On the other side of the training ground, two youths squatted by the wall, munching on the sausages in their hands as they watched Dai Mubai, who was drenched in sweat, with admiration.
One of them was chubby, with short red hair like a chicken's nest. He was Ma Hongjun, the owner of the Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul.
The other was quite handsome, his peach-blossom eyes darting everywhere. He was Oscar, the owner of a Food System martial soul.
"Tut, tut, tut. Boss Dai really had it rough."
Ma Hongjun took a bite of sausage and said indistinctly:
"Every day, he gets tortured half to death by that Flat-top. How is this cultivation? This is practically torture!"
"Exactly."
Oscar nodded in deep agreement and patted his chest with relief.
"Good thing we weren't fooled by Dean Flender into taking that so-called Grandmaster as our teacher.
Otherwise, the ones running laps with rocks on our backs would probably be us!"
"Exactly! What can that Flat-top do besides flap his gums? I think he's a liar!" Ma Hongjun curled his lip disdainfully.
"Forget about Boss Dai. He brought it on himself."
Oscar stuffed the last bite of sausage into his mouth, clapped his hands, and stood up. His peach-blossom eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Fatty, let's go! Today is Shrek Academy's annual admissions day! Let's check out the village entrance and see whether any pretty junior girls enroll this year!"
"Sure! Let's go!" The moment Ma Hongjun heard there were pretty girls to see, his eyes lit up. He scrambled to his feet and ran toward the village entrance with Oscar.
At this moment, a long line had already formed at the entrance to Shrek Academy's village.
Although Shrek Academy was run-down and did not even have a proper gate, there were