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

Chapter 145 The master is indeed quite skilled!

"He has already left," Yu Xiaogang said. "He will reappear once you meet his expectations."

Tang San looked lost and dejected. He nodded, took the bracelet, gently stroked it, and then bound it to his soul tool.

His expression immediately turned to surprise. He saw several soul cards inside, with very long numbers on them.

"Don't ask anything, and don't mention it to anyone. When the time is right, your father will tell you everything." Yu Xiaogang's voice came again.

"Also, mistress, you'd better find a way to conceal this bracelet to avoid attracting more covetous eyes."

Although it's unknown where Tang Hao obtained it, it's unlikely to be through legitimate channels. This can be inferred from the 1.5 million gold soul coins involved.

To avoid unnecessary trouble caused by exposure, he felt it was better to cover it up.

"Okay." Tang San nodded.

A short while later, I took my leave.

Tap tap tap, footsteps soon approached, and Flander pushed open the door and entered.

"Xiaogang, could you lend me some money?"

"With the fat man's martial soul flaw resolved, he'll be able to contribute even more in the Soul Master Competition, right?"

Yu Xiaogang naturally understood what Flander had guessed. He frowned slightly, but still said, "The money isn't with me."

"Understood." Flander understood immediately and turned to leave the room.

They quickly knocked on Tang San's door.

"Who is it?!" Xiao Wu, who was chatting with Tang San, asked casually, running quickly to the door. She opened it and poked her head out. "Dean Flander, is something the matter?"

"I have some private business with my mistress," Flander said.

"Oh, then come in."

"Dean Flander, is something the matter?" It was Tang San's voice.

"Hey mistress, could you lend me some money?" Flander said.

"Of course, Dean Flander. How much would you like to borrow?" Tang San nodded thoughtfully.

1200.

"What!?" Xiao Wu wondered if she had misheard. "Dean Flander, are you confused?"

"Where did the mistress get so much money?"

Flander ignored him, looked at Tang San, and continued, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be able to return it to you before the Soul Master Competition ends."

"Okay." Tang San nodded, lightly touched his bracelet, took out a card from his soul tool and handed it over.

"Hehe, you're the most reliable one, Xiao San!" Flander chuckled, took the money, and left.

Not long after, Xiao Wu came back and forth inside the house, looking very anxious, her voice filled with worry.

"1200 million! That's 1200 million! Mistress, if Dean Flander can't pay it back, wouldn't we be at a huge loss?"

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Evening, inside the villa.

Frandra led Ma Hongjun through the door and said politely, "Yingtian, please treat Fatty."

As he spoke, he handed over the distributed soul cards, "This is ten million."

"Okay!" Zhu Wu nodded. "However, let's make this clear beforehand. My method is to use medicine combined with a secret technique to help Hong Jun remove the evil fire mixed in with his martial soul. This process is absolutely safe, but I don't know if removing the evil fire will cause the martial soul to be downgraded."

"After all, the evil fire is originally a part of the martial soul, and removing it will always have some impact."

Flander turned to look at Ma Hongjun, "Fatty, it's up to you whether you want to get treatment or not."

Ma Hongjun looked conflicted. He glanced at Long Ling'er and the other three girls, then suddenly hardened his heart, gritted his teeth, and nodded, "Heal!"

If I don't lose this weight, how am I going to find a girlfriend in the future?

"That's ambitious!" Zhu Wu nodded, took the soul card, and stood up. "Let's go to the room."

Before long, Ma Hongjun sat cross-legged in the room, with Zhu Wu sitting behind him. Zhu Wu reached out and took out a medicinal herb.

It's necessary to put on a show. Cinnabar lotus is a cold-natured herb that counteracts dryness and heat, and it has a remarkable effect on treating fire toxicity, which can save him some effort.

"Gulp!" Looking at the herb emanating an extremely cold aura, Ma Hongjun swallowed hard. "Yingtian, you're not going to make me eat this herb, are you?"

"Otherwise what?" Zhu Wu said, "How can I get rid of it if I don't suppress the evil fire first?"

Feeling the temperature in the room drop, Flander silently took a few steps back, his eyes filled with surprise.

This was the first time he had ever seen a herb that could emit a chilling aura.

