Douluo Continent: Changing just one word ruined the entire character's persona.

Yu Xiaogang's face immediately filled with embarrassment.

Just when he thought Tang San was about to win, Tang San lost?

Did they have to slap us in the face so quickly?

"Master, your judgment was spot on! The battle is truly over!"

Xiao Wu added a sentence as if possessed, which made Yu Xiaogang lose even more face.

Tang San suffered burns in multiple places on his body. His once decent blue outfit was now tattered and burned, and his hair was burned into an afro.

His face was covered in black, burned flesh had peeled off, and blood was streaming down his face.

Tang San winced in pain.

"How are you, mistress?"

Yu Xiaogang quickly stepped forward and helped Tang San up, asking, "Are you alright?"

"cough!"

Tang San coughed, and a puff of black smoke sprayed from his mouth onto Tang San's face.

"It's alright, it's alright, Godfather, I'm sorry."

Yu Xiaogang wiped his face. "I'm fine. I'm glad you're alright."

He glared at Ma Hongjun as he re-entered the cafeteria.

"What's wrong with you?!"

"You're all classmates, how could you hit me so hard!"

"I'm going to tell your dean to expel you!"

Ye Lin slowly raised her head and glanced at Tang San, bursting into laughter. Tang San's appearance was truly hilarious.

Furthermore, this Yu Xiaogang is truly shameless.

It was normal for him to let Tang San teach Ma Hongjun a lesson; it wouldn't matter if he went too far. Besides, he didn't mention a word about Tang San's sneak attack.

Now that Ma Hongjun has used excessive force, he's starting to criticize.

No wonder he's the master of the Double Standard God King, a master of double standards.

"random,"

Ma Hongjun said calmly,

"I've already told you, I'm the dean's direct disciple. Expelling a direct disciple?"

"Furthermore, the dean encourages students to engage in combat within the academy, as long as they do not sustain serious injuries."

"Furthermore, does someone like you deserve to be called a master? Does he deserve to be a teacher at Shrek Academy?"

Ma Hongjun silently sat down and continued eating his steamed bun and porridge.

Yu Xiaogang was speechless for a moment.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria was quite awkward.

"Teacher, let's ignore him and eat."

Tang San didn't want to argue with Ma Hongjun, nor was he bothered by it. Besides, if he couldn't win the argument, he would just get another beating.

Yu Xiaogang nodded and could only sit down silently to wait.

Tang San quickly brought over the congee and pickled vegetables. When he then brought over four steamed buns on a plate, he realized...

His godfather's face was very unpleasant.

"Godfather, what's wrong?"

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face turned somewhat dark.

"Is this all Flanders is going to feed you?"

"Yeah," Tang San nodded, but those two swaying movements caused scratches from the wind, making him wince in pain.

"This roll is pretty good. There are lots of steamed buns, much better than when I was a child, and there are even pickled vegetables."

"Isn't this ridiculous?"

Yu Xiaogang's anger surged up instantly, and he slapped the steamed bun that Tang San was handing to him away.

Now all he can do is vent his anger at the steamed bun in a helpless rage.

"You're still growing, you need to eat well, and your daily training involves a lot of energy expenditure, how can you just eat this!"

"Hey, Xiao Gang, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering."

Flanders' languid voice rang out from outside the cafeteria.

"You know they're all still growing? The academy's finances aren't good. Soto City has all sorts of good things, but the academy simply can't afford them. If you're willing to sponsor them, then I admit I was wrong." He had just returned from his small shop in Soto City. He had classes during the day and usually looked after his shop at night. He had just arrived at the cafeteria when he saw this scene.

He slowly walked in, picked up the steamed bun that Yu Xiaogang had thrown out, and washed off the dust with water. "Don't waste food."

Yu Xiaogang showed Flanders no respect whatsoever.

"I don't care what difficulties the academy faces, but as a teacher here and Tang San's adoptive father, I absolutely cannot let the children here suffer!"

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Flander was completely stunned.

"What difficulties does the college have that you're not going to help? Are you even speaking human language?"

"Besides, you are only Tang San's teacher, not the teacher of the other students."

"You can't let Tang San suffer, can you?"

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, "Fine!"

"Then I can't let Tang San suffer!"

"You take care of your other students, I'll take care of my Tang San!"

"Whatever," Flanders agreed.

"Then let's see how you're going to manage your Tang San."

Ma Hongjun was very considerate and brought Flander a set meal of white porridge, pickled vegetables, and steamed buns.

"Teacher, don't stoop to that level, don't get angry."

Seeing that nothing else happened, Ye Lin stopped being a bystander.

Back in the dormitory, I quietly cultivated my skills.

This day is still a rest day, and no tasks have been arranged. Classes will officially resume tomorrow.

Yu Xiaogang finished his meal in a huff and left with Tang San, leaving only Flander and Ma Hongjun behind.

While eating breakfast, Flander thought to himself that Yu Xiaogang made a lot of sense; the children should indeed eat better.

"Do you know any quick ways to make money?"

He asked about Ma Hongjun.

"Ideally, it should be something that can help you with your training."

Ma Hongjun reminded him.

"Teacher, have you forgotten? The Soto City Grand Arena."

"This is a wonderful place."

"The Grand Arena?"

Flanders was a little taken aback.

Ma Hongjun then explained in detail.

"Teacher, you can get ten gold soul coins for every victory in the Great Soul Arena, and there is no fee to register."

"If we all go to the Great Soul Battle, winning one match will earn us ten gold soul coins. Assuming we win at least three matches, that's thirty gold soul coins. Even if we eat as much as we want, it won't cost us thirty gold soul coins."

"You can also buy some medicinal herbs to help with cultivation and strengthen your body."

Flanders frowned; he was very reluctant to use the students' money, since they had all paid tuition.

"That's not a good idea."

"What's wrong with that?"

Ma Hongjun continued to explain, "The money we earn from fighting spirit is also used for ourselves. No one will refuse it. If someone refuses, then we can only separate the two."

Flanders let out a long sigh of relief. "I'll think about it."

"Go ahead."

Ma Hongjun nodded. "Teacher, I'm going to cultivate now."

Finally, Flander made up his mind. He went to the kitchen of the cafeteria and found Shao Xin, the head chef of Shrek Academy.

"Teacher Shao, we'll give the children an extra meal tomorrow, something good!"

Shao Xin gave Flander a strange look.

"It's truly remarkable that you can do this."

"It's time to make some changes."

Flanders smiled, then suddenly remembered something and added an extra instruction.

"By the way, you don't need to prepare meals for Tang San and Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang from now on."