Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's naivety, I tricked her into becoming my wife.

Ye Hua glanced at Flander, thinking that the dean would be unwilling to hear this, but the owl was surprisingly calm and even nodded approvingly, which puzzled him a bit.

However, as long as it doesn't hinder his mission to save the nation, he's too lazy to investigate what others are thinking.

“Today’s training,” Ye Hua pointed to several large rocks in the corner of the square, “is just weighted running.”

“Each person chooses a stone to carry on their back and run, starting from the school gate, circling the village ten times, and finally returning here.”

"If you don't finish running before noon, you won't get lunch. I'll carry five times the amount of training to keep you company, so that no one will secretly say that I can't even meet my own training targets!"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, and gasped in shock.

Those stones were leftover scraps from when the academy built its walls; the smallest was the size of a car wheel, and the largest was as big as a horse-drawn carriage!

And they had to carry boulders weighing at least a hundred kilograms and run ten laps around the village.

"Are you crazy?!" Ma Hongjun was the first to jump up, pointing to the bandages on his face. "Look at me! You beat me up like this last night, and today you want me to run ten laps carrying a rock? You're taking revenge on me!"

"Settling a personal score?" Ye Hua said calmly. "Zhu Qing, is your injury healed?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was called out, stepped forward and answered truthfully, "Not yet, at least three more days."

Ye Hua turned to Ma Hongjun, "Her injuries haven't healed, has she said anything?"

Ma Hongjun was about to argue when his sleeve was grabbed from behind.

Tang San lowered his voice, "Fatty, stop making noise."

"Third Brother, you're helping him too?" Ma Hongjun asked incredulously.

Tang San shook his head. "No! I hate him too! But his method might actually work!"

In fact, from the moment Ye Hua proposed the "weighted running" exercise, a brilliant idea flashed through Tang San's mind.

He had seen similar training in the Tang Sect, where outer disciples carried stones up the mountain every day, and over time, their muscles, bones, and skin became far superior to those of ordinary people.

More importantly, Tang San suddenly remembered that Ye Hua's first spirit ring was a thousand years old!

At the time, Dai Laoda and Ning Rongrong both believed that Ye Hua was making up lies to deceive people.

But what if he wasn't lying? What if he truly used this to toughen his body so he could withstand the thousand-year-old soul ring?

Tang San's heart suddenly raced.

He's already messed up his first and second spirit rings, so he absolutely can't be careless with the third one!

If this method really works, if he can also improve his physical strength in this way!

His future soul ring configuration might even be stronger than Ye Hua's, at which point he will be able to trample Ye Hua underfoot at will!

Tang San glanced at Ye Hua out of the corner of his eye and sneered inwardly.

Ye Hua, do you really think we'll be grateful if you teach us the methods? Do you think teachers should be selfless?

You idiot! Don't you know that teaching your apprentice can lead to your own downfall?

True geniuses never share their trump cards with others!

Once I've thoroughly learned your tricks, I'll use your methods to surpass you and trample you underfoot. Then you'll know what it means to be trapped in your own web!

"Boss Dai, Fatty, let's find the most challenging rock to carry later!"

Ma Hongjun was skeptical, but seeing Tang San's eager eyes, he had no choice but to shut up.

"Everyone, let's choose the stones," Ye Hua said, using a rope to hoist the heaviest stone onto his back. "Don't dawdle."

Everyone gritted their teeth and made their own choices. Under the influence of the master's demeanor, even Ning Rongrong, for the first time ever, did not question anything.

Xiao Wu deftly picked out a piece with sharp edges and tied it with a strip of cloth;

Zhu Zhuqing carefully avoided the wound and secured the stone tightly behind her back;

Ning Rongrong is a support type, so she chose the smaller ones; the same applies to Oscar.

Tang San and Dai Mubai became the center of attention. Without saying a word, they took away the heaviest and largest stone besides Ye Hua, amidst Flander's gratified gaze!

"Fatty, you're still recovering from your serious injuries, so you should take the smaller one!" Dai Mubai said.

Ma Hongjun had never really trusted this law, so he breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Is everything ready?" Ye Hua took a step forward. "Let's go!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered slightly, and she picked up a stone to follow first.

Xiao Wu already trusted Ye Hua, so she didn't hesitate at all.

The students, carrying stones, staggered out of the academy gate.

Ma Hongjun was drenched in sweat after running only half a lap. The bandage on his face was soaked with sweat and stuck to the wound, causing itching and pain.

"Damn it, that lunatic!" He threw the stone on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Don't stop," Tang San's footsteps approached from behind, "If we don't finish, he'll make things difficult for us!"

Ma Hongjun was filled with resentment, but he had no choice but to struggle to his feet.

One lap, two laps, three laps—

The midday sun was scorching, burning the skin.

Just then, Tang San suddenly exclaimed.

"Boss Dai! Fatty!"

"I did it! I did it!"

"It's so hot! It's so itchy! My body is reacting!"

Chapter 41 Ning Rongrong: Ye Hua, one bowl, take it to go!

"Me too! It feels so good!"

Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

Ye Hua wasn't lying after all!

Sculpting your body really works!

Dai Mubai couldn't help but sigh, "Xiao San, you really have foresight. Although using this method to desperately hone your skills until you can absorb a thousand-year or ten-thousand-year soul ring is such a waste of potential."

"However, this method really does work to increase the absorption limit of certain spirit rings!"

Their faces were flushed, and their eyes were filled with excitement.

As long as their spirit rings reach a certain age, their strength will increase exponentially!

We'll crush Ye Hua under our feet in no time!

Tang San glanced at Ye Hua, who was circling around the girl, and sneered.

Being obsessed with women and flattering others will hardly lead to anything great; what a waste of such talent!

Once I defeat you, Xiao Wu will naturally come to me, and then you can cry!

Little did they know, it wasn't Ye Hua who revolved around the girls, but rather the girls who revolved around Ye Hua.

As for the reason, it's nothing more than not wanting to associate with them!

Ning Rongrong even cast a disgusted look at them, "These guys, they're so hot and itchy, their faces are red and they're grinning like idiots, are they talking about that kind of thing?"

“Very likely,” Xiao Wu said angrily, “telling dirty jokes in public, especially when it’s hot and itchy, it’s disgusting!”

So the women tacitly agreed to stay close to Ye Hua rather than Tang San and Dai Mubai!

At noon, when the last person dragged the stone into the square, all the trainees collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Oscar lay on his back, his arms aching so much he could barely lift them, yet he still struggled to chant the incantation, trying to get a sausage to eat.

Zhu Zhuqing's lips were pale, but she was the first among everyone to finish the whole process, even Xiao Wu was half a step behind her.

Tang San was exhausted, but he was extremely excited.

The more unique Ye Hua's training methods are, the more valuable his hidden skills are!

Ye Hua ran the entire course alone, put the boulder back in its original position, his chest heaving, and sweat dripping down his chin.

But that's all; it's still much better than others collapsing on the ground from exhaustion.

That's all for today, we'll continue tomorrow.

"Ah? Again?!" Oscar wailed. "Teacher Ye, if this keeps up, someone's going to die!"

Ye Hua glanced at him, "If you feel tired, you can reduce the intensity, but the effect won't be as good."

“Then forget it,” Oscar sighed. “I’m still a strong-willed person.”

"Oh, right, I saved some freshly grilled sausages for everyone!"

"Super Giant Sausage—"

After the incantation was finished, a sausage appeared, thick and long, emitting a meaty aroma.

"No!" Ning Rongrong interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument.

The entire square fell silent, and everyone looked at Oscar with complicated expressions.

You can sell grilled sausages, but could you please stop chanting that incantation?