The Only Outcast, Soto Great Soul Arena!

Shrek Academy.

Since the day Ning Rongrong clashed with Dai Mubai, the atmosphere at the Academy has undergone some subtle changes.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun gradually formed a small group.

They are inseparable, whether training, eating, or resting.

It seems that Dai Mubai, in order to hide his secret of being "impotent," still occasionally takes Ma Hongjun to the brothels in Suotuo City.

One evening.

The two slipped out of the Academy again.

"Boss Dai, are we going to a brothel again?"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, a lewd smile spreading across his face.

"That Xiao Hong girl from last time was quite nice, slim waist and long legs, hehe..."

Dai Mubai's face darkened.

"Stop talking nonsense."

He tried to remain calm and made his voice sound normal.

"Go if you want, go if you don't."

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course I'll go!" Ma Hongjun nodded and bowed hurriedly.

He actually had some doubts.

Boss Dai has been going to brothels far too often lately.

Moreover, every time he booked a room, he would leave the girl standing there while he either drank or meditated.

This isn't a place for enjoyment.

It's more like they're going there to suffer.

However, this doubt lasted only a moment before being dispelled by the desire for the beautiful woman.

Who cares? As long as I have something to do, it's fine, since it's not costing me any money.

The two arrived at the most famous Suotuo City, known as the "Hundred Flowers Pavilion".

As usual, Dai Mubai booked two rooms and tossed Ma Hongjun a bag of Gold Soul Coin.

"Go have fun by yourself, don't bother me."

"Okay! Thanks, Boss Dai!"

Ma Hongjun beamed and rushed into the group of girls with his money bag in his arms.

Dai Mubai went into his room, closed the door, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He waved away the girl who came to greet him, sat down alone at the table, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter liquor slid down my throat, but it couldn't relieve the unease in my heart.

"Damn it..."

He cursed under his breath and slammed his fist on the table.

The secret of his own incapacitation weighed heavily on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

He dared not tell anyone, not even his closest brothers.

He could only pretend and maintain his image as a "playboy" by frequently visiting brothels.

But how long can this disguise last?

He didn't know.

On the other side.

The courtyard of the Girls' Dormitory area presents a completely different scene.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing trained with Lin Qingmo every single day without fail.

Although the "Scientific Training Method" taught by Lin Qingmo initially caused them a lot of trouble, its effects were real.

"Today we'll train our core strength."

Lin Qingmo stood by the Training Ground, taking notes in a small notebook.

"Three sets of planks, ten minutes each. Five sets of sit-ups, one hundred reps each. Four sets of Russian twists, fifty reps each."

Xiao Wu said with a pained expression, "A-Qing, this is too much of a torture!"

"If you want to get stronger, stop talking nonsense."

Lin Qingmo showed no mercy.

"Your flexibility is already good enough, but your core strength is insufficient, resulting in a lack of stability during explosive movements. This training program is designed to address this weakness."

Zhu Zhuqing had already silently lay down and started doing planks.

She doesn't talk much, but she trains harder than anyone else.

In just a few days, her speed and reaction time improved significantly, making her more agile and versatile in combat.

This made her even more convinced of Lin Qingmo's training methods.

Ning Rongrong, who had already completed her running laps for the day, stood by the Training Ground and watched for a while.

Since Lin Qingmo, she has indeed changed a bit.

Although her spoiled princess temperament is still there.

But at least she's not as spoiled and lazy as before.

Seeing the results of Zhu Zhuqing's training, she finally made up her mind.

"Lin Qingmo."

She walked up to Lin Qingmo, her face earnest. "I also want to become stronger."

Lin Qingmo looked up at her. "Oh?"

"I want to take control of my own destiny and don't want to rely on others for protection forever."

Ning Rongrong bit her lip and took out a large money bag from her Storage Soul Tool.

"Take this 10,000 Gold Soul Coin. Could you also customize a training plan for me? One suitable for Support-type Spirit Master."

Lin Qingmo raised an eyebrow.

He took the money pouch, weighed it in his hand, and then put it into his pocket with satisfaction.

"Make a deal."

He readily agreed.

"Although Support-type Spirit Master don't directly participate in combat, their physical attributes are equally important. Endurance, reaction time, and movement speed can all be crucial for survival in critical moments."

He quickly tailored a training plan for Ning Rongrong.

It is less intense than Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, but it focuses more on improving endurance and agility.

They also added some training programs on dodging attacks and quick movement.

From then on, Lin Qingmo could often be seen training with the three girls on the Shrek Academy Training Ground.

Xiao Wu's flexibility and explosive power are getting stronger and stronger.

Zhu Zhuqing's speed and reaction were dazzling.

Ning Rongrong's endurance has also improved significantly; she can run ten or eight laps without being out of breath.

Tang San, however, became the one among the Shrek Eight Devils who was isolated by everyone.

Whether training or resting, he always keeps to himself.

Occasionally, he would try to get closer to Xiao Wu, but Xiao Wu would simply brush him off with a casual, "We have enough people."

Seeing Lin Qingmo being adored by everyone, with Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong all revolving around him, Tang San's jealousy grew wildly like poisonous weeds.

"Why?"

Why does everyone like Lin Qingmo?

Why could Lin Qingmo make a pampered young lady like Ning Rongrong obey him so easily with just a few words?

Why is it that Xiao Wu, whom he met first, is now always hanging around Lin Qingmo?

Tang San's face grew increasingly gloomy, and the resentment in his eyes deepened.

"My teacher said it's only because I'm not strong enough yet."

He muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself.

"Once I become strong enough, everyone will see my worth, Lin Qingmo... you just wait."

He still has trump cards, the Tang Sect Secret Arts, and Second Martial Soul!

A few days later.

Flender brought the Shrek Eight Devils to the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena.

A massive circular building stands majestically in the city center.

People were coming and going at the entrance.

There were Soul Master, ordinary spectators, and businessmen; it was a lively and bustling scene.

The air was thick with excitement, tension, and the stench of blood—the very scent of the Soul Fighting Arena.

"From today onwards, Soul Fighting will become your regular training program."

Flender stood at the entrance of the Great Soul Arena, adjusted his glasses, and looked serious.

"Here, you can fully unleash your strength and accumulate combat experience."

"Each victory will reward you with points and Gold Soul Coin. Points can be used to upgrade your Soul Fighting Badge, and Gold Soul Coin... well, you know what I mean."

He glanced at Ma Hongjun deliberately.

Ma Hongjun chuckled, rubbing his hands together, his eyes already gleaming.

He needs money, he needs a lot of money.

Going to a brothel to "vent one's Evil Fire" is not cheap.

It's impossible for Boss Dai to pay for himself every time.

"Alright, everyone go to the registration desk to register, put on the uniform mask, and take a code name."

Flender instructed, "Remember, don't use your real names here, and don't reveal your identities. This is for your safety."

Everyone nodded and lined up to register.