Tang San and Master approached at a leisurely pace. Seeing the Shrek Academy disciples chatting and laughing, they could not help asking what had happened.
Ning Rongrong smiled and pointed at Ma Hongjun. "We were talking about Fatty. He's completely worn out today and has been complaining that the training is too hard."
Hearing this, Tang San shook his head helplessly. "Fatty, that won't do. We're people who aspire to become the strongest Soul Masters. How can you cry exhaustion over this little bit of training?"
Ma Hongjun sighed helplessly. "Third Brother, stop making fun of me. This body of mine really isn't suited for high-intensity training."
Tang San smiled, walked over to Ma Hongjun, and patted his shoulder. "Fatty, you actually have tremendous potential. You just haven't fully brought it out yet. As long as you persist, you'll definitely make a breakthrough."
After hearing Tang San's words, a trace of gratitude flashed through Ma Hongjun's eyes. He knew Tang San had always been steady and carried weight in his words. Receiving his encouragement gave Ma Hongjun a little more confidence.
"All right, everyone, stop just chatting. Today's training may be over, but we still need to prepare for tomorrow's match."
Dai Mubai clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back to business.
At the mention of the competition, everyone's expressions immediately turned solemn. After all, the upcoming Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament was the competition in which they most wanted to win the championship.
Only through diligent cultivation would they have a chance to reclaim their dignity, and it was also their only chance to bring Xiao Wu back.
Tang San nodded and said in a deep voice, "Boss Dai is right. We need to prepare properly. Everyone, go back and rest first. We'll gather again tonight to