The master picked up a large bowl, scooped two ladles from the pot that was constantly emitting meat fragrance and handed it to Tang San. He then grabbed two steamed buns and two eggs from the side and placed them on a plate in front of him.
"Go ahead and eat, all of you children are growing up and need sufficient nutrition. The body is the foundation for cultivation, without a good body, how can one withstand the massive soul power? Yesterday I carefully thought about your experience after going to the Star Dou Great Forest, especially when you successfully absorbed the Man-Faced Demon Spider's Soul Ring beyond your own level. Your success was certainly related to your firm willpower, but your physical strength also played an important role. Many soul masters only focus on cultivating their own soul power and techniques, neglecting the most fundamental physical training. Perhaps it won't show in a short period of time, but in the long run, it will inevitably have a restrictive effect on further advancements."
Taking the breakfast handed over by the master, Tang San couldn't help but salivate greatly. The thick meat soup had obviously been cooked for a long time, and the diced meat was already stewed to tender perfection. There was also a faint medicinal fragrance inside, and just smelling it made Tang San's stomach growl with hunger.
The master's culinary skills were even better than imagined, the meat soup was rich and delicious, the overcooked meat almost melted in his mouth, accompanied by two steamed buns and two eggs. Since arriving at Shrek Academy, this was Tang San's first time having such a filling breakfast. A warm feeling spread from his stomach throughout his body, it was incredibly comfortable.
Tang San had just finished eating when he heard Xiao Wu's voice outside, "It smells so good, looks like we have something delicious to eat today."
Two people walked into the dining hall, aside from Xiao Wu, there was also Ning Rongrong who shared a dormitory with her. Others didn't know Master's temper, how could Xiao Wu not know? Tang San was Master's disciple, after so many years of being by his side, she had some understanding of Master as well.
"Master, hello." Little Dance bowed respectfully to the master.
The master nodded at her, but the smile he had for Tang San was gone. To be precise, very few people could see the master's smile besides Tang San.
Ning Rongrong's nose twitched, and she was pulled up by Xiao Wu. At this time, she was still a bit drowsy, but the strong meat fragrance made her gradually wake up.
The master handed each of them a bowl of meat soup, a steamed bun and an egg. Compared to Tang San's portion, it was half less. After all, girls' appetites were smaller.
"Hurry up and eat, there's more if it's not enough."
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were also tempted by the aroma of the meat soup, and they immediately started eating their breakfast.
Seeing Xiao Wu bring Ning Rongrong over, Tang San suddenly woke up. Ah, he should also call Oscar over, as he understood Master better than Xiao Wu and knew that his temper was not as calm as it seemed on the surface. Ning Fengzhi's unyielding personality made him a man of his word, extremely strong and fierce.
Thinking of this, Tang San hastily bid farewell to his master. He had to go and call Oscar over, as well as a few other people.
Thanks to Tang San's efforts, everyone got to eat this breakfast. If at the beginning a few people who were called up by Tang San still had some dissatisfaction, after eating such a sumptuous breakfast, everyone was full of praise.
Half an hour later, the bell for class rang out. The time for assembly had arrived.
The sunshine shines all over the land, bringing warmth and vitality. All things are revived in the bright sunlight. A new day has begun.
The master stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the arena, looking at the seven students lined up in front of him by age. Today, he was the only teacher who came to class. Frandel had said that all college teachers would work together with the master from today on.
The master's gaze swept over the crowd with a cold indifference, "Tomorrow at breakfast time, I hope to see you all appearing in the dining hall earlier. After eating, it takes time for digestion and cannot engage in intense exercise immediately. At dawn, I will prepare breakfast, if no one comes within half an hour, then there's no need to eat."
Master Weilun's gaze swept over the students, and he could naturally see that some people hadn't taken it in, but he didn't emphasize it again either.
"I have already understood each of your martial souls and abilities. From today on, I will carry out intensified training for all of you. Dai Mubai, step forward."
Dai Mu Bai took a step forward, the light in his evil eyes flickering. Perhaps his private life had not been very proper before, but when it came to class, he was absolutely a good student. The teacher's words were commands to him.
The master looked at Dai Mu Bai's tall stature and said: "I'll give you a task, from now on, without hurting their tendons or bones, knock them down one by one."
"Ah?" Dài Mùbái was stunned for a moment, looking at the master in surprise.
The master's face turned pale, "You have a 37-level soul power, theirs is only at most 31 levels, isn't there a problem?"
