A Fun Place [Please Collect]

Master had actually arrived at Shrek Academy without a word, and Zhang Yang was overjoyed.

"I've been here for a few days already. I happened to catch you all going to the Star Dou Great Forest." Master habitually rubbed Zhang Yang's head and said with feeling, "I didn't expect you to break through Level 30 so quickly. You and Xiao San have given me a huge surprise."

"I didn't expect it either. Reaching Level 29 was only natural, but I'm still confused about this breakthrough to Level 30." Zhang Yang scratched his head. "I fought a Soul King, then broke through Level 30."

"That's still remarkable. What Level 29 Soul Master could make a Soul King cough up blood?" Master sighed. "It seems your mutated Martial Soul still holds many secrets waiting to be uncovered."

"I can only rely on Teacher, then." Zhang Yang lightly flattered Master.

"You." Master smiled and shook his head, then asked, "Where did you go? Why are you only getting back to the Dormitory so late?"

Master's parental concern made Zhang Yang feel warm inside. "I went to Suotuo City, collected my subsidy from Spirit Hall, then had a soul battle at the Great Soul Arena."

Master nodded. "Mm. Sit down and tell me about the battle."

"Okay."

Zhang Yang sat on the bed and described today's soul battle to Master in meticulous detail.

After hearing Zhang Yang's account, Master nodded. "Mm. You've already begun consciously training your practical combat ability. That's good. Although your First Soul Skill is practically unbeatable, you mustn't become dependent on it."

"Yes, Teacher. That was what I was thinking too." Zhang Yang nodded.

Master smiled faintly, very satisfied with his disciple. "Mm, let's go. We'll head outside the academy so I can see your Third Soul Skill."

Without disturbing Tang San, Zhang Yang and Master quietly made their way to a small forest outside Shrek Academy.

Master stood to one side while Zhang Yang removed his shirt and activated Martial Soul Possession. His height instantly shot up to over two meters, and his body became much more muscular.

"After absorbing the Third Soul Ring, my Physical Fitness improved across the board while under Spirit Infusion. The increase was enormous—more than doubled, even." Zhang Yang explained.

Master smiled in satisfaction. "As expected of a top-tier Beast Martial Soul. If this continues, perhaps you'll be able to easily surpass the age limit for absorbing Soul Rings in the future."

"That would be wonderful." Zhang Yang smiled.

As he spoke, all three of Zhang Yang's Soul Rings lit up. With a thought from Zhang Yang, his right leg rapidly began radiating yellow light. Then, Master's vision blurred, and the half-meter-thick tree in front of Zhang Yang was kicked clean through.

Boom. The massive tree crashed to the ground, snapping many branches from nearby trees along with it. The stump tilted to one side, countless roots were torn from the earth, and numerous depressions appeared in the surrounding ground.

Master stepped forward, examined the tree's broken cross-section, and ran his hand over the splintered edge. "What astonishing destructive power."

After listening to Zhang Yang explain his feelings about Light Speed Kick, Master asked, "Your Third Soul Ring skill is called Flash Body Technique. I understand the meaning of 'flash,' but what does 'body technique' mean? Does it have other forms of expression?"

"Yes, Teacher." Zhang Yang nodded. He then demonstrated Light Speed Palm Blade and Light Speed Elbow Strike on the fallen trunk, directly cutting the tree into several sections.

"Mm. In that case, rather than an attack skill, your Third Soul Ring skill is more accurately a state-type Soul Skill that enhances the power of physical attacks." Master pinpointed its essence in one sentence.

"Yes, Teacher. That's how I introduced it to my teammates." Zhang Yang nodded.

In Zhang Yang's understanding, Light Speed Kick was essentially just an extraordinarily powerful kick. It was only because its power was so immense and its display so flashy that it had become Borsalino's signature skill.

Master rubbed Zhang Yang's head, his tone gentle. "All right, let's head back. You've been traveling all day, so don't train today. Get some sleep and relax your mind."

