Douluo Continent: Dream Invasion, All the Beauties Become Wives

Looking at Xiao Wu's enthusiastic expression, it was clear that her desire to show off and be powerful had overcome everything, including the potentially arduous training.

Huang Tian couldn't help but imagine that the rabbit's martial spirit ability and various spirit ring skills were quite strong in terms of mechanics.

Of course, the author specially arranged the spirit rings and spirit bone skills for the protagonist, wouldn't they be incredibly powerful?

The teleportation is a rare spatial skill; the charm grants forceful control; the invincible golden body provides absolute defense; and the void can ignore enemy physical attacks and reduce energy attacks by 50%.

There is also a seventh soul skill, which, in addition to the Martial Soul True Body, can additionally create seven energy clones with 70% of the original's strength.

However, she has always been some distance from the top level of powerhouses, such as Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, and Poseidon.

The biggest reason is that the Soft Bone Rabbit, as a soul beast, is inherently deficient and its stats are not high enough.

In short, it's all show and no substance.

If I can use cultivation techniques, immortal herbs, scientific training, and other things to enhance her stats, wouldn't I have another top-tier combatant by my side?

This looks like it has great potential.

According to the script he set in his dream, he will either conquer the existing divine realm and drastically change the rules, or he will establish a new divine realm.

Your subordinates can't be too incompetent.

"Let's practice some basics for the next few days. Come on, follow my movements and I'll take you somewhere once you get used to the intensity."

Huang Tian immediately moved the coffee table to the wall, clearing a large area in the center of the room.

Then stand with your feet shoulder-width apart, lower your waist, and raise your arms horizontally.

This is a training method from my previous life, but it's something I'll have to make do with until I find a proper body-strengthening technique.

With a mature and scientific system in place, you can use different professional movements to train each skeletal muscle in depth, which is much better than just knowing how to run with stones on your back.

Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch.

Over here, Huang Tian led Xiao Wu in practicing horse stance, prison workouts, learning boxing, and practicing yoga.

On the other side, in a teacher's dormitory, Tang San helped Yu Xiaogang move slowly and carefully onto the sofa.

Even so, despite trying her best to avoid touching the injured area, she still grimaced and shed tears.

It wasn't being dramatic; the pain was so intense that my face turned pale, I broke out in a cold sweat, and I couldn't even scream; I could only groan.

In fact, Tang San was also enduring excruciating pain, no less than Gangzi.

However, he had a strong will and his killer instincts prevented others from seeing his weaknesses, so he did not reveal them, only slightly furrowing his brow.

That support-type soul power was only level 28, and his first soul ring was a white ten-year ring.

It was already quite an achievement to have managed to recover some of Gangzi's most serious injuries, such as two fractures in his chest, a head injury from a fall, and several broken ribs.

Other injuries, such as muscle contusions and skin bruising in the legs, arms, buttocks, and back, can only be treated again tomorrow morning after the soul power has fully recovered.

Tang San was the same; only his dislocated arm received treatment, while the rest of his body was temporarily treated with ointment.

After trying for a long time, I finally found a less painful position.

Tang San quickly asked the question that had been bothering him.

"Teacher, what exactly happened after I lost consciousness?"

Gangzi was prepared. As soon as he heard this, he burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. He even forced himself to endure the snot flowing into his mouth.

Anyone who saw this would think that this person was extremely wronged.

After tears streamed down his face for a long time, he finally managed to feign restraint and said with immense frustration:

"Weren't you injured? I'm heartbroken, so heartbroken that I'm a little anxious and my tone is a bit harsh."

Unexpectedly, Huang Tian either was jealous that you had such a good teacher as me, or he listened to the slander of others.

He stubbornly clung to a tiny flaw in my words, determined to argue with the teacher, insisting that I must be taught a lesson, and refused to back down no matter how much everyone tried to persuade him.

He didn't even respect the principal. When the principal kindly tried to persuade him, he threatened the principal not to interfere in his affairs.

The teacher was so persistent that he had no choice but to accept the challenge, especially with so many people watching. You know how many people in this academy are jealous of me; some became even more jealous after I took you as my disciple. In the end, he was forced to fight.

"What? Huang Tian inflicted this injury? He's just a one-ring Soul Master."

Tang San's first reaction wasn't even anger, but rather bewilderment; he was completely stunned.

A disciple who has only been in the sect for a day, essentially still in the probationary period, actually managed to severely injure a sect elder?

Sanzi's question immediately made Gangzi burst into tears again, with tears and snot streaming down his face, soaking the sofa.

Only after Tang San hurriedly apologized and expressed his irreconcilable hatred towards Huang Tian did the narration continue:

"You'll understand later just how huge the difference is between having an extra spirit ring and a ten-year spirit ring versus a hundred-year one. It's like the difference between an adult and a child."

I thought to myself, as a teacher, if a child is naughty, I can just brush him off with a little slap on the wrist to make him happy. How could I really hold a grudge against a student like that?

He had never intended to engage in a formal Soul Battle; he simply thought he would give him some pointers.

They weren't properly prepared; they just stood there without moving.

Everyone on the playground was watching. If you don't believe me, you can ask any classmate or teacher if I released even one soul skill at that time.

After the battle began, Huang Tian immediately threw out three flying spears, then rushed in front of me with a left front kick, a right whip kick, and a left jab, his movements were very flashy.

But I blocked everything, very easily. After blocking, I put my right fist on his nose, but didn't hit him.

I smiled and prepared to retract my fist, because according to the rules of the Soul Fighting Tournament, he had already lost by now.

If I put all my strength into this punch, I could break his nose in one blow.

As a result, the young man lacked martial ethics and tried to trick and ambush me, an old man in my fifties.

Huang Tian suddenly seized the opportunity to strike, delivering a heavy punch to my chin. I was careless and didn't dodge, and I was immediately stunned.

Then, taking advantage of my unconsciousness and inability to fight back, he attacked me frantically. Lacking strength, he even jumped up and used his weight and the momentum of his fall to attack my chest, causing me to suffer a severe fracture.

The teacher was filled with remorse. Had she known he was so ruthless, she would have taught him a lesson he shouldn't have been.

After Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, she pretended to cry again, secretly watching Tang San out of the corner of her eye to see his reaction.

No matter what others say, as long as this disciple can be fooled, the future is still promising, and everything else is irrelevant.

What he didn't know was that he was trying his best to deceive his disciples, doing everything he could to increase their trust and loyalty, maintain the dignity of the teacher-student relationship, and avoid making himself look too embarrassed.

On the other hand, Tang San was also worried about not having a good opportunity or clever way to properly express his loyalty to his teacher.