After the Battle, There Would Surely Be Gains [Please Collect]

In this battle against a defensive Battle Soul King over Level 50, every one of Shrek's 8 people had performed admirably.

There was no need to mention Zhang Yang and Dai Mubai, who had contributed the most. Ning Rongrong's timing with her support had also been excellent. Relying on his flames' natural restraint against ordinary water attributes, Ma Hongjun had weakened one of the enemy's restricting skills and created an opportunity for the main attackers.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu had not contributed much in this battle, but that was not really a problem.

Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power was too low, and Agility Attack System Soul Masters were generally at a disadvantage against defensive Soul Masters. That was hardly her fault.

Although Xiao Wu was an Assault Type Battle Soul Master, she leaned more toward technical combat. It was perfectly normal for her to have no way to deal damage against a Mystic Turtle Soul Master.

Although Tang San and Oscar had not played any role in the battle, Tang San had formulated the strategy, while Oscar's value lay in prolonged battles. They could not be judged by the same standard.

Besides, Soul Masters in their twenties and thirties had fought someone in his fifties without falling into a disadvantage. That was already quite impressive. Not to mention that they had even made the Soul King cough up blood. The oldest among them was only fifteen.

As he watched the Mystic Turtle Battle Soul King climb back to his feet and his Fifth Soul Ring light up, Zhao Wuji flashed forward and appeared before Ye Zhi Qiu. With a Soul Power-filled slap, he sent the Battle Soul King, who had activated his Fifth Soul Skill, flying over ten meters before he crashed heavily to the ground.

"You traveled all day and still have the energy to make trouble? Get back and sleep."

After slapping a Battle Soul King away, Zhao Wuji looked utterly calm as he called the Little Monsters to follow him back to the hotel.

Walking at the front, Zhao Wuji clenched his fist and muttered softly, "It really does feel good to slap people without using my Martial Soul. No wonder..."

After being slapped by Zhao Wuji, Ye Zhi Qiu coughed up another mouthful of blood and could barely catch his breath. He knew he had kicked an iron plate this time.

Without even summoning his Martial Soul, that man had injured him so badly while he had his Fifth Soul Skill active. This was definitely not something a Soul King, or even a Soul Emperor, could achieve.

At that thought, Ye Zhi Qiu could not help shuddering. He shot a venomous look in the direction Shrek Academy had left before leading his students away in disgrace.

After returning to the hotel, Zhao Wuji left behind only one sentence: "Rest at the hotel tomorrow. We leave at dawn the day after tomorrow." Then he went back to his room.

Zhao Wuji knew very well that the battle had exhausted Zhang Yang and Dai Mubai greatly. They also needed time to digest the experience from that fight, so he decided to stay in the town for one more day.

Although they had unexpectedly gained an extra day off, no one had the mood to celebrate. They hastily ate something to fill their stomachs before returning to their rooms to cultivate.

The next morning, everyone gathered in the hotel dining room for breakfast. Dai Mubai looked around and found that only seven people were present, so he looked at Tang San in confusion. "Xiao San, where's Zhang Yang?"

"Zhang Yang is in meditation. He still hadn't woken up when I left," Tang San said.

Upon hearing that, the other six people besides Oscar suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

If they remembered correctly, Tang San had said the exact same thing yesterday morning when Oscar broke through Level 30.

By noon, Zhang Yang's meditation still had not ended. His selfless meditation had lasted so long that even Zhao Wuji hurried over after hearing about it. After questioning Tang San for a while, he simply said, "We'll leave after Zhang Yang wakes up," then left at ease.

During that time, classmates occasionally came by to check on him. Ning Rongrong even came three times.

Zhang Yang's meditation lasted until dinner was over. Tang San had just returned to his room and was about to begin cultivating when Zhang Yang's excited cheer rang out beside him.

"Hahaha, Level 30! A genius like me, indeed!"

Tang San opened his eyes in surprise and found Zhang Yang standing there with his hands on his hips, laughing loudly in an embarrassingly smug manner.

"Zhang Yang, you broke through Level 30?" Tang San asked in astonishment. "Didn't you only reach Level 29 a few days ago?"

"Yeah." Zhang Yang nodded excitedly. "Maybe it was because of yesterday's battle. After entering meditation, my cultivation speed increased by hundreds or thousands of times, so I quickly broke through to Level 30."

"I see. Congratulations, then." Tang San nodded in understanding.

Tang San had not fought Ye Zhi Qiu head-on in yesterday's battle and had contributed almost nothing. His Soul Power consumption had also been minimal, so naturally, he had gained no insights from combat.

Zhang Yang patted Tang San on the shoulder and comforted him. "Weapon Martial Souls are harder to cultivate than Beast Martial Souls to begin with, so don't take it too seriously. Besides, Xiao San, you reached Level 29 a long time ago. Breaking through Level 30 is only a matter of time."

"Mm." Tang San smiled and accepted Zhang Yang's comfort, then asked with concern, "Go eat something quickly. You missed two meals, so you must be starving."

Zhang Yang laughed. "Yeah, the moment I woke up, I felt like I was starving to death. Hahaha, I need to have a huge meal."

With that, Zhang Yang strode out of the room.

Only after watching Zhang Yang disappear through the doorway did Tang San close his eyes, circulate the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and enter his cultivation state.

However, after leaving the room, Zhang Yang did not head straight for the dining room. Instead, he first went to the girls' room and knocked on the door.

Creak. The door opened, revealing Xiao Wu's pretty figure before Zhang Yang.