Ma Hongjun eventually ate the cinnabar lotus, and his skin quickly turned frost-like, his chubby face turned deathly pale, and he could exhale white mist every time he opened his mouth.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm freezing!" His teeth were chattering.

"Focus your mind, I'm about to begin." Zhu Wu called out, placing his palms on Ma Hongjun's back.

"So short!" This was Zhu Wu's first impression after opening the Eye of Life. It was small and short.

As he pondered, the ultimate ice erupted, the surrounding air plummeted again, and the ground around him was covered in layers of ice. Ma Hongjun was instantly transformed into an ice sculpture.

"!!?" Flander was startled and immediately retreated to the doorway.

Is this medicine really that potent? He instinctively thought that Zhu Wu had activated the medicinal properties of the herbs that Ma Hongjun had just ingested.

Before long, specks of black light began to seep from Ma Hongjun's skin within the ice sculpture, causing a faint white mist to rise in the air. Clearly, these black specks of light possessed a considerable temperature; upon contact with the ice layer on his skin, the interaction of ice and fire created the mist.

Three-quarters of an hour later, the ice melted, and Zhu Wu opened his eyes.

Ma Hongjun, who had clearly lost weight, was stiff all over, his lips were purple, and his body uncontrollably fell to the ground. Zhu Wu grabbed his shoulder and steadied him.

A beam of green light hit him directly, and the purple color on his lips quickly faded, but he didn't wake up.

"They've been frozen for too long, just carry them back and get some sleep," Zhu Wu said, getting up.

"Yingtian, thank you for your trouble." Flander nodded, quickly walked over, carried Ma Hongjun on his back, and left.

Nothing was said that night. The next day, inside the house.

"I've lost weight! I've lost weight!" Ma Hongjun was overjoyed after waking up and shouted with delight.

"You fatso, what are you yelling about so early in the morning?!" Xiao Wu shouted from outside.

Then, footsteps echoed, and a group of people poured in.

"Quick, Fatty, summon your Martial Soul and let's see!" Oscar winked.

"No problem!" Ma Hongjun puffed out his chest slightly, swaying his loose clothes to show that he had indeed lost weight.

Then, with a flick of his wrist and a cool pose, he kicked off the ground, revealing two spirit rings in succession.

At the same time, a strange creature appeared behind them, its body was red and orange, its fleshy crest on its head was constantly flaming, and its tail had many long feathers extending out.

"Pfft!" Xiao Wu choked on her breath.

"What a huge roasted chicken!" Dai Mubai's noodles twitched as he commented.

"To be honest, I think he's pretty handsome," Oscar said, offering words of comfort.

"Although it has turned into a rooster, it still looks quite fierce and imposing, with flames burning on its head."

Ma Hongjun's face flushed red, clearly understanding the change in his martial soul. The phoenix transforming into a rooster was obviously a sign of regression.

"At least the flaw in my martial soul has been resolved, so I can focus on my cultivation from now on." Flander nodded slightly.

We'll never have to pay to take the fat guy to the brothel again.

"Furthermore, although its form has changed, its fire ability remains. This alone puts it ahead of many Soul Masters."

"That's true." Oscar nodded.

Comforted, Ma Hongjun's dejected expression eased somewhat, and he then scoffed somewhat resentfully, "Do you know what it means to be a big fish in a small pond rather than a small fish in a big pond?"

"Even if my martial soul transforms into a chicken, I'm still the king of chickens, the super fighting chicken among turkeys!"

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"Alright, hurry up and eat breakfast. Intensive training starts today, so you'd better be mentally prepared," Yu Xiaogang said calmly.

Some time later, on the playground.

Yu Xiaogang explained the new training plan he had developed for each individual.

The physical fitness program remained the same, but the amount of training increased, with additional combat training in the afternoon. Yu Feng summarized the findings.

So, after the intense physical training in the morning, Yu Xiaogang started grouping the team for sparring in the afternoon, followed by a post-match summary and corrections—something he excelled at. His reasoning was sound and well-founded, and the original team members nodded in agreement.

The master is indeed quite skilled!

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the others, Yu Xiaogang stood with one hand behind his back, his expression remaining indifferent, glancing at Ma Hongjun out of the corner of his eye.

Although the martial soul's flame ability is retained and the soul skills remain unchanged, their power has been reduced by 3%.

"That's enough for today, everyone go home."

He said it casually, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)