Douluo Dalu 1: The Tang Family Rebel

As Yun Chuan stepped out of the room, he caught a whiff of the sweet aroma of cake lingering in the air. His gaze fell upon the small piece of cake placed on the table, and at that moment, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but swallow involuntarily.

Inside her heart, an intense struggle unfolded.

Logically, she didn't want to accept such a handout. But her body's reaction was honest.

"No! I can't eat it!"

She forced herself to look away and muttered to herself, "That bastard thinks he can buy me off with a piece of cake? Hmph! Does he take me for some country bumpkin who's never seen good food before?"

Outside the Room

Yun Chuan leaned against the wall, his eyes half-closed, a faint smile playing on his lips. With his sharp hearing, he could clearly catch the sounds coming from inside the room.

It was an incredibly cute sound.

…

After a while, the door opened, and Ning Rongrong stepped out with a blank expression. She had once again assumed her usual dignified and refined demeanor as a noble lady.

"Have you made up your mind? Then let's go."

Yun Chuan smiled at her, his clear and beautiful eyes carrying an indescribable gentleness, like a soft breeze brushing across Ning Rongrong's heart.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that this guy wasn't so bad after all—if only he weren't so insufferable sometimes.

She huffed lightly and walked straight out of the dormitory.

In the End, Ning Rongrong Still Finished Running

Oscar was utterly shocked. He thought to himself, Ning Rongrong is really unpredictable. She left earlier, and now, before long, she actually came back obediently and finished her laps.

Evening

On the training ground, everyone had gathered, waiting for someone to arrive.

Soon, Flender appeared and said directly, "Next, I'm going to take you to your first real lesson. Rongrong and Oscar, you've both exhausted yourselves too much, so just observe for now. This will be your official training course. If you fail to meet my requirements, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Follow me."

After saying that, Flender led the students toward Soto City.

This time, Yun Chuan didn't bother following to watch the spectacle. Instead, he simply stayed in his classroom and took a nap. After all, it was just the usual stuff at the Soto Great Spirit Arena. As a teacher, what was the point of joining in on the fun? He wasn't a student anymore.

The Next Day

On the academy's training ground, Tang San and the others had once again gathered. They waited for what seemed like ages before Flender finally arrived at a leisurely pace.

"Where's Oscar? Sleeping in again?" Flender frowned upon noticing only six people present.

Tang San quickly explained, "When I left the dorm this morning, he was still cultivating. He might have entered a meditative state and couldn't wake up in time."

Flender furrowed his brows. "This lesson can't proceed without him. Tang San, go wake him up."

Tang San nodded and was about to head back when suddenly, Oscar came running over, his face full of excitement.

"Oscar, do you want to run extra laps again?" Flender glared at him.

Oscar shook his head vigorously. "No, Dean, please listen! I've broken through! I've reached Level 30!"

"What?"

Everyone immediately turned their gaze toward Oscar in shock.

An Astounding Achievement

At only fourteen years old, reaching Spirit Power Level 30 was already an incredible feat. More importantly, Oscar was a food-type Spirit Master—one of the most difficult Spirit Paths to cultivate.

On the Douluo Continent, Spirit Masters beyond Level 30 were already considered relatively rare. Those who surpassed Level 40 were even rarer. Food-type Spirit Masters above Level 50 were practically one in a million, and reaching Level 60 was almost unheard of. Even within great clans and the Spirit Hall, it often took decades to nurture a single high-level food-type Spirit Master.

Yet, their academy had produced one.

Flender immediately burst into hearty laughter. "Good, good, good! Oscar, you're the second student in our academy to reach Level 30! You are indeed worthy of being a student of Shrek Academy!"

Dai Mubai walked up and patted Oscar on the shoulder. "Little Ao, congratulations! Although you reached Level 30 slightly later than me, as a food-type Spirit Master, you're already the most outstanding talent I've ever seen."

The others also stepped forward to offer their congratulations.

Only Ning Rongrong stood in place, her gaze complex as she looked at Oscar, while Zhu Zhuqing kept her head lowered, lost in thought.

"Alright! Today's lesson begins now!"

Flender's voice pulled everyone back from their excitement over Oscar's breakthrough.

"Today's lesson is very simple. Oscar, you are the main focus today. The lesson is this: aside from Oscar, every single one of you must eat at least one of each of the two types of sausages he produces with his Spirit Power."

"What?!"

Xiao Wu immediately cried out in disbelief.

"Dean, what kind of lesson is this?"

Flender responded righteously, "This is an adaptability training course. Let me ask you, what's more important—your life or your pride? When you can only choose one, which will you choose?

"Oscar's spirit incantation may sound a little indecent, but the food-type Spirit Power sausages he creates are the finest I've ever seen."

"In the future, you will be going through trials together. If you can't develop a tacit understanding, you'll be wasting the best auxiliary support you have."

"Moreover, this is also a mental training exercise. If you can't even handle this, how will you survive in the world of Spirit Masters?"

Hearing Flender's words, the three girls present clearly looked uncomfortable, their faces filled with resistance.

(End of Chapter)