Chapter 70: Three Months Later, a Phase of Special Training Ends

"The punishment for today will be carried out tomorrow; for now, disperse."

The sparring ends.

Master mercilessly pointed out each person's mistakes in the match, then gave the order to disperse.

Everyone a moment ago lowered their heads, a little ashamed; the next moment they instantly looked toward Xiao Xian with excitement and agitation, gradually surrounding him.

Oscar and Ning Rongrong stood still, their faces showing a malicious grin, even a faint hint of anticipation.

Tang San also stayed put, sighing helplessly in his heart, not expecting Oscar and Ning Rongrong to actually know Blowing Fire Palm.

If there are future Rankings, it will probably be even harder.

"One by one, Dai Laoda and the fat guy first."

Except Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

Only Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun remain.

Xiao Xian summoned Xiao Jue, preparing to plant soul power marks on the two simultaneously on the playground.

After the precautions and basic principles were explained clearly.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun nodded, simultaneously tearing off their clothes and bringing their left arms close to Xiao Xian.

Xiao Xian's expression remained calm, as usual rubbing a streak of purple onto Xiao Jue's sharp teeth.

"……"

"……!!!"

Xiao Xian's right hand had just been withdrawn.

In almost an instant, both bodies went limp, collapsing onto the ground, their faces contorting grotesquely.

Dai Mubai fared slightly better, barely able to stay upright; Ma Hongjun clutched his own arm tightly, rolling in agony as if unable to bear the pain.

Stifled, painful howls erupted from his throat in bursts.

Xiao Wu, seeing the scene, was suddenly startled, instinctively stepping back two paces, feeling a bit discouraged.

That looks way too painful!

Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained unchanged, her gaze even more resolute.

Oscar quickly stepped forward, handing over a Recovery Sausage, mocking Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai unabashedly.

Tang San, seeing this, hurriedly produced more Blue Silver Sugarcane and gave it to the two.

"……"

After the two barely recovered.

Xiao Xian, as usual, handed out two Water Sacs.

Waiting for a faint breeze to smoothly emanate from their palms.

Only then did Xiao Xian nod in satisfaction.

"That's about it; you two should get familiar over the next few days."

"Come on, both of you, since you're not very comfortable, follow me into the tent."

Xiao Xian glanced at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, gesturing with his hand.

Xiao Wu felt a bit regretful, glanced at Tang San, thinking, "Can I just not use Self-Created Soul Technique?"

Tang San was somewhat helpless, about to speak but stopped; in the end he said nothing, only giving an encouraging look.

Xiao Wu stamped her foot, gritted her teeth, walked to Xiao Xian's side, clinging to his arm, pleading in a delicate voice, "Brother Xian, could you be a bit gentler..."

Xiao Xian silently withdrew his hand, ignoring her.

Not long after.

Xiao Wu pouted, flung the tent open, and leapt down from the rooftop.

"Thanks, Brother Xian," Zhu Zhuqing said softly, then hurriedly followed out.

Xiao Jue kept staring at her, making her subconsciously a bit frightened.

Xiao Xian followed down, checked everyone's condition, confirmed nothing was amiss, and returned to the rooftop.

Xiao Jue lay outside the tent, basking in the sun, beginning cultivation.

Xiao Xian sat cross-legged inside the tent, circulating Xuan Tian Gong likewise, and began cultivating.

Their matters were, for the time being, concluded.

"……"

Time flew by; three months passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, the Slake members fully understood what a devil is.

Master is the devil.

They now completely understood why Xiao Xian is so strong; with such a "cruel" teacher, how could one not become strong?

Except for the biweekly Ranking Match, at other times the Shilake Seven were either in combat practice or physical training, never a moment idle.

Moreover, they would not stop until they reached their limits.

They had even grown accustomed to waking up daily in a medicinal bath.

Fulangde, though somewhat reluctant, felt much more relieved recalling Xiao Xian's past cultivation; after all, they were only a little physically exhausted.

Tang San also complained repeatedly; Master's training of him was especially strict, far stricter than for the others.

But the change was evident; his combat techniques became more proficient, and his use of Self-Created Soul Technique grew more adept.

Dai Mubai appeared stronger, like a true mountain‑tiger that had descended, his aura far fiercer; the former him still bore the flamboyant aristocrat's bearing, now completely vanished.

Ma Hongjun had lost several layers of flesh; though still plump, he now gave a sense of strength. The evil energy the Master had tormented him with had all dissipated, and he hadn't even gone to Suotuo City once.

Fulangde was pleased by this, yet also angry. He silently resolved that even if others' training ended, Ma Hongjun must continue.

His evil fire, relying on that method all day, is ultimately not a solution.

Moreover, unless he later finds a bride from the Xiangjia Sect, no one could stand him.

He still has to train more!

Oscar slimmed down, seemed far more confident, occasionally twirling his fingers slightly, toying with the breeze at his fingertips, looking very dashing.

He can now fully spar with Ma Hongjun on equal footing, and Ma Hongjun feels quite frustrated.

During these three months, Xiao Wu took a leave, saying she received a letter from home; when she returned, she had already become a Soul Elder, gaining a Thousand-Year Soul Ring that can teleport.

Everyone was shocked, and she officially became the youngest Soul Elder in Slake's history.

Fulangde laughed until his mouth wouldn't close.

When Ma Hongjun passed by him and nosily asked, Fulangde immediately glared at him in displeasure, sealed his soul power, and forced him to run away.

During this period, Xiao Wu changed hardly at all, appearing lively and happy each day.

Even in a Ranking duel against Xiao Xian, her teleportation soul skill forced Xiao Xian to reveal a hidden killer move.

The two of them both shocked everyone.

Really can hide!

Xiao Xian has become even more unfathomable in their minds.

Finally, Xiao Xian looked somewhat helpless and gave Xiao Wu a hard beating.

Tang San watched, unable to look directly.

Ning Rongrong's brows now bore a touch of confidence and vigor; she can perform distraction control, and her mastery of Self-Created Soul Technique is outstanding, progressing almost as the fastest and strongest among them.

At the same time, as a return, she also taught Xiao Xian the Qibao Liuli Sect's distraction control.

However.

After years of practicing Self-Created Soul Technique, Xiao Xian already knows a bit, having long reached the fourfold distraction control level.

Shocked, Ning Rongrong felt distraction control didn't help Xiao Xian much, and also taught him a small trick to hide martial soul.

Now, without releasing Xiao Jue, Xiao Xian can also release his own soul ring.

Unfortunately, he cannot reverse the process to hide the soul ring.

Consider it an extra trick whose usefulness is uncertain.

Zhu Zhuqing's willpower is strong; the devilish training didn't make her flinch at all. She even voluntarily asked the Master to increase intensity, slimming down further, appearing more agile, with her temperament undergoing some inexplicable change.

Even, on one night, she proactively approached Xiao Xian, asking whether he could teach her Violent Step.

For her, being able to suppress two spots of soul power turbulence simultaneously is already very difficult.

Xiao Xian told her to keep trying, and to discuss it again when she truly can.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a bit discouraged; she had mustered her courage just to come to Xiao Xian.

Unfortunately, indeed, her own soul power control level is insufficient.

However.

The next day, Dai Mubai's complexion looked odd.

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