Darts

On this day, Shrek's students gathered on the training ground. Zhao Zilong looked at the middle-aged man walking alongside Flender, a smile curling across his lips as he thought, So he still came. Yu Xiaogang, but your Soul Power should only be around ten-odd levels now, right?

"Teacher, you're here." Seeing Yu Xiaogang approach, Tang San immediately became excited.

"Mhm." Yu Xiaogang nodded lightly, then looked at Xiao Wu before turning to Tang San. "Xiao San, you've been slacking off a little in your cultivation lately. Xiao Wu is already a level 31 Soul Elder, while you're still at level 29. You need to work harder."

Tang San felt somewhat embarrassed. Ever since his Soul Power had dropped by one level in the Star Dou Great Forest, he had spent all these days shut in his room cultivating, finally raising it back to level 29. Yet he was still being told he had been slacking.

"Yes, Teacher. I'll work hard," Tang San said.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Ma Hongjun quietly asked Zhao Zilong and Dai Mubai, "Since that man is Third Brother's teacher, he must be very powerful, right?"

Dai Mubai nodded in agreement. "Mm, probably. After all, Xiao San is already so strong."

Zhao Zilong replied coolly, "Tang San has Innate Full Soul Power, okay? Doesn't Xiao Wu also have no teacher? Her Soul Power is still this high."

"Of course." Xiao Wu smiled confidently. "Besides, what Master taught Xiao San was mainly theoretical knowledge."

"Theoretical knowledge." Dai Mubai frowned slightly, then said, "No wonder Xiao San knows so much."

Flender walked over and looked at the Shrek students. "All right, Little Monsters, look over here."

Everyone quickly lined up. Flender introduced him, "This is Master. From now on, he will be responsible for guiding your cultivation. Master, say a few words."

Master Yu Xiaogang stepped forward. From beginning to end, his hands remained clasped behind his back, his face expressionless, making him appear quite imposing. Anyone seeing him for the first time would likely be intimidated by that aura.

"I have already reviewed all of your information. From now on, I will arrange your training. Training begins tomorrow. I will announce the content before class tomorrow. Before breakfast tomorrow, I expect to see everyone. If anyone is absent, bear the consequences yourselves."

Master's brief words immediately made everyone feel that he was unfathomable and profound. Zhao Zilong looked over and asked, "Um, Headmaster, are there any classes today? If not, I need to take Yiran and Rongrong to train with hidden weapons."

Hearing Zhao Zilong's words, Master's eye twitched slightly. Were his words really that unappealing?

"All right, Little Monsters, dismissed," Flender said helplessly.

Afterward, Zhao Zilong brought Meng Yiran and Ning Rongrong to a special training ground. This had originally been where Zhao Zilong and Meng Yiran trained at the beginning, but Ning Rongrong had said she wanted to learn as well. Naturally, Zhao Zilong could not refuse a beautiful girl's request.

Once they reached the training ground, Zhao Zilong took a burlap sack from his Soul Tool. It was filled entirely with four-pointed darts.

Holding a dart, Meng Yiran remarked that it was somewhat lighter than a throwing knife. "Zilong, you were able to hit a target behind a tree with a dart before. How long would I need to practice that move?"

"That move is too difficult. If you truly spend a great deal of time practicing the Spinning Hidden Weapon Technique, that would be putting the cart before the horse. You'd only be wasting time that should be spent cultivating Soul Power." Zhao Zilong picked up a dart and explained, "I specifically trained it because of my martial soul's characteristics, which allow me to coordinate well with hidden weapon techniques. You have no need to do that."

"Yiran, when you fight others in the future, you can do as I do. While using soul skills, throw out a few hidden weapons when they aren't expecting it. If they hit, it's a bonus. If they miss, there's no loss."

Meng Yiran felt that this made sense and nodded. "Mm, all right."

"By the way, Zilong, you made so many of these?" Ning Rongrong was also somewhat surprised by the sheer number of darts.

"Mm." Zhao Zilong then took out a packet of Flying Needles and handed it to Ning Rongrong. "This type of hidden weapon suits you better."

"What is this?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion as she accepted the packet of Flying Needles.

"These are called Flying Needles." Zhao Zilong explained, "Darts are highly lethal, while Flying Needles focus more on penetrating power. They require finger strength and wrist strength. If you can also infuse them with some Soul Power, their power will be even greater."

"Of course, the prerequisite is training. Only then can you throw them accurately. Otherwise, no matter how powerful they are, they'll be useless. If you can become more accurate, even a Support Soul Master should have some means of self-defense."

Ning Rongrong nodded. "All right, I'll give it a try."

Ning Rongrong looked at the target ahead and threw out the Flying Needle in her hand, but she had no idea where it had gone. Her accuracy was truly heartbreaking.

Meng Yiran, on the other hand, handled the darts quite smoothly. After all, darts were lighter than throwing knives, and she had previously trained in throwing knives.

Just then, Oscar also walked over with a cheerful grin. "Hehe, Rongrong, Zilong, Yiran, you're all here."

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar, displeasure flashing in her eyes. "Oscar, what are you doing here?"

"I also came to learn darts from Zilong." Oscar grinned. After all, he had always been pursuing Ning Rongrong. Now that he saw his goddess coming to learn darts from Zhao Zilong, how could Oscar possibly feel at ease?

A smile tugged at Zhao Zilong's lips. "Are you really only here to learn darts? I think you're here for something else."

Oscar immediately came clean. He walked over, put an arm around Zhao Zilong's shoulder, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Zilong, you already have Meng Yiran. Are you still going to compete with me for Rongrong? You can't be so greedy. You have to be devoted."

Zhao Zilong patted Oscar's shoulder. "Xiao Ao, it's not that I'm competing with you. You really have no chance."

Oscar immediately objected. "Xiao San already has Xiao Wu, and Boss Dai is obviously a pair with Zhuqing. Isn't that obvious? Meng Yiran treats you so well, how can you still let her down?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zilong silently mourned for Fatty for half a second. Oscar had not mentioned him at all from beginning to end. He said, "Xiao Ao, it's not that I want to discourage you, but even if Rongrong really likes you, there won't be any result between you in the end. You should know that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the number one support sect in the world. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacks nothing less than Support Soul Masters. For Soul Masters with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, their partners must be offensive Soul Masters. If you don't believe me, ask Ning Rongrong yourself."

Hearing this, Oscar immediately fell silent.

Although Ning Rongrong had not heard clearly what Oscar was saying, she could roughly guess. This guy followed her around all day like a little tail, which irritated her greatly. She asked, "What are you two talking about?"

"Oh, nothing." Zhao Zilong ignored Oscar and walked straight toward Ning Rongrong.