Dai Mubai turned his head to look at the crowd, and his eyes first fell on Tang San. He could ignore others, but he couldn't help being afraid of Tang San's incredibly skilled hidden weapons.
"Tang San steps forward." The master's voice sounded once again.
Tang San immediately stepped forward and stood beside Dai Mubai.
The master looked at Tang San and said: "You are not allowed to use your third soul skill or those special weapons of yours. You can start now."
"Wait a minute." It was Dai Mubai who spoke up, "Master, this isn't fair. If Tang San can't go all out, then what's the point of us fighting? His rank is already lower than mine to begin with, and if we restrict his soul skills on top of that, I'll have too great an advantage. Although Tang San's third soul ring, the Man-Faced Demon Spider, is quite powerful, I still have confidence in myself."
The master calmly said, "If he uses his third soul ring, you will have no chance. A control-type soul master is the strongest in a one-on-one battle before meeting their natural enemy. Since you asked for this, then let Tang San use his third soul ring. As partners, you also need to understand each other."
Everyone else subconsciously retreated, and the master was no exception. The power of a Soul Master above level 30 already had considerable prestige, and they couldn't control their own soul force to the extent that it could be used at will, making it easy to accidentally harm others.
Dai Mubai's evil eyes gradually turned red, although the opponent in front of him was a full six levels lower than him, but he didn't dare to be careless at all. The students of Shrek Academy were all monsters, but the only monster that really made him apprehensive was Tang San alone.
"Little three, be careful, I won't show mercy."
Tang San simply nodded and didn't say a word. He could clearly feel that Dai Mubai's muscles were completely tense, with an aura of pent-up energy like a fierce tiger about to pounce down the mountain.
A pale light suddenly burst forth from Dai Mu Bai's body, his arms stretching out to both sides at the same time, his chest puffed out, and his entire skeletal system crackling with a loud noise. His muscles instantly swelled up, causing the clothes on his body to bulge outward. The air around him seemed to have become frenzied as well.
Dai Mu Bai's martial soul White Tiger has completed its possession.
Blue light burst forth from Tang San's body, and after being modified by the Man Faced Demon Spider Soul Ring, the now finer Blue Silver Grass quietly extended outwards from beneath his feet.
Slowly raising his right hand to face the poised Dai Mubai, Tang San solemnly said: "Mubai, if you can break through my third soul skill, then you win."
Dai Mubai's eyes snapped open, and not just his, but also the other students who were watching the battle all focused their attention on Tang San. They all wanted to see what kind of powerful third soul skill Tang San would obtain after experiencing such intense pain.
Dai Mu Bai's evil eyes merged into a single pupil, without any consideration, the third soul ring on his body burst out, releasing a crystal purple light, and the third soul skill White Tiger Golden Fist exploded.
The body that had become robust with the possession of the White Tiger's Wu Soul began to swell once more, its muscles bulging exaggeratedly, its upper garments bursting apart to reveal a terrifying muscular outline. Black stripes appeared on its skin, and its tiger paws grew larger by another circle, the sharp blades popping out from them turning into bright silver color. Its entire body was shrouded in a layer of intense golden light, as if it had been plated with gold. The blood-red eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty glow, exuding an aura of dominance akin to that of the king of beasts.
At first, when Dài Mùbái first fought against Táng Sān, he relied on the White Tiger's Instantaneous Transformation to break through Táng Sān's second soul ring technique, Parasitic. This time, facing Táng Sān again, he once more used his strongest soul technique, aiming to use his sharp tiger claws to break through Táng Sān's Blue Silver Grass.
"Be careful." Tang San's Blue Silver Grass beneath his feet suddenly activated, countless vines bursting out, some flying through the air, others sliding along the ground, and others circling around from the sides, surging towards Dai Mubai from all directions.
Dai Mubai was a powerful Soul Master, and agility wasn't his strong suit. As the Blue Silver Grass approached, he didn't dodge; instead, the golden light on his body suddenly grew several times stronger, and he charged forward to meet the Blue Silver Grass head-on.
Dai Mubai took only three steps before his powerful body came to a halt. The first soul ring of the Blue Silver Grass, Bind, was activated, tightly wrapping around his body.
Dai Mu Bai subconsciously wanted to rely on his own strength to break free from the Blue Silver Grass, just like last time. However, in the instant he exerted force, he discovered something was off.
After infusing the third soul ring, the Blue Silver Grass became thinner but its toughness increased exponentially. Despite Dai Mubai using all his strength, he couldn't snap the Blue Silver Grass and instead was constricted by it, with the thinned grass digging into his muscles several inches deep.