"Yu Xiaogang." A deep voice interrupted Yu Xiaogang's thoughts.
Yu Xiaogang turned around and saw a burly man draped in a tattered black robe.
Was this guy sick? Wearing a black robe in broad daylight.
What was he putting on airs for?
"Who are you?" Yu Xiaogang raised his chin, switching into Grandmaster mode.
"Tang Hao, Clear Sky Douluo, Tang San's father." Tang Hao stepped forward, grabbed Yu Xiaogang by his clothes, and flew into the sky with him.
"Aah!"
Yu Xiaogang's screams rang out overhead.
It was not until the following afternoon that Chu Feng called everyone back to the training grounds after their day of rest.
"Zhu Zhuqing, why do we still have to train?" Ning Rongrong leaned against Zhu Zhuqing, full of complaints.
She felt she had not rested enough yet.
"Training is how we get stronger." Zhu Zhuqing rubbed Ning Rongrong's head.
She was more than willing to take part in training.
Only by improving her strength could she take charge of her own destiny.
Seeing everyone around him chatting in little groups, Tang San immediately thought of Xiao Wu.
Without Xiao Wu beside him, he always felt empty inside.
"I wonder when Xiao Wu will be back."
"Little San, quit spacing out. Boss Chu's calling you." Ma Hongjun gave Tang San a shove. Chu Feng was beckoning to him.
Tang San hurried over to Chu Feng.
"Boss Chu, what is it?"
"After training ends, come somewhere with me."
Tang San was a talent from the Tang Sect. His gift for crafting equipment could not go to waste.
"All right."
Although Tang San did not know what Chu Feng intended to have him do, he figured it would not harm him.
Besides, getting to help Chu Feng was exactly what he wanted.
Otherwise, he would not even know how to repay Chu Feng's kindness.
Chu Feng nodded, motioned for Tang San to return to the group, then stood on the platform.
Everyone quieted down and waited for Chu Feng's instructions, curious about what the next round of training would involve.
"Ahem. After this period of Martial Dao training..."
"Your physical fitness has more or less reached the required standard, so you can begin the second phase."
"This time, I'll give each of you individual special training based on your particular traits."
The main purpose of having the Shrek Seven Devils practice Martial Dao was to improve their physical fitness, laying a physical foundation for the next stage of training.
"Huh? More special training?"
"No!"
Hearing that they would be doing individual special training, Ning Rongrong and the others all began complaining.
They had only just finished Martial Dao training, then gone to acquire Soul Rings, and now they were moving straight into individual special training without a break.
Couldn't they be allowed to rest for a while?
Was Boss Chu really a training fanatic?
Watching everyone complain, Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged. He stamped his foot on the floor, signaling for silence.
"Don't worry. The special training coming up won't be that grueling."
"You may be geniuses, but each of you has your own shortcomings."
"What we need to do now is address those shortcomings. Even if we can't eliminate them completely, at least they mustn't become weaknesses."
If you don't train, how am I supposed to improve my strength?
Besides, I do believe in balancing work and rest, all right?
Didn't you already rest for a whole day yesterday?
Only after hearing Chu Feng's words did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, while also considering what shortcomings they had.
"I'll teach each of you different special Martial Dao techniques based on your shortcomings."
"You can incorporate these techniques to develop Self-Created Soul Skills suited to you."
Their previous Martial Dao training had been a general study of the fundamentals. He had not taught them any more powerful moves.
Chu Feng intended to teach them Martial Dao secret techniques tailored to the traits of each of the Shrek Seven Devils.
If they could develop Self-Created Soul Skills based on those secret techniques, that would be even better.
Chu Feng's words startled everyone slightly.
So everything they had practiced before was just the basics. No wonder those techniques were so different in their hands compared to Chu Feng's.
"Boss!" Ma Hongjun raised his hand.
"Speak."
"Then can I learn a few more? Maybe I could come up with a few more Self-Created Soul Skills."
Ma Hongjun had a wonderful idea. Since Martial Dao secret techniques were so powerful, wouldn't learning more make him stronger?
If he whipped up a hundred or so Self-Created Soul Skills, wouldn't he be invincible?
"Bite off more than you can chew, and you won't digest any of it. Master the first Martial Dao technique I teach you before talking about that."
"Of course, you can also exchange ideas with one another during training."
Chu Feng's idea was simple: combine their training methods from the original plot with Martial Dao to improve them.
"I'll go first." Dai Mubai was the first to step forward.
After noticing that his relationship with Zhu Zhuqing was gradually improving, he had begun placing even greater importance on his strength.
Since Zhu Zhuqing had appeared at Shrek Academy, those people from the Star Luo Empire would probably track her here before long.
He could no longer be a coward who ran away.
"Mm, these are yours." Chu Feng took out two secret manuals.
"Take them aside and read them first."
Dai Mubai accepted them solemnly. These were Boss Chu's exclusive secrets. They had to be formidable.
Seeing Dai Mubai receive his manuals, the others stepped forward to collect theirs one by one.
"All right, read through them yourselves first."
"I'll use these Martial Dao secret techniques to devise training methods that target your weaknesses."
If he left them to practice on their own, who knew how many years it would take them to master the techniques?
He would still have to guide them through the training himself.
Hearing this, everyone found somewhere to sit and began leafing through the secret manuals in their hands.
"'Xingyi Tiger Form Fist.' Even the name suits me." Looking at the title of the book in his hands, Dai Mubai immediately felt it was a perfect match.
"Mm, there's also 'Ground Boxing,' for practicing movement techniques."
After looking through the manuals, Dai Mubai immediately understood Chu Feng's intention.
Whenever he attacked with his Martial Soul, he only knew how to force his way through with brute strength. He lacked means of control and was not very agile either.
If an enemy had better movement techniques, he might become nothing more than a helpless target.
Xingyi Tiger Form Fist was not only highly compatible with his Martial Soul, but also gave him more techniques for using it.
Ground Boxing could make up for his cumbersome movement as a Power Attack System Soul Master.
Dai Mubai turned to look at Chu Feng. As expected of Boss Chu, to be able to write such an exquisite secret manual.
And not just one, either.
Dai Mubai was not the only one who thought so.
Once Tang San and the others opened their own manuals, they all cast admiring looks at Chu Feng.
"Boss Chu, are you even human?" Oscar could not help quipping.
"Exactly. Every single one of these would be a supreme technique in some sect if it got out."
How could the gap between people be so enormous?
They struggled even to follow the normal Soul Master system.
Yet Chu Feng could expand the Soul Master system itself.
This was absurdity's mother opening the door-absurdity had come home.
"What do you mean, I'm not human? You people just don't understand the realm of a genius."
"Once you reach my level, you'll realize that cultivating as a Soul Master is as easy as turning over your hand."
Chu Feng raised his hand and flipped it over.
Everything he had achieved was thanks entirely to his own talent and hard work.
The system?
That had only provided a tiny bit of help.