Special Training, Group Confrontation!

The System's experience bar gave a sudden jump; it was just a tiny bit away from reaching Lv2.

However, that wasn't the most important thing. What surprised Shen He the most was that he had actually obtained the Fighting Skill from the Nine Secrets.

The Fighting Skill represented the pinnacle of combat. It could evolve into endless combat techniques, granting the practitioner an overwhelming advantage in close-quarters combat.

Furthermore, it possessed a heaven-defying ability: the power to mimic an enemy's attacks, allowing the practitioner to quickly adapt and counterattack when facing an opponent.

For someone like Shen He, whose physique was that of a Sacred Body, the Fighting Skill was one of the best secret techniques available.

Once he cultivated the Fighting Skill, he would undoubtedly be able to unleash even greater combat power.

Although this was a simplified version of the Douluo Continent, for this low-level plane where someone could call themselves a peerless genius just by creating their own sword technique, this was absolutely a cross-dimensional suppression.

With the enhancement of the Fighting Skill, Shen He would inevitably gain stronger combat capabilities, thereby allowing him to make greater changes to the original plot and obtain more experience points and rewards.

"Alright, Teacher Flender, let's start today's lesson immediately."

"Today's training content is to have Dai Mubai and the others engage in group sparring!"

"What? Dean Shen He?"

Dai Mubai and the others had just gathered together when they heard Flender announce this shocking news.

"Good, you've changed how you address me quite quickly." Shen He nodded with a smile. "But your voices are a bit quiet and lack momentum. Say it again for me."

Dai Mubai and the others exchanged glances, then helplessly shouted, "Greetings, Dean Shen He!"

However, among them, Tang San was the type to move his mouth without making a sound. The look he cast toward Shen He was filled with resentment.

Yesterday, he had suffered all the losses and Shen He had taken all the glory, causing him to take a massive tumble.

This Shen He truly had a path to death!

"Alright, from now on, everyone's training plan will be formulated by me in coordination with the other teachers." Shen He waved his hand.

"Oscar, Ning Rongrong, you two go run ten laps around the village."

"Why? I'm a Support System Soul Master; why do I need to train my physical strength?" Ning Rongrong said with dissatisfaction.

"If you were on the battlefield, as a Support System Soul Master, you would need to run faster than both your enemies and your teammates. Do you understand what I mean?" Shen He chuckled.

"Besides, we'll be doing group sparring in a moment. It's not suitable for you two Support System Soul Masters to participate, so you might as well go train your bodies."

"Running is the most fundamental physical training, and it can fully reflect your overall physical quality."

"Moreover, according to my research, the age limit of the Spirit Rings a Soul Master can absorb is closely related to their own physical fitness. If you want to try absorbing Spirit Rings beyond your level, you should listen to me."

Oscar nodded and quickly ran off.

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and then chased after them.

Flender and Shen He exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and then followed silently behind.

"That's impossible!" Tang San suddenly said. "Teacher told me that the age limit for spirit rings absorbed at each cultivation stage is fixed. How could it possibly be increased through simple running?"

Shen He chuckled, but instead of answering Tang San's question, he walked to the end of the line.

At the very back of the line was a short-haired, small-eyed fatty. He wasn't very tall, and he had two small tufts of hair on his upper lip that seemed to have just sprouted after puberty; they looked exactly like a pair of rat whiskers.

"Who is this?" Shen He asked Dai Mubai.

He certainly knew Ma Hongjun's identity, but since the two had never met, he still had to pretend he didn't know him.

"Before this batch of new students arrived, there were only three students at the academy, including myself," Dai Mubai explained.

"His name is Ma Hongjun. He is the third one besides Oscar and me, and the last of the three of us to join the academy."

"His Martial Soul is very strange. Although the Martial Soul inherited by his family is a Grass Chicken, his own Martial Soul is the king of birds: the Phoenix."

"Due to the mutation of his Martial Soul, Ma Hongjun possesses powerful fire abilities, but it has also had a certain impact on his body."

Ma Hongjun hurriedly added, "That's right, Dean, the Evil Fire just flares up and I can't suppress it!"

"Yeah, he even did that to that girl named Cuihua..." Xiao Wu's pretty face turned rosy as she said this.

Seeing Xiao Wu's shy appearance, Tang San couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

However, Shen He had no reaction. As a man who had seen countless "green tea bitches" in the modern world, he was almost immune to such "tea arts."

Xiao Wu's combat power in tea arts was at most eight hundred, but Shen He's tea-detecting ability was at least over ten thousand.

Besides, as a hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit spirit, Xiao Wu probably had countless rabbit descendants in the Star Dou Great Forest; what was she doing acting all pure and innocent here?

It was truly disgusting—like opening the gate of disgust, it was disgusting to the core.

"Alright, today's training content is group battles. Dai Mubai, Tang San, you two will act as team captains and choose your own teammates."

"Dai Mubai can choose one person as his teammate, and Tang San can choose two. Alright, start choosing now."

"Tang San, you go first," Shen He said.

Tang San didn't hesitate in the slightest and said directly, "For the first one, I choose Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu beamed at Tang San and threw herself directly into his arms, the two of them acting like a pair of passionate, open-minded lovers, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Next, it was Dai Mubai's turn, but judging by his expression, he seemed somewhat hesitant.

His gaze was fixed in the direction of Zhu Zhuqing. He already knew Zhu Zhuqing's identity, so naturally, he wanted to try out their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

However, upon feeling Dai Mubai's gaze, Zhu Zhuqing turned her head straight away, refusing to look at him.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's reaction, Dai Mubai's expression stiffened instantly. He took a deep breath and said, "I choose Ma Hongjun."

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun was overjoyed. "Boss Dai, I knew you'd pick me. With us brothers working together, our strength is unstoppable. We're sure to win this match."

Dai Mubai nodded. To a certain extent, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Evil Fire restrained Tang San's Blue Silver Vine. With him blocking the Control System Spirit Master that was Tang San, he would be able to perform much better.

"Very well, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun versus Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to discuss your tactics, and then we begin," Shen He said.

There was no need to mention Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun; on Tang San's side, Zhu Zhuqing frowned and asked, "Are you confident you can deal with Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Evil Fire?"

However, at this moment, Tang San nodded with a look of confidence. "No problem. We will definitely win this match, and it will be a complete victory!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed, "Brother San, could it be that you are going to..."

"Hmph, I originally wanted to make a move during the freshman assessment, but I didn't expect to be held back by this lousy Martial Soul," Tang San snorted coldly. "So what if it's a Sacred Body Martial Soul? This time, I'll let him witness the power of the Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons."

[Tang San prepares to use Hidden Weapons during the two-versus-three battle.]

Looking at this line of narration, Shen He smiled slightly. With a thought, he changed "Hidden Weapons" to "Musical Instruments."