Is This Your Limit, Little Punk?

Tang San's hidden weapon, which he had been certain would hit, was dodged directly by Dai Mubai.

"Where did he go?"

Tang San was startled. By all rights, at that speed, he should have been able to see everything clearly with the Purple Demon Eye.

Yet now, he could not see Dai Mubai at all.

The next instant, Tang San felt a sharp pain in his back, and the pain spread all the way to his lower abdomen.

The immense force struck Tang San, making him feel as though his internal organs had all been displaced.

The shock also made his entire body tremble.

His body slammed heavily into the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu let out a startled cry from within the crowd.

Flender moved even faster.

He rushed forward in one stride and stuffed a sugar bean into Tang San's mouth.

Only after the sugar bean's healing effect took hold did Tang San begin to feel somewhat better.

Better than nothing.

"The match is suspended!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice rang out. He stared coldly at Dai Mubai. "Dai Mubai!"

Dai Mubai shrugged. "I thought he could dodge it. Didn't expect him to be this weak."

"Is this your limit? I didn't even use my full strength."

"Cough, cough..."

Dai Mubai's words made Tang San, who was lying on the ground, convulse. He nearly coughed up blood again.

Yu Xiaogang's expression shifted darkly as he said in a deep voice, "Matches are like this. There will be many unexpected situations. Everyone should take this as a lesson."

"Alright, let's begin training."

"Teacher, how are we training?"

Flender had given Tang San a simple treatment with Soul Power. Although his injuries had not yet healed,

he was still able to do some training.

"Very simple."

Yu Xiaogang stepped aside. Behind him stood seven large baskets of stones.

"You will carry these stones and run laps around Suotuo City, training your physical fitness and willpower."

Yu Xiaogang spoke calmly.

"What? Run laps carrying stones?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with disbelief.

She had surrendered voluntarily, and her injuries were even lighter than Zhu Zhuqing's. She had barely expended any Soul Power at all.

Only the hem of her skirt was slightly dirty.

Naturally, she was dissatisfied with Yu Xiaogang's proposed training method.

Was this some kind of joke?

Running laps while carrying stones.

"Yes, Grandmaster. We're Support System Soul Masters to begin with. If we run carrying that, we'll be run to death."

Oscar spoke up as well.

Ma Hongjun complained bitterly too. "Grandmaster, this will really kill us."

"Alright, you train first. I'm going to cultivate."

Dai Mubai walked straight past Yu Xiaogang, preparing to leave with Zhu Zhuqing.

Flender had said that he did not need to take part in this portion of training.

"Boss Dai, you..."

Everyone looked at Dai Mubai's departing figure in surprise. Of course, after the surprise came envy.

Running laps while carrying stones—whoever came up with that training method was seriously out of their mind.

Come on, I'm a Soul Master.

During matches, we're supposed to bombard our opponents with soul skills.

We're not supposed to engage in Melee Combat, okay?

Still, since the Grandmaster had Flender's support, no one was in a position to say anything.

They could only envy Dai Mubai.

"Dai Mubai, are you really not training with us? This kind of training can strengthen your foundation and speed up your cultivation."

Yu Xiaogang suddenly stopped Dai Mubai and spoke.

"No."

Dai Mubai shook his head.

"You really won't join us? This method is very effective."

Yu Xiaogang repeatedly questioned Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai merely shook his head in refusal, bypassing Yu Xiaogang and preparing to leave.

"Zhu Zhuqing, your Soul Power isn't that high either. You're different from Dai Mubai. Perhaps you should still..."

Yu Xiaogang spoke, trying to persuade Zhu Zhuqing to stay.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yu Xiaogang with confusion. "Cultivating with Mubai can increase my cultivation speed. If I don't go, then what is he supposed to cultivate?"

With that, Zhu Zhuqing also walked directly around Yu Xiaogang.

For a moment, Yu Xiaogang, left standing where he was, looked rather awkward.

He could only dismiss everyone else with a cold face.

"Hurry up and carry these stones! In battle, this physical fitness will become part of your combat strength!"

Yu Xiaogang could only vent his anger on the others.

The others, intimidated by Yu Xiaogang's authority, could only carry the stones.

Ning Rongrong's eyes darted about.

She had no intention of carrying something so heavy while running around Suotuo City.

Wouldn't that make her an idiot?

Very soon, the group left the city. Once outside, Oscar eagerly trotted over to Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, if you can't carry it, I can carry it for you."

Oscar moved close to Ning Rongrong and spoke.

Although he was also a Support System Soul Master and physically weak,

he was still a Soul Elder, so he was somewhat stronger.

"No need. You can run by yourselves."

Ning Rongrong rose onto her tiptoes to take a look, then directly put down the stones on her back, turned around, and left.

"This girl..."

Tang San watched Ning Rongrong leave, deeply dissatisfied.

If she really had the ability, she should fight for special privileges like Dai Mubai.

Acting like this—daring neither to resist nor to obey—wasn't it ridiculous?

"Ah, Ning Rongrong..."

Oscar was somewhat disappointed as well.

Ning Rongrong was beautiful, but she still refused to train diligently.

The more sweat one shed in training, the less blood one would spill in future matches and battles.

"How can you slack off during training?"

Oscar shook his head.

"Ah, Boss Dai gets to Dual Cultivate. He's living it up. I want that too."

Ma Hongjun glanced toward the back mountain. At this time, if nothing unexpected happened, Boss Dai should be cultivating there...

Hearing Ma Hongjun's words seemed to provoke Tang San.

Though Dai Mubai had injured him only moments ago, he endured the pain, carried the stones on his back, gritted his teeth, and began to run.

Dai Mubai!

Dai Mubai!

Isn't he just a Soul Ancestor?

I'll definitely surpass you!

Back mountain

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were cultivating.

Although they were not running, they were training just as diligently.

They were even working harder than the others.

The Throne Succession War was an inescapable dark cloud in Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

It weighed down on her until she could barely breathe.

After all, once they failed in the Throne Succession War, they would face lifelong imprisonment.

That was no different from death.

Of course, Dai Mubai only wanted to continuously improve himself.

Come on, who wouldn't grind levels after getting a level-up system?

He was Level 43 now. As long as he cultivated another forty levels himself, he could rely on the level-up system to reach Level 100 and Become a God directly!