Not only Ma Hongjun, but also Dai Mubai, who was standing aside with a cold and arrogant face, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Xiao Ao is practicing? What stimulated this guy?"

"When I went back last night, he was meditating and didn't wake up. He must have fallen into trance." Tang San said.

"Isn't it? Really crazy?" Ma Hongjun almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Although Oscar is extremely talented, he is lazy and unmotivated. Except for required classes, he spends most of his time sleeping.

Too lazy to eat breakfast, too lazy to shave, let alone practice...

Dai Mubai frowned, "It won't be a problem..."

"I'll go take a look..."

Ma Hongjun was about to go to the dormitory when he saw Oscar yawning and slowly walking over with messy short hair.

"Damn, I thought you also exploded and died." The fat man rolled his eyes.

"I originally wanted to practice, but accidentally fell asleep..." Oscar said sleepily, scratched his head, and stood next to Ning Rongrong, "The dean hasn't come yet?"

"I think you want to be fined for running laps again?" Ning Rongrong said angrily.

The words just fell.

Flanders was seen pacing with his hands behind his back and a serious look on his face, his sharp eyes scanning everyone from left to right.

"Today is the second period, Oscar, you are late again."

Oscar immediately straightened his back and said, "Dean, please listen to my explanation..."

"I said, I will never be late for my class..." Flanders raised his chin slightly, signaling for him to get out of the queue.

"Dean..." Oscar took a step forward helplessly, "I have exceeded level 30..."

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

"What did you say?" Flanders' serious expression froze on his face, but his eyes turned into surprise.

Ning Rongrong also raised her head suddenly, her big eyes filled with complex expressions.

Food-based martial arts are the most difficult of all martial arts to cultivate...

This guy broke through the watershed of level 30 in just one night??

Is this...the real talent?

Seeing everyone staring at him in surprise, Oscar spread his hands innocently, "Although...I don't know how I broke through...but I really broke through..."

I accidentally fell asleep while meditating.

When I woke up, I was at level 30 for no reason.

If you say this, I'm afraid several people present will beat their chests and stamp their feet.

Although they are all monsters, there is also a gap between monsters and monsters...

"Okay, Oscar, you didn't disappoint me!" Flender's eyes lit up, and he patted Oscar on the shoulder with his big hand, "Tell everyone how old you are this year!"

"Fourteen years old."

"Fourteen years old, you have already reached level 30! In time, you will definitely become the strongest assistant in the soul master world!" Flanders said with a smile on his lips.

Although he was speaking to Oscar, his eyes fell accurately on Ning Rongrong.

"..." Facing his meaningful eyes, Ning Rongrong's hands hanging by her sides clenched suddenly, her pretty little face clearly written with stubbornness and unwillingness.

Flanders smiled even more cunningly and proudly, cleared his throat and said, "Tomorrow, Teacher Zhao will lead you to the Star Dou Forest to find a suitable soul ring for Oscar..."

"Okay, now let's start our second lesson, adaptive training."

Then, he waved to Xiao Ao, "Come here, big sausages and small sausages, get three sausages for each of them... The content of this class is the sausage-eating contest!"
Chapter completed!