Practical Combat Class

Why do people go to the toilet in groups?

When the question popped into her head, she found it a little funny.

She had never experienced being surrounded by several girls her age, walking and chatting about meaningless topics, and then heading to the restroom together.

But now she seems to understand a little.

These seemingly meaningless everyday conversations, pieced together, made her feel that this corridor leading to the restroom was more interesting than most of the roads she had walked.

That's the fun of going to the toilet together.

It wasn't for going to the toilet, it was for the walk from the classroom to the restroom.

It's about walking arm in arm, chatting about random things, and laughing about trivial matters.

It's so that they can have a few minutes of time that are entirely their own before the school bell rings.

Xu Huanhuan speaking about the restroom, Xu Huanhuan stood in front of the sink and tidied her bangs in front of the mirror.

After Qian Renxue finished speaking, she stood beside him and asked, "Lin Xue, what do you think of our class?"

"Fine."

"That's good, from now on we're good friends."

"Yes, please give me your guidance."

Please give me your guidance.

After I finished using the restroom, the school bell rang.

Xu Huanhuan grabbed Qian Renxue's hand. "Hurry up, hurry up! Being late for Teacher Zhao's class means running ten laps as punishment!"

Five girls rushed out of the restroom and ran down the stairs.

The Training Ground is located on the west side of the Martial Soul Academy, occupying a large open space.

This is a large, comprehensive Training Ground.

The most eye-catching feature is the eight Soul Fighting Platform in the very center. Each platform is a 50-meter square bluestone platform, about half a meter above the ground. The platform is engraved with Soul Guidance Patterns, which can release a protective light shield during battles to prevent the aftershocks of Soul Skill from injuring people outside the arena.

The eight Soul Fighting Platform are arranged in two rows, like eight huge chessboard squares.

To the east of the Soul Fighting Platform is a standard circular playground, with a red running track surrounding a lawn.

On the north side of the Training Ground stood a row of weapon racks, on which various training weapons were placed.

In the far corner, there were several soul-guided force measuring devices used to test strength; hitting them would display a value.

Zhao Wuji was already standing on the Soul Fighting Platform, his face expressionless, but when his eyes swept over the students who were entering the Training Ground, each of them felt as if they were being stared at by a Soul Beast.

Gu Beichen walked past Qian Renxue and muttered under his breath, "Oh no, the old gorilla looks even worse than usual today."

Su Jin said calmly, "Because of last week's physical fitness test, eight people in our class had worse scores than last month, and you were one of them."

Gu Beichen sighed and fell silent.

The students gradually gathered in Soul Fighting Platform and lined up in their usual formation.

Qian Renxue stood next to Xu Huanhuan, and Gu Xiaoman stood on her other side.

Zhao Wuji's gaze swept across each student's face, lingering on Qian Renxue for a few seconds before moving away.

He took half a step forward, stood on the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform, and looked down at the students below.

"Today's lesson is a two-on-two practical exercise."

"The rules are simple: each team consists of two people, with at least one support-type Soul Master."

"For teams that lack support characters, one support character can form multiple teams."

"If you feel you can't do it, just say so now, I won't force you."

There was a two-second silence in the audience; no one spoke.

The support students looked at each other.

There are only six food-type and support-type Soul Master in the class.

Xu Huanhuan and Gu Xiaoman are two of them.

Six people have to support the training of the entire class of twenty-six, which means that each person has to fight about four matches.

Zhao Wuji continued, "Teams are open to each other, two people per team. After you've formed your teams, come here to draw lots to determine your opponents and the order of matches."

"The outcome of the battle is determined by one side completely losing their fighting ability, or by me determining that one side is unable to continue fighting. Do you all understand?"

"I understand," the students answered in varying degrees of confusion.

"Speak louder."

"I understand!"

Zhao Wuji nodded. "Start forming teams. Three minutes."

The Training Ground immediately became lively. Students moved quickly in Soul Fighting Platform, looking for each other.

Several Battle Soul Master ran towards the support-type students at the same time, like people who hadn't eaten for days rushing towards the cafeteria.

A tall, thin boy grabbed a chubby boy's arm. "Lao Qian! We're on the same team! We worked so well together last time!"

The chubby boy stumbled a step after being pulled by him. "Last time you made me carry two opponents by myself, and you went to challenge the enemy support to a one-on-one duel, only to get killed instead. You call that good teamwork?"

The short, stocky boy chuckled but didn't let go.

Gu Beichen stood in the crowd, looking left and right, and realized that many of his friends had already found their teammates.

His gaze swept across the crowd, finally settling on a large man standing at the very edge.

He was a very fat boy, sitting on a stone stool at the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform, his whole body round and chubby.

"Zhu Pang!"

Gu Beichen strode over and slapped him on the shoulder, "We're a team!"

"I'm a food-type."

"I know you're a food-type."

"We don't have enough support heroes. You'll have to support several teams by yourself. Why don't you just join my team and focus on supporting me?"

Zhu Pang thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, but I'm slow."

"It's alright, just stand back and watch me take them down." Gu Beichen patted his chest, full of confidence.

At the same time, Xu Huanhuan grabbed Qian Renxue's hand.

"Lin Xue, shall we team up?"

"Sure."

"Great! Let me tell you, my first Soul Skill is Star Attraction Technique, which can briefly control the enemy's movements. Although it doesn't last long, it's enough for you to land a hit on him. If we team up, we'll definitely be powerful!"

Hearing this from the side, Chu Xuan came over and patted Xu Huanhuan on the shoulder, "Huanhuan, don't just be happy."

"Lin Xue is here for the first time. You two haven't worked together before. When you go up, you need to test their tactics first. Don't unleash your ultimate move right away."

"Understood, class monitor!"

Chu Xuan then looked at Qian Renxue, "Lin Xue, although Teacher Zhao's practical class is very strict, this is your first time taking his class, so don't be too nervous, just do your best."

Qian Renxue nodded. "Okay."

Three minutes were up, and Zhao Wuji clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Teams that have been formed, come to the front of the stage to draw lots."

Thirty-two people were divided into sixteen teams, and the results of the draw were quickly announced.

Qian Renxue and Xu Huanhuan drew the third match, and their opponents were Gu Beichen and Zhu Pang.

When Gu Beichen received the lottery results, he grinned at Qian Renxue.

"Lin Xue, our swords are about to clash. This is a good opportunity for me to see just how good your swordsmanship is."