Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 35 Soto City Grand Arena

When Han Feng and Ning Rongrong returned, Flander was already waiting for them with Dai Mubai and six others.

Fred glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was still somewhat ashamed and indignant behind Han Feng, and then looked at Han Feng, somewhat speechless—perhaps only Han Feng, the Crown Prince's closest friend and relative, was qualified to point out Ning Rongrong's mistakes so fearlessly.

You should know that even Flander himself was somewhat resentful. If it weren't for the letter from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he wouldn't have dared to humiliate Ning Rongrong like Han Feng had!

Overall, the outcome was good. Although Han Feng's emotional intelligence was a bit low, he was right. He did manage to wake Ning Rongrong up, and it prevented any rift between her and the other students. For Dean Flander, this was the ending he most wanted to see.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School...

Even a single brick taken from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would be enough to keep Shrek Academy running for half a year!

"Ahem! Now that everyone's here, let's begin our first lesson!"

Flander coughed twice. Xiao Wu, who had been looking at Ning Rongrong with red eyes and thought that Han Feng had bullied her, and was about to settle scores with Han Feng, could only click her tongue in dissatisfaction. She walked over to Ning Rongrong, hugged her arm, and glared at Han Feng with annoyance.

Han Feng, too lazy to argue with Xiao Wu, stood next to Dai Mubai, thinking to himself, "These girls are all bound to have some issues!"

"The lesson for the eight of you this time won't be held at the academy; you'll need to go to Soto City!"

Upon hearing this, Han Feng immediately rolled his eyes!

He and Dai Mubai had just returned from Soto City, and now they had to go back?

Flander ignored the students' reactions, unfurled his wings, and flew directly towards Soto City, leaving only the order: "I want to see you all in Soto City in one hour. Anyone late will have to run ten laps around the city!"

With that, Flanders flapped his wings and flew away gracefully.

Watching Flander's retreating figure, Han Feng muttered to himself, "Those big wings... dark and ugly, not even half as good-looking as Sister Qianqian's!"

Hearing Han Feng's voice, Dai Mubai, though curious about who this so-called "Sister Qianqian" was, chuckled twice and patted Han Feng's shoulder: "Alright! Let's hurry up and set off! An hour isn't a long time, but it's not short either. If we slack off, the Dean really will make us run ten laps around Soto City!"

"Um!"

Han Feng nodded, gathered his soul power under his feet, and rushed out.

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, and after being rebuffed, he sighed helplessly and had no choice but to set off on his own, following Han Feng.

"Brother Dai, take me with you!" Oscar, with a full beard, shouted obsequiously. Dai Mubai's face darkened, and he grabbed Oscar and ran away like he was carrying luggage.

Ma Hongjun was quite dashing, his wings formed from condensed flames carrying him through the sky—though, given his rounded physique, it looked somewhat comical.

"Hmph! That guy doesn't know how to be considerate at all, Rongrong! Did he bully you again?! Tell me, and I'll ask Third Brother to teach him a lesson for you!" Xiaowu hugged Ning Rongrong and said indignantly.

Han Feng rode ahead, leaving everyone else in the dust. He didn't hear Xiao Wu's complaints behind him, but Tang San, upon hearing Xiao Wu's words, chuckled awkwardly, looking somewhat innocent.

Ning Rongrong, who was being hugged by Xiao Wu, shook her head: "No, no! He didn't bully me!"

Xiao Wu couldn't bear to see Ning Rongrong so wronged. She snorted and said with pity, "Rongrong! You're only hurting yourself like this. I think Han Feng just needs to be taught a lesson! He's a bit dim-witted; a good beating will fix that!"

"That guy has absolutely no idea what girls are thinking. Eighty percent of the time, he has no idea what's making you angry, and the remaining twenty percent of the time, he doesn't even know you're angry! I really don't understand what you like about him!"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed red, and she quickly denied it, "I don't like him at all!"

Xiao Wu chuckled, clearly not believing it at all, but still didn't press the matter: "Alright, alright! Let's go quickly then! Rongrong, you hold my and Zhu Qing's hands, we'll take you there!"

Ning Rongrong did not refuse, and took Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu's hands, but she did summon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to enhance the two women's speed and strength.

Ning Rongrong had only run ten laps, and as a support-type Soul Master, she really didn't have the energy to reach Soto City within an hour. She did want Han Feng to take her with him, but even a fool could tell that Han Feng wouldn't agree. Didn't he see that Han Feng was the first and fastest runner?

More than half an hour later, Ning Rongrong and the other two women finally arrived in Soto City. Tang San naturally followed beside Xiao Wu. At this time, Han Feng and his group of four had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Tang San and his group, Dai Mubai and the others didn't say anything, but Han Feng pouted and complained:

"You guys are so slow!"

Ning Rongrong knew Han Feng's stubborn nature and naturally wouldn't speak up. Zhu Zhuqing was even less likely to speak, but Xiao Wu was unhappy and retorted sarcastically, "Do you think everyone is as eager as you to be reincarnated?"

