Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's youthful innocence, 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, leaving him a little confused.

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

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

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

"If you don't finish running before noon, there's no lunch. I'll carry five times the amount of training to keep you company, so that some people won't secretly say that even I can't reach my training targets!"

The fishy tunnel was filled with a strange, pungent smell, and the air was so fresh that one could hardly breathe.

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

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

"Are you crazy?!" Ma Hongjun was the first to jump up, pointing to the bandage 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 for me!"

"Settling a personal score?" Ye Hua said calmly. "Zhu Qing, are you healed?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was called out, stepped forward and answered truthfully, "Not yet, it will take 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 also 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 stronger than ordinary people.

More importantly, Tang San suddenly remembered that Ye Hua's first soul 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 really did use this to toughen his body so he could withstand the thousand-year soul ring?

Tang San's heart suddenly raced.

He's already messed up his first and second soul 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 just because you taught us the method? Do you think teachers are supposed to be selfless?

You idiot! Don't you know how to teach your apprentice to starve the master?!

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 cocoon!

"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, choose your stones,” Ye Hua said, using a rope to hoist the heaviest stone onto his back. “Don’t dawdle.”

Under the influence of the master's demeanor, even Ning Rongrong, for the first time ever, did not question him.

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 player, so the younger ones are chosen; the same applies to the Oscars.

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, you should take the smaller one!" Dai Mubai said.

Ma Hongjun was already somewhat skeptical of this method, so he breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"Is everything ready?" Ye Hua stepped forward. "Let's go!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered slightly, and she picked up a stone and took the lead in following.

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 full of 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, take a bowl with you!

"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 thousand-year or ten-thousand-year soul rings is such a waste of potential."

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

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

As long as their soul rings age, their strength will increase like a snowball!

It's only a matter of time before we trample Ye Hua under our feet!

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

Obsessed with women and flattering others, he's destined for mediocrity and a waste of such a gift!

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 sullenly, “It’s so hot and itchy in the open, it’s disgusting!”

Therefore, even if he wanted to stay away from Tang San and Dai Mubai, he had to keep a distance from them!

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, 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, people will really 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 going to be strong.”

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

"Super-sized sausage—"

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

"No!" Ning Rongrong called out to stop her, her tone leaving no room for argument.

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

You can sell grilled sausages, but could you please not chant that incantation?

If you absolutely have to read it aloud, could you turn your back and speak more quietly?

Even though Oscar is thick-skinned, he was still embarrassed by the stares and scratched his head with a silly grin.

Fortunately, the aroma of food wafted from afar, breaking the awkward silence.

Before he could even stand up, several large food boxes floated steadily in from outside the courtyard and landed on the open space in the square.

Ning Rongrong sniffed, "What is this? It smells so good!"

Ye Hua opened the food box lid, and a rich aroma of meat wafted out.

Braised Soul Beast meat, stewed until tender, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, and a glossy, dark sauce color;

Steamed sea bass, with snow-white and tender flesh, garnished with scallions and ginger shreds;

The roasted chicken is golden brown all over, sizzling with oil, and its crispy skin and tender meat are mouthwatering.

Following closely behind was a whole pot of rice, each grain glistening and steaming hot.

Everyone stared at each other, their mouths watering.

“Eat up,” Ye Hua said, picking up his chopsticks first. “After training, it’s time to replenish our energy.”

"Teacher Ye," Oscar said, almost crying with emotion, "you're so kind!"

"How much will this cost?" Xiao Wu asked instinctively.

"It's not expensive," Ye Hua said, stuffing a piece of braised pork into his mouth. "It was Mu Bai's treat."

Dai Mubai looked up in confusion, feeling inexplicably flustered, but he couldn't show it on the spot, so he could only force a smile.

"Mu Bai, that's awesome!" Ma Hongjun gave a thumbs up.

"Mu Bai, that's great!" Oscar chimed in.

Dai Mubai was happy to flatter him and simply smiled and agreed, "You're welcome. As your boss Dai, this is the least I can do!"

Ye Hua smiled and said, "That's right, this is the money you lost to me in the bet yesterday! Boss Dai is so generous!"

Dai Mubai was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the lunchbox in his hand, his smile gradually fading away.

The fishy, ​​thick, and scorching color was like a pine tree in a pond.

Zhu Zhuqing, however, held her bowl but didn't pick up her chopsticks, glancing sideways at Ye Hua.

God knows how long it had been since she had felt this way—being guided and cared for, as if she no longer had to fight the whole world alone.

Without the constant pressure from her sister and brother-in-law, without the sordid and despicable schemes of her family, and more importantly, she found a way to become stronger!

She finally saw hope of reaching the pinnacle of her career and of escaping the fate of an arranged marriage.

【Ding--】

[Zhu Zhuqing's rescue rate +10%]

Current rescue rate: 55%

[The detection revealed that Zhu Zhuqing's hope for life was rekindling, and she was gradually gaining the strength to fight against the injustice of fate, which would greatly rewrite her tragic story of being reduced to a mere appendage and sacrifice!]