And all of this is still based on the foundation of Xiaowu's mercy. Otherwise, he wouldn't just be dislocated, although Xiaowu's soul power wasn't pure enough to shatter his entire skeleton without killing him. But the pain of full-body dislocation was even more unbearable. Even if he recovered later, it would leave behind hidden wounds.

  At this moment, a string of footsteps sounded, gradually approaching this side.

  "That old hen from the chicken coop said she's coming this way with a little girl. This guy, wouldn't he be someone who encountered some extreme goods and is eating alone?" The speaker had a very charismatic and thick voice, a standard male middle tone, if you only listened to the sound, it would probably have an irresistible attraction to women over thirty years old.

  "This guy insists on acting alone, and now he's making us come find him. Old goose, you're doing a great job leading the way today, especially with that stocking girl, just looking at her makes my mouth water." If the first voice was incredibly pleasant to listen to, then this second voice was at the other extreme, hoarse like a duck quacking, and with its lewd content, it instantly gave people a nauseating feeling like falling into a pile of flies.

  Upon hearing the two voices, Wu Lian's spirit was suddenly lifted from his half-unconscious state. Fortunately, his jawbone had not been dislocated. Summoning all his might and gathering what little soul power he could muster, he shouted loudly: "Lao E, Tian Ya, I'm over here!"

  The two voices that were chatting suddenly stopped, accompanied by a hurried footsteps, soon, two figures appeared in front of Nole.

  "You, you're not happy?" said the melodious male voice in disbelief. With the moonlight, it was clear that this person had a tall and sturdy build, with broad shoulders and a head of long hair that was slightly disheveled, but carried a hint of wildness. What caught people's attention the most were his eyes - a pair of extremely small eyes that seemed to be just a slit, making it hard to tell whether he was looking at you or not when viewed from the front. The swelling around his eyes added to the effect, making it easy for people to overlook those narrow slits. This one aspect alone completely ruined his perfect male voice.

  "What's wrong, how did you end up like this?" Another person quickly came to Wúlè's side and squatted down, although his face showed a serious expression, but his appearance was even more disheveled than Wúlè and that man with the middle-pitched voice. To put it simply, apart from his hair being somewhat normal, there wasn't much else that was normal about him.

  The whole person is thin, seemingly only bones are left, eyes are big, but the eyeballs are yellow, shining with a gloomy light. Two whiskers tremble when speaking, and the fish-tail wrinkles at the corners of the eyes can kill a class of flies at once.

  The two people who appeared in front of him looked about the same age as him, and at this time, they had already put away the smiles on their faces, looking serious.

  A scrawny, sly-looking man quickly ran his hands over her body, occasionally blurting out a couple of obscenities. His yellow eyes had already taken on a reddish hue.

  "Quite a ruthless move. Unlucky this time. Not to mention the dislocation of all four limbs, five ribs were broken and four bones were fractured. The cervical vertebrae had three misplacements and fractures, which would take several months to recover from. Most importantly, that thing on Unlucky's body has matured."

  "Ripe? Tianya, what's ripe?" The male voice known as Old Goose was taken aback.

  A scrawny little man with a wretched smile said, "Don't you smell the roasted chicken? This time the loss is too great to swallow. The bones are easy to recover, but this roasted chicken..."

  As he spoke, Tian Ya raised his right hand, and a brilliant green light flashed, a sharp blade appeared in his hand. At the same time, five soul rings appeared, one white, two yellow, and two purple. Although the soul rings were ordinary, he was indeed a genuine Soul King above level 50.

  The sharp blade in his hand was a broken blade, seemingly cut off at the waist, with a blade width of about four fingers, and from the hilt to the broken edge, it was one foot two inches long. The hilt was eight inches long, and the entire body shone with a green light. It was actually a warrior soul master who possessed an armed martial soul.

  "I'm sorry, I have to cut it off quickly, or else it will get worse." A green light flashed, and with a swift motion, something fell to the ground. What was strange was that Not Happy didn't make a sound, but tears of humiliation and resentment flowed from his eyes.

  "I want revenge, I want revenge, I want them to suffer a fate worse than death."

  The seven-day break passed quickly, and it was time to start class again. Since that day when several people secretly went out to bully the perverted uncle, several days had passed, and they gradually forgot about the matter. Except for Ma Hongjun, the others did not know that the chicken was roasted. Ma Hongjun also restrained himself a lot because of this matter, and in the following days of rest, he did not go to Soto City again. His evil fire seemed to have stopped its outbreak during intense exercise.

