Training Gone to the Dogs

When Third High School was founded, a special place was built alongside it.

Savage Beast Park... or rather, it could also be called Monster Prison—a place where savage beasts and demon beasts were confined.

Su Bo knew of the existence of savage beasts and demons, and he had seen them at school before, but that was all he knew. He had no idea where they came from.

At the very least, he knew there were no demon beasts on Red River Star, only spirit-type domestic fowl like Scarlet-Sky Chickens.

Whenever savage beasts or demon beasts were mentioned in class...

Wu Bin, their martial arts teacher, would always casually say, "Become a martial artist, pass the martial arts exam, or enter the seventh refinement of the Flesh Realm, and you'll naturally learn where they come from."

Teacher and student entered the park...

Su Bo's thoughts drifted...

It was said that when this park had first been built, seven or eight terrifying great demons at the Divine Ability Realm had been imprisoned inside.

And according to Wu Bin,

back when Savage Beast Park was being built, Third High School had taken plenty of grief from the City Lord's Manor. The old principal, Yue Shan, had often been dragged out and berated by the previous city lord.

Indeed, anyone who saw several great demons on their own turf that they themselves could not defeat,

especially when those great demons had been deliberately imprisoned...

would want to curse their mother!

Even now, Situ Ting still received no shortage of trouble from the City Lord's Manor.

In keeping with the tradition of the previous principal, he had captured two Divine Ability Realm great demons and locked them deep within Savage Beast Park.

It was only because Third High School truly could nurture talented students, producing pupils admitted into top martial academies every few years,

and because the merit points kept flowing in like water, that the City Lord's Manor's dissatisfaction was suppressed.

"Hisss... Roar~"

"Clang, clank-clank... BOOM!!!"

"What a huge... snake? Python? Or a flood dragon?"

Old Wu led Su Bo through Savage Beast Park. Just as they were about to leave, the lights in a cage-like glass enclosure suddenly came on.

Inside the cage was a pitch-black giant python dozens of meters long?

Its body was covered in wounds. Large patches of scales had been torn away, flesh stripped off, and stark white bones lay exposed. It weakly coiled on the ground, twitching faintly.

Dozens of iron chains wreathed in terrifying blood vitality brutally pierced through its body, locking its movements in place.

"Hiss... Roar~"

As though sensing someone watching it, the giant python? began to struggle violently, its tail frantically lashing against the ground.

Flesh and scales sprayed everywhere. Blood continually gushed from the wounds where the chains pierced its body, splattering across the floor.

Its savage, bloodthirsty roar made the chains clank loudly.

"A half-flood dragon!" Wu Bin walked up to the glass cage and looked at the bloodthirsty, ferocious beast.

"A half-flood dragon?" Su Bo took a deep breath and stared fixedly at the giant python. Sure enough, he saw a swollen lump on top of its head.

However, the lump had split open and looked somewhat withered.

"Old Wu, was it caught by the principal too?"

"Mhm~!" Wu Bin glanced at the half-flood dragon inside and casually switched off the cage lights. "It dared to devour human flesh to cultivate within human territory, so the principal caught it and brought it back."

"Scraping its bones, carving its flesh, drawing its marrow, and draining its blood is going easy on it!"

"Come on, we're about to be late..."

"Scraping its bones, carving its flesh, drawing its marrow, and draining its blood..." Su Bo looked toward the cage, now shrouded in darkness, listening to the faint, agonized hisses drifting from within.

The next moment, he suddenly thought of... the martial meals he had eaten.

The special martial meal Chef Lin had made for him yesterday... that meat had looked a little like...

Wu Bin walked ahead, but when he turned back and saw Su Bo had not followed, he called out, "What are you looking at? Even if you keep staring, you still can't beat it for now..."

"It's a big fellow at the peak of the Gang Realm!"

Su Bo shuddered violently and hurried after him.

Probably not... probably not. That great flood dragon had devoured people. The school wouldn't cut off its flesh and cook it, would they?

After passing through Savage Beast Park...

several unremarkable stone buildings appeared before Su Bo.

The stone buildings... no, rather, the faint aura emanating from the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room transformed into invisible gravity the instant Su Bo approached, crashing down upon him.

"BOOM~!!"