"Yes, Teacher." Zhang Yang nodded.

That night, Zhang Yang finally had a good night's sleep. If the class bell had not woken him, he definitely would have slept until lunchtime.

After hastily getting dressed, Zhang Yang finally reached the Training Ground before Dean Flender.

After pressing down his windblown hair, Zhang Yang had Oscar make him a sausage to fill his stomach.

The academy was especially lively today. Not only were both the dean and vice dean present, even the other three Teachers, who were usually nowhere to be seen, had deigned to let the students see their true faces.

"Good, everyone is here. I have several matters to announce." Flender stepped before the Eight students, his stern gaze sweeping over them one by one.

"First, I'll introduce the academy's Teachers to the five new students."

"This is Teacher Li Yusong. His Martial Soul is the Dragon Pattern Staff. He is a Level 63 Soul Emperor."

"This is Teacher Lu Qibin. His Martial Soul is Star Luo Chess. He is a Level 66 Soul Emperor."

"This is Teacher Shao Xin. His Martial Soul is Candy Bean. He is a Level 71 Soul Sage. Among all the Food System Soul Masters I know, Teacher Shao is unquestionably among the top five strongest."

"A Food System Soul Sage?" Zhang Yang and the other newcomers stared in shock.

If there might have been other reasons why four powerhouses like Flender, Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, and Lu Qibin were willing to remain here teaching students, then Teacher Shao Xin staying at Shrek Academy was a true embodiment of boundless love.

Not to mention that he had given up the treatment offered to honored guests by the major sects just to remain in this tiny Shrek Academy and willingly live in poverty. That could not be explained away with a mere preference for a peaceful life.

There was great love in this world. Zhang Yang was nearly moved to tears.

"Finally, there is one last person I must introduce to you properly."

Flender put an arm around Master's shoulders and introduced him with great emotion. "He is the man who, through his own research, established the Ten Great Martial Soul Competitiveness. He is hailed as the foremost authority in Martial Soul theory and the wisest Soul Master. He is also Tang San and Zhang Yang's Teacher, Mister Yu Xiaogang. From now on, you may call him Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yang could not wait to applaud for Master. Of course, if everyone else applauded as well, Zhang Yang would even cheer aloud.

It felt like seeing his own homeroom teacher go onstage to receive an award at a school assembly in his previous life.

When everyone learned that this thin, stern-faced man before them was actually Zhang Yang and Tang San's Teacher, a sense of respect naturally rose within them.

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After all, if he could teach such outstanding disciples as Zhang Yang and Tang San, how could their Teacher possibly be ordinary?

After introducing Master, Flender said a few more simple words before handing the remaining time over to him.

Master's expression was quite stiff at the moment, and his speech was concise. He mentioned only two things. First, all future training plans for the students would be made by him. Second, no one was to miss breakfast tomorrow.

Zhang Yang felt that Master's words were aimed at him.

Zhang Yang felt somewhat regretful. "How did I get criticized just for missing breakfast one day?"

Today was a rest day. Ma Hongjun wanted to go to Suotuo City to deal with his Evil Fire problem and do some shopping while he was there, so he wanted someone to accompany him.

Tang San needed to visit a Blacksmith Shop in Suotuo City to ask about preparing Godly Zhuge Crossbows for everyone, so he happened to go with Ma Hongjun.

Having only returned from Suotuo City yesterday, Zhang Yang said he was not interested. He wanted to ask Teacher for some study materials to enrich his mind.

However, the studious Zhang Yang hit a wall with Master today.

Since a new phase of training would begin tomorrow, Master wanted Zhang Yang to rest properly for the entire day.

Master's words were very direct. Even if Zhang Yang went back to the Dormitory to sleep in, he was not allowed to cultivate or study during the daytime.

Zhang Yang left Master's room with a regretful expression and returned to the Dormitory, preparing to take another nap.

However, Zhang Yang ultimately never got that extra sleep, because Ning Rongrong asked him to go shopping in Suotuo City.

