"Run! Keep running! Don't you dare stop!"
At Spirit Hall Academy, Yu Xiaogang stood on the training grounds with a teaching cane in hand. The students he had just berated included Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan of the Spirit Hall Team.
Thanks to Bibi Dong's trust, Yu Xiaogang had become the headmaster of Spirit Hall Academy, and he had brought Shrek Academy's entire training regimen with him.
He could see that although Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan, and the others were less gifted than his disciple Tang San, the excellent foundations they had built in Spirit Hall since childhood still made them outstanding among their peers.
Their defeat at Su Chen's hands in the Soul Master Tournament had merely been an accident.
With his meticulous instruction, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan would absolutely be able to defeat Su Chen in three to five years.
Like a fox borrowing a tiger's might, Yu Xiaogang roared:
"You lost to Su Chen because your bodies are too weak! Only with a powerful physique can you bring out more of your Martial Soul's strength!"
"Run, all of you! Move! If you can't finish fifty laps today, you'll carry them over to tomorrow! Unless you forge your bodies through a thousand hammerings and a hundred temperings, you'll forever remain Su Chen's defeated opponents!"
Hu Liena ran until she was gasping for breath, her hair disheveled, without a trace of her usual elegance and nobility. She shot Yu Xiaogang a resentful glare, bit her lip, and snorted.
"What's gotten into my teacher? Why does she trust a level-twenty-nine good-for-nothing so much?"
"What level is he, and what level are we? What qualifies him to teach us?"
"Running, running-all he ever has us do is run! In the past six months, our physiques have barely