Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"This……"

Oscar was somewhat stunned and couldn't help but look at Flander on the sidelines.

Flander adjusted his glasses, walked slowly to the center of the field, and said clearly, "The outcome of this match is decided. I declare the winner to be Wang Teng."

"Dean, I haven't lost yet! I can still fight!"

Ma Hongjun steadied himself and shouted defiantly.

"If you're not willing to admit defeat, then I can continue to fight with you."

Wang Teng crossed his arms and spoke calmly.

"I only lost one move. It was all my carelessness. I didn't dodge. You..."

Ma Hongjun was speechless for a moment.

Flander patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Alright, Fatty, a loss is a loss. There's nothing to be ashamed of in admitting it. Just try your best to win it back next time."

Ma Hongjun lowered his head and said sullenly, "Yes, Dean, I understand... Wang Teng, I admit defeat."

"Good boy."

Flanders gently ruffled his hair.

Seeing Ma Hongjun admit defeat, Wang Teng turned to leave, but was stopped by Flander: "Young man, please wait."

Wang Teng stopped and turned to look at him, asking with a puzzled expression, "Dean Flander, is there anything else?"

"You still don't know what the young man's name is?"

Flander led Ma Hongjun to Wang Teng, his attitude very amiable.

At this moment, Wang Sheng also ran over from the sidelines and stood side by side with Wang Teng.

"My name is Wang Teng, and this is my older brother, Wang Sheng."

Wang Teng explained.

"Haha, I am Flander, the Dean of Shrek Academy."

Flanders smiled and nodded, his gaze lingering on Wang Teng for a moment before saying, "Young man, that move you made just now was truly astonishing in speed."

"You flatter me, Dean. Please feel free to speak your mind."

Wang Teng asked in a straightforward tone.

"Great! I'll get straight to the point then."

Flander adjusted his glasses and explained, "I'd like to invite you, young man, to come to the academy every now and then and then to spar with Fatty a few more times. What do you think?"

"Sparring is fine, but..."

Wang Teng paused, then asked, "What benefits do we get?"

Flander laughed and said, "Young man, don't be fooled by the simple appearance of our academy. Our Shrek Academy has quite a good faculty."

“In our Shrek Academy, we have a Soul Saint-level teacher specializing in food. If you agree to spar regularly, then after each match, I will ask him to prepare some food for you to replenish your soul power and restore your stamina. How about that?”

Wang Teng and Wang Sheng exchanged a glance, then nodded: "Deal."

"Alright! Let's have you two try some of our academy's specialties today."

"Oscar, go and tell Teacher Shao Xin to cook two extra portions of lunch, especially for his candy beans, make sure to prepare more, understand?"

Flander turned to Oscar and gave him instructions.

"Understood, Dean!"

Oscar responded and turned to run towards the cafeteria.

Afterwards, the group reviewed the battle they had just fought on the playground.

Time quickly came to noon.

"Gentlemen, it's about time. Let's go eat first."

Flanders greeted everyone with a smile.

On the way to the cafeteria, Wang Teng asked, "Dean Flander, how often do we spar with Ma Hongjun? Do we need to come every day?"

"Once a week is enough, so you all have time to cultivate and adjust."

Flanders replied.

Shrek Academy's cafeteria was quite simple, and the food wasn't particularly plentiful. However, thanks to the special candies and nutritious meals prepared by Shao Xin, the Soul Saint of the Food Department, the Wang brothers were quite satisfied with their meal.

After the meal, the two said goodbye and left.

As he left the village, Wang Sheng glanced back at the dilapidated sign and muttered, "Although the academy isn't very good, this meal was really decent..."

Wang Teng smiled but didn't say anything.

From then on, their lives gradually took on a new rhythm.

During the day, he exercises his body and cultivates his spiritual power in his own yard.

At night, they would head to the Soto Arena to participate in Iron Soul level matches and gain experience in actual combat.

Their days were busy and fulfilling. Although they often felt physically exhausted, they could both clearly feel themselves getting stronger little by little.

The weekly sparring sessions at Shrek Academy gradually became a regular part of their training plan.

They did this not only for the nutritious extra meal, but also because facing an opponent like Ma Hongjun always allowed them to discover the shortcomings in their moves and gain new insights.

