Chapter 68: Running is really exciting

As Qin Feng continued to run, he opened his status bar, and a series of data points emerged:

Host: Qin Feng

Gender: Male

Age: 13

First Martial Soul: Tiangang Hammer

Second Martial Soul: God-level Soul Beast

Level: 30 Spirit Grand Master

Soul Bone: x1

Soul Power: 1,283,920/100,000,000

Advance Treasure Chest: x1

To his surprise, Qin Feng noticed that his soul power value was increasing rapidly. In just over a dozen laps, his soul power had increased by more than one million points. Though he was tired, watching his soul power grow by 1,000 points each time was immensely satisfying.

He had been running without utilizing his soul bone, relying solely on his body's strength. This caused his breathing to intensify, sometimes resulting in a massive spike of 10,000 points with a single breath! Normally, a person breathes around 20,000 to 30,000 times a day. At this rate, reaching 100 million soul power through running seemed more than achievable.

"Brother Qin Feng, are you out of your mind? You're overdoing it!" Dai Mubai exclaimed breathlessly as more than an hour passed. By then, only the older students like him and Ning Rongrong were still running as punishment.

Technically, Qin Feng could have stopped and rested hours ago, but he continued to push forward like he was on a caffeine high. Even without using soul power, he accelerated further, causing everyone to look at him in disbelief.

"I'm fine! It's just that I haven't exercised in a long time. I need to get back into shape!" Qin Feng responded cheerfully, then doubled his speed once again.

As his speed increased, so did the rate of his breathing, and consequently, his soul power grew even faster.

Under the scorching sun, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun finally collapsed onto the lawn, panting heavily.

"Brother Feng, why are you pushing yourself so hard?" Dai Mubai asked between gasps.

They had run fifty laps, and Qin Feng had stayed with them the entire time, matching their pace despite not being required to.

"Because I'm just a weakling. I need to keep up with you, my big brothers," Qin Feng replied half-jokingly.

He couldn't very well explain that he had a system that allowed him to gain soul power through breathing. If he told them that increasing his breathing rate helped him level up, they would think he was crazy.

"You really are something else," Dai Mubai said, rolling his eyes. He suspected Qin Feng's strength far exceeded his own, but the guy kept it hidden well.

"No… My legs, they don't even feel like they belong to me anymore," Oscar groaned as he massaged his calves. "Next time I see Dean Flender, I'm definitely staying as far away as possible."

"Brother Feng, you never answered Oscar's question earlier," Ma Hongjun interjected suddenly, as if a thought had just occurred to him.

"Huh? Do you really think I'm some kind of health expert?" Qin Feng asked with a bitter smile.

"Of course! We're all men here; there's nothing to hide. Brother Feng, if you know so much about women's health, you must know more about men's too, right? Come on, share some tips," Ma Hongjun urged, suddenly brimming with enthusiasm. It was as if they had all been lying like dead dogs a moment ago, but now they were bursting with energy just because of this topic.

Half an hour later…

"Brother Feng, you will always be my hero!" Ma Hongjun cried out dramatically, looking like he wanted to lift Qin Feng up in the air.

"Fatty, are you sure you still want to eat? Aren't you worried something might go wrong?" Dai Mubai asked meaningfully.

"Yeah, I probably should eat less. But, Boss Dai, you should eat more! With so many 'matches' every day, you're bound to lose a lot of energy," Fatty retorted with a sly grin.

"Don't slander me like that!" Dai Mubai's face turned red as he glanced around, making sure no one else was listening.

"What are you all chatting about over here? It's almost dinner time, and you haven't returned yet?" A graceful figure approached them from a distance. It was Ning Rongrong.

Instantly, the four of them clammed up. There was an unspoken understanding among men—certain topics were best left unmentioned in front of women.

"We were just discussing what we should eat tonight. After running fifty laps, our legs are completely useless," Ma Hongjun replied weakly.

"I see," Ning Rongrong murmured softly. A delicate, seven-tiered pagoda appeared in her hands, glowing with a gentle light. Several white beams of light emerged from the pagoda, enveloping the exhausted group and infusing them with renewed strength.

"This…" Dai Mubai stared at Ning Rongrong in astonishment.

"Relax. The dean sent us to find you and allowed Rongrong to heal you," Xiao Wu explained as she walked over.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun all let out sighs of relief. Usually, during punishments like this, they weren't allowed to use any soul power at all. If anyone used soul power to bless or restore their stamina, they would be punished even more severely.

If their fifty laps got doubled, turning into one hundred laps… they might end up vomiting their guts out. That's why they hadn't dared to touch even Oscar's restorative sausages during the entire run.

"What are you still standing around for? Do you want me to personally escort you back?" A familiar figure appeared in front of them.

Upon hearing that voice and seeing who it was, they all jumped to their feet. Even Qin Feng, who usually kept his cool, was startled.

Despite being a shareholder of Shrek Academy, Qin Feng had insisted that Flender treat him like any other student without special privileges, and Flender was more than happy to oblige.

With that, the group headed back to the cafeteria together.

After dinner, the moon was already hanging high in the sky. The four of them walked stiffly, their legs straight as boards. Their movements on the stairs were especially awkward.

Tang San, who had been walking alongside them, couldn't stand it any longer.

"Why don't I help you? It's really no trouble," Tang San offered.

He had originally planned to run with them, but the dean had called him to the office for a discussion, so he had escaped the ordeal.

"Don't bother yourself with us, Tang San. But if you really want to help, you could get us some warm water to soak our feet," Qin Feng suggested with a weak smile.

"Soak your feet?" Tang San was a bit surprised, but he could see that Qin Feng was serious. So, he ran ahead to prepare everything.

By the time the four of them arrived at the dormitory, there were four pots of warm water already waiting for them.

As soon as they dipped their feet into the water, strange sounds of satisfaction echoed through the male dormitory. It was the type of tone one would only hear when truly relaxing.

That night, after Dai Mubai and the others went back to their rooms, Qin Feng opened his status bar.

He still hadn't opened the third treasure chest.

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