Chapter 80: The Only Isolated One, Suotuo Great Spirit Arena!
Chapter 80: The Only Isolated One, Suotuo Great Spirit Arena!
Shrek Academy.
Since the conflict between Ning Rongrong and Dai Mubai that day, the atmosphere of the academy had undergone some subtle changes.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun gradually formed a small group.
Whether it was training, eating, or resting, they were inseparable.
Dai Mubai, seemingly to hide his secret of being "dysfunctional," still took Ma Hongjun to the brothels of Suotuo City from time to time.
One evening.
The two of them slipped out of the academy again.
"Boss Dai, are we going to the brothel again?"
Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, a wretched smile appearing on his face.
"That Little Red girl from last time was pretty good, thin waist and long legs, hehe..."
Dai Mubai’s face darkened.
"Cut the crap."
He feigned composure, trying hard to make his voice sound the same as usual.
"If you want to go, follow me; if not, go back."
"I’m going, I’m going! Of course I’m going!" Ma Hongjun hurriedly nodded and bowed.
In his heart, he was actually a bit puzzled.
The frequency of Boss Dai going to the brothel lately was far too high.
Moreover, every time he opened a room, he would leave the girl aside, either drinking by himself or sitting in meditation to Cultivate.
How was this going for pleasure?
It seemed more like going to suffer.
However, this doubt only lasted for a moment before being washed away by his desire for beauties.
Whatever, as long as he got to play, it didn’t matter; anyway, it wasn’t his own money... The two arrived at Suotuo City’s most famous "Hundred Flowers Pavilion."
As usual, Dai Mubai opened two rooms and tossed a bag of gold coins to Ma Hongjun.
"Go play by yourself, don’t bother me."
"Alright! Thanks, Boss Dai!"
Ma Hongjun beamed with joy, clutching the money bag as he rushed into the crowd of girls.
Dai Mubai walked into his own room, closed the door, and let out a long sigh of relief.
He dismissed the girl who came forward, sat alone at the table, poured a cup of wine, and downed it in one go.
The bitter liquid slid down his throat, but it could not soothe the frustration in his heart.
"Damn it..."
He cursed in a low voice, his fist slamming hard onto the table.
The secret of being ruined weighed on his heart like a giant boulder, making it hard for him to breathe.
He didn’t dare tell anyone, not even his closest brothers.
He could only rely on frequenting brothels as a disguise to maintain his image as a "Romantic Young Master."
But how long could this disguise last?
He didn’t know... On the other side.
The small courtyard of the girls’ dormitory area was a different scene entirely.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing followed Lin Qingmo in training every day without fail.
Although the "Scientific Training Method" taught by Lin Qingmo made them complain bitterly at first, the results were substantial.
"Today we train core strength."
Lin Qingmo stood by the training field, holding a small notebook to record progress.
"Three sets of Planks, ten minutes per set. Five sets of Sit-ups, one hundred per set. Four sets of Russian Twists, fifty times per set."
Xiao Wu said with a bitter face, "A-Qing, this is too much torture, isn’t it?"
"If you want to become stronger, stop talking."
Lin Qingmo was ruthless.
"Your flexibility is already good enough, but your core strength is insufficient, leading to a lack of stability during bursts. This set of training is to fix that weakness."
Zhu Zhuqing had already silently dropped down and started her Planks.
She didn’t speak much, but she trained harder than anyone.
In just a few days, her speed and reactions had noticeably improved, making her more flexible and versatile in combat.
This made her even more convinced of Lin Qingmo’s training methods.
Ning Rongrong, who had finished her daily running task, stood by the training field and watched for a long while.
Since being advised by Lin Qingmo, she had indeed changed somewhat.
Although her innate Young Miss temper was still there.
At least she was no longer as pampered and lazy as before.
Seeing the effects of Zhu Zhuqing’s training, she finally made up her mind.
"Lin Qingmo."
She walked up to Lin Qingmo with a serious expression: "I want to become stronger too."
Lin Qingmo looked up at her: "Oh?"
"I want to hold my destiny in my own hands; I don’t want to always rely on others for protection."
Ning Rongrong bit her lip and took out a large money bag from her storage spirit tool.
"Take these ten thousand gold coins. Can you also customize a training plan for me? One suitable for a support systemSpirit Master."
Lin Qingmo raised an eyebrow.
He took the money bag, weighed it, and tucked it into his robes with satisfaction.
"Deal."
He agreed readily.
"Although support systemSpirit Masters don’t directly participate in combat, physical fitness is equally important. Endurance, reaction, and movement speed—these can save your life at critical moments."
He quickly tailored a training plan for Ning Rongrong.
The intensity was lower than that of Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, but it focused more on improving endurance and flexibility.
He also specifically added training items for dodging attacks and rapid positioning.
From then on, on the training grounds of Shrek Academy, one could often see Lin Qingmo leading the three girls in training.
Xiao Wu’s flexibility and explosive power grew stronger and stronger.
Zhu Zhuqing’s speed and reactions became fast enough to be dazzling.
Ning Rongrong’s endurance also improved significantly; running ten or eight laps no longer left her gasping for breath.
Only Tang San became the one among the Shrek Eight Monsters who was isolated by everyone.
Whether training or resting, he was always alone.
Occasionally, when he wanted to get close to Xiao Wu, he was lightly brushed off by her saying, "We have enough people."
Seeing Lin Qingmo being highly sought after by everyone, with Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong all revolving around him, the jealousy in Tang San’s heart grew wildly like poisonous weeds.
"Why?"
Why did everyone like Lin Qingmo?
Why could Lin Qingmo make a Young Miss like Ning Rongrong behave so obediently with just a few words?
Why was it that although he met Xiao Wu first, she now followed Lin Qingmo all day?
Tang San’s expression became increasingly gloomy, and the resentment in his eyes deepened.
"Teacher said it’s only because I’m not strong enough yet."
He whispered to himself, as if trying to convince himself.
"As long as I become strong enough, everyone will see my value. Lin Qingmo... just you wait."
He still had trump cards, Tang Sect Secret Techniques, and his Second Martial Soul!
...A few days later.
Flender brought the Shrek Eight Monsters to the Suotuo Great Spirit Arena.
The massive circular building stood in the center of the city, its Aura magnificent.
People were coming and going at the entrance,
including Spirit Masters, ordinary spectators, and merchants; it was incredibly lively.
The air was filled with excitement, tension, and the scent of blood—the unique scent of the Great Spirit Arena.
"From today onwards, actual combat will become your regular training program."
Flender stood at the entrance of the Great Spirit Arena, pushed up his glasses, and spoke with a serious expression.
"Here, you can display your strength to your heart’s content and accumulate combat experience."
"Every victory earns you points and gold coin rewards. Points can upgrade your Spirit Combat BadgeRank, and gold coins... well, you understand."
He specifically glanced at Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun gave a ’hehe’ laugh, rubbing his hands as his eyes began to shine.
He needed money, a lot of money.
Going to the brothel to "vent his Evil Fire" wasn’t cheap.
Boss Dai couldn’t possibly pay for him every single time.
"Alright, everyone go to the registration desk to sign up, put on uniform masks, and choose a Codename."
Flender instructed, "Remember, do not use your real names here, and do not reveal your identities. This is for your own safety."
The group nodded one after another and lined up to register.
(End of Chapter)
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