"T-Teacher, I accidentally fell last night, and this was how I ended up. It's nothing serious. Just arrange my training as usual," Tang San replied haltingly, his eyes darting away.
"Fell?" Grandmaster froze for a moment, clearly unconvinced, then said to Oscar, "Oscar, make two of your Recovery Big Sausages for Little San. The injuries on his face are rather serious."
"Yes, Grandmaster."
Oscar fought back his laughter. Amid his bizarre soul incantation, yellow light flashed in his hand, and a fragrant sausage appeared.
Walking up to Tang San, Oscar gave him a meaningful look and said lightly, "Tang San, eat this. My Recovery Big Sausage can reduce swelling and relieve pain."
"Boss Dai ate my Big Sausage after he came back yesterday. Look, he's almost recovered already." After saying this, Oscar revealed a strange smile and turned to look at Dai Mubai's lower abdomen.
Nodding slightly, Tang San took the sausage from Oscar and ate it without hesitation. The bruising and swelling on his face immediately subsided a little.
"All right, line up properly. After more than three months of my hellish training, your bodies have built a solid foundation. But I believe that's nowhere near enough to make you outstanding soul masters," Grandmaster said bluntly.
"So, starting today, I'll begin the second stage of your instruction. Flender told me you've already been to the Great Soul Arena. That will be the venue for this stage. There's no time limit this time. Your training will end when you obtain Silver Soul Badges."
"Not bad this time. Everyone's here." As he said this, Grandmaster glanced at Ning Rongrong, who stood at the far end of the line, and spoke coolly.
After Flender repeatedly tried to talk her around, Ning Rongrong had finally chosen to participate in Grandmaster's second stage of