Reward, Progress Bar Surges

A familiar scene, at this very moment, just like that time back then.

However, the force borne by Yu Xiaogang was clearly far greater than what Tang San had endured.

His body slammed heavily onto the ground, first his buttocks, then his back, and finally his legs and arms, all four limbs crashing down like whips.

The ground actually emitted three or four consecutive booms.

The sound was muffled yet exceptionally loud, causing the surrounding spectators to feel their hearts tighten just from hearing it, their faces etched with expressions of shock.

Gangzi's entire body was subjected to a violent impact; his lips flapped wildly in the air, and the skin on his face rippled like a tattered rag.

When he was struck in the chin earlier, he had only been dazed and remained conscious, but after the back of his head hit the ground, he fell completely unconscious, utterly unresponsive.

His Martial Soul and Soul Ring were forced to dissipate, turning into a patch of soul power light spots that vanished automatically.

Everyone on the playground stood like wooden chickens, their shock so immense they couldn't even muster much of an expression, their faces appearing completely numb.

This result was truly too unexpected; one could even say it subverted their worldviews and perceptions.

With twenty-nine levels of soul power, a seven-hundred-year skill, and the physical constitution and mental reflexes brought by two soul rings totaling over a thousand years, calling it using a cannon to kill a mosquito would not be an exaggeration.

Xiao Chenyu imagined for a moment what would have happened if Huang Tian had used his full strength against him at noon.

He shivered instantly, his face turning pale with fright; he felt his skull might have shattered, like a sledgehammer smashing a watermelon—bang—splitting into countless pieces.

Big Brother Huang Tian never actually beat me up; what he did should be called a caress.

The principal had been watching intently, having planned to intervene at the critical moment.

But even he hadn't expected Gangzi to be this pathetic; let alone putting up a fight, he hadn't even managed to make a single reaction throughout the entire process.

According to his previous expectations, the states of the two parties should have been reversed.

Even when Tang San was hit hard, he could forcibly control his arm to sacrifice it to protect his brain, reducing the impact on his head; Yu Xiaogang was actually inferior even to his own disciple.

What he hadn't expected even more was that Huang Tian's movements would be this fast, leaving no room for reaction at all; the entire process took less than ten seconds.

If one didn't count the time spent rushing toward Yu Xiaogang, the actual act of pummeling him took only three seconds.

Without time to ponder why, The principal shouted at the top of his lungs:

"He has lost! Stop! Xiaogang has already lost.

Huang Tian, according to the rules of Soul Fighting, losing consciousness or the ability to resist results in an immediate forfeit; continuing to attack is a violation."

As he spoke, he quickly ran between the two, separating Huang Tian and Yu Xiaogang, and hurriedly signaled for the support-type Soul Master to take Tang San to his principal's office.

As for himself, he carefully picked up Yu Xiaogang in a bridal carry, but just as he was about to leave, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw that a small crater had been smashed into the playground floor; as a training ground for Soul Masters, this place had been specially reinforced and was not easily damaged.

And in the crater, as well as where the back of his head had landed, there were streaks of bright red blood, looking incredibly jarring.

"Teacher Zhao, stop the bleeding first."

"Understood."

The support-type Soul Master summoned a large white flower and chanted his first soul skill, and immediately, a hazy white light shone upon the blood flowing from Yu Xiaogang's head and back.

With his head treated, Gangzi slowly regained consciousness.

He felt excruciating pain everywhere in his body: his back, legs, buttocks, skull, chest, arms, chin, and abdomen.

Wave after wave of piercing pain washed over him, as if his consciousness had been placed inside a running tumble dryer and spun crazily.

Huang Tian said indifferently:

"Now you should know that when I fought Tang San, I really did hold back, right?"

"You... hiss"

Yu Xiaogang didn't know what he wanted to say, but once he opened his mouth, only groans came out, and he didn't even dare to groan loudly, mostly just humming through his nasal cavity.

After opening his mouth, fresh blood immediately flowed from the corner of his lips, though he wasn't vomiting blood; he had likely bitten his tongue by accident when his chin was struck.

"When you treat him, you'd better set his bones first; his sternum and ribs should have two fractures, and one of his thighs is dislocated."

Having no interest in continuing the mockery, Huang Tian gave a casual warning and turned to leave the playground.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he closed the door and impatiently activated the virtual screen.

Others couldn't see the virtual screen, but they could see his abnormal reactions, so he was used to checking it in private.

The interface displayed three pieces of information:

[Defeated Tang San Twice]: Without using your Martial Soul, you still defeated Tang San in a near-crushing manner, inflicting intense physical pain and psychological pressure on him, causing him to doubt his life.

Reward: Achievement Points +20,000

[Unmasking the Fraud]: You launched a soul-crushing verbal attack on Yu Xiaogang, piercing through his lies and tearing off his hypocritical mask, causing a critical blow to his heart.

Reward: Achievement Points +5,000

[Brutalizing Gangzi]: You subjected Yu Xiaogang to inhumane physical attacks, causing him immense suffering in both body and mind.

Reward: Achievement Points +30,000

[Current Achievement Points Balance]: 98192

"Good, good, good, haha, excellent."

Not only were there three rewards, one more than originally anticipated, but two of them were also larger than expected.

This single event pushed the progress past eighty percent, and with just a couple more actions, he would meet the requirements for entering the dream.

Huang Tian was overjoyed. It was worth all the effort he had put in, his hands even feeling a bit numb from all the beating.

Force is reciprocal. Fortunately, his main body's martial soul and bone structure were robust and resilient, otherwise, without protective gear, his own hands would have given out from the direct impacts.

Closing the virtual screen, Huang Tian silently pondered the system's reward patterns in his mind. If he could figure out some unwritten rules, he could be more targeted when farming achievements in the future.

Even though he defeated villains twice, and both times it was Tang San, why were the reward amounts so different?

Was it the degree of suffering inflicted?

The difference in strength between them?

Was there an audience?

While deep in thought, he suddenly heard light footsteps in the hallway outside.

A moment later, Xiao Wu pushed the door open. The instant she saw him, her face lit up with an incredibly brilliant smile, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Wow, you were so amazing just now. That Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were no match for you. I wish I could be as awesome as you."

Huang Tian immediately struck a pose like Stephen Chow, "Want to learn?

I'll teach you."

"Really?"

Xiao Wu jumped up in surprise. This rabbit always bounced around when happy and liked to act cute; it was fitting that her true form was a rabbit.

Huang Tian's expression, however, suddenly turned serious, "Of course, it's real. We're friends, after all.

But training is very tough. You have to think it through clearly, so you don't complain later."

"If you don't fear hardship, then I don't fear it."

Xiao Wu said dismissively.

Huang Tian was about to emphasize his point again when he suddenly stopped.

In the original story, she didn't seem to complain much, did she? Regardless of whether the training methods at Shrek Academy were reasonable or scientific, the intensity was quite high.