An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 267 Tang Snake's Ultimate Hellish Training (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"Tang Snake! How late are you going to sleep? Get up and start training right now!"

A roar like a thunderclap suddenly exploded, shaking the wooden walls of the simple dormitory and sending dust falling in clumps.

The voice was rough and domineering, carrying an undeniable arrogance; it was the daily morning bell of Zhao Taiji, the vice dean of the Giant Hanging Academy.

The curled-up emerald green figure on the bed trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible whip.

Tang Snake suddenly raised his head from the rough hay mat, his bloodshot eyes, filled with anger and resentment, starkly revealing his sleep-deprived state.

But soon, it excitedly realized that it had once again entered the God King's Secret Realm it had been dreaming of!
It is now eager to discuss the optimal solution for the third spirit ring with Master Xiaogang, but for now it has to complete its training tasks at the academy.

"Hiss... The noisy old bear..."

It hissed softly, its resentment almost solidifying into a tangible form.

But when it thought of Zhao Taiji's bear paw wrapped in dark red battle aura and those seven despair-inducing soul rings, it forcibly suppressed all its dissatisfaction.

A profound wisdom calmly advised it: Endure, grow stronger, and then... make all those who chose death pay the price!

It slid slowly off the bed, its emerald scales reflecting a cold luster in the morning light streaming through the broken window.

The so-called central playground of the college was actually just a huge open space that had been roughly leveled and was still covered with stubborn weeds on the edges.

As Tang She slithered over, the other figures were already standing there, exuding an aura that was powerful, eerie, and lewd.

Its serpentine eyes slowly swept across the arena, and including itself, there were exactly seven figures here.

Most of the people inside were familiar faces, except for the last one, who was a complete stranger.

It was a tall, robust yellow rooster, its bright yellow feathers as smooth as satin, its muscles bulging, especially its thick, powerful thighs, which exuded an explosive sense of power.

It stood there with its head held high and chest puffed out, its sharp eyes exuding an air of superiority, as if it were the master of this playground.

Upon seeing Tang She arrive, Senior Brother Dai temporarily abandoned his harassment of Zhu Puxi, enthusiastically waving his thick tiger arm and introducing him in a loud voice.

"Come, come, little sister, let me introduce you. This is Chicken Tyrant, a resident of the academy. Last time you came, this kid went to explore the Pidgey Bar! His true form is a turkey, and his martial soul is an evil bird!"

Upon hearing this, the strong rooster named Chicken Boss raised its head even higher, its pectoral muscles seemed to swell even more, and it spoke in a tone with a strange accent.

"That's right, I am the number one hunk in the academy! Junior, if you ever get into any trouble in the academy, just mention my name, Chicken King. I am the coolest elf in the academy!"

Tang Snake narrowed his eyes slightly, looking the overconfident and strong chicken up and down, a hint of doubt rising in his mind.

Although the Giant Hanging Academy has an odd name, everyone who can enter it is a person of extraordinary talent, and each of them has a unique martial spirit.

Just from the name, you can tell this chicken is incredibly awesome, perfectly matching the academy's style.

It couldn't help but hiss, its tone carrying its usual arrogance and skepticism.

"Evil bird? Never heard of it! Hmph, what kind of strange thing is your martial soul? Don't tell me it's some worthless piece of trash."

Upon hearing this, Chicken King was not angry at all; instead, a lewd glint flashed in his sharp chicken eyes.

It took a few steps closer, and suddenly exuded an unsettling, evil aura, lowering its voice as it spoke.

"Oh? Little junior wants to see my evil bird? Hehehe, since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully grant your wish and let you witness my power!"

Before he finished speaking, Chicken King's aura suddenly changed!
A blackish-red flame, filled with an ominous and corrupt aura, suddenly erupted from its body, seemingly distorting and devouring the light around it!
The air behind it twisted violently, and a dark red giant bird phantom, exuding an aura of extreme evil and majesty, slowly rose from behind it!

The giant bird resembled the legendary phoenix, but its feathers were like congealed dark blood, burning with a chilling black-red flame. Its eyes were cold and merciless, looking down on all living beings, as if it were the embodiment of calamity and destruction!
The pressure it exuded was in no way inferior to Senior Brother Dai Dai's Thunder God Martial Soul!

