Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The whale glue in the box consists of whale glue from whales that are over 10,000 years old, and whale glue from whales that are under 10,000 years old.

Afterwards, Wang Teng suppressed his excitement and closed the window, leaving only a crack.

Moonlight shone through the gap.

Wang Teng then picked up the whale glue and examined each piece under the moonlight.

Time passed slowly, and after about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wang Teng finally finished counting.

The batch of whale glue that Ning Rongrong delivered consisted of ten pieces.

Among them, three pieces are about 20,000 years old, five pieces are about 10,000 years old, and two pieces are 5,000 years old.

"Why aren't there any older ones?"

Wang Teng muttered something in disappointment.

But upon further reflection, I felt relieved.

Most of these whale glues are byproducts that Soul Masters obtain while hunting whale-like Soul Beasts in the ocean, and it is already quite difficult to get one that is 20,000 years old.

After all, hunting whale-like spirit beasts that are over 20,000 years old on the vast ocean is extremely difficult.

With that kind of strength and effort, it would be better to hunt other water-attribute soul beasts that are easier to obtain.

Chapter 176 Yu Xiaogang's 'Training'

Having figured this out, Wang Teng put the whale glue back into the wooden box and stored it in his storage soul tool.

"Now is not the time to take it." He thought to himself, "Besides, the excuse I used to buy whale glue was to buy it for my older brother, so I have to make the whole thing work."

Wang Teng decided to find an opportunity tomorrow to send the two pieces of five-thousand-year-old whale glue to Wang Sheng.

Then, after a few days, find an excuse to leave the academy, go to Soto City, rent a room, and quietly absorb the remaining Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue.

Having made up his mind, he lay down again and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, while it was still dark, the Shrek Academy playground was already packed with people.

Like everyone else, Wang Teng rubbed his eyes as he arrived at the meeting point.

The training was usually led by Dean Flander or Teacher Zhao Wuji, but today was a little different.

Master Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back at the front of the group, looking at them calmly.

"Everyone's here? Let's begin."

The master said calmly.

Thus began a day of training.

First, we did a long-distance run, running five laps around the village to warm up.

Next was swimming, in the pool that Wang Teng and the others had dug earlier.

After swimming, it's time for all sorts of physical training.

Shuttle runs, push-ups, sit-ups, lifting weights...

After completing the routine, everyone was panting heavily.

In the afternoon, everyone was also taken to the bamboo forest behind the village for evasion training.

Previously, the bamboo forest was filled with traps, but this time, Wang Teng discovered that there were some more bells and ropes in the forest.

It seems that these were all added specifically after Yu Xiaogang arrived.

Next, Wang Teng and his team had to move quickly while trying not to make any noise, which significantly increased the difficulty.

The sun rises from the east to its zenith, and then slowly sets in the west.

After Wang Teng and his team successfully traversed the bamboo forest for the fifth time, avoiding all the traps, he stopped, wiped his sweat, and looked up at the horizon.

At this moment, the setting sun dyed the clouds orange-red, and the golden afterglow sprinkled on the bamboo leaves, giving them a warm glow.

"It's about time, let's call it a day for training."

Wang Teng called out to his companions who were still moving through the woods.

The group walked through the bamboo forest one after another and stopped.

People either leaned against bamboo to catch their breath or sat directly on the ground, unwilling to move.

"It's finally over!"

Ning Rongrong walked over to Wang Teng, rubbing her sore shoulders, pouting, and complained, "I don't know what use the master is. Today's training is exactly the same as before, nothing has changed."

"Rongrong, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Tengchao nudged Tang San, who was still practicing deep in the bamboo forest, and whispered a reminder.

Although he agreed with Ning Rongrong's opinion, it was still inappropriate to discuss his teacher in front of Tang San.

"Rongrong is right, I haven't noticed any changes either."

Ma Hongjun swayed over and plopped down on the ground, his chubby face covered in sweat.

"Could this master be just a figurehead?"

The others gradually gathered around, and although they didn't say anything explicitly, their expressions revealed a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction.

"Alright, alright, let's all keep quiet."

Dai Mubai waved his hand, but his tone also carried a hint of grumbling.

As they were talking, the master walked over from the other end of the bamboo forest, his steps unhurried and his face expressionless.

"Alright, let's do as Wang Teng said, that's enough for today."

After Yu Xiaogang stopped, his gaze swept over the crowd, and he slowly said, "I heard what you were whispering about just now."

The group exchanged glances, but there was no awkwardness, since what they said was true.

"It's not that I can't come up with new training methods, but rather that your current training methods are already very well-established."

The master said frankly, "I specifically asked Flander before, and he said that these training methods were proposed by Wang Teng?"

Wang Teng nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

"Ah."

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly and continued, "I have carefully studied your previous training content. Long-distance running, swimming, physical fitness, and dodging are all interconnected and progressive. It is indeed a very scientific arrangement."

"Since the training method is already very mature, there is no need for me to forcibly change it just to show that it exists."

"So what exactly is the purpose of you as a training instructor?"

Dai Mubai couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The master's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile, and he said, "Although I haven't changed the training methods, I didn't come here for nothing."

"For example, right now, you've been training hard all day, you must be exhausted, right? I've specially prepared a medicinal bath for you."

"Medicated bath?"

Everyone spoke in unison, their voices filled with surprise.

"of course."

The master crossed his arms and nodded.

"Master, medicinal baths must be quite expensive, right? Is Dean Flander willing to spend that much?"

Ning Rongrong asked suspiciously.

Flanders was notorious throughout the entire college for being stingy.

"That guy disagreed at first, of course."

The master smiled and explained, "However, this was my insistence, once a week. He couldn't persuade me otherwise, so he had to agree."

"So, are you satisfied with this gift?"

"awesome!"

The crowd cheered immediately, their earlier resentment vanishing instantly.

"Let's go eat in the cafeteria first, and then we'll go to the medicinal bath."

The group chatted and laughed as they walked toward the cafeteria.

After dinner, it was completely dark, and the stars twinkled in the night sky.

The master led them to a warehouse next to the dining hall.

This place used to be a dumping ground for miscellaneous items, but it has now been cleaned up.

The warehouse was divided in two by a curtain and wooden planks.

There was a piece of paper pasted on the left side of the door, with the word "male" written crookedly.

The right side is naturally the girls' territory.

"Boy on the left, girl on the right."

"The medicinal bath needs to be soaked for a full hour, and you should try not to come out during that time."

The master instructed, "Alright, everyone go inside."

As soon as the words were spoken, the crowd split into two groups and eagerly headed inside.

Pushing open the warehouse door, a wave of humid heat, mixed with a strong medicinal smell, hits you.

"Ugh, what's that smell?!"

Ma Hongjun pinched his nose and complained in a muffled voice.

"Alright, Fatty, stop being so demanding."

Wang Teng gave him a push and urged, "It's good enough to have a medicinal bath; it's better than just sitting there."

With that, he went inside first.

The warehouse contained rows of large wooden barrels, each about a meter tall and a meter in diameter, neatly arranged in a row.

The bucket was filled with grayish-green liquid, bubbling and steaming.