyly.
Seeing Oscar's expression, Flender could not help sighing. Fortunately, there was still someone here who could hold the fort.
"Make the sausages, Oscar!"
Flender patted Oscar on the shoulder, looking at him with complete confidence.
Seeing the support in the headmaster's eyes, Oscar steeled himself and decided to use his Martial Soul.
"I, your father, have a Large Sausage!"
Oscar chanted, his index finger spinning constantly as a sausage appeared out of thin air.
"Hahahaha!"
The entire crowd burst into laughter, except for Zhu Zhuqing, Qian Qiao, Ryotaro, and...
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