Chapter 8 He is Clearly a Genius and Incredibly Hardworking_1

"This should be the place."

After a long while, Qin Xiao arrived at that small plaza from earlier in the day.

The next moment, his hands rapidly formed seals and a sudden gust of wind arose.

Yinglei (Thunder Summoning)!

This was also an ability that he naturally awakened as his cultivation level increased.

Of course.

The skill's pre-casting time was too long, so Qin Xiao had given up on using it in battle.

However, it was more than suitable for training.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

About ten minutes later, a streak of lightning split the sky in the distance, followed by rolling thunder.

"What's happening?"

"Why is there a storm out of nowhere?"

Startled by the thunder, many people in Shrek Academy awoke from their sleep.

But.

They quickly noticed something amiss.

Because those flashing arcs of electricity weren't spreading across the boundless horizon—they were coming down vertically...

"Damn, who is that? How many bad deeds must someone have committed to be struck by lightning like that?"

In Flander's office, Teacher Zhao, Li Yusong, and several other teachers were also up.

With sons of Titled Douluos arriving at the academy, and Titled Douluos themselves, they couldn't sleep.

"Heh, Old Zhao, how many bad things have you done to be struck like this?"

After hearing Teacher Zhao's words, Flander asked with twinkling eyