Soto Great Soul Arena

"Today's lesson is very simple." Flender pushed up his glasses. "Oscar, as the main character of today's lesson, come here."

Flender smiled with his hands behind his back, and Oscar walked forward in confusion.

Nan Li realized Flender's intention and immediately lost interest—wasn't it just eating a sausage? Why think up so much unnecessary nonsense?

What Jiang E Li thought in the Sea of Consciousness was—I really want one of those starch sausages they sell as late-night snacks in the cafeteria. Whenever there was an evening class, I'd always go stuff myself with a late-night meal afterward...

"Today's lesson is this: aside from Oscar, the three of you must each eat at least one of both types of sausages Oscar makes."

"What?!" Upon hearing Flender's words, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun immediately wore indescribable expressions.

"Super Recovery Big Sausage, Tender and Delicious Small Sausage—" Oscar put on a lecherous grin and chuckled. "Who's going first?"

"How boring." Nan Li expressionlessly took the sausages from Oscar's hand.

There was still a difference between a Martial Soul and real food. Food created by a Martial Soul was fundamentally a form of Soul Power. It did not need to be chewed for a long time like ordinary food; the instant it entered the mouth, it almost immediately turned into a warm current, and the power within was swiftly absorbed by the body.

Nan Li had cultivated all night to begin with. Now, her already abundant Soul Power had been replenished once more, and the feeling of being filled with power made her somewhat excited.

Nan Li looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were swallowing with difficulty, her cool voice like a devil's whisper. "Want to fight?"

Ma Hongjun talked tough, but his body was painfully honest. The moment Nan Li looked over, he immediately hid behind Dai Mubai, clutching his clothes as he shouted, "Boss Dai, save me!"

Dai Mubai's entire body tensed. Agreeing was wrong, but refusing was wrong too.

"Alright. You are not to spar any more today."

Flender's words made Dai Mubai let out a sigh of relief. Losing to Nan Li every day—where was he supposed to put his dignity as a man?

"You will all go back and rest. Recover yourselves to your best possible condition." Flender swept his gaze over them with his hands behind his back. "Gather at the academy gates tonight. Now, go make your preparations."

Outside Shrek Academy's gates.

Flender waved at the four of them, then pushed off the ground with his toes and darted away lightly. Nan Li was the first to follow. Dai Mubai and the other two trailed behind her, and the group of five arrived one after another at Suotuo City's southern gate.

Seeing that all the little monsters had arrived, Flender turned and walked in.

Oscar had not gone out for a long time, and he could barely contain his excitement. In high spirits, he looked at the various vendors calling out along the street.

Ma Hongjun's eyes, on the other hand, were practically not enough. They rolled all over the place, constantly sneaking glances at other people.

He had been laid up for so long that he was practically going stir-crazy!

Luckily, he was walking at the back of the group, so Flender did not see what he was like.

Flender probably still had no idea what kind of thing he had raised.

Atop a building by the street, a graceful woman in red stood with her arms crossed, watching the Shrek group pass below.

The moonlight was clear as water, casting a chilly radiance across Dan Hong's face.

"Tsk. A leopard can't change its spots." Dan Hong coldly glanced toward the back of the group.

Evil Fire or not, he was probably the same kind of person anyway.

Her gaze shifted, and Dan Hong spotted Nan Li walking ahead. The coldness in her eyes instantly melted, replaced by a gentle, proud, almost motherly look.

"This big sister really worries herself to death." Casually brushing back her slightly curled long hair, Dan Hong leaped down from the rooftop and followed behind Shrek Academy's group.

Before long, Flender stopped walking, and Nan Li and the others turned serious. Before them stood a towering structure—the Soto Great Soul Arena. The massive hundred-meter-tall building appeared especially solemn beneath the night sky.

As Flender led the four of them into the Great Soul Arena, he explained the basic situation of the Soto Great Soul Arena.

From the outside, the arena was a gigantic oval building one hundred and twenty meters tall. Inside, it contained one main Soul Fight arena and fourteen subsidiary Soul Fight arenas.

This was both a place for Soul Masters to spar and exchange pointers, and an excellent place to display their strength.

Of course, for impoverished Soul Masters with nowhere else to turn, the Great Soul Arena was also a place where they could make a living through their own abilities.

Within the Soul Fight arena, Soul Master fights were divided into three categories.

The first was a Sparring Soul Fight, focused on mutual sparring between Soul Masters, where killing or striking ruthlessly was forbidden. The second was a Gambling Soul Fight, in which both sides made a wager before taking the stage, and the winner received all the stakes in the wager. The final type was a Life-and-Death Soul Fight. As its name suggested, this was the form of Soul Fight chosen when the conflict between two sides could not be reconciled, ending only with one side's death.

The match formats were divided into One-on-One, Two-on-Two, and Team Soul Fight. The number of participants in a team fight was decided through mutual agreement, though the Great Soul Arena's default rules limited each team to between seven and ten people.

For every type of match, the same Soul Master could participate in only one match per day.

Nan Li listened to Flender's explanation thoughtfully. Since the number of people in a team fight could be negotiated by both sides, having fewer people should not be a problem, right?

The most conspicuous thing inside the Great Soul Arena was a stone monument, which surprised Nan Li somewhat.

As she drew closer, Nan Li saw countless names densely carved into the monument. According to Flender, every name engraved upon it represented a Soul Master who had died in a Soul Fight.

At the Soul Fight arena, victors could gain money, fame, and even status, but losers might have to pay with their lives.

Flender told Nan Li and the other three to register their identities.

When they heard that the first registration required ten Gold Coin as a registration fee, they looked toward Flender. However, he acted as though he had neither heard nor seen anything, turning around and wandering off.

"..."

Just earlier, Flender had said that they needed to hand over part of the prize money earned from winning Soul Fights, yet now that money had to be spent, he did not want to pay a single coin.

Fine, fine. Money only went in, never out, huh?

Once again, they refreshed their understanding of Flender.

However, Flender had also made it clear that the prize money they handed over would be used to support the academy's construction.

Nan Li thought of Shrek Academy's distinctive wooden gate... It was truly hard to describe.

It was not that Nan Li had high standards. The academy gate was simply too dilapidated. Whenever she passed through it, she almost always chose to fly over the top instead.

There was no other reason. Nan Li was afraid that Shrek Academy's signboard might suddenly fall, or that the wooden frame might crack and collapse. Although she was confident she would not get hit, Flender would definitely take the opportunity to extort a hefty sum from her.

Forget it, forget it. If it could be repaired, they should hurry up and repair it.