Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Hello, Classmates
The next day.
Zeng Yi and Oscar were standing in an open space, with no one else around.
For the past half month, Oscar had been dragged by Zeng Yi to practice together. Of course, Zeng Yi also taught Oscar some cultivation methods.
"Oscar."
"Alright, I got it. Sausages, right?" When Oscar heard Zeng Yi calling him, his eyes seemed a bit dull and confused, devoid of energy as he responded.
For the past half month, Oscar felt like he was in hell. Compared to the Grandmaster's training, Zeng Yi's training was even more terrifying.
What Zeng Yi brought was not only physical torture but also a terrifying mental torment.
Sausages every day, ah!
Oscar felt like he was going crazy.
Because of Zeng Yi's cultivation, Oscar spent his days making sausages for him. It should have made Oscar happy that someone liked his sausages so much. But making sausages all day long, Oscar couldn't even remember how many sausages he made each day. It continued until he couldn't make another sausage, until he had no more soul power left, that Zeng Yi finally let him go.
One day was bearable, but this continued endlessly. Who could endure it!
Now, Oscar really hated his martial soul for being a sausage. It was clearly his martial soul, but now it disgusted him to see it.
Why would such a disgusting thing be his martial soul! And why could Zeng Yi eat such disgusting food so easily?
"I, your father, have a big sausage" Oscar muttered this line, which he had said countless times before, with a numb expression. A glow shimmered in his hands, and a sausage appeared in his palm.
"I didn't ask you for a sausage." Seeing Oscar's expression, Zeng Yi sighed helplessly.
It had only been half a month, and he was already tormented like this by such little training. Look at me, I've been practicing the sword for so many years, but I'm not as worn out as you. Your willpower is really lacking.
However, since Oscar had produced the sausage, Zeng Yi couldn't waste it. He walked over and casually took the sausage, happily eating it.
"We won't do this training today. Let's go find Tang San and the others," Zeng Yi said to Oscar while eating.
"Really!"
Hearing Zeng Yi say that, Oscar's melancholic eyes instantly brightened, and he became energized.
"Aren't you continuing your cultivation?" Oscar asked.
Zeng Yi shook his head and said, "I can't do it in the short term."
"Yesterday, the Grandmaster asked me to train them. After some consideration, I agreed."
After all, they were all classmates now, so Zeng Yi was willing to help out with a small task. Besides, training the main characters' team sounded interesting.
Zeng Yi and Oscar went to where the other six were training.
"Grandmaster, are you prepared?" Zeng Yi approached the Grandmaster and asked.
"The training ground you mentioned, I've already set it up. Take a look and see if it meets your requirements," the Grandmaster said to Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi looked over and saw a large empty space with many wooden stakes planted in it. The stakes were about the size of a fist, with a distance of one to two meters between each stake. The stakes varied in height, creating a bizarre scene.
"Not bad, this is exactly what I wanted," Zeng Yi said, satisfied.
"Let's start now."
"Alright."
Since Zeng Yi was prepared, the Grandmaster gathered the other students and said, "From now on, Zeng Yi will instruct and train all of you."
The Grandmaster's words made everyone look at Zeng Yi standing next to the Grandmaster with surprise.
"What? Is there a problem?" Seeing their reactions, the Grandmaster asked sternly.
The Grandmaster had carefully considered this decision. Zeng Yi was extremely powerful and experienced in battle, having traveled in the world of soul masters. He had a kind of experience that others did not possess. Moreover, Zeng Yi had a talent for training others, as evidenced by his teaching of Zhu Zhuqing.
The Grandmaster couldn't help but look at Zhu Zhuqing who was standing nearby.
The Grandmaster was aware of the special training sessions between Zhu Zhuqing and Zeng Yi at night. Flender would occasionally observe Zeng Yi to prevent him from sneaking out, but instead, he discovered Zeng Yi training Zhu Zhuqing. Flender and the Grandmaster were close friends, so how could the Grandmaster not know about this?
Under Zeng Yi's guidance, Zhu Zhuqing's strength had improved significantly. She was even able to fight on par with Xiao Wu, who was already a Soul Elder. This greatly shocked the Grandmaster.
The Grandmaster had extensive experience in teaching teamwork to students, but when it came to improving their personal strength, Zeng Yi surpassed him.