"hiss--!"

Tang She gasped, her golden snake eyes suddenly contracting in shock!
This aura... this pure and powerful evil pressure... this is no ordinary martial soul!

Its quality has definitely reached the level of a top-tier beast spirit, and it even gives it a sense of oppression as if it were facing a natural enemy!

This evil giant bird actually possesses such a rare and powerful martial spirit?!
Although Chicken King and Senior Brother Dai Dai call it the "Evil Great Bird," in reality, if anyone from the Galar region were here, they would be astonished to recognize that the so-called "Evil Great Bird" martial soul is actually the Galarian form of the Firebird!
However, just like Gyarados, Hammerdragon, and Aerodactyl, these Pokémon that look very much like dragons and have dragon in their names are not Dragon-type Pokémon at all.

Although this Galarian Moltres is named Moltres, with "fire" in its name and its body burning with inextinguishable black and red flames, it is not a fire-type Pokémon. What's even more absurd is that it can't even master a single fire-type move!

It is an extremely rare and powerful Dark-type Flying-type Pokémon. Its evil aura and flying ability are the true source of its power!
Seeing Tang She's shocked expression mixed with a hint of attraction to the powerful martial soul, Chicken Tyrant was extremely smug. It quickly withdrew its martial soul, and the suffocating evil pressure instantly disappeared.

When it approached the Tang snake again, it began to use its chicken claws, covered in fine feathers, to lightly and lewdly touch the snake's cold scales, winking and making faces.

"Hehehe, how about it, little junior? My big bird... ah, I mean, my martial spirit, is it alright? Isn't it majestic and powerful, with an extraordinary aura?"

It licked its lips, lowering its voice to a whisper, full of allure and malice.

"Let me tell you, I have a mysterious cultivation method that can quickly cultivate soul power, and... Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh—"

Before Tang She could even start cursing, a loud "crack" was heard, and a huge black shadow pressed down like a mountain!
Zhao Taiji's bear paw, wreathed in dark red fighting energy, slapped Ji Ba's smug chicken head with irresistible force, like swatting a fly!
The rooster let out a shrill, distorted squawk, its entire body spinning through the air like a baseball hit at a home run, tracing a pathetic arc before crashing heavily into the muddy ground in the distance, kicking up a cloud of dust, its comb askew to one side.

"Damn it! You little bastard, Chicken King!"

Zhao Taiji roared, his huge bear eyes wide open, burning with tangible rage, and his steel-needle-like fur stood on end in fury.

Tang She noticed with his sharp eyes that Zhao Taiji's massive body was covered with swollen, bruised, and purple wounds, as if he had just been trampled by a group of Tauros.

"I usually turn a blind eye to your running around at the principal's Pidgeon Bar, at least you contribute some GDP to the academy! But you dare to do these shady things on the training field? Do you really think I'm just a figurehead as the vice dean?! Believe me or not, I'll chop off your chicken feet and soak them in alcohol today!"

Chicken Boss struggled to climb out of the pit, its feathers rumbling in fright. Gone was the arrogant "number one tough guy in the academy" it had been just moments before. It hurriedly bowed and scraped, apologizing like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Vice Dean, please calm down! I was wrong! I'll never do it again! I was just joking with the junior student to lighten the mood..."

Zhao Taiji ignored its explanation, exhaled two streams of hot white steam from his nostrils, glared at it fiercely again, and only then did he barely suppress his anger.

Just then, a clear, melodious cry rang out, and a huge shadow loomed over the small playground.

A magnificent eagle, with feathers as glossy as gilded jewels, slowly landed beside Zhao Taiji.

With its head held high and its wingspan wide, it exuded an aura of majesty; it was none other than Big Dick, the dean of the Giant Crane Academy.

Big Dick's sharp gaze swept over every freshman on the field like a searchlight, especially lingering on Tang She before he slowly spoke.

"I am the Dean of this academy, Big Dick. The Giant Hanging Academy doesn't keep idle talents; it only cultivates true elites! The training methods here will be more rigorous and painful than you can imagine! If you feel you can't endure this hardship and suffering, you can turn around and leave now; the academy gates can close for you at any time!"

