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After much thought, Flender could only brace himself and say, "Training needs to be gradual. Today was just a test to see what your physical fitness is like. I will naturally have a more detailed and complete course arrangement later."
"Is that so?" Ning Rongrong looked at Flender with a half-smile, saying nothing more, but instead stated indifferently, "In that case, let's do horse stance. You want to test, and this way the effect will be quicker."
"What is horse stance?" Flender said with a hint of awkwardness.
"You'll know if you do as I do," Ning Rongrong said haughtily, raising her head and standing in a standard horse stance.
Looking at Ning Rongrong's horse stance, Tang San didn't find anything unusual. The basic skills of martial arts were naturally much more helpful for Cultivation than running, but he had never taught these basics to others.
"Oscar, follow along," Flender called out, having Tang San support Dai Mubai, while he himself also squatted down. He wanted to personally feel what was so special about this movement.
"Keep your back straight, press your waist down…" Ning Rongrong said to Flender and Oscar while squatting.
At first, it was fine, but in just a short minute, Oscar's Face changed, and Flender also frowned tightly.
Time passed by second by second. In less than ten minutes, Oscar's legs trembled, and he was the first to give up and fall to the ground. In contrast, Ning Rongrong next to him remained calmly squatting.
"This horse stance is more agonizing than running," Oscar said despairingly, collapsing to the ground.
"This is just the most basic. What if you try with more weight?" Ning Rongrong said disdainfully.
Hearing Ning Rongrong say that, Oscar looked even more despondent.
It was good that Flender tried it. Upon personally experiencing it, he immediately felt the special nature of the horse stance. He now only felt as if his legs were burning.
Facing Ning Rongrong's gaze, Flender naturally couldn't be the first to stand up, and the two of them remained in a stalemate.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour…
During the waiting time, Zhu Zhuqing also tried it on the side, but only lasted less than twenty minutes.
In contrast, Ning Rongrong, as a support Spirit Master, was still persisting.
Soon, an hour passed.
Ning Rongrong's breathing began to quicken, and fine beads of sweat constantly appeared on her forehead.
Oscar, beside her, was already speechless, stunned by this scene.
"How can this Ning Rongrong squat for so long?" At this moment, Flender was completely unable to express his bitterness. Although he was strong, this was his first time doing horse stance, and he was an agility-attack system Spirit Master, so endurance was not his strong suit.
But he naturally couldn't lose Face in front of his students, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
Ning Rongong also had an unyielding personality. Even though her legs were trembling, she still gritted her teeth and persisted for another half an hour, finally collapsing to the ground from exhaustion.
Seeing Ning Rongrong finally fall, Flender breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up, saying, "The training effect of this horse stance is indeed much better than running. Little Ao, you also have to squat for an hour and a half today before you can rest."
"Ah?!" Oscar immediately let out a pig-like wail. Squatting for just over ten minutes took half his life. If he had to squat for an hour and a half, could he still walk?
"Ah what ah, train well for me. As for Ning Rongrong, you can temporarily Cultivate according to your own Cultivation method. I will arrange further courses later."
With that, Flender immediately turned and walked away. However, if one observed carefully, Flender's walking legs were clearly trembling.
"I almost made a fool of myself. This Ning Rongrong's stamina is too exaggerated. I don't know what the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is thinking, sending her, this little Buddha, to me."
Flender had a headache. After returning to his room, he immediately lay down, with a look of despair, muttering to himself, "Xiaogang, Xiaogang, when will you come? These little rascals, every single one of them is a troublemaker. I don't even know how to teach them."
"Rongrong, do you want a Sausage? I guarantee you'll recover your vitality immediately," Oscar said with a grin, sidling up to Ning Rongrong.
"You should save it for yourself," Ning Rongrong glared at Oscar. At this moment, she especially missed Ye Lingling. If she were in the Heaven Dou Royal Battle Team, Ye Lingling could have helped her with some healing.
"My Sausage tastes pretty good," Oscar said with a helpless expression.
"It tastes good, but I don't want to eat it. Didn't I tell you to do horse stance? Why aren't you hurrying to do yours?" Ning Rongrong sat up, propped on her hands.
Upon hearing horse stance, Oscar's expression immediately turned to one of wanting to cry but having no tears.
"Come on," Shi Quan raised his hand and cheered for Oscar.
"I'll take Mubai back to rest first," Tang San glanced at Shi Quan, then took Dai Mubai towards the dormitory, with Xiao Wu naturally following closely behind.
"Zhuqing, what about you?"
"Cultivate, improve my strength."
"Together?"
"Okay."
…
Soon, night fell.
The group of eight gathered again.
Dai Mubai had woken up from his lethargy, and besides his panda eyes still being a bit sore, there was no other discomfort. As for Oscar, he was sitting on the ground with his legs weak, while Ning Rongrong next to him had returned to her previous smiling, harmless appearance.
