Zhu Zhuqing said somewhat embarrassedly, "This should be related to my Martial Soul. In my family, women with the Hell Spirit Cat Martial Soul tend to develop rather well."
Zhu Zhuqing paused slightly, then looked at the somewhat disappointed Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu. She comforted them, "It's all right, Rong Rong, Xiao Wu. You're still young. I suppose I developed early. Give it a few more years, and you'll definitely have it too."
"Ah, I guess that's the only way."
Ning Rongrong's hopes were completely dashed.
At that moment, Xiao Wu said, "Rong Rong, how about eating papaya and drinking milk with me every day? It might help a little."
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up as she looked at Xiao Wu. "Really? Xiao Wu, are you saying you're like this now because of papaya and milk?"
Xiao Wu hesitated, but still nodded. "I think it does help a little. I've kept it up for six years, eating it pretty much every day."
As if she had made up her mind, Ning Rongrong nodded as well.
What girl could resist the temptation of a good figure, especially with two examples right beside her?
The next morning.
Yu Xiaogang looked at the students, all of whom had arrived, and felt quite satisfied.
"Very good. Everyone is here today."
Then Yu Xiaogang's expression turned stern. "Now, let's talk about it. Although yesterday's training ended halfway through, it was enough to show that your problems are serious!"
Dai Mubai and the others felt their hearts skip a beat. What was this Master trying to pull?
A cryptic smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of Flender's mouth.
Xiao Tian frowned. What trick was this old bastard trying to pull now? It felt strangely familiar. Could it be...?
"First, Xiao Tian disregarded the friendship between