  After having breakfast, at the familiar school bell ringing time, Tang San and his seven people arrived on the arena on time.

  Today's sunshine is exceptionally bright, with a clear blue sky and not a cloud in sight. Although it's still early morning, the sun already feels scorching hot. The master's shadow stretches out long, his hands clasped together in front of his chest as he stands there waiting for the seven people to line up.

  "It has been three months since I started teaching you all, and with the supervision and help of all the teachers, your bodies have laid some foundation. But to become an excellent Soul Master, this is still far from enough."

  It's worth mentioning that during the previous three months of devil training, the other teachers were not idle. This was only discovered by Ma Hongjun after he once slacked off. The teachers hid in the dark corners of their training routes to supervise them. The consequence of Ma Hongjun's laziness directly led to a 50% increase in everyone's training volume within three days. The master has always implemented the method of collective punishment. One person makes a mistake, and the whole body suffers. This is the true meaning of collective punishment.

  "So, starting from today, I will be conducting the second phase of your training. According to Fran, all of you have already been to the Soto Grand Arena. That place will become your training grounds for the next period of time. This round of training has no time limit. Whenever you obtain the Silver Soul Badge, that's when the training ends. During this period, I will arrange for you to stay at the nearest inn to the Grand Arena, and everything else is self-funded. As long as you have the ability, the income you receive from the Grand Arena will be quite substantial."

  After hearing the master's words, all the students let out a sigh of relief and went to participate in the Soul Fighting Arena, which was much easier than the master's devilish training.

  "But you must remember, obtaining the Silver Soul Engineer badge is not just about winning in one-on-one battles. At the same time, you also need to obtain the team battle Silver Soul Engineer badge. You will be competing under the team name of Shrek Seven Devils. Team battles not only allow each person to earn individual points but also a team score, which is something that two-on-two battles do not have. Of course, if you want to get the title of Silver Soul Engineer faster, you can also participate in two-on-two battles on your own accord, I won't stop you. But there are a few restrictions you must remember: First, you cannot reveal your appearance or tell your opponents your names during the battle. Everything will be done under pseudonyms. Second, including Tang San himself, no one is allowed to use hidden weapons. Third, regardless of win or lose, each person must participate in at least two battles per day."

  Oscar said with some complaints: "Master, Rong Rong and I are auxiliary system soul masters, do we also have to get the Silver Soul Badge?"

  "Or," said the master calmly, "you can choose to train as you did before until someone else gets the Silver Soul Badge."

  "Hmm... Master, I suddenly realized that your decision to have us head to the Arena of Fighting Souls for a trial to improve our actual combat experience was so brilliant. Let's just forget what I said earlier."

  Ning Rongrong had also wanted to ask the same question, but seeing Oscar choke back his words, she secretly rejoiced and couldn't help but laugh quietly to herself.

  The master was always swift and decisive, letting all the students simply pack their bags and immediately take them to Soto College. Also traveling with them were old acquaintances of the students, the college's two former deans, Four-eyed Cat Eagle Frande and Immovable Bright King Zhao Wujie. The other three teachers stayed behind at the college.

  Flanders couldn't help but secretly admire the Master's decision. The apprentices moved to Soto City, where they paid for their own food and lodging expenses. As a result, the Academy was no longer under pressure from agents, and Flanders, Zhao Wuji, and the Master could live in his shop. Every day, he could still supervise the apprentices' progress in actual combat.

  The Soul Master's trials were all held at night, and the group arrived in Soto City and first chose an ordinary hotel near the Soul Master's arena to stay. Due to its proximity to the Soul Master's arena, although it was ordinary, the room rate was twice as expensive as other places. Of course, for the seven apprentices with a monthly income of at least ten gold coins, or even hundreds of gold coins, this was not a burden. After all, there were not many extremely expensive places like the Rose Hotel.

  After arranging for the disciples to settle down, the master called the seven of them into Tang San's room.

  "Now you can freely form combinations to decide which Soul Duel to participate in. The Grand Soul Arena usually starts with one-on-one and two-on-two duels, while the team battle, although separate from the first two, starts later but is also a thrilling fight that attracts many spectators. Staggering the timing also allows for more ticket sales. Every day, you must participate in one team battle, and the other can be freely chosen. If you're willing to participate in three battles, I won't object, as long as you have a good grasp of your own Soul Power."