This was an unprecedented feeling.
Even Ye Feng began to panic!
What on earth was this girl trying to do?
"Feng, happy birthday."
Qian Renxue took out a very exquisite pastry from the soul tool.
Those sparkling, beautiful eyes just looked at Ye Feng.
She had made it herself.
"Birthday?"
Ye Feng looked at the pastry imprinted with a figure that greatly resembled himself, his face full of surprise.
It must have been made by Xue'er herself, right?
Avoiding the royal household's informants to do this was not easy.
Of course, what Ye Feng found most inconceivable was that Xue'er actually remembered his birthday.
To tell the truth, he himself didn't care about his own birthday and had even forgotten it.
For some reason, at this moment, there was a warm feeling in his heart.
It was as if a mysterious flow of warmth was surging up within him.
"I knew you'd definitely be too busy to remember your own birthday, have a taste, I made this last night when I found some time, I hope you won't scorn it."
At this moment, Qian Renxue wore a very sweet smile.
Unlike the Empire or the Martial Soul Hall, this smile was exceptionally gentle and captivating.
"Xue'er, you've really put your heart into this, but next time please don't do anything so dangerous. If the Empire finds out that a crown prince made a dessert for someone else, and it even has another man's portrait, they might become suspicious."
Ye Feng didn't want to expose Xue'er because of this.
With his current abilities, he was not yet capable of protecting her.
If they were exposed because of this, it would truly be a major loss over a minor gain.
"Don't worry, I made this when I left. The Empire definitely won't find out ~"
Xue'er pursed her lips lightly.
The whole look was somewhat mischievous.
She had been preoccupied with various things during previous birthdays.
This time, she had a rare opportunity, so she made a pastry herself, planning to give it to Feng.
To be honest, she didn't really like the feeling of being in such a high position.
Because everywhere she went, she was being watched.
She couldn't do the things she wanted to do.
And so, in that room, the two of them ate the pastry together.
It must be said, Xue'er's culinary skills were indeed not bad.
After finishing the pastry, the two chatted in the room for a while, and time flew by unknowingly.
It had already reached five in the afternoon.
"Feng, I should head back now."
Because the Empire had given Xue'er a limited time to come out.
So Xue'er had to hurry back to the Empire in the evening.
She really did want to stay here for a day.
But time did not permit it.
As a crown prince, she no longer had control over her own life.
"Mhm, I'll walk you out."
Ye Feng escorted Qian Renxue all the way to the hotel's exterior.
Meanwhile, at another location, Shrek Academy.
"Assemble!!"
At five-thirty a unique assembly horn sounded.
People from Shrek instantly gathered from every corner of the school onto the training field.
"Everyone! In the past week, you've all laid some foundation for your physical training, but to become an outstanding Soul Master, this is still far from enough. Starting today, I will begin the second phase of teaching to test the results of your training from the last week!"
In general, before any big event in school, there would be a rally, followed by speeches from leaders or such.
Although Shrek Academy only had seven students.
The ritual was still in place.
The speaker at that moment was Grandmaster.
He spoke for about ten minutes, then went on to issue some instructions, after which it was Flander's turn.
Flander was quite understanding of these students.
He said a few words, and then the group set off.
Soul Fighting Arena.
Eight people entered a super-large VIP booth.
The Shrek Seven, Master, and Flander.
After all, today marked the first time this group of little monsters had mobilized together since they began concentrated training.
As the dean, he should be there counting money, pah, I mean definitely there to cheer them on, right?!
The soul fighting arena allows one to choose to settle earnings weekly, monthly, or even quarterly.
Last week, Brock's expenditures were such that the academy owed him a considerable sum.
Naturally, he hoped for a weekly settlement.
Just getting promoted to a Bronze Soul Fighting Badge nets one a hundred gold coins, and a Silver Fighting Soul Badge a thousand gold coins!!
Just thinking about it is exciting!
"These are your masks. Take good care of them. I have only one demand, and that is that you must absolutely not reveal your real identities. Got it?"
Master addressed the group.
"Yes!"
Everyone nodded, each brimming with confidence!
"Also, you must not only obtain individual Silver Soul Fighting Badges in one-on-one soul fights, but also win Silver Fighting Soul badges in team battles. Starting from today, you will fight under the team name of 'Shrek Seven Monsters'."
Brock stood with his hands behind his back, speaking with a very serious demeanor.
"Team battles?"
The term was still quite foreign to them all.
Even Dai Mubai and the others had never participated in team battles before.
"Yes, team battles will not only allow each of you to earn individual points, but there is also team scoring, which isn't available in two-on-two soul fights. Of course, the most crucial aspect is that it will train your ability to cooperate, which is the purpose of team battles!!"
Master looked at everyone.
He was like a drill sergeant from the military, stern and authoritative, making it seem impossible to defy him!
"Understood!"
Everyone nodded in unison, their voices loud!
As for the team battles, they were all incredibly excited!
"Good, then for the last point, what is your target score for tonight?!"
Master's cold and unyielding gaze fell upon the group.
"Target score? This…"
Upon hearing this question, they were all a bit dumbfounded.
In truth, they didn't know how many points they should aim for tonight.
Because they hadn't planned for it beforehand.
"Tang San, you go first. How many points do you want to score tonight?"
Master stared at Tang San.
"Tonight, I want to score ten points!!"
Tang San spoke up directly!
"Ten points??"
Hearing this, everyone looked confounded!
Had they heard wrong?
You should know that ten points meant winning ten consecutive matches.
Xiaosan planned to fight ten battles tonight?
It was simply unimaginable!
"Brother, you..."
Xiaowu looked at Tang San.
Ten matches! What a crazy move!
What if it exhausted him too much?
After all, they had to continue tomorrow night.
"Don't worry, I should be able to handle ten matches."
He felt full of energy today.
If he moved quickly enough to keep each match under ten minutes, he could definitely win ten consecutive matches.
And that was him being conservative.
If he went all out and secretly used all kinds of hidden weapons, he was confident he could score twenty points or even more!
"Excellent! Ten matches! Ten points! Worthy of being my Direct Disciple!! Xiaowu, what about you?!"
Upon hearing Tang San's declaration, Master was more satisfied with him than ever before!
The next second, he turned his gaze toward Xiaowu.
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