"Since everyone is almost ready, Ning Rongrong, you two stay at the Academy, and the rest of you follow."
With that, he tipped his toes off the ground and lightly shot out, heading towards the outside of the Academy.
Everyone quickly followed.
Flender consistently maintained a very fast pace.
The group soon arrived in Soto City. Soto City at night was like a city that never slept, brightly lit, with various hawking sounds endlessly, exceptionally lively.
The group looked around with various expressions.
Especially Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, who were very curious about their surroundings. In contrast, Zhu Zhuqing and Shi Quan were very silent, following behind Flender, not looking sideways. One was cold, and the other didn't even need to turn his head to see everything around him.
Soon, led by Flender, they arrived at a tea shop not far from the Great Spirit Arena and temporarily sat down.
"Dean, are we going there on the first day?" Dai Mubai's expression changed slightly.
"Nonsense. If not there, where else can I take them?"
Flender said indifferently, "Monsters naturally need a monster's Cultivation method! If we follow the usual steps, why bother coming to our Shrek Academy?"
The few people were naturally full of curiosity about Flender's words, but Shi Quan knew their destination for this trip: Soto City Great Spirit Arena.
The rules of the Great Spirit Arena were all explained in detail in the original work. Although Shi Quan had never been there, he was still very clear about them.
The others were different. Shi Quan had no mind to listen to Flender's eloquent discussion of the rules and some points to note during battle; his thoughts had already drifted to the Academy, wondering how Ning Rongrong and Oscar were doing.
He also wondered if Oscar would be able to Breakthrough to Rank 30 after tonight.
After Flender briefly explained the general situation of the Great Spirit Arena, seeing that it was almost time, the group then walked towards the Soto Great Spirit Arena.
Upon entering the Great Spirit Arena, they quickly completed their respective registrations.
"Zhuqing, one-on-one battles are not very interesting. Do you want to sign up with me for a two-on-two Spirit Elder level battle? As the saying goes, pressure creates motivation. Want to play together?"
"Two-on-two?" Zhu Zhuqing paused, a hint of Battle Intent appearing in her eyes. "Good!"
Immediately, the two came to the two-on-two registration area.
"The registration fee is ten gold coins. If you win a match, you will get a total of ten gold coins." The staff member professionally collected the fees from Shi Quan and Zhu Zhuqing. Because they had already registered their Rank. They only needed to show their Iron Spirit Master badge. No need to fill out anything else.
"Because your team's highest strength is Spirit Elder, your opponents will also be Spirit Elder-level teams. Are you sure?" The staff member looked at their badges and reminded them.
"No problem."
"Please give your team a name."
Naming? After Zhu Zhuqing and Shi Quan exchanged glances, Shi Quan was the first to speak: "How about calling it the Ghost Team? Hell Civet and Soul."
"Okay," Zhu Zhuqing nodded.
"Alright, Ghost Team, registered."
The two quickly completed their registration.
On the other side, the one-on-one battles quickly began.
Zhu Zhuqing's opponent was still Tang San, just like in the original work. As for the result, it was also the same as in the original work: she lost to Tang San. As for Shi Quan's opponent, it was a Rank 35 attack system Battle Spirit Master with a Savage Bear Martial Spirit.
The outcome of the battle goes without saying. Just by relying on the illusion of his second Spirit Ability, he completely played him around. Finally, he used the illusion to move the battle stage, and this Savage Bear Spirit Master directly fell off the battle stage, thus achieving victory.
After finishing the one-on-one battles, the two rested for a while.
The two-on-two battles then began.
Following the Spirit Master passage, they arrived at the two-on-two Great Spirit Arena.
At this moment, the host on the stage was announcing the Spirit Master teams.
"…, two-on-two, eighth match, the Berserk Team versus the Ghost Team."
"Both are attack-type Battle Spirit Masters. When the battle begins, I will use an illusion to hide your figure and share my vision. You just need to find an opportunity to attack."
Shi Quan looked at the two robust middle-aged men opposite him.
The members of the Berserk Team looked at the two young people who had entered the arena, and one of them was even blind, which made them somewhat confused. The host looked at the information in his hand and quickly said, "It seems our Ghost Team is not only young and promising but also full of confidence. Let's look forward to seeing how these two courageous young people will challenge opponents above their Rank."
The host was very good at enlivening the atmosphere on the field. The people present were clearly intrigued by the words "challenging opponents above their Rank" and immediately became lively.
"Young Geniuses?" The two middle-aged men exchanged glances, their surprise quickly dissipating. Instead of advancing, they retreated, simultaneously taking a steady step backward. At the same time, they both let out a low roar, and a dense bloody light surged forth. Blood-red fur emerged, and their already robust physiques expanded by another circle. Their thick arms hung down to the ground, and both of them transformed into a sharp-nosed, monkey-faced appearance.