Give Han an Explanation

As soon as Ning Chuan finished speaking, not only Ning Rongrong, but even Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San turned to look at him. Each of them pricked up their ears, their eyes fixed firmly on Ning Chuan, unwilling to miss even the slightest detail.

After all, no one did not want to obtain a Soul Ring of a higher age. The higher the age of the Soul Ring one acquired, the more Soul Power it could raise and the stronger the skill it granted.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, looked somewhat unhappy that Ning Chuan was so popular with girls, puffing out her cheeks.

Oscar was equally unhappy. He realized that if this continued, Ning Rongrong would truly be completely beyond his reach.

Ning Chuan spouted nonsense with a straight face. "It's actually very simple. You just need to undergo special training every day."

"What kind of special training is that?"

Tang San swallowed hard. Although he disliked Ning Chuan, even resenting him for Xiao Wu's closeness to him and for falsely accusing his teacher back then—

—and thus hated him.

He had to admit that Ning Chuan was indeed very strong. Most importantly, those two Thousand Year Spirit Rings were absolutely real.

If he could do what Ning Chuan did, then before switching to cultivate his Second Spirit, he might have a chance to surpass him in cultivation.

Ning Chuan said solemnly, "One hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats, then a ten-kilometer run every day. It's that simple."

"Uh..." Everyone was speechless. That was enough to obtain Soul Rings beyond one's limit?

Who was he trying to fool? He might as well have said nothing!

Tang San, however, seemed thoughtful. Ning Chuan really did perform those exercises, though at a greater intensity. Maybe he should give them a try someday?

"Fatty, look... a beauty."

Just then, Oscar, who had been excluded by Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and the others and could no longer stand the atmosphere, saw eight Spirit Masters enter from outside the hotel. Each had the words "Vast Radiance" embroidered on their left shoulder. At the front was a middle-aged man in his forties, apparently their supervising teacher, and among the seven students was a fairly pretty girl.

To divert attention, and also to uphold Shrek Academy's principle that those who dared not cause trouble were mediocrities—

Oscar lightly nudged Ma Hongjun.

"Wow, a beauty. I like her."

The moment Fatty saw her, a lecherous gleam appeared in his round little eyes. He brazenly sized up the girl.

Oscar curled his lip. "They're only some tiny Canghui Academy. Fatty, if you like her, just go for it."

Neither Ma Hongjun nor Oscar deliberately lowered his voice. Spirit Masters had hearing far beyond ordinary people, so all eight of them heard every word clearly.

Afraid Ning Rongrong would misunderstand, Oscar explained to everyone, "This counts as part of our cultivation too. The Dean said that those who don't dare cause trouble are mediocrities. Besides, provoking people from Spirit Master academies is the safest. At worst, it's just a fight."

Tang San smiled upon hearing this, feeling that this was what truly qualified as a monster academy.

Ning Chuan, however, said, "What if you run into a Spirit Master academy stronger than us? And their teacher is stronger than ours too. Would you still dare?"

"Of course not. We're not idiots..." Oscar shook his head frantically.

Ning Chuan continued, "Picking fights with the weak and hiding from the strong—isn't that just bullying the weak and fearing the strong? And honestly, I really dislike the behavior of harassing girls."

Hearing that, Xiao Wu, who had originally been eager to fight, immediately found it very reasonable. "Exactly, exactly. Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, harassing girls and all that—I hate it most."

Tang San inwardly scoffed at Ning Chuan's words, thinking he was making a mountain out of a molehill, while also feeling fortunate that he had not spoken. Otherwise, Xiao Wu would inevitably have gotten angry with him again.

As for Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, they instinctively frowned upon hearing the words "harassing girls."

Ning Rongrong in particular had already been dissatisfied with Oscar, and now she found him even more repulsive.

Repulsed or not, the eight from Canghui Academy had clearly been provoked by Oscar and Ma Hongjun by now.

One of the young men stood and walked toward them. When a waiter carrying a platter of food came over, he deliberately crashed into him, sending the platter toward Ning Chuan's head, since he was closest.

Without even looking, as though he had eyes in the back of his head, Ning Chuan shot out his left hand like lightning and caught the food. With his right hand steadying the waiter, he raised his size forty-two shoe and kicked straight at the young man's chin.

The man did not even understand what had happened before Ning Chuan sent him flying with one kick. Faintly, everyone seemed to hear the sound of a jaw dislocating.

Then the young man's body spun three hundred and sixty degrees through the air before landing face-up and smashing violently onto Ye Zhiqiu's table.

The table shattered with a boom.

"Didn't you say not to bully the weak and fear the strong, or harass girls?" Oscar sucked in a breath. He found Ning Chuan to be nothing short of a demon. When he struck, he truly showed no mercy.

"I didn't provoke them, but they came to provoke me. That means I neither seek trouble nor fear it. Besides, I didn't harass any girls."

Ning Chuan gently set the platter on the table without spilling a single drop.

Though he used a sword in battle, he had not neglected close-quarters combat in the slightest.

Ye Zhiqiu reset the young man's dislocated jaw, then shouted at Ning Chuan with a dark expression, "Which academy are you from?"

Ning Chuan spouted nonsense with a straight face. "We're from Southern Sky Academy."

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the other four were all stunned, turning to Ning Chuan in astonishment.

Ning Chuan continued, "I am Han Li, Southern Sky Academy's top student. Your Canghui Academy student picked a fight with me for no reason just now. Shouldn't you give Han an explanation?"

Ye Zhiqiu's face was nearly Greened with rage. He had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. It was clearly Southern Sky Academy's people who had insulted Canghui Academy first, yet now they were demanding an explanation from them instead.

Knowing there was no Southern Sky Academy among the advanced Spirit Master academies, he guessed it was some no-name academy from who knew where. He ordered the Canghui students, "Go! Get them! Teach them a lesson!"

The people from Canghui Academy had long been unhappy. Aside from the female student Ma Hongjun had harassed and the young man Ning Chuan had kicked away, the remaining five charged at Ning Chuan's table.

There was an unoccupied table between both sides.

Seeing them charge at him, Ning Chuan did not hesitate. He kicked the tabletop in front of him flying.

The first person to rush over had the tabletop slam directly into his face. His head was smashed open and bloody, and he collapsed to the floor unconscious.

Before the remaining four young men could react, Ning Chuan leaped forward and threw a punch, sending one of them flying into the wall and smashing a crater into it.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. The surrounding diners watched as five people from Canghui Academy had two of their number instantly taken down, leaving them utterly dumbfounded.

Seeing how formidable Ning Chuan was, Ye Zhiqiu was also badly startled. Shocked and furious, he roared, "You bunch of idiots! Use your Martial Souls!"

On the other side, Ma Hongjun was equally startled by the sight. "Holy shit, he's this fierce even without using his Martial Soul."

P.S.: I accidentally posted it, so I might as well update early.