The field was silent. The new trainees looked at each other, their eyes filled with tension, but even more so with a burning fighting spirit and indomitable will.

Xiao Wu was the first to jump out, her crimson eyes burning with flames.

"Hmph! What's a little training! If I even flinch, I'm not Xiao Wu!"

Zhu Puxi elegantly adjusted her dark green cloak, nodded silently, and Di Rongrong's dazzling diamond body reflected a resolute light. Tang She snorted coldly, raising her snake head high. Although she didn't speak, her disdainful gaze said it all.

Retreat? That doesn't exist in Tang Shenwang's dictionary!

Big Dick seemed to have expected the trainees' reactions. It nodded and then ruthlessly launched today's grueling training program.

"Very good! In that case, today's training will consist of running two hundred laps around the outer track of the academy! It must be completed before the sun reaches its highest point at noon! If you don't finish, you won't get lunch!"

Senior Brother Dai and Chicken King were instantly shocked. Their tiger-faced and chicken-faced expressions collapsed at the same time, and they cried out in alarm.

"What?! Two hundred laps?!"

"Dean! Didn't we used to only run fifty laps?!"

A lap around the academy's outer track is at least two or three kilometers long, so two hundred laps would be four or five hundred kilometers. This is no longer training, this is murder!

Upon hearing this, Big Dick's eyes instantly blazed with fury. It flapped its wings violently, creating a gust of wind that nearly knocked the spirits off their feet.

"You two have the nerve to bring up the past?! You're both trash! You've been in the academy for so long and only barely managed to reach the Soul Master level! You're practically tarnishing the reputation of Giant Dagger Academy! From today onwards, the training volume for everyone will be doubled! We have to put you through some serious hardship!"

Clearly, after being put under immense pressure by Tang Ritian last night, Dean Bigdick perfectly passed that pressure on to the students, especially those that a certain pink-haired old man specifically asked to take care of.

Tang Snake subconsciously glanced at its evolved, shorter and more compact hind limbs, and felt a surge of frustration.

But in order not to humiliate the master, and to prove its extraordinary wisdom and the will of the god-king, it gritted its teeth, let out a neigh, and took the lead in twisting its body and rushing onto the track!

Training has officially begun!
All the students instantly displayed their unique abilities, with their soul power radiating in waves.

Xiao Wu shouted, "Martial Soul Possession - Blazing Ace!"

Crimson flames instantly enveloped his entire body, his long, slender legs tensed abruptly, and fire-type soul power exploded beneath his feet.

boom!
With a loud bang, a small crater appeared in the ground, and her entire body was launched like a rocket, flying more than ten meters away in one step. In a few leaps and bounds, she was reduced to a small red dot in the distance.

Zhu Puxi's figure flickered, as if merging into the shadows. The eerie aura brought by the Zoroark Martial Soul permeated the air, leaving only a gradually dissipating dark green afterimage in place. His true form had already silently darted away a great distance like a ghost.

Dai Xiaochuan roared, golden lightning flashed all around him, and the phantom of the Thunder God Martial Soul appeared!
It pushed off the ground with its four paws, as if transforming into a real bolt of lightning. With a crackling sound, accompanied by a trail of sparks and a burnt smell, it vanished in an instant.

Chicken King didn't dare to be careless either. The dark red Galarian Firebird phantom behind him flashed by, and with a flap of its wings, it swept low through the air like an arrow released from a bow, with astonishing speed.

Even Di Rongrong, a support-type character, lightly shouted, "Seven Treasures have a name, the second one is: Speed!"

The Seven Treasures Diamond Pagoda flashed, and a breeze-like energy enveloped her. Her originally somewhat heavy diamond body instantly became incredibly light, and she took a few steps, her speed surprisingly not slow.

In the blink of an eye, only Tang She and Ah Shui remained on the starting line.

Ah Shui glanced smugly at Tang She and patted the pair of Extreme Roaring Guns in his hand.

"Hehe, little snake, you can crawl slowly! I'm off first! Extreme Roar - Water Jet!"

