After running for a while, Tang San suddenly asked Zhao Wuji to increase the gravity.

Zhao Wuji also increased the maximum limit, ten times the gravity.

With his strong body, Tang San ran twenty laps with ten times of gravity.

Tang San ran back to the center of the venue and saluted the master, "Teacher, is there any follow-up?"

The master waved his hand to Tang San and signaled him to come to him.

Tang San quickly walked to the master. At this time, he was just sweating slightly on his forehead.

A hint of relief appeared in his eyes, and the master turned to the young soul master who had been shouting before, "Now tell me, is it impossible for a person to complete a triple gravity twenty cycles?"

The young soul master looked at Tang San blankly, "You, are you really a human?"

As soon as these words were spoken, even the Master and Liu Erlong could not help but smile.

Liu Erlong kicked the young soul master over with one kick, "Stop talking nonsense, return to the team, all the people who stopped just now, count the number of laps, start, whoever talks nonsense, don't blame me for being rude."

The young soul master rolled on the ground and ran to the team, and couldn't help but look back at Tang San, "Brother, how much soul power are you doing this year? Is your physical strength trained by the master?"

Tang San nodded to him, "I have been practicing under the guidance of my teacher since I was a child, and now I am level 66."

The first-year soul master fell to the ground as soon as his feet were weak.

"More, how much?" His voice was already trembling.

Tang San said calmly: "Class 66, I am almost twenty-one years old this year. Are you satisfied? You haven't apologized to the teacher yet," he said.

As he spoke, a powerful pressure suddenly came out of him, and the pressure instantly spread throughout the field.

It makes every soul master in training feel breathless.

Most of these soul masters have soul power levels of level 4 or 50. They can make them feel such pressure, and only soul masters above level 60 can do it.

Therefore, although Tang San did not release his earth soul ring, these soul masters had already believed in his words.

All the soul masters belonging to the Heavenly Dou Empire were shocked.

When the young soul master looked at the master again, his expression changed drastically. He bent down to salute the master respectfully.

"I'm sorry. Master, I offended it just now. I accept the punishment."

The master said calmly: "Run ten more laps."

The young soul master shook his body, but he still quickly returned to the team and ran with other soul masters under the control of Zhao Wuji's gravity.

Liu Erlong, who was standing beside him, suddenly burst out with anger, his eyes were red, and there was a faint light of tears.

The master frowned and said, "Erlong, calm down, what happened?"

Liu Erlong held back his anger and said, "The white rabbit in my arms is Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu is dead!"

It turned out that when Tang San handed Xiao Wu over to her, he was a little confused and asked Xiang Lin Er what he meant.

They both came back together and must know something.

Lin Er had to tell her what happened, and Liu Erlong was furious after hearing this.

The two people on the side were stunned. The master was a little unbelievable and turned his head to look at Tang San in an instant.

Tang San knew that Lin Er had already said that his expression was gloomy.

"It's all my fault. It's because I didn't protect Xiao Wu." Holding Xiao Wu's body, Tang San knelt in front of Liu Erlong with a thud, and then repeated the passage.

The master's body suddenly trembled and his steps were a little unsteady.

"Martial Soul Palace, Bibidong, I want to kill you!" Liu Erlong's soul power burst out and turned around and was about to leave.

Tang San hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Liu Erlong's arm, "Teacher Erlong, don't be impulsive."

Liu Erlong suddenly shook Tang San's hand, "Impulsive? How can I not be impulsive? Tang San, if you want to be a man, go to the Spirit Hall with me. Even if I die, I will make a fuss about him."

"Enough." The master shouted, stopping Liu Erlong who was angry and attacking his heart. "What's the use of doing this? You can only sacrifice in vain. Things have happened. Do you still want the mistress to die with you?"

Glazing at the master, Liu Erlong's lips trembled. Finally, she rushed into the master's arms and burst into tears.

The family was destroyed and the tribe was slaughtered.

Even the only goddaughter in his heart was made like this by the Spirit Hall.

The grief and anger in her heart had reached its peak.

If she didn't cry, she might go crazy.

The master hugged Liu Erlong's body tightly and looked at Tang San who was crying.

"Okay, man, a real man, shed blood and did not shed tears. The Wuhun Palace owes us land. One day, it will be repaid a hundred times. Xiao Wu's land affairs cannot be blamed. You can't do it any better. You have to do it now, to improve your strength as soon as possible, reach the title Douluo level as soon as possible, and help her resurrection, do you understand?"

Tang San wiped away his tears and nodded heavily to the master.

The master said: "You should calm down first. We have to make a long-term plan for the blood sea in the Wuhun Palace."

As soon as he said this, the master's body suddenly shook. Liu Erlong in her arms was in contact with his body. He immediately reacted and hugged the master tightly, but found that his face was pale.

He had fainted.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Tang San was startled and hurried forward, helping Liu Erlong to help the master lie on the ground.

Seeing this, Lin Er hurriedly said, "Xiaoxue, hurry up, give the master some treatment."

"Everything in the world is endless." Wang Xue immediately summoned her martial soul, and the breath of life emanated.

The soul master who was training hard was stunned. The vitality made them feel extremely comfortable.

The already tired body suddenly recovered slowly.

This made them turn around and look.

Zhao Wuji snorted, "What are you looking at! Continue to train!"

I was a little surprised. When did Xiaoxue's martial soul become so powerful? The breath of the martial soul can recover from fatigue.

If Xiaoxue was asked to sit here and hold the martial soul, maybe their training would be twice the result with half the effort.

Zhao Wuji touched his chin and felt that this was feasible.

The master woke up slowly and recovered a little.

Tang San said seriously: "Teacher, you can't continue like this. If your body collapses, who will lead us to fight against the Spirit Hall in the future? Your mental overdrawn is very big, and you must rest more. Don't say anything. Even if you are tied up, I will give you a good rest. To train those soul masters, I will leave it to Teacher Zhao and Erlong."

Looking at the eyes of Tang San and Liu Erlong, the master finally surrendered. He forced himself to not let the tears of pain flow out, closed his eyes and nodded silently.

Tang San carried him back to the dormitory with the master on his back.

He stayed by the master until he fell asleep and left the room.

Lin Er came to Flander's office to reminisce about the past, and Wang Xuezhe went to find her former friends.

Open the door and walked in.
Chapter completed!