The first day was just the entrance exam, there were no classes. Yang Xiong, Oscar, and Tang San were assigned to the same dormitory, while the other dormitory housed the "hook and bar" combination of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.
Looking at the two people around him, Yang Xiong felt very uncomfortable. He had lived alone since he was a child and was really not used to dormitory life, especially living with two other boys.
He had lived two lives, and the last time he stayed in a dormitory was decades ago on Earth. He felt awkward all over, especially since his cultivation was very different from others.
Oscar seemed to have a good personality and was easy to get along with. After helping the unconscious Tang San onto the bed, the two of them had a conversation.
Yang Xiong seemed to be the only one among everyone who didn't reject Oscar's sausage summoning incantation, which greatly pleased Oscar.
"Yang Xiong, we're roommates from now on. My name is Oscar, my Martial Soul is Sausage, I'm a level 29 Tool Soul Master, and my nickname is Sausage Specialist."
Yang Xiong smiled, "Hello, Oscar. My name is Yang Xiong, I'm a level 26 Battle Soul Master, my Martial Soul is my body. I hope we get along well in the same dormitory from now on."
Oscar seemed to be winking a bit, "Yang Xiong, that girl who came with you is quite pretty. You two must have a good relationship, having traveled together."
Yang Xiong shook his head, "Oscar, you're thinking too much. That's the little princess of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I wouldn't dare provoke her too much."
Oscar's face showed a hint of envy, "You actually come from the famous Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. No wonder you look a bit different from ordinary students. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the wealthiest sect on the continent."
Yang Xiong said, "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does cultivate its students well, but those of us from the sect don't have the same freedom as you."
After a brief introduction, the two of them began to meditate.
Yang Xiong had just experienced a battle with Zhao Wuji and felt it was completely different from his previous experiences.
Zhao Wuji was a Soul Saint after all, especially with a top-tier Beast Martial Soul. Among Soul Masters of the same level, he was considered one of the strongest in terms of combat power. Yang Xiong felt completely overwhelmed throughout the battle, even to the point of having almost no ability to fight back.
Even though Yang Xiong continuously used Teleportation and Rasengan, the feeling of being crushed at that level was extremely powerless. If Zhao Wuji had fought seriously, he probably wouldn't have been able to block even one move.
Especially since the difference in soul power between the two sides was too great. Even Teleportation could be sensed by him immediately, and Soul Saints could basically sense the fluctuations of soul power in the air. Low-level Soul Masters were basically nowhere to hide.
Yang Xiong felt that his offensive methods were too poor at the moment, or rather, too few. Perhaps he should study some combat techniques. Moreover, although Rasengan was powerful in combat, it consumed too much of his energy. Yang Xiong was only level 26 now, and he estimated he could only use Rasengan about four times in a battle.
Tang San woke up in the evening. Yang Xiong just exchanged a few simple words with him and didn't pay attention to other things. They weren't familiar with each other, so there wasn't much to say. Oscar, on the other hand, seemed quite friendly.
Early the next morning, after Tang San asked Oscar about Xiao Wu's whereabouts, he went out alone. Yang Xiong went out at about the same time, but only planned to exercise around the academy.
Since the Ice Fire Body Tempering, Yang Xiong felt his physical fitness had greatly improved. He carried a load of about a hundred pounds, which he basically never took off.
This hundred-pound load included four ten-pound wrist guards on his limbs and a sixty-pound chest plate. These were specially made by Yang Xiong using Deep Sea Sinking Silver, composed of countless tiny buckles, with a layer of fabric glued to the outside, like soft armor. It wouldn't affect his usual activities or rub his skin.
Although Yang Xiong meditated quietly all night, it wasn't so peaceful outside.
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi's face was a bit dark at the moment, especially since there were two people standing in front of him with equally dark faces, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
The usually calm Sword Douluo rarely showed anger, "Fengzhi, I said why do I and Old Bone have to handle such a small matter together? I didn't expect you to arrange for Rong Rong to leave and go to some Shrek Academy. Is our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's education not good enough?"
Ning Fengzhi's face was much more serious than usual, "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, it's because you spoil Rong Rong too much, that's why I let Rong Rong leave the sect to study and train. This will also be good for her future."
Sword Douluo said, "I don't see any benefits. I only know that Rong Rong, a delicate girl, will suffer outside. I'm going to bring Rong Rong back."
Ning Fengzhi quickly said, "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, you must listen to me this time. I have already written a letter to Flander, the dean of Shrek. He was one of the Golden Iron Triangle back then, so he should have a certain sense of propriety and won't let Rong Rong be truly in danger."
"Besides, Rong Rong is at a critical stage of growth now and needs to temper her character. Otherwise, how can she bear the heavy responsibility of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the future? As a father, I care about her even more, but I also have to send her out of the sect to cultivate."
Sword and Bone Douluo, who were originally full of anger, also fell silent at this moment. As top-level Soul Masters, they were also more aware of the difficulty of Ning Fengzhi controlling the sect.
At this moment, Sword Douluo suddenly spoke again, "Fengzhi, then why did you let that kid Yang Xiong go with Rong Rong? Don't think I can't guess what you're thinking. Rong Rong is still too young and is not suitable to consider such things at all. Besides, although this Yang Xiong is not bad, his talent is too poor, and it will be difficult for him to cultivate to the Titled Douluo realm in the future."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "Uncle Sword, the main reason I'm having Yang Xiong go with Rong Rong to study is because Yang Xiong is more mature and understands the importance of how to conduct himself, and he can protect Rong Rong."
"Besides, given Yang Xiong's talent and contributions to the sect, he might have even better development in the future. Rong Rong needs to personally win him over, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Rong Rong to control him in the future."
Only then did Sword Douluo let out a cold snort, "Fengzhi, no matter what, if anything happens to Rong Rong, I'll hold you accountable."
Ning Fengzhi's face was just a bitter smile, but after thinking for a moment, he spoke to Bone Douluo.
"Uncle Bone, I've already told Yang Xiong that when he returns to the sect, I'll ask Uncle Bone to take him as a disciple. Perhaps with Uncle Bone's guidance, he can go further on the path of a Soul Master in the future."
Bone Douluo also let out a cold snort, "This Yang Xiong is still too green. Whether he can become my disciple depends on his future performance, and you must pay close attention to Rong Rong's safety. If anything happens to Rong Rong, I'll also hold you accountable."
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