It pointed both guns behind it, poured its soul power into them, and instantly spurted out two incredibly thick high-pressure water jets from the muzzles. The powerful recoil propelled it like a humanoid rocket, shooting out with incredible speed, leaving only a water stain and arrogant laughter behind.

Inspired by Ah Shui's amazing move, Tang She's incredible wisdom suddenly became clear!
It immediately understood that this seemingly purely torturous physical training was not actually aimed at improving their physical abilities, but rather at testing how they could skillfully utilize the characteristics of their martial spirit to perform efficient and sustainable long-distance displacement!

It tests one's precise control over soul power, creative use of martial soul, and ability to sustain combat!
"Hiss—I see!"

Tang Snake hissed, its eyes flashing with a sharp light.

It immediately recalled the life-saving skill that flashed in its mind during its battle with Zhao Taiji yesterday—the Silver Grass Slingshot!

With a thought, Tang She lit up its yellow soul ring, and several silver grass vines wrapped with dark blue magic patterns quickly broke through the ground a dozen meters in front of it, intertwining with each other as if they were alive, and instantly tightened to form a highly elastic slingshot support.

Another vine precisely wrapped around the waist of the snake, pulling it backward to gather strength!
Whoosh-!
The emerald green figure of the Tang snake was launched out like a catapult projectile, leaping a distance of thirty or forty meters in a single bound!

However, this method, while seemingly efficient, actually has major problems!

First, each reload takes one or two seconds to charge, making it impossible to fire continuously.

Secondly, controlling the landing point is extremely difficult. The Tang Snake often resembles an out-of-control bouncy ball, darting left and right on the track, sometimes crashing into the trees beside it, and sometimes almost running into the grass outside the track, leaving it covered in dirt and in a sorry state.

All morning, with the sun almost directly overhead, Tang She had only managed to run a little over fifty laps despite her best efforts. She was already panting heavily, her soul power greatly depleted.

And what about the other students?

Ji Ba and Dai Xiaochuan, two guys known for their speed, had already completed the task of two hundred laps and were sitting on the sidelines leisurely munching on tree fruits, pointing and gesturing at the Tang Snake, which was still struggling, creating a joyful atmosphere.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Puxi also completed more than 150 laps.

Thanks to her continued growth, Ti Rongrong completed more than a hundred laps.

Even Ah Shui, who started last and relied on the mana-intensive method of water jetting, barely managed to complete 120 laps thanks to his Soul Master-level Soul Power reserves. He was now exhausted and lying on the side like a dead dog, panting heavily with his tongue lolling out.

Dean Big Dick, like an iron-faced judge, stood at the finish line, his sharp gaze sweeping over all the trainees, especially Tang Snake, who was far behind, and coldly announced.

"Time's up! No lunch for those who haven't finished! Keep running! Keep going until you're done!"

Tang Snake was exhausted and hungry, his stomach empty. His once proud and amazing wisdom was now sluggish due to the lack of energy.

Its mobility dropped significantly, and the Silver Grass Slingshot became limp and weak due to insufficient soul power, resulting in a sharp reduction in launch distance.

It wasn't until sunset that it had painstakingly completed a little over a hundred laps.

As night fell and the stars appeared, the other students had already gone back to rest, and the aroma of dinner wafted through the air.

On the empty track, only Tang Snake's emerald green figure remained, mechanically and slowly twisting forward under the cold moonlight, relying on his tenacious willpower.

It couldn't remember how many times it fell, nor how many laps it ran.

His consciousness was already blurred, his scales were covered in dust and abrasions, every muscle was groaning, his soul power was already exhausted, and he was only being held up by an instinct that did not want to admit defeat.

Finally, in the early hours of the morning, when all was quiet, it could no longer hold on, its vision went black, and it collapsed limply onto the cold track.

Just as its consciousness was about to be completely swallowed by darkness, a deep and familiar voice, like the light of a lighthouse piercing through the fog, clearly rang in its ears.

"Tang Snake, how are you feeling? Have you discovered your biggest problem right now?"

Tang Snake struggled to lift his heavy head, trying to focus his blurry vision.

Under the moonlight, Master Xiaogang appeared before it at some unknown time. His usually squinty eyes were now filled with wisdom and inquiry as he calmly gazed at it.

(End of this chapter)