However, their physiques were far inferior to Ye Chen's, so even after consuming a tiny bit of ten-thousand-year whale glue, the side effects began to manifest.
Ye Chen noticed that Wu Feng and Ning Tian would steal glances at him from time to time, their eyes radiating an inexplicable heat.
Moreover, as they ran, these two would occasionally clench their legs...
"I still have some here, do you want more?" Ye Chen asked them.
"No, no, no, no more..."
"Next time, maybe next time..."
Wu Feng and Ning Tian shook their heads repeatedly.
Their faces were flushed with an unnatural blush, partly because of the blood rushing to their heads from running dozens of kilometers, and partly due to the side effects of the whale glue.
Fortunately, they had eaten little, otherwise, they would have had to go to the restroom.
"Alright."
Ye Chen nodded and continued eating on his own.
Ning Tian and Wu Feng both looked at Ye Chen with some surprise.
"Ye Chen, you... don't feel anything strange?" Ning Tian hesitated but couldn't help but ask.
"No, I just feel warm all over, it's fine," Ye Chen said casually.
As long as he ate a little less each time, with his physique, the side effects were minimal, at most a slight warmth, with little impact.
"Ye Chen, are you sure you don't feel anything strange???" Wu Feng's voice grew a few shades louder.
Her and Ning Tian's gazes simultaneously dropped, looking at Ye Chen's...
It seemed there was indeed no reaction.
"Ye Chen wouldn't be..."
Wu Feng and Ning Tian slowed their pace, falling behind Ye Chen. The two huddled together, exchanging glances, a profound sense of dread in their hearts!
Because both of them knew the side effects of the whale glue, yet Ye Chen had no reaction at all. Could he be...?
"No way, Ye Chen is so handsome, it's impossible for him to be like that..." Wu Feng's face fell, clearly unwilling to believe it.
"Mm, I also think it's impossible... Perhaps Ye Chen has developed resistance from eating too much whale glue..."
Ning Tian said, seemingly comforting herself, but suspicion still lingered in her heart.
"How about we test him?" Wu Feng thought of a good (wicked) idea.
"How do we test him?" Ning Tian asked curiously.
"Like this, like this..."
Wu Feng leaned close to Ning Tian's ear, whispering as they ran.
"Hmm... wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate...?" Ning Tian's face flushed slightly, feeling that Wu Feng's idea was a bit too much...
"What's wrong with that? If you don't do it, I will," Wu Feng pouted, clearly not caring.
"Hmph, I'll do it. You're just a master of theory; you'll definitely make a fool of yourself in practice." Ning Tian snorted lightly, naturally unwilling to give this opportunity to Wu Feng.
Ye Chen naturally had no idea what Ning Tian and Wu Feng were thinking, and continued to run at his own pace.
Just then, Ye Chen saw another class, seemingly having finished their other lessons, arriving at the sports field.
As luck would have it, that class was Zhou Yi's class.
At this moment, the students in Zhou Yi's class seemed to have just finished combat training, and each of them looked somewhat fatigued.
But Zhou Yi wouldn't let them off the hook.
"Look at all of you, one battle and you're already like this. How will you compete with others in the Freshman Grand Competition?!"
"Everyone, run 50 laps within one hour! Fail to complete it and you can directly scram!" Zhou Yi snapped sternly.
"Teacher... we've consumed a lot of soul power, isn't 50 laps too much? How about we rest first?" One student couldn't take it anymore and weakly suggested.
They were made of flesh, not steel. Every day was hellish devil training; even if their bodies could endure it, their minds couldn't.
He was at the peak of Level 19 and would definitely reach Level 20 during the freshman assessment, passing it with ease. Why did he need such training?
Moreover, his talent and family background were good; he had resources. When had he ever suffered such hardship?
"Hmm, what did you say?!"
Zhou Yi's brows furrowed when she saw someone daring to contradict her. Her eagle-like gaze instantly locked onto the student who spoke.
That was a student whose soul power cultivation reached Level 19, quite impressive.
But in her eyes, no matter how good the talent, disobedient students should be expelled from her class.
What she wanted was absolute obedience. Only by completely following her rules for training could one truly grow!
The student felt a chill under Zhou Yi's gaze, but since the words were out, he didn't back down. He stiffened his neck and looked directly at Zhou Yi, saying, "Teacher Zhou Yi, high-intensity training can cause damage to our bodies. I suggest we rest for five minutes before continuing physical training!"
Some surrounding students nodded lightly in agreement, but most remained silent. After all, Zhou Yi's authority was deeply etched into everyone's hearts.
It was like the bloodline suppression of a first-year homeroom teacher over young children; even the most mischievous child wouldn't dare to resist in front of certain homeroom teachers.
Zhou Yi, in the hearts of most students, was precisely such an image.
"Very good. In that case, you can go back and rest," Zhou Yi said coldly.
"Really?!"
The student brightened, a huge sigh of relief escaping his heart.
It seemed Teacher Zhou Yi was still very reasonable.
"Yes, you're expelled. You don't need to come anymore. You can rest for as long as you want," Zhou Yi said coldly.
Anyway, she had already expelled so many; expelling a few more wouldn't affect the promotion rate.
"Ah??"
The student looked utterly bewildered, but Zhou Yi was already ignoring him, instead directing the other students to begin running.
Everyone once again witnessed Zhou Yi's ruthless decisiveness. No one dared to speak up, and even if it was bitter and exhausting, they gritted their teeth and began to run.
...
"This old woman is really ruthless..." Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao muttered quietly after running a certain distance.
His cultivation was strong, so he didn't really care, but he just felt that Zhou Yi was too overbearing.
"Alright, stop talking. It wouldn't be good if Teacher Zhou Yi heard you," Huo Yuhao said, panting.
Although his soul power level had increased significantly, he was still at the bottom of the class.
Fortunately, with Mystic Heaven Skill and his strong perseverance, he was already used to such training. Previously, it was 100 laps in an hour, and now 50 laps, he could complete it by running slowly.
"Oh, that boy is running so fast..." Suddenly, Wang Dong seemed to have discovered something and looked at Ye Chen curiously.
Because Ye Chen's speed was too fast. Most students were running slowly, but Ye Chen's current speed was twice that of others.
Even Ning Tian and Wu Feng were left far behind by Ye Chen.
"Whoosh—"
Wang Dong was inherently unwilling to admit defeat. He suddenly accelerated and directly chased after him.
"Hey, Wang Dong, slow down! Running too fast consumes a lot of stamina..." Huo Yuhao wanted to call out to Wang Dong, but he didn't dare to catch up because that speed was his limit.
Any faster and he would truly be out of breath.
Wang Dong, however, completely ignored Huo Yuhao and quickly caught up to Ye Chen...