That's why the Grandmaster decided to let Zeng Yi train all the students and improve their individual combat abilities.
"No problem!" the group said in unison. Although Zeng Yi and them were about the same age, his strength surpassed theirs. The teacher should instruct the students, and since the Grandmaster said so, they had no choice but to follow. Besides, Zeng Yi was capable of teaching them.
Their eyes looked at the smiling Zeng Yi, filled with a little anticipation!
Ning Rongrong looked at Zeng Yi's faint smile and couldn't help but recall the conversation she had with Xiao Wu in the dorm last night. Her pretty face turned red.
Ugh, how could I be interested in this guy?
Ning Rongrong secretly scolded herself, feeling disgusted with her ridiculous thoughts. Then she couldn't help but glance at Zhu Zhuqing standing next to her. Zhu Zhuqing's face remained cold without any ripples.
Looking at Zeng Yi, it seemed like he had no different emotions because of Zhu Zhuqing.
Could it be that Xiao Wu and I were wrong? Maybe there's no special relationship between these two?
"Miss Ning, what are you looking at me for? Are you expressing dissatisfaction?" Zeng Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at her, calmly asking.
"Huh?"
Ning Rongrong was startled by Zeng Yi suddenly speaking and her heart pounded.
"Don't talk to me, you scoundrel!"
Seeing Ning Rongrong's reaction, Zeng Yi was a bit confused. What's going on? It seemed like I didn't offend her, right? Maybe it's just that time of the month, and her temper is moody.
The others were somewhat helpless. Ning Rongrong had always been in opposition to Zeng Yi like this, and they had gotten used to it.
"Hehe, Miss, I'll take good care of you later," Zeng Yi smiled warmly at Ning Rongrong.
Daring to speak to their instructor in such a way, it seemed like she had a stubborn bone!
Looking at Ning Rongrong, Zeng Yi hummed a few times in his heart.
Without paying her any more attention, Zeng Yi shifted his gaze to the others.
"Now that everyone is ready, let's begin the training."
As soon as Zeng Yi finished speaking, he lightly tapped his feet, leaped into the air, and flew towards the training ground filled with wooden stakes the size of a basketball court.
Landing firmly on a three-meter-high wooden stake, Zeng Yi placed his hands behind his back and stood with his legs together, his toes resting on the top of the wooden stake. He stood steadily, wearing a slight smile on his face, his gaze fixed on the seven members of Shrek.
"Today's training will be a battle on this group of wooden stakes. Remember, during the battle, your feet can only touch the wooden stakes. Once you fall to the ground, it means you've failed," Zeng Yi told the group, explaining the rules.
"Also, damaging the wooden stakes is not allowed. If you do so, it's also considered a failure."
Hearing Zeng Yi's words, the seven members were alarmed.
Standing on fists-sized wooden stakes was already a challenging test. In addition, with the size of the wooden stakes, they could only stand on one foot, which tested their balance. It was even more difficult to fight on the wooden stakes. The height of the wooden stakes varied, and the distances between them were different, increasing the difficulty of the battle.
This meant they had to constantly pay attention to their footing, calculate the position of the wooden stakes, without any distractions, or else they could easily fall to the ground.
But they also couldn't damage the wooden stakes, which was just sadistic.
Given the size of the wooden stakes and their attacks' power, it was easy to destroy the stakes. Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were fine, but it was a friendly fire for Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
Dai Mubai was a powerful assault-type Battle Spirit Master, using strong force in his attacks, which were large-scale and easily damaged the wooden stakes.
As for Ma Hongjun, it's needless to say. Flames themselves could easily ignite the wooden stakes, let alone his stronger Phoenix Flame.
This rule was practically restraining their hands and feet!
"There's also a penalty mechanism. If anyone falls from the wooden stake once, they have to run three laps around the campus carrying a hundred-pound weight using their soul power," Zeng Yi said with a friendly smile to the group.
"By the way, Oscar and Ning Rongrong will also participate!"
As soon as this was said, the expressions of the group instantly turned sour.
They thought that training under Zeng Yi might be a little easier than the Grandmaster's training. But now, they felt like the Grandmaster was the true sweetheart!
Looking at Zeng Yi's friendly smile, they felt like a demon was revealing a smile to them.
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