"You're good for nothing but eating! I'm talking about you. You're so lazy in class, no wonder your cultivation is so low!" Han Feng didn't tolerate Xiao Wu's behavior and shut her down with one sentence.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have the confidence to say that. After all, Xiao Wu was already a level 29 Great Soul Master at the age of twelve, which is quite remarkable. But compared to Han Feng's progress of level 32 at the age of twelve, she is indeed somewhat inferior. — Han Feng isn't ashamed now, isn't his golden finger something he earned through his own strength?

"Very good! You all arrived in Soto City within the allotted time!"

Just as Xiao Wu was getting angry, Flander appeared, nodded in satisfaction, and led the eight people into Soto City.

Although it was almost night, Soto City seemed to have just woken up, brightly lit and dazzling. Han Feng had seen this before. Zhu Zhuqing was aloof, and Ning Rongrong looked down on the scene. Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was extremely excited, looking left and right. Ma Hongjun and Oscar were much more lewd, their eyes never leaving the girls shopping, which drew disdain from Ning Rongrong and the other two girls.

Dai Mubai, on the other hand, maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, keeping his eyes straight ahead. Even when women tried to flirt with him, he remained unmoved. Occasionally, when he saw a few old flames, his handsome face would be filled with panic, as if he were afraid of being seen. This made Han Feng sigh, "Love really does make people stupid. It's better for me to stay away!"

Flander paid no attention to the students' varied reactions and led them straight to the center of Soto City, to the foot of the most magnificent building!

"The place where you eight will have your class today is a gathering place for combat-type Soul Masters, and it is also the most famous building in Soto City, a symbol of a city's strength—the Great Soul Arena! And the content of your lesson today is Soul Combat!" Flander said with a relaxed expression.

Although he had suspected it beforehand, Dai Mubai couldn't help but say, "Dean! They've only been at Shrek Academy for one day, and you're already making them compete in spirit battles? Isn't that...?"

Dai Mubai hesitated, but Flander knew what he wanted to say. He glanced at Dai Mubai and said matter-of-factly, "Monsters have to cultivate in their own way!"

Afterwards, Flander told Han Feng and the others the rules of the Great Soul Arena, and also told them the graduation requirements of Shrek Academy, and then told them to register on their own.

Finally, Flander reminded them, "Remember, you are here to train and to practice, not to win!"

These words were mostly directed at Tang San. If Tang San wanted to, he could probably obtain the Silver Battle Soul Badge in just two or three days using his hidden weapons!

"Ask Mu Bai for the rest!" After saying that, Flander left irresponsibly—or rather, he went to place a bet. These few little monsters, putting aside everything else, just take Han Feng alone. With his level 30 cultivation and pure soul power, he's strong enough to go toe-to-toe with Zhao Wuji under his martial soul's possession. How could he possibly lose in a two-ring Grand Soul Master arena?!

"Why!"

Dai Mubai sighed, and Han Feng, seeing this, asked, "What's wrong?"

"The dean is too strict. He made you fight in the Soul Arena on the very first day!" Dai Mubai shrugged helplessly and explained.

Xiao Wu was somewhat dismissive: "It's just a silver battle spirit badge, is it that difficult?"

Dai Mubai glanced at Xiao Wu and immediately offered his own example: "Don't make it sound so simple. Look at me, I'm only a Bronze Battle Soul Badge with three points, while Fatty is still at the Iron Battle Soul Badge!"

Tang San was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, as he knew Dai Mubai's strength: "How could this be!?"

Dai Mubai had no choice but to explain, "Didn't you hear what the Dean said? We're here for real combat, not for victory. Take Tang San and Xiao Wu, for example. You're currently level 29, so naturally you win more than you lose in the Great Soul Master Arena. But what about after you break through to Soul Master? We'll still come to fight, but then you'll be facing high-level Soul Masters of level 38 or even 39. Can you still guarantee you'll win then?"

"And how long will it take you to break through to the advanced Soul Master level?"

"That's how it is for me. When I was a Great Soul Master, I spent every day in the Great Soul Arena, and I was almost at the Silver Soul Badge level. But ever since I broke through to Soul Grandmaster, I've lost several matches in a row, and I almost developed a phobia of damage output!"

Tang San wasn't stupid; he quickly realized what was happening and felt a pang of sadness—he was already close to becoming a Soul Master!

"Isn't there a way to quickly accumulate points?" Xiao Wu asked, somewhat unwilling to give up.

"Of course!" It wasn't Dai Mubai who answered Xiao Wu, but Han Feng. As the manager of the Stan Great Soul Arena, the Great Soul Arena was like home to Han Feng!

"Besides one-on-one duels, there are also two-on-two and seven-on-seven team battles. If you're skilled enough, you can definitely find a powerful high-level Soul Master to help you rack up points, but whether the Dean will agree is another matter!"

Upon hearing Han Feng's words, Xiao Wu's face immediately lit up with a smile—with her and Tang San working together, wouldn't they be invincible in a two-on-two battle?

Seeing Xiao Wu's expression, Han Feng sneered and walked directly to a large stone pillar at the entrance of the Great Soul Arena. He said in a low voice, "I advise you not to be too relaxed. This stone pillar is engraved with the names of the Soul Masters who died in the Great Soul Arena!"

"The Great Soul Arena... is not some amusement park!"

(End of this chapter)