Chapter 50: Ning Rongrong's Blow
When Yang Xiong found Zhao Wuji, he couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji looked extremely miserable. His face was bruised and swollen, clearly injured, and these were just external injuries. It seemed that Zhao Wuji had only wanted to teach him a lesson.
Yang Xiong felt speechless. How did a simple entrance exam escalate to a bullying situation? Zhao Wuji had clearly held back the entire time, only trying to test the new students' strength.
Zhao Wuji seemed a little embarrassed and slightly angry. "Yang Xiong, isn't today your first day at the academy? Why are you coming to find me?"
Yang Xiong quickly spoke up. "Teacher Zhao, I heard that you are in charge of combat training at the academy. I wanted to ask for your guidance."
Zhao Wuji was a bit upset. "Flender should have had you all get into top shape. Your first class will be tonight, and you'll have to face combat then."
Yang Xiong smiled. "Soul Masters of the same rank no longer give me much pressure. I want to challenge someone stronger, especially someone like you, Teacher Zhao."
Zhao Wuji said, "You should think this through. I'm not in a good mood today. I feel like venting, and I may not hold back. You might get hurt, and then today's lesson could be troublesome."
Yang Xiong nodded. "Don't worry, Teacher Zhao. I won't delay the academy's lesson. Besides, I already know what the first class will be."
Zhao Wuji thought for a moment. "Alright. I also want to fight, and since you've come to me, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After some communication, the two went to the back mountain's training field for a battle.
Even though Yang Xiong gave it his all, battling with a Soul Sage like Zhao Wuji was an overwhelming experience. From start to finish, he was almost completely suppressed. By the time Yang Xiong's soul power and stamina were fully depleted, his body was covered with various injuries. He looked battered, and even his clothes were torn and ragged.
Zhao Wuji seemed to feel a bit sorry. "That's enough for today. Do you want me to get someone to treat your wounds?"
Yang Xiong collapsed onto the ground. "Thank you, Teacher Zhao. My body and martial soul are a bit special, and I have medicine with me, so it shouldn't affect tonight's class."
After speaking, Yang Xiong took out some herbs from his soul guide and took them, which helped alleviate his injuries.
Zhao Wuji shook his head. "You're really a little monster. Your combat ability is very impressive, but you're too young, and your soul power is too low."
Yang Xiong replied, "Teacher Zhao, could I request that you guide me every day?"
Zhao Wuji looked confused. "Didn't you already get a lesson today? You should know that if I accidentally don't hold back, you could end up crippled."
Yang Xiong smiled. "Thanks for your concern, Teacher Zhao. I have many recovery herbs, and I shouldn't suffer serious injuries. Besides, my martial soul is special. Only by constantly battling will it grow stronger."
"Of course, I did trouble you today. How about I treat you to a meal at a restaurant later?"
Zhao Wuji shook his head. "Teaching battle techniques is my duty at Shrek Academy. We are prohibited from having personal interests with students, so we can skip the meal."
"However, you're a strange one. While everyone else is meditating in the dorms, you focus more on physical training. Aren't you worried that your soul power will fall behind?"
Yang Xiong responded, "Thank you for your concern, Teacher Zhao. This is my personal cultivation method. It's normal to be a little different from others."
Zhao Wuji sighed and left.
Watching Zhao Wuji leave, Yang Xiong couldn't help but think that Zhao Wuji was becoming more likable. He was truly an honest person, someone who didn't pursue any personal gain.
After Zhao Wuji left, Yang Xiong went to find a water source nearby. He took out his custom iron bucket from his soul guide and soaked himself in a medicinal bath.
After every battle, especially after injuries, the medicinal bath worked wonders. Yang Xiong could even feel his body growing stronger.
At his current physical condition, he could recover quickly without the bath, but the medicinal bath seemed to stimulate his body even more, especially his martial soul.
When Yang Xiong returned to his dormitory after changing into clean clothes, Tang San was still meditating on his bed, and Oscar hadn't returned yet.
It was clear that Tang San's nose was very sensitive. "Yang Xiong, I feel like there's a medicinal smell coming from you, and what's with the injuries? Did you get into a fight with someone?"
