Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 156 Dai Huabin, who ate whale jelly for a month

Chen Ping wasn't worried about his upcoming assessment—who in your class has ever worried about exams when they consistently ranked first?

To be honest, ever since the freshman competition ended, Dai Huabin, a Soul Master in his thirties, has been standing here.

Without Ning Tian's boost, Chen Ping and Wu Feng were really no match for Dai Huabin, and the opponent snatched first place several times.

This made Dai Huabin extremely proud at that time. He was about to ask Chen Ping to give up the position of class monitor when he suddenly realized that he was already the class monitor of Class One, so it seemed that he didn't need to fight for it.
But soon, after Chen Ping obtained his second spirit ring, everything changed.

Although Chen Ping, who had officially stepped into the realm of Great Soul Master, could make Dai Huabin feel pressure, he could only steadily suppress Wu Feng and had reached the physical strength of an ordinary Soul Venerable.

There's still a gap between him and a Soul Master who comes from a wealthy family and consumes all sorts of nourishing substances.

The problem is that, around that time, he watched helplessly as Chen Ping's physical condition improved and his muscles became more and more muscular.

In just six months, Chen Ping's robust, marble-sculpted physique became indistinguishable from those burly men in the Soul Guidance Department who had spent years honing their skills by swinging hammers.

He could only watch helplessly as Chen Ping grew stronger and stronger. No matter how much extra training he did in secret, he couldn't widen the gap in physical ability between himself and Chen Ping, until Chen Ping ruthlessly surpassed him.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. The key issue is that Wu Feng, this great soul master, somehow managed to increase his physical strength at roughly the same rate as Chen Ping.

So in the second half of the first academic year, no matter how hard Dai Huabin tried, he could only rank third at most—and that was assuming Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao didn't try to steal his thunder.

Why is that? Of course, it's because of the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.

After getting used to cooked food, this guy really doesn't like eating raw food anymore. Every time, we have to get him a soul beast that weighs at least 300 to 500 pounds. He can eat for several hours at a time, and after one meal, he won't need to eat for half a month.

Every time Chen Ping bled these soul beasts and made some blood tofu, he felt incredibly nourished after eating it.

Chen Ping was too embarrassed to ask about the exact age and type of the soul beast, lest he be reluctant to eat it after hearing the details.

Anyway, these spirit beasts are either birds or beasts, and occasionally a few fish or crabs will come. Just deal with them in the normal way.

The ingredients that the Three-Eyed Golden Lion brings are usually quite fresh. The freshest time was when Chen Ping had just laboriously moved the crabs into the one-meter-wide steamer when one of the crabs, which had just woken up, almost had its body snapped in two by a claw.

Being killed by the food itself was an even more unacceptable way for Chen Ping to die. Fortunately, the three-eyed golden lion had caught a two-thousand-year-old light-prism crab that time.

Chen Ping didn't even use his martial spirit. He just took his forging hammer and started banging on the other's forehead. After a fierce battle, he successfully subdued the ingredient.

Steamed prism crab, and the three-eyed golden lion crab only needs the crab brain, which is already packaged separately.

The remaining 100-plus kilograms of large, prism crabs were shared and shown off by Chen Ping and his two companions. It would be strange if their physical fitness didn't improve rapidly.

After some time apart, Wu Feng seemed to have entered puberty, and her figure became more and more shapely. Although her figure could not compare with Zhu Lu's, it was still quite hot.

At this moment, Chen Ping used his arms as a pillow, tilted his head, and looked at Wu Feng beside him, listening to Mu Jin talk about the upgrade assessment.

Wu Feng was initially excited to see Chen Ping after so long, but after being scanned by Chen Ping's gaze, the usually carefree Wu Feng surprisingly became somewhat uncomfortable.

But just as Wu Feng was about to grab Chen Ping by the collar and ask him what he was looking at so intently, she realized that Chen Ping's eyes were already closed and he was breathing steadily through his nose. Chen Ping was asleep.

He was simply too exhausted. He had been working himself to the bone for several days and nights in a row. Even though he had the Life-Giving Carving Knife to continuously restore his physical strength and boost his spirits, he still needed a long rest to recover properly.

"Class monitor, if you find that Chen Ping hasn't gotten up yet when you take attendance this afternoon, remember to come to the classroom and call him. get out of class dismissed."

Mu Jin finished explaining the precautions for the assessment, glanced at Chen Ping who had fallen into a deep sleep, and gestured for the students to quietly leave the classroom.

Upon hearing this, Dai Huabin was speechless again.

Damn it!
After serving as squad leader for a year, he's finally figured it out: the squad leader position is a real hot potato!

He has to keep an eye on everything, no matter how trivial, that the teacher has assigned. It takes a lot of effort.

Last year, he at least had Huo Yuhao, the vice class monitor, to help share some of the work, but this year, as soon as school started, the vice class monitor didn't show up, and all the work fell on him.

The start of the school year is usually the busiest time, but the workload suddenly doubled, which naturally made Dai Huabin resentful.

"Uh-huh."

As Chen Ping slept, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a resentful gaze was watching him. He subconsciously scratched it, then changed his position and slept more comfortably.

Upon seeing this, Dai Huabin clenched his fists.

He was now several sizes taller than when he was a freshman. He hadn't slacked off at all during the holiday, all in order to redeem himself when school started.

He knew that Chen Ping stayed in the school laboratory during the holidays to focus on researching soul guides.

The fact that the Soul Guidance Department specifically requested leave for Chen Ping, and the fact that Chen Ping had dark circles under his eyes, also indicated that he must have wasted this month!

While you've stagnated this month, I, Dai Huabin, have been making continuous progress!

While obediently accepting the tasks assigned by Mu Jin, Dai Huabin, looking miserable, collected various documents that needed to be submitted to the school that afternoon with Zhu Lu, while inwardly he was already roaring with frustration.

He, Dai Huabin, ate whale gelatin for a whole month!
To maximize the effect, he endured not seeing Zhu Lu even once for the entire month, all in order to perfectly absorb the medicinal power of the whale glue!

Although he is only level 36 now, he believes that his physical fitness is no worse than that of a level 40 Soul Master.

If I cultivate properly at noon, breaking through to level 37 is not impossible!
"By the way, Huabin, don't take a nap at noon. There's a meeting at the student council that they need to meet with the class monitors. It seems to be about some random stuff related to the start of the semester."

"I won't stay with you during the meeting; I need to go back and get my beauty sleep."

Just as Dai Huabin was lost in thought, Zhu Lu's sudden news seemed to strike him like a dagger, instantly bringing him back to reality.

Meeting, meeting, and more damn meetings!
Dai Huabin left cursing, clearly indicating that his plan to break through to level 37 at noon was likely to fail.

(End of this chapter)