Beat Ma Hongjun, Classic Running

Xiao Ze lashed out with a fierce kick, sending Ma Hongjun flying like an ant.

"Shut your filthy mouth."

Ning Rongrong clasped her hands together, a blush spreading across her face.

Did he attack because of me?

She could not marry a Support System Soul Master, but Xiao Ze was not one.

No, no, why am I even thinking about that? We only just met.

"You're courting death—Phoenix Possession!"

Ma Hongjun struggled to his feet, his fat face trembling with rage.

Ma Hongjun's short hair grew longer, turning into an unbelievably ugly mohawk.

Feathers sprouted from his arms, and his hands transformed into claws.

Two yellow Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

"This is a phoenix? Are you sure it isn't a farm chicken?" Xiao Wu burst out laughing.

Ning Rongrong could not help but laugh as well. This Martial Soul really was strange.

"Courting death!" Ma Hongjun spat out a stream of fire toward Xiao Ze and the others.

Xiao Ze frowned. The next moment, Xi Mang appeared before him, and a multifaceted prism materialized, reflecting the flames back.

"Holy crap! A Purple Soul Ring!" Ma Hongjun was stunned by Xiao Ze's Soul Ring and did not even realize his own attack had been reflected.

The next second, the fire line struck Ma Hongjun directly.

"Ah!!!"

Ma Hongjun let out a miserable scream. He had never expected to be the one taking his own attack.

"Damn it! Second Soul Skill—Phoenix Bath of Fire!"

Raging flames ignited around Ma Hongjun, neutralizing the reflected fire and increasing the power of his own flames.

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

The attack was reflected again, but Ma Hongjun had gotten smarter this time and dodged it directly.

"Damn it!" Ma Hongjun had not expected this person to possess not only a heaven-defying Thousand Year Soul Ring as his second ring, but also the ability to keep reflecting his attacks.

Ma Hongjun's strength was far inferior to Xi Mang's. With his power, it was impossible for him to shatter the multifaceted prism, meaning his attacks would continue to be reflected.

Unless he could launch a sneak attack.

Ma Hongjun stomped on the ground and turned into a streak of red light as he charged toward Xiao Ze.

Tang San pulled Xiao Wu aside to keep her from getting caught up in it.

Ning Rongrong stood at a distance as well.

The next moment, a Golden Whirlwind shot toward Ma Hongjun.

"Cheap trick!" Ma Hongjun's footwork was decent, and he dodged the attack.

The corners of Xiao Ze's lips curled up slightly.

The Golden Whirlwind of Windfall Wheat awn had never been the main point.

Ma Hongjun was blocked by Xi Mang, and the two began fighting.

Xi Mang timed it precisely and swung at Ma Hongjun's face. Afraid of being struck there, Ma Hongjun retreated several steps.

At that moment, explosions rang out one after another, deafeningly loud, accompanied by Ma Hongjun's screams.

Even his bulky body was blasted into the air.

"Fatty actually flew."

Bang—

After the explosions subsided, Ma Hongjun crashed heavily to the ground. Much of his clothing had been torn apart, and he could not get back up for the time being.

Xi Mang had shown him mercy.

"What are you doing?" Dai Mubai rushed over after hearing the commotion.

When he saw Ma Hongjun on the ground, he was even more confused. "Uh..."

"So, this is what happened..." Tang San explained everything.

"I see. There's something wrong with Fatty's Martial Soul, which is why he acts like this."

Dai Mubai began to explain.

Xiao Ze did not listen at all. What bullshit evil fire? Wasn't it just because he did not cultivate properly?

If he exhausted himself to the point of collapse, Xiao Ze refused to believe he would still have any evil fire.

Once someone was tired enough, forget evil fire—they would not even have the strength to speak.

"As expected of Monster Academy. It even has Martial Souls this strange."

"What are you going to do? Your girlfriend broke up with you," Tang San asked.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his head and shot Xiao Ze a wary glance. "We'll talk about it later."

Soon, everyone gathered on the training ground.

When Xiao Ze saw Oscar without his beard, he looked like a completely different person—much easier on the eyes.

"Brother, have a sausage. It's free." The moment Oscar saw Xiao Ze, he summoned a sausage.

"Thanks." Xiao Ze started eating. It tasted as good as ever.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing stood very close to Xiao Ze. Seeing Zhu Zhuqing hesitate as if she wanted to speak, Xiao Ze glanced at Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong stuck out her little pink tongue, and Xiao Ze immediately understood that this girl had given the items to Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing standing so far away from him and so close to Xiao Ze, Dai Mubai's expression darkened.

Soon, a middle-aged man walked over.

He looked extremely shrewd and wore black-rimmed crystal glasses.

It was none other than Shrek Academy's money-grubbing dean, Flender.

Flender stopped before them. "Not bad. We recruited five little monsters today. Each of you, pay one hundred Gold Soul Coins to Elder Li."

"Rest for today and get yourselves adjusted. Oscar, Ning Rongrong, come with me."

"I'm heading over first."

"Mm." Xiao Ze did not leave right away. He still wanted to see how Ning Rongrong would run away.

All he could say was that Shrek Academy's training was completely meaningless.

What the hell was the point of running?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the Upper Three Sects and a Support System sect. Could it be that they did not know how to train better than these people?

What a joke.

"You are both Support System Soul Masters. Your most important abilities are preserving yourselves and protecting your teammates. Therefore, you need strong physical fitness."

"Your lesson today is to run twenty laps around the village at top speed."

After saying that, Flender called Tang San away.

"Do you think this kind of training is useful?" Xiao Ze suddenly asked.

Zhu Zhuqing froze beside him. "What the dean said makes sense."

"The logic is sound, but while running can indeed improve physical fitness, how much can it really improve it?

Do you think the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wouldn't know that?"

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing.

"The results of this kind of training aren't even as good as eating some of my crops. Those work much faster."

"Can... can I buy some?"

"Let's talk about it after a while. In any case, those are enough for the two of you to eat for some time."

"You aren't surprised?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"What's there to be surprised about? You were looking at me just now. I could guess it. It couldn't be because I'm handsome, could it?"

Zhu Zhuqing's earlobes reddened, and she said nothing more.

In the distance, Dai Mubai watched the two chatting so intimately and nearly exploded with rage.

However, after seeing Xiao Ze's combat strength yesterday, he was not sure whether he could beat him.

After all, the Summoning System was simply too overpowered in the early stages.

Soul Masters of the same realm could not defeat Soul Beasts.

Ning Rongrong had only run one or two laps before something felt wrong. Twenty laps was far too many.

Was this really how one trained the body?

What about medicinal baths?

Ning Rongrong had done plenty of physical training in her sect, but after every session, there would be expensive medicinal baths to nourish her body, preventing fatigue and injury.

Thinking that this academy was so poor that it definitely would not have medicinal baths, she wondered what she would do if she got hurt.

With that in mind, Ning Rongrong ran another two or three laps, left Oscar behind, and returned to Xiao Ze's side.

"You're back?"

"You knew I would come back?"