Even with Su Bo's battle-tempered body, he was smashed straight to the ground, lying prone and unable to move.

"Fuck..." Blood vitality roared and erupted within Su Bo. He pressed his hands against the ground, arched his body, and rose to one knee.

"Come on, Su Bo. If you can't even withstand the gravity field at the entrance to the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room, there's no way you'll endure the environment inside." Wu Bin laughed gleefully behind him.

The gravity field at the entrance of the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room could only suppress quasi-martial artists and martial artists at the Skin and Flesh Stage.

For someone like him, already at the peak of the Flesh Realm, its effect was so minor it was practically nonexistent. He had deliberately neglected to warn Su Bo about it.

He simply wanted the boy to taste the hardship he himself had once endured.

When the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room had been built, Situ Ting had used their group of old brothers-in-arms for plenty of gravity experiments.

It had been sheer agony, a living hell...

Blood vitality roared within Su Bo, surging like tides and crashing waves as it circulated through his body, resisting the invisible gravity between heaven and earth.

Strands of essence were repeatedly tempered, condensing into threads of blood vitality that merged into Su Bo's own.

In just a few minutes, deeply hidden essence within Su Bo's flesh, muscles, bones, and internal organs—essence that had been extremely difficult to draw out—began to emerge.

Essence was squeezed out, and blood vitality was tempered...

One thread, two threads, three threads... the blood vitality of a quasi-martial artist steadily grew stronger.

Su Bo's aura also became increasingly solid, faintly showing signs of breaking through his shackles and driving his blood vitality into his skin and flesh for breakthrough cleansing.

Very quickly, Su Bo suppressed that urge to break through.

He was still far from reaching his own limit!

As his essence was tempered and his blood vitality grew, the invisible aura released by the Ten-Thousand-Jun Martial Room gradually weakened. Su Bo had already straightened to his feet.

His body assumed the Baxia Coiling Dragon Stance, like Bixi bearing a mountain and Baxia crossing the sea—steady as a mountain.

Wu Bin watched from behind, clicking his tongue in amazement, his teeth even aching a little.

"Damn it, what a monster..."

"He completely withstood the gravity aura leaking from the Myriad-Weight Stone in seventeen minutes. Fuck, won't this brat surpass me before the major exam?"

"Is surpassing you that difficult?" A figure walked over from the distance.

Wu Bin's body trembled at the sound of that voice. He quickly turned around, lowered his head, and said softly, "Boss..."

The newcomer was none other than Situ Ting, principal of Third High School.

Situ Ting shot him a glance and snapped, "Don't call me Boss. You're my boss. How much longer are you going to keep dragging this out?"

"If you don't break through soon, this brat really will catch up to you."

"Soon. I'm really about to break through..." Wu Bin said with an embarrassed smile.

Among the group who had retired alongside their boss and chosen to return to teach and nurture students, he was the only one still struggling at the Flesh Realm.

All the other brothers and sisters had broken through to the Gang Realm years ago. Some had even advanced further.

Wu Bin glanced at a certain brat who had basically adapted to the gravity and was practicing his punches under its pressure, and a feeling of unease immediately rose in his heart.

Fuck, could this brat really surpass me?

Looks like I can't put this off any longer. I have to break through as soon as possible.

"It had better be..." Situ Ting snorted coldly.

"But this brat's talent really is monstrous. His Coiling Dragon Stance has actually reached minor mastery already?"

"(＃｀㉨´)凸~"

After scolding Wu Bin, Situ Ting looked at Su Bo with praise, shock, and a trace of complicated emotion in his eyes.

He himself had once been one of the students who had walked out of Martial Arts No. 3 High School.

Back then, he had first cultivated the fist stance of the Eight Mountain-Shaking Fists, then switched to the Baxia Coiling Dragon Stance before breaking through to the Gang Realm.

Naturally, he knew just how terrifyingly difficult the [Baxia Coiling Dragon Stance] was to cultivate. Even after cultivating it for so many years, he had only barely reached minor mastery.

After seeing Su Bo's stance reach minor mastery, he was practically numb.

Fuck, did my stance training go to the dogs?

"Minor mastery?" Wu Bin was completely dumbfounded.

"This talent... Heavens, fuck... Su Bo is your illegitimate son, isn't he?"