As training began over there, the small courtyard welcomed another guest.
Xiao Tianyang still had not moved from his spot, continuing to lie back and rest.
After all, he was an injured man and could not move about carelessly.
At least, that was what he thought. Naturally, no one else was in a position to say anything.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm ready to depart for Divine Might."
Ma Xiaotao said resolutely, "First, I'll ask Eighth Master to teach me how to control flames."
"Then, I'll ask Senior Martial King about methods of merging the flames within my body with myself."
Xiao Tianyang took the grape Yan Lingji had peeled for him into his mouth and asked indistinctly, "And then?"
Unfazed, Ma Xiaotao continued, "Once I've done all that, I don't plan to return immediately."
"The Frontline is a good place. Not only are there battles there, but I can also obtain a great deal of cultivation resources."
"I intend to make a push for Titled Douluo there, then return to the academy and properly consolidate my foundation."
"A very good idea."
Xiao Tianyang swallowed the grape and said, "With your temperament and strength, the Frontline should be more suitable for your growth."
"However, you were previously constrained by the demonic fire, making it difficult for you to truly leave the atmosphere of Shrek Academy."
"Now is indeed a good opportunity."
After a pause, he pushed his sunglasses up onto his forehead and asked, "But did you come here just to tell me that?"
"Of course not."
Ma Xiaotao's face reddened as she said, "Actually, I want to borrow a weapon from you, sir."
"That's easy."
Xiao Tianyang leaned back slightly, returning to his original sitting posture as he asked, "What weapon are you proficient with?"
"A hammer!"
Ma Xiaotao said seriously,