Zhang Yang hated shopping with girls, but if it was Ning Rongrong, he could tolerate it. After all, Ning Rongrong was a little rich girl. When she went shopping, she actually bought things.

What annoyed boys about shopping with girls was not carrying bags or paying the bill. It was wandering around without buying anything, wasting time for nothing.

Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong strolled through Suotuo City, occasionally entering a Clothing Store. Ten-odd minutes later, they would leave with several outfits stored in their Soul Tool, then enter another Clothing Store.

Zhang Yang had never been to the girls' Dormitory, so he did not know whether there was a wardrobe as large as an entire wall inside. But he believed that even if there really was one that large, it probably could not hold all the clothes Ning Rongrong had bought today.

Ning Rongrong had a wonderful time shopping today, while Zhang Yang was happy that he had successfully passed the day away.

After dinner in Suotuo City, Zhang Yang suggested taking Ning Rongrong somewhere thrilling, exciting, and fun.

"Where?" Ning Rongrong asked with interest.

"Just follow me!"

"This is the place. Thrilling, exciting, and fun—the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena!"

When he mentioned the Great Soul Arena, Ning Rongrong noticed that Zhang Yang's eyes were practically glowing.

"Could Zhang Yang be obsessed with soul battles?" Ning Rongrong guessed.

Although Ning Rongrong did not understand Zhang Yang's strange hobby, she still followed him inside. After visiting so many Clothing Stores, visiting a Great Soul Arena for a change was not bad either.

Once they entered the Great Soul Arena, Ning Rongrong finally understood why Zhang Yang's eyes had been glowing.

"Take this money and remember to bet on my victory." Zhang Yang handed all his belongings to Ning Rongrong, his tone extremely solemn.

"Uh..." Ning Rongrong watched Zhang Yang's retreating back as he headed for the Rest Area, left speechless for a long while.

Before long, Zhang Yang's opponent was decided: a Level 39 Soul Elder with a Weapon Martial Soul.

In terms of odds, neither the Great Soul Arena nor the spectators trusted Zhang Yang, whose Soul Power was Level 31 and whose record was merely three wins and zero losses. The odds of Zhang Yang winning were very high, and there were clearly more spectators betting on his opponent.

After all, there was an eight-level gap in Soul Power between them.

Watching the bustling crowd of bettors, Ning Rongrong suddenly revealed the Little Witch's signature smile.

After lining up at the Operation Counter, Ning Rongrong took out a glittering golden card and handed it to the staff member. "I'm betting ten thousand Gold Soul Coins on Zhang Yang's victory."

"What did you say? How much?" The staff member froze for a moment before hurriedly asking again.

There had never been such a huge wager on an ordinary Soul Elder battle.

Ning Rongrong waved impatiently for the staff member to hurry up and shouted, "I'm betting ten thousand Gold Soul Coins on Zhang Yang to win. Process it already."

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's words, the people preparing to place their bets nearby began discussing among themselves.

"Such a huge bet—she must have inside information."

"Should we follow her?"

"I think it might work. We can follow her."

"It's ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, after all. No one would be willing to throw away that much money, right?"

At the same time, several people watched Ning Rongrong with unfriendly gazes, looking her up and down repeatedly.

When they saw that the Great Soul Arena had truly issued Ning Rongrong a betting certificate and immediately changed Zhang Yang's odds, the people around them realized that it would be too late if they did not act quickly. They rushed to place their bets.

The Great Soul Arena staff busily processed wagers for the spectators, while Zhang Yang's odds changed again and again, dropping directly from one-to-1.2 after Ning Rongrong's wager to a low of one-to-0.1.

Seeing that everything had unfolded exactly as she expected, Ning Rongrong lined up once more. Only after Zhang Yang's odds had reached one-to-0.1 and could go no lower did she bet Zhang Yang's own money.

Holding Zhang Yang's betting certificate beside her face and fanning herself with it, Ning Rongrong let out a mischievous giggle after her prank succeeded.