The Terrifying Second Phase of Intensive Training

Hearing Dai Chengqian's words, Meng Yiran pointed at herself and asked with a wry smile:

"Dai Chengqian, you're not going to make me fight the Titled Douluos, are you?"

Dai Chengqian nodded and smiled.

"That's right, but don't be scared. If we're getting beaten up, all seven of us will get beaten up together.

"During this time, these two Titled Douluo seniors will each fight against our team of seven.

"Don't worry, they'll suppress their strength when they fight us.

"Our goal is to fight one person with all seven of us. As long as we last for one incense stick, we'll have succeeded."

Bai Qingyue felt a little disgruntled.

Originally, His Majesty had assigned her to protect the prince.

By now, she had practically become Dai Chengqian's nanny. A few days ago, she had been helping him find soul beasts; now, he was making her his sparring partner.

Dai Chengqian had never stood on ceremony when asking for her help.

Looking at Dai Chengqian, Bai Qingyue gave him a smile that promised trouble and said:

"Don't worry, Sixth Prince. Since you've come to me for help,

"I'll be sure to train you all properly over the coming days."

Hearing Bai Qingyue's words and seeing her strange expression, Dai Chengqian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine for some reason.

Dugu Bo also spoke with a smile.

"Don't worry, Dai boy. I'll give you all a thorough workout too."

Dugu Yan looked at Dugu Bo with a pitiful expression and pleaded:

"Grandpa, could you go easy on just me when we fight?"

"Absolutely not. Once you're in the tournament, no one will go easy on you."

Dugu Bo righteously refused his dear granddaughter's request.

Just then, Bai Qingyue stepped forward and addressed Dai Chengqian and the others:

"All right, enough chatter.

"Everyone, follow me to the Training Grounds. Today, you'll be fighting me."

Starting that day,

Dai Chengqian experienced the most painful days since his transmigration to the Douluo World.

Neither Bai Qingyue nor Dugu Bo held back in their fights.

Every time, they beat all seven of them until they could no longer get up.

Every day, he was covered in bruises, with hardly an unmarked patch left on his body.

For the first month, the seven of them could not even last a minute before being eliminated.

By the second month, as their soul power increased and their teamwork grew more practiced, they barely managed to hold out a little longer.

By the third month, they could finally just about last for half an incense stick.

After that, another task was added to their training besides fighting the Titled Douluos.

They had to go to the Star Luo Underground Death Soul Fighting Arena every night for soul fighting.

The teams that fought in that Soul Fighting Arena were all desperate outlaws who valued money more than their lives.

There were no specific rules for soul fighting there. As long as the opponent did not surrender, they could be beaten to death.

Dai Chengqian had only one goal in sending the team there to fight: to make them experience death at close quarters.

Their days changed from getting beaten up every day to getting beaten up during the day and beating others at night to vent their frustrations.

Time flew.

Three months later.

The Training Grounds.

As the incense stick at the edge of the Training Grounds burned out, Bai Qingyue's fist stopped in front of Dai Chengqian's face.

Apart from Dai Chengqian, everyone on the Training Grounds had been beaten to the ground and could no longer move.

Dai Chengqian raised his hand, poked Bai Qingyue's fist with a finger, and exclaimed excitedly:

"Qingyue Douluo, the incense stick has burned out. We won!"

Glancing at the extinguished incense, Bai Qingyue lowered her fist and said flatly:

"You little ones finally won. After these past few months, I've gotten tired of beating you up."

The girls' excited voices rang out behind Dai Chengqian.

"Aaaaaah! We finally won!!!"

"This is great! We don't have to get beaten up every day anymore!"

"I don't know why, but I kind of want to cry."

Listening to his teammates' excited voices, Dai Chengqian was just as thrilled.

These past few months had been far too difficult for him.

As the team's central pillar, he had drawn the most fire and taken the most beatings.

Fortunately, the results were good.

After these months of hellish training, Dai Chengqian had eliminated his greatest weakness: his lack of combat experience.

Meanwhile, his soul power had also broken through to level 40, and he could prepare to obtain his fourth soul ring.

The other members of the team had also made tremendous gains in soul power.

Zhu Zhuqing, Asuya, and Meng Yiran had all reached level 40, just like him.

The other three had each broken through to level 40 several months earlier.

At the time, to avoid delaying their advancement, Dai Chengqian had asked Bai Qingyue to hunt suitable soul beasts for each of them, allowing them to absorb their soul rings successfully.

Zhu Zhuyun was now level 45, the highest of them all.

Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan were slightly behind, at level 43 and level 42 respectively.

"Dai boy, the preliminaries for the continental elite soul master tournament will begin soon.

"Those of you who've reached level 40 should hurry and obtain your fourth soul rings."

Looking at Dugu Bo, who had spoken, Dai Chengqian nodded.

"We should hurry, but before we go hunting soul beasts, I have some gifts for everyone."

With that, Dai Chengqian took the soul tools he had made long ago out of his system storage.

He had prepared a set for each person and placed them in front of the others.

Dugu Bo stepped forward, looked them over curiously, and asked Dai Chengqian:

"Dai boy, what are these things?"

Bai Qingyue probed them with her spiritual power. Astonishment flashed in her eyes, and she said in surprise:

"There's soul power circulating inside these things.

"Some of the metal inside seems to be engraved with extremely complicated patterns, though I don't know what they do.

"I've never seen anything like this. Sixth Prince, what are these used for?"

Dai Chengqian gave a faint smile and said:

"These are all soul tools."

"What? Soul tools?"

Hearing Dai Chengqian's words, everyone was astonished and picked up the soul tools from the ground to examine them.

Zhu Zhuqing picked up a soul power Milk Bottle and asked in puzzlement:

"Your Highness, why is this soul tool shaped like a necklace? It's quite pretty. How do you use it?"

"Everyone, watch me. I'll explain them to you."

Dai Chengqian took out a soul power Milk Bottle and said:

"This necklace pendant is called a soul power Milk Bottle.

"Its function is simple: when we run out of soul power, it gives us an emergency refill, replenishing our soul power very quickly."

After speaking, Dai Chengqian picked up the soul power Milk Bottle and demonstrated how to use it.

After watching, everyone's eyes lit up, and they hung the Milk Bottle pendants around their necks.

Although Ye Lingling, the team's support soul master, had powerful healing abilities, she could not replenish everyone's soul power. That had been one of their team's weaknesses.

Now that they had soul tools that could replenish soul power, that weakness had vanished in an instant.

Seeing that the soul power Milk Bottles had made up for the weakness her martial soul's characteristics brought to the team, Ye Lingling was delighted.

She picked up a black box, looked at Dai Chengqian, and asked:

"What about this one? Does it replenish soul power too?"

Dai Chengqian smiled and shook his head.

"This one doesn't replenish soul power. It's an offensive soul tool called the Soul Light Ray."

Ye Lingling's eyes widened, and she asked excitedly:

"Really? This thing can actually attack?"