As expected, Xiao Wu opened the door, Zhang Yang thought.

After being classmates with Xiao Wu for so many years, Zhang Yang had never seen her cultivate diligently, yet her Soul Power still rose rapidly. All he could do was sigh that Soul Beasts taking human form truly could do whatever they wanted.

Seeing that it was Zhang Yang, Xiao Wu asked in surprise, "Zhang Yang, you're done meditating?"

"Mm. I gained quite a lot from the battle with the Mystic Turtle Battle Soul King, so I pushed through in one go and broke through the Level 30 barrier. That's why I meditated for so long." Zhang Yang gave a simple explanation.

At that moment, Zhang Yang's gaze passed over Xiao Wu and landed on Ning Rongrong, who had just appeared.

"Level 30?" Xiao Wu cried out. "Zhang Yang, you're not even thirteen this year, are you? And you're already Level 30?"

Upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, Ning Rongrong stared at Zhang Yang in shock. Zhu Zhuqing, who had come with Ning Rongrong, also looked equally surprised.

"If you cultivated seriously, you'd definitely reach Level 30 before me," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Since you've already broken through Level 30, once we enter the Star Dou Great Forest tomorrow, we can help you obtain a Soul Ring as well," Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

"Mm. That really will save everyone a lot of trouble." Zhang Yang smiled at Ning Rongrong, then turned to Xiao Wu. "Xiao Wu, if you have any conscience, hurry up and break through while we're still near the Star Dou Great Forest. Running back and forth is exhausting."

"Zhang Yang, are you asking for a beating? I'm happy being Level 29!" Xiao Wu stamped her feet in anger at his words.

Zhang Yang chuckled. "Fine, let's fight. I'll give you both hands and one leg."

Xiao Wu shouted furiously, "If you've got the guts, let's fight without Soul Skills and rely only on Soul Power." Xiao Wu knew exactly how absurd Zhang Yang's Soul Skills were. Enemies who stood invincible were just that annoying.

Having successfully completed his daily verbal sparring, Zhang Yang left happily, waving his sleeve without taking a single cloud with him.

Afterward, Zhang Yang knocked on Dai Mubai and the others' doors, explained his situation, received a round of praise, and then went to Zhao Wuji's room.

When Zhao Wuji learned that Zhang Yang had broken through Level 30, he was delighted. Zhang Yang had already been frighteningly powerful at Level 29. It was easy to imagine that after obtaining his Third Soul Ring, his strength would rise to another level.

But when he thought about obtaining Zhang Yang's Third Soul Ring, Zhao Wuji's head immediately began to ache.

With such a powerful Martial Soul, choosing Soul Skills became an extremely troublesome matter. Even among Soul Rings of the same age, a suitable Soul Skill could improve a Soul Master's strength far more.

Thinking of how astonishing Zhang Yang's first two Soul Skills had been, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt helpless.

He was afraid that his decision would affect the child's future prospects.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's troubled expression, Zhang Yang seemed to see Master from several years ago.

Zhang Yang smiled and reassured Zhao Wuji, "Teacher Zhao, you don't need to worry. My mutated Martial Soul is very special. It will automatically adjust my Third Soul Skill."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wuji did not quite understand.

"Teacher Zhao, my First Soul Skill is [Elementalization], an extremely unreasonable skill. But can you imagine that this Soul Ring came from an Iron Horned Bull?"

"What?" Zhao Wuji looked as though he had heard the most absurd thing in the world. "An Iron Horned Bull's Soul Ring?"

"That's right." Zhang Yang nodded and continued, "The Soul Ring for my Second Soul Skill, which allows me to move at an extremely high speed, came from a Great Strength Gorilla Soul Beast."

"This..." Zhao Wuji was speechless. There was actually such a Martial Soul in the world? It truly broadened his horizons.

"Unlike Ma Hongjun's adhesive flames, Teacher, I believe the special aspect of my mutated Martial Soul lies in this unique kind of Soul Skill mutation," Zhang Yang explained.

"Your teacher is...?" Zhao Wuji asked curiously.

Zhang Yang said proudly, "People all call my teacher Master."

Zhao Wuji said in shock, "Master? Zhang Yang, you're actually Master's disciple?"

Zhang Yang nodded. "Tang San and I are both incredibly fortunate to have become Teacher's disciples."

"Tang San too? No wonder his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul could be cultivated to such a degree." Upon learning that Tang San was also Master's disciple, Zhao Wuji regarded him even more highly.

With the Clear Sky Douluo, the strongest man in the world, as his father; Master, the foremost authority on Martial Soul theory, as his teacher; and Tang San's Twin Martial Souls, Tang San would surely achieve extraordinary things in the future.

Setting those thoughts aside, Zhao Wuji asked again, "Did Master give any instructions regarding your Third Soul Ring?"

"My First Soul Skill is defensive, and my Second Soul Skill is speed-based, so Teacher guessed that after mutation, my Third Soul Skill should be an Attack Type Soul Skill."

"Teacher planned for me to hunt a non-poisonous ape-type Soul Beast that specializes in strength. That way, even if the Soul Skill mutation fails, I can still obtain a strength-related Soul Skill. Moreover, ape-type Soul Beasts have high compatibility with Humanoid Martial Souls, so the risk is lower."

Zhao Wuji nodded after hearing this. "Master truly is Master. He can even figure out some principles behind such a strange mutated Martial Soul. All right, go inform the others. We leave at dawn tomorrow."

"Yes, Teacher Zhao."