Yang Xiong smiled. "It's nothing, Tang San. These injuries are from a battle training session I had with Teacher Zhao. I should recover quickly."
"As for the medicinal smell, I have a habit of taking medicinal baths after every battle, so don't worry about it."
Tang San seemed curious after hearing this, but since they had just met, they weren't very familiar yet. He closed his eyes and continued cultivating.
Yang Xiong then went back to his bed and began meditating.
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Soon, it was evening, and everyone gathered again on the training field.
However, Flender's face didn't look too good. "Oscar, Ning Rongrong, have you completed your twenty laps?"
Oscar replied, "Yes, Dean. I've finished."
Flender snorted coldly. "I was asking about both of you. Ning Rongrong, did you finish?"
Ning Rongrong seemed uninterested. "It's too far, and I'm too hungry. I couldn't finish."
Flender's face turned icy. "So, you went to Soto City on your own, and even walked around the commercial street in Soto City. You just got back, huh?"
Ning Rongrong was furious. "You were spying on me?"
Flender laughed angrily. "As the dean, I have to watch over your safety. You left the academy without permission and didn't complete the tasks assigned. You don't deserve to be a good Soul Master. If this were a battlefield, you would have been dealt with by military law long ago."
Ning Rongrong replied, "This is just a school, not a military camp. Besides, these are small matters."
Flender nodded. "To you, they might seem small, but to me, academy rules come above all. Now I'm giving you two choices: either pack up and leave, or prove that you're determined to stay here."
Yang Xiong looked at Ning Rongrong's face and secretly hoped she would leave, so he could leave too.
Ning Rongrong seemed incredibly angry. "You want me to leave? Flender, who do you think you are? You're just a Soul Sage!"
Everyone around was shocked by this, even Dai Mubai had a serious expression. A Soul Sage was indeed a powerful person.
Flender, however, remained calm. "That's right. I'm just a Soul Master, far from being on the same level as your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But right now, you're just a Great Soul Master. Even if you're the most talented disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, you are still far behind me. Soul Masters are compared by their soul power, not their influence. If you look down on this place, then please leave."
Flender glanced at everyone, especially at Yang Xiong. "Shrek Academy doesn't care about adding a student. Anyone who violates the academy's rules can leave."
Ning Rongrong, enraged, trembled. "Flender, you dare! I've never been spoken to like this in my life!"
Flender sneered. "What's stopping me? Shrek Academy is my domain. Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can't interfere. Your father may not dare to discipline you, but I have no such hesitation. To me, any student here is better than you. You have a powerful martial soul, but you bring shame to it."
Ning Rongrong, frustrated, shouted, "You say they're all better than me? How are they better than me?"
Flender laughed. "Dai Mubai, he broke through to Soul Respect at thirteen, with the top-tier Beast Martial Soul, the White Tiger. Do you think you can break through to Soul Respect before thirteen? Even if you're faster than him, his battle experience is far superior."
"Tang San and Xiao Wu, both of them are level 29 at twelve. They're one level higher than you, and with their resources and cultivation environment, they're far ahead of you."
"As for the others, I see them all striving to get stronger. Even if their soul power isn't as high as yours now, they'll easily surpass you in the future."
Ning Rongrong, unwilling to accept it, said, "What about Oscar and Yang Xiong? Are they better than me?"
Flender replied, "You're wrong here. Oscar is actually more talented than Dai Mubai. Have you ever seen a Food System Soul Master with full innate soul power?"
"As for Yang Xiong, although his soul power is lower than yours, his combat ability and physical condition might be the strongest among all of you, even surpassing Dai Mubai. His martial soul is unique, and he might pave a new path in the Soul Master world."
Everyone around was stunned, looking at Yang Xiong, especially Dai Mubai and Tang San. Both of them were very confident in their own combat abilities.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong seemed unable to take the blow and ran to the dormitory in tears.
Yang Xiong, watching her leave, quickly spoke up, "Dean, I'll go check on Rongrong. Please wait a moment."
Two lifetimes of being single... It's probably time to find a girlfriend.
(END CHAPTER)
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