In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 119: The Clown Is Actually Me?

Fifteen minutes later, on the playground, everyone gathered, including all the instructors from the academy.

Flander introduced everyone one by one, then solemnly introduced Yu Xiaogang again before handing the floor to Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang, having already composed himself, maintained his usual stiff expression and said calmly, "I will formulate some targeted teaching strategies later. Aside from cooperation, I don't want to hear any dissenting opinions."

"I will treat everyone the same, no matter who they are."

Even if you're wrong, you still have to cooperate? Zhu Wu was speechless; he wasn't very capable, but he was quite good at pretending.

"I will rank you according to your age: number one Dai Mubai, number two Oscar, number three Tang San, number four Ma Hongjun, number five Xiao Wu, number six Long Yingtian, number seven Long Ling'er, number eight Ning Rongrong, and number nine Zhu Zhuqing."

With that, Yu Xiaogang glanced at everyone and said, "Alright, you can all disperse now. Also, we'll meet here again tomorrow. I don't want anyone to miss breakfast; otherwise, they'll have to undergo extra training."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Flanders and other mentors followed suit.

After the others had walked a little further away, Ma Hongjun turned around in surprise, "Yingtian, Ling'er, I didn't expect you to be so young."

After saying that, he chuckled and said, "Ling'er, call me Fourth Brother?"

"Sure, as long as you can beat me." Long Ling'er took Zhu Wu's arm, turned her head and smiled slightly.

"..." Ma Hongjun deflated, then waved his hand somewhat dejectedly, "Never mind then."

"By the way, does anyone want to go into the city? I finally have a day off, and I'd like to go to Soto City for a visit."

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, then looked up at the sky, pretending not to have heard.

"I'll go with you," Tang San said. "I was just thinking of going into town to find a blacksmith to have some things made."

"Ling'er, let's go back." Zhu Wu nodded slightly and pulled Long Ling'er towards the dormitory.

"I'm going back to cultivate too." Ning Rongrong glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and followed closely behind.

"Zhu Qing." Seeing that Zhu Zhu Qing was about to leave, Dai Mubai quickly spoke up.

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at him, then turned and left, saying, "I'm going back to cultivate too."

"Can't we have a proper talk?" Dai Mubai stepped forward and blocked Zhu Zhuqing's path.

"I remember you weren't like this when you were little."

Zhu Zhuqing immediately sneered, "And what about you? Were you like this when you were little? Ha, twins."

After saying that, he walked around and strode towards the dormitory.

"." Dai Mubai stood there with a wry smile on his face.

"Boss Dai, haven't you noticed that Zhu Qing has been talking to you more?" Oscar stepped forward and whispered reassuringly, "Perhaps this is a good change."

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but wonder, was Zhu Qing's words just now a reminder for me to turn over a new leaf?

"I'm going back to cultivate too."

He straightened his face and ran quickly toward Zhu Zhuqing.

Oscar was left bewildered in the wind.

The clown is actually myself?!

Dai Mubai quickly ran to Zhu Zhuqing's side, his expression firm, and whispered, "Zhuqing, I will definitely prove it to you."

One must be strong oneself to succeed. Besides his teammates and the fusion skill he forms with Zhu Zhuqing, he really needs to work harder. Only then can he have a greater chance of vying for that position. As for women, once he becomes the emperor, will he have any trouble enjoying them?

Thinking this, he quickened his pace and ran towards the back mountain, the small grove he usually used as a simulated environment for cultivation.

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, glanced in the direction Dai Mubai had gone, and continued walking forward.

Ning Rongrong, who had originally planned to slow down and wait for Zhu Zhuqing to return to her room to cultivate together, lowered her head and remained silent for a moment before quickening her pace to catch up with Zhu Wu.

In the afternoon, in a certain room.

Yu Xiaogang summoned Luo Sanpao and handed him the epimedium that Flander had bought from the pharmacy. "Sanpao, eat it."

Luo Sanpao leaned in and sniffed, then shook his head repeatedly.

Yu Xiaogang frowned immediately, his tone slightly harsher, "Three shots!"

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was angry, Luo Sanpao reluctantly opened his mouth, bit the leaf, chewed it, and then swallowed it with a pained expression.

A moment later, with a "poof," he let out a yellowish-brown, smelly fart.

"Oh my god, this smell!" Flander, who stayed behind to check the situation, quickly pinched his nose and ran out of the house.

"Come back." Yu Xiaogang gently pinched his nose to recall his martial spirit back into his body, then strode out of the house.

Before he had taken more than a few steps, he felt a slight warmth in his body, and his eyes lit up. "Could it really work?" he wondered to himself, clenching his fists.

An hour later, I experienced dry mouth and throat, constipation, and dark yellow urine.

"Xiao Gang, you're clearly suffering from internal heat," Flander concluded. "From now on, let Sanpao eat less."

Yu Xiaogang was very unwilling. If he kept eating like this, when would his Three Cannons evolve?

But when he thought of the serious consequences Zhu Wu mentioned, he had no choice but to accept reality and reluctantly agreed. His mind, however, was racing, and he thought of the medicine that the Beast Sect had given to the Dean.

If he eats herbs that can improve his aptitude, his health will probably improve, right?

The next day, Zhu Wu got up early to go for his run as usual. This time, however, Zhu Zhuqing also got up early and joined the group with Ning Rongrong. Zhu Wu didn't say much about it.

When they arrived at the canteen after finishing their training, all the other students were already there.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing follow Zhu Wu in, Dai Mubai frowned slightly.

Oscar glanced at Ning Rongrong, a hint of bitterness rising in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

Zhu Wu remained expressionless, pulled Long Ling'er to the table and sat down, while Ning Rongrong led Zhu Zhuqing to sit next to Long Ling'er.

"I've already redesigned your schedule." Seeing everyone had arrived, Yu Xiaogang spoke, his gaze sweeping coldly over them. "Tomorrow morning, I hope to see you all in the cafeteria earlier. Food needs time to digest, so you can't engage in strenuous exercise immediately. I'll prepare breakfast before dawn; if you haven't eaten within half an hour, then you don't need to eat."

So, I can't run and cultivate with Zhu Wu in the mornings anymore? Ning Rongrong couldn't help but turn her head to look at Zhu Wu.

Wouldn't that waste that precious little bit of time for soul power cultivation in the early morning? Does this so-called master even understand anything? Warm-up exercises and strenuous exercise are two different things, right? She felt that Yu Xiaogang's words were specifically meant for them to hear.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly. Ning Rongrong had just told her today that the best time for cultivation was in the morning.

Zhu Wu's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly.

Seeing that Zhu Wu remained unmoved, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also did not intend to refute him.

"Alright, hurry up and eat," Yu Xiaogang continued. "After you finish eating, take a couple of quarters of an hour to digest, and then we'll all go to the playground to assemble."

Fourteen-four minutes later, on the school playground.

Yu Xiaogang stood in the center of the playground with his hands behind his back, coldly scanning the students lined up in a row.

"I have a general understanding of your respective martial spirits and abilities. Starting today, I will conduct intensive training tailored to your individual strengths."

"Long Yingtian, step forward!"

(End of this chapter)