I gradually became familiar with the country lanes, and I got used to seeing that broken wooden sign at the village entrance.

Sometimes Flanders or other teachers would give them a few words of advice after the competition, which were often insightful and greatly benefited the brothers.

Wang Sheng stopped complaining about the academy's simplicity, and Wang Teng, through repeated battles, became increasingly proficient in using his spinning top martial spirit.

They maintained their rhythm of cultivating during the day and battling spirits at night, like two fish swimming upstream, silently moving forward on their own paths.

Days passed by, and a month went by in the blink of an eye.

During this month, Wang Teng and Wang Sheng led a regular and fulfilling life.

They went to Shrek Academy four more times and had four matches with Ma Hongjun.

The results of these four battles remained the same.

Wang Sheng lost all four matches against Ma Hongjun.

Wang Teng, on the other hand, maintains an undefeated record against Ma Hongjun.

However, it was clear to anyone with eyes to see that Wang Teng's victories were becoming increasingly difficult, and the time required for each win was becoming longer and longer.

That night, the small courtyard where the two brothers rented was quiet, except for the "splashing" sound of well water being drawn up.

By the moonlight, the two washed their clothes by the well.

Wang Teng wrung out a wet garment, water droplets dripping back into the basin, and he suddenly sighed softly.

"Sigh, the difference in soul power between me and Ma Hongjun is still too great."

"If this continues, and he completely figures out my playing style, it will be difficult to beat him in the future."

"Splash—"

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng, who was engrossed in washing clothes, poured out the water in his hand, raised his arm to wipe his forehead, and then comforted him, "Little brother, there's no need to be so discouraged."

Chapter 68 Wang Teng's Daily Life

Wang Sheng looked at his younger brother and continued to comfort him, "Don't think too much, little brother. With your strength, at worst you can engage in a tug-of-war with Fatty using ranged attacks."

"At that time, even if Ma Hongjun's soul power is higher than yours, you should still be able to fight him to a draw."

"Besides, it's already quite remarkable that you were able to defeat the level 16 fat guy with only level 12 soul power at the age of 8."

"How many people can take on a challenge that you're above their level?"

Hearing his elder brother's words of comfort, Wang Teng did not respond. He simply stood up in silence, shook out the clean clothes one by one, and hung them on the hemp rope stretched out in the yard.

A cool night breeze swept by, carrying the fresh scent unique to damp cloths.

After hanging up the clothes, Wang Teng leaned against the well, slowly sat down, and looked up at the night sky, which was divided into squares by the eaves.

On the other side, Wang Sheng also finished cleaning up. He shook the water droplets off his hands and walked over to his younger brother.

“Brother, we’ve been in Soto City for a full month now, and we’ve finally settled down.”

"So, I plan to... go back to Tiger King Village."

"go back?"

Wang Teng turned his head, somewhat surprised, and asked, "We've only been away from home for a little over a month, is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"

"Instead of wasting this time, we should focus on our cultivation."

"Don't worry, it won't delay your cultivation plan."

Wang Sheng patted Wang Teng on the shoulder and said, "I can go back alone this time."

"Your talent is better than mine, so staying in the city and focusing on your cultivation is the right thing to do."

"I'm going back for two reasons: first, to let my father know I'm safe, and second..."

Wang Sheng paused, then his tone became more earnest, "I plan to make a detour to Notting City to buy some medicinal herbs for your daily cultivation."

"Go to Nottingham to buy medicine?"

Wang Teng was even more puzzled and pressed on, "Aren't there pharmacies in Soto City too? Haven't we been buying things here all month?"

"You only care about using it, not the price."

Wang Sheng gave a wry smile, his tone carrying the shrewdness typical of someone in charge of a household.

"I've been the one running errands to the pharmacy for the past month."

“I have carefully compared the prices, and the medicinal herbs in Soto are more than twice as expensive as those in Notting.”

"The same amount of money can buy twice the amount in Nottingham."

"Twice as expensive... Soto is a big city after all, so it's normal for things to be more expensive there, right?"

Wang Teng waved his hand dismissively and said, "Besides, we've earned quite a bit in the Great Soul Arena this past month, it should be enough."