He regretted that he was not a water attribute soul, so he could never learn this skill. If he could master it, how much admiration would he receive when he went out?

Just thinking about it made him a little excited.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Xiao Wu all took the bubbles and straws without hesitation and began to replenish their water.

As for Tang San, he was very stubborn and refused to pick up a bubble.

"A gentleman does not eat food that comes to him!"

"Even if it's just water!"

Tang San did not want any, but Zhao Wuji walked out of the darkness.

"Teacher Zhao?"

Ma Hongjun and the others were stunned, but Zhao Wuji scratched his head, ignored them, walked over to Focalors and Neuvillette, and said, "Young Master, Miss, can I have a taste?"

"To tell you the truth, this is the first time for me, I have see such a miracle."

"I'm really curious and want to try it."

When Zhao Wuji spoke, his face turned a little red. Fortunately, his face was already red, and no one noticed anything unusual.

Blushing was normal. It was a sign of abundant blood, indicating that Zhao Wuji's physical condition was very good.

"Here."

The last bubble was pushed in front of Zhao Wuji by Focalors. At the same time, Neuvillette also made a "straw" and handed it to Zhao Wuji.

Tang San:"..."

Why didn't they ask him if he needed water?

If anyone asked, he would reluctantly accept it!

Tang San was so angry that he picked up his backpack and started on the road without saying a word.

Tang San left, and everyone didn't pay attention at all.

Suddenly, Neuvillette seemed to have thought of something and said to Zhao Wuji in confusion, "Senior Zhao Wuji, is your academy torturing students?"

Neuvillette pointed to the backpack on the ground to let everyone understand what he was talking about.

After hearing this, Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun, and the others were stunned.

"Neuvillette, this is a training method taught by a master. It is to train their bodies by bearing weights. It is not intended to torture the students."

Zhao Wuji held his forehead and spoke subconsciously.

He was originally a rough guy and didn't understand these things. He only knew that doing this would help him exercise. Besides, Flanders said that Yu Xiaogang was a cultured person and knew a lot. He must have asked the students to do this. It must have made sense, right?

After thinking for a while, Neuvillette said: "Weight-bearing exercise is correct, but training with stones on your back will cause uneven force during running, and it will not play a role in exercise."

"It will have the opposite effect and leave hidden wounds on their bodies. Of course, if there is medicinal soup to assist in training, there will be no problem."

The so-called medicinal soup refers to medicated baths and decoctions, that is, tonics, used to nourish the body.

"This..."

Everyone was stunned. Neuvillette's appearance didn't seem to be a joke!

Could it be that the master—no, the baldy—was planning to harm them?

What a master! He didn't understand anything at all!

Neuvillette was one of the descendants of the eight major families, so he should naturally know more.

"Such teachings have no effect other than torturing people."

"...."

Everyone was silent. After a moment, Ma Hongjun complained: "I knew that the master was not a real man. His soul power level is not as high as Oscar, and he is still a master."

"If such training is useful, why is he stuck at level 29?"

Ma Hongjun's character was always straightforward. He had no scruples about saying anything. Besides, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were not here, so what was the harm in a few complaints?

"You guys should stop carrying these rubbish stones. When I go back later, I will go find Flandes. If he doesn't cancel this lesson, I will beat him up!"

"He is injured now, and I have the final say over the entire Shrek Academy!"

Zhao Wuji was also a little angry. 

He just tricked his own disciple, Tang San, but his students couldn't be fooled.

"Well, Neuvillette, thank you! Otherwise, these kids might have been deceived and left with hidden injuries."

Zhao Wuji cupped his hands towards Neuvillette and said so solemnly.

Although he was a promiscuous person, he was extremely loyal. When he came out to prowl, justice came first.

Do good to him, and he would naturally be grateful.

"Senior Zhao Wuji is too polite."

Neuvillette waved his hand and remarked, "Stone-carrying training?" 

This had to be given by "master."

With such a "training shortcut" before them, Yu Xiaogang still instructed his students to carry stones. 

Wouldn't it be more effective to train with gravity?

"What's wrong with being a senior? How can I, Zhao Wuji, be considered a senior in front of you? If you don't mind, just call me Old Zhao," Zhao Wuji said, shaking his head quickly. He still understood his position.

Zhao Wuji shook his head quickly. He still knew his place.

Behind this man was a titled strong man, and his own strength was not simple either.

After a short rest, Zhao Wuji took Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Xiao Wu to say goodbye to Neuvillette and Focalors. As for the backpacks, Zhao Wuji threw them away.

He wanted to go back and talk to Flander about this master!

See how he taught his students!

Neuvillette and Focalors glanced at each other and smiled. The two said nothing.

After a while, Neuvillette said: "This Zhao Wuji, also known as the Motionless Bright King, has the ability to adjust the gravity of a small area. If used to train low-level soul masters, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

"Control gravity?"

Focalors raised her head and widened her eyes. Fascination flashed across her face.

"Although this world is weak, its abilities are all kinds of strange and diverse, which is quite interesting."

Focalors murmured, then her eyes lit up, and she asked with doubt, "Hey, since Zhao Wuji has such an ability, why doesn't he directly manipulate gravity to make these students' bodies heavier, and then have them exercise?"

"Wouldn't this be much more effective than carrying stones?"

After hearing this, Neuvillette's eyes twitched. Yes, why?

"Maybe they didn't think of it."

"I see."

Focalors nodded and then moved on from the matter.

The two walked around outside the city for a while, and then walked towards Suotuo City. They couldn't mess around at night; "cultivation" was important.

Although the protagonist group did not come to fighting arena, ordinary fighters and passersby still brought a lot of "benefits" to Neuvillette. Over time, they grew much faster than they did naturally.

"Neuvillette, today you...you can't act recklessly."

Focalors' face turned slightly red, and she looked down at her toes and ankles.

Live up to the name "saint."

"Focalors, the life of..."

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