Daily Life of Shrek Academy Training 2

Studying at the Shrek outer courtyard was quite relaxing.

At least, that was the case for him.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, shining down on the slightly swaying little chrysanthemum.

It was the signal of dawn, and the start of a new day.

Yue Ling dragged a sleepy-eyed Gongyang Mo up, washed, and ate. Incidentally, at the instructor's request, they waited for everyone to gather for a run.

Wu Ya's strict teaching attitude also manifested at this time.

He called it: the more talented one is, the less one can slack off; jade must be carved to become perfect.

Of course, this statement was correct; after all, the plan for the day lies in the morning.

But this schedule was a misery for the lazy Gongyang Mo. During the runs, his legs felt like they were about to snap, and every time they finished, they would tremble like chopsticks.

Ma Xiaotao didn't like running; in other words, she didn't like the feeling of sweating profusely.

This left Yue Ling quite helpless, as he personally enjoyed exercising his physique.

If only there were a way to run together without sweating; running alone still felt a bit lonely.

Of course, that was impossible.

Fortunately, the instructor was relatively benevolent, only allowing them to manifest their Martial Souls when he saw someone truly unable to run anymore.

If they couldn't run when fleeing for their lives, the final result would only be death.

Yue Ling nodded in agreement.

That made sense.

In other words, this was actually a good thing.

Ever since the day she finished her dessert, Ma Xiaotao had been attending classes in Freshman Class One alongside him and Gongyang Mo.

As the saying goes, share the blessings and share the burdens.

After the run, classes followed immediately.

Theory classes were still relatively dull and tedious. They had to learn about Soul Beasts, continental humanities, the basics of Soul Guidance, Soul Skill combinations, mental training... a lot of messy things.

Yue Ling hated theory classes. Aside from learning about Soul Beasts and some basics he was interested in, he didn't listen to anything else.

Although he knew that learning more and mastering more knowledge was a good thing, he just couldn't take it in. He always felt it was a waste of time and that he might as well cultivate in secret.

But doing so would be somewhat disrespectful to the teacher, so he could only look at Ma Xiaotao while finding things to do.

However, every time, he would be glared back by her "What are you looking at!" expression.

Although they were already true friends, Yue Ling would still make her angry. This was unavoidable; who told these two people to be so similar in a certain sense?

In fact, Ma Xiaotao couldn't focus in class either.

Hehe.

Gongyang Mo was the exact opposite. He loved theoretical knowledge so much that he even secretly read it back in the dormitory. But why secretly? You would have to ask Lord Yue Ling about that.

"Want to go out and play?"

"No, I want to read."

"Hmph! Even you have rebelled...!"

"I didn't... fine, then let's play for a while..."

Looking at those innocent, wide eyes, Yue Ling sighed and gave up.

Let him read then. I'll just play by myself.

He really was a considerate, warm man. With a roommate like him, one should just be happy!

Of course, theory classes weren't held all the time; every other day was a practical combat class.

Yue Ling loved practical combat classes.

Familiarizing himself with personal combat styles, laying the foundation for team coordination, and enhancing practical experience were all in preparation for the assessments.

Ma Xiaotao also liked practical combat classes; in other words, she simply liked to fight, and she especially liked to drag Yue Ling into fights.

It was a practical combat class, after all; what kind of practical combat class would it be without fighting?

The reason she always picked him was likely because his Soul Power was high and his Soul Skills were versatile. But the two of them were always hindered by the evil fire and could never fight to their heart's content, which was very regrettable.

During their sparring, the two often couldn't enjoy themselves due to the evil fire issue.

Yue Ling's Soul Power was high, and his Soul Skills were hard to evade. Aside from someone like Ma Xiaotao who countered him, almost no one else could keep him in check.

Of course, almost.

What was astonishing was Xixi; she was truly full of hidden depths. The Lightning Leopard was worthy of being a Lightning Leopard; its speed was just too fast. There was one time even the careless Yue Ling hadn't reacted in time.

At that moment, he was full of regret and made a firm decision.

One really cannot underestimate any Soul Master.

Sure enough, people can't be taught by words, but one lesson from reality is enough.

Wouldn't you agree, Dean Yan?

At Shrek Academy.

Every day was very fulfilling. It was either class or training, training or class.

During this period, he was also courted by Dai Yueheng, but Yue Ling refused on the grounds of wanting to become stronger first.

And his good teacher, Elder Xuan, seemed to have disappeared during this time, not even coming to see him.

Hmph, next time we meet, I'll be sure to pluck out that big handful of his beard.

Besides that.

During his time as a freshman, Yue Ling often ran to the Soul Fighting District, and occasionally, when his hands itched, he would participate and achieve good results.

Because of this, he earned a title: "Dancer of Chrysanthemums."

Uh... he had been protesting for a long time, ever since the day the title spread.

The reason was that when he manifested the Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum to attack during soul fights, he would inevitably perform certain movements.

Coupled with his ethereal good looks, it looked like dancing to the others in the Soul Fighting Arena. Thus, the title spread.

But, no, he really didn't like it.

He even received Ma Xiaotao's mockery and Gongyang Mo's suspicious gaze.

"You aren't...?"

"...I am not!!!"

"Oh, oh, that's good then..."

"Good your head!"

A furious Yue Ling prepared to use his Martial Soul to shred Gongyang Mo's pajamas, but gave up under his pitiful expression.

Damn it, how could someone be able to manipulate me?

Annoyed, he prepared to take away his favorite chicken leg during dinner.

Yes, that was decided.

When he prepared to carry it out the next day, Gongyang Mo uncharacteristically added a big chicken leg to his plate.

Sigh, let's just leave it at that.

In these three months, Yue Ling did nothing but study and cultivate, play and cultivate.

Under the fully erupted medicinal power of that Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum, his Soul Power level reached thirty-six, and he was about to become a Soul Ancestor!

When he returned to Sea God Island and continued to cultivate in the sea of flowers, feeling the life force unique to the Golden Ancient Tree, he was confident his strength would advance a step further.

In his spare time, Yue Ling would also study the Hundred Flowers Record to prepare for obtaining immortal herbs.

Interestingly, just as he broke through to level thirty-six, the Hundred Flowers Record suddenly flickered. If Yue Ling hadn't had sharp eyes, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

This thing was not simple, hmm...

To test what special abilities this ancestral item had, Yue Ling gently probed it with his Soul Power... there was no reaction; this Hundred Flowers Record was just like an ordinary object. Refusing to believe it, he tried using his spiritual power and even his Martial Soul, but it still didn't work.

Yue Ling was helpless and could only set it aside for the time being, waiting for a chance to experiment later.

Next was the freshman assessment.

Gongyang Mo, Yue Ling, and Ma Xiaotao went to register with Wu Ya three days before the assessment.

They asked about the situation while they were at it.

To their surprise, people from their own class might end up fighting each other.

Hmm... that was not easy to deal with.

But the carefree Gongyang Mo told him not to worry, as the proportion of Soul Elders was still very small.

What's more, their team had three Soul Elders; how could the opponents possibly win?

Yes, three Soul Elders! Gongyang Mo gritted his teeth and took a Soul Ascension Pill, and combined with his own cultivation, he broke through to level thirty directly and, with the teacher's help, obtained his third Soul Ring!

As of now, they were already among the strongest.

Gongyang Mo was a level thirty-one Soul Elder, Ma Xiaotao was level thirty-three, and Yue Ling was level thirty-six.

It looked like they had a huge advantage, but it was best not to celebrate prematurely to avoid any mishaps.

Better safe than sorry.

He would treat every battle with caution!