Chapter 171: Not Even a Single Hair Was Burned

"Don't, Grandmaster! This is murder! I'll be retaliated against so miserably!"

Qin Jian let out a miserable shriek, but absolutely no one paid him any mind.

Ma Hongjun and the others rolled up their sleeves and surrounded him; seeing the situation was bad, Qin Jian hurriedly fled.

"Don't run! Take this fire of mine!"

"Entanglement! Spider Web Restraint!"

"Teleportation! Teleportation! I'm teleporting!"

"Nether Thrust!"

"Eat one of my Sausages!"

"……"

The entire playground was suddenly in chaos, with various figures darting about.

Grandmaster, who had retreated far away early on, watched this scene with a smile at the corners of his mouth.

How many precious friendships were built during such carefree, bickering times?

Because there is no ulterior motive, the expressions are the most sincere, and thus the most valuable.

"Nine Treasures Turn Out Glazed, first: Strength! Second: Speed!"

Ning Rongrong finally unleashed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the others were invigorated, thinking that Qin Jian finally couldn't escape.

But the next moment, Ma Hongjun and the others were dumbfounded: "Hey, hey, why are you buffing Qin Jian?!"

"Oops, sorry, I saw it wrong!"

Ning Rongrong said without a shred of sincerity, then continued to point her hand at Qin Jian: "Third: Soul!"

"Damn it! Ning Rongrong, you're defecting in the middle of battle!" Ma Hongjun yelled.

"Who told you all to gang up on Brother Jian? I can't bear to see it!"

Ning Rongrong's giggling appearance made Zhu Zhuqing retreat directly from the pursuit lineup; she now wished she could turn around and give Ning Rongrong a claw swipe.

Unaccountably, she had been shown up by her again...

"Everyone don't panic, look at my Mushroom Sausage!"

Seeing that Qin Jian's speed, strength, and soul power had all increased by a large margin, Oscar hurriedly distributed sausages to everyone.

Half an hour later, almost everyone was sprawled on the ground.

"Phew... Brother Jian is too good at running... phew..."

As a Food-type Spirit Master, Oscar had the greatest consumption, and he looked like he had been fished out of water.

"My fire didn't even burn a single hair, I give up, I give up, I'll call you Brother Jian from now on!" Ma Hongjun lay on the ground, saying he had no desire to live.

Grandmaster watched the few of them lying together without any grudges, his expression even more gratified, but when Tang San looked over, his face turned stern: "I am very dissatisfied with your performance today. The following is your punishment: run forward, supervise each other, do not use soul power, run from the academy to Soto City and back. Before lunch, I require you to complete ten round trips. You eat only when you finish running."

Boom.

Like a bolt from the blue, the seven people had the same expression, like eggplants beaten by frost.

"There are prepared rocks at the academy gate. Each of you carry a basket, run with weight. You must remember, you are a group. If one person does not complete the punishment, then no one gets to eat."

Grandmaster emphasized.

"Grandmaster, do I have to run too?" Qin Jian said, covering his face.

"What? You think you performed perfectly so you don't have to run?"

Grandmaster squinted at him: "Don't forget you are a team, and you are the strongest in the team. Do you want to watch your partners be punished while you rest?"

"Sigh... as expected, even a perfect performance can't escape it..."

Qin Jian muttered softly, then suddenly called out to the others: "Wait, you guys wait a moment."

Tang San, who never had any objections to Grandmaster's orders, had already run out, but at this moment he walked back with the others.

"What is it?" Tang San asked curiously.

Qin Jian smiled, beckoned for Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu to come closer, then squatted down and took out three pairs of running shoes.

"The green ones are for Rongrong, black for Zhuqing, gray for Xiao Wu. You guys hurry and change; you can't run hundreds of kilometers in high heels."

Qin Jian's gentle appearance made the three girls' hearts melt, and it also made Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar look on with awe.

"Sigh, Brother Jian spends all his thoughts on girls, there's nothing for us, let's go, let's go."

Oscar shook his head and wanted to run to the academy gate with Ma Hongjun and Tang San, but Qin Jian stopped them too: "Wait, there's some for you too."

"For us?" Ma Hongjun and the others' eyes lit up.

Then Qin Jian took seven sets of black sportswear out of his Soul Guidance Device: "Don't wear these tight outfits to run; by the end, the sweat will stick to your bodies. I prepared seven sets of sportswear beforehand; the material is the most sweat-absorbent, and you can run more comfortably."

Oscar was dumbfounded: "Brother Jian, am I the all-around support or are you?"

Although he said that, their gazes toward Qin Jian changed somewhat, becoming a bit closer.

When the seven of them returned to their rooms to change clothes and came out, they looked like a professional running team.

Watching them run comfortably toward the academy gate, Grandmaster had a stiff expression; he just wanted to say: "You can even make a game out of a running punishment, Qin Jian, are you a devil?"

When the seven of them arrived at the academy gate together, they discovered that Grandmaster's punishment for them was indeed treated differently, or rather, it had already been prepared.

In seven bamboo baskets woven from bamboo were stones of different sizes, and each basket had straps and a name written on it.

Among them, the stones in Qin Jian and Tang San's baskets were the most, Ma Hongjun's were a little less, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's were even less, and the stones in Oscar and Ning Rongrong's baskets were the fewest.

After each carried their own basket, the few were ready to run, but were called back by Qin Jian: "Wait a second, I have a few words."

After what just happened, the six were very curious about what new, novel things Qin Jian would take out.

He indeed quickly took out three hair ties and handed them to Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu: "You guys tie your hair up first, it'll be easier this way."

"How can he be so thoughtful..."

Oscar lay on Ma Hongjun's shoulder, looking like he had no desire to live: "This wall corner really can't be pried."

"You want to pry the wall corner?"

Qin Jian's gaze stared over, icy cold.

Oscar immediately stood up straight: "No, nothing! Brother Jian, you heard wrong!"

When the three of them, including Zhuqing, finished tying their hair into buns, the four boys were stunned when they looked over.

Xiao Wu was fine; she usually wore braids, so there wasn't much difference.

But after Zhuqing coiled up her hair, her originally cold appearance added a touch of allure.

Ning Rongrong had the biggest change; her long hair originally reached her waist, and she looked like a soft and cute girl, but now that she had tied up her hair, she suddenly added a bit of heroic spirit, leaving even Qin Jian dazed.

"Does it look good?"

Ning Rongrong took a step with her long legs and leaned in front of Qin Jian; an unusual charm rushed toward him, and Qin Jian's eyes went unfocused, feeling as if he had been hit by a super invincible beautiful girl's Charm attack...

Zhuqing carried a basket on her back and walked past Qin Jian, stepping on his foot as if nothing had happened.

"Ugh..."

Qin Jian immediately came to his senses; he was very glad that Zhuqing was not wearing high heels this time.

"Alright, we're ready; this is how I plan for the running method to go..."

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Thanks to book friend 【Chiyu Yu Lanni】 for the multiple tips!

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