Stinking Maggot Tang San Wants to Take on Five at Once!

In the blink of an eye.

Ye Han suppressed the surging ecstasy in his heart.

There was no rush regarding the roulette. For now, he should settle down in Heaven Dou City first, then make plans at his leisure.

With that thought, he gathered his focus, raised his eyes toward the clouds on the horizon ahead, and quickened his pace once more.

The group swept through the wind, racing toward Heaven Dou City in a cloud of dust.

Only the rustling forest wind of the Star Dou Great Forest lingered by the lakeside for a long time.

The next morning.

Shrek Academy's training ground.

Yu Xiaogang stood in the center of the field with his hands behind his back, his expression as rigid as ever.

Before him stood Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others.

Every one of them wore thick cotton masks that looked suffocatingly heavy.

Even their gazes darted about uneasily as they kept glancing toward the corner, their feet constantly inching backward.

Tang San stood alone in the corner.

That rotten, fishy stench clung to him like gangrene.

It continuously seeped out from every inch of his body.

Even from several yards away, the wind carried it straight into their nostrils, making their eyes sting.

"Stand properly!"

Yu Xiaogang frowned and barked in a deep voice:

"Today's training will be a combat exercise!"

"You will take turns sparring with Tang San to test the results of his third Soul Ring cultivation!"

The moment those words fell, everyone's expressions darkened further.

Dai Mubai glanced sideways with his evil eyes, curling his lips in disgust as he muttered through his mask:

"Fight him? If that smell gets on us, it won't fade for two and a half days."

Oscar nodded vigorously beside him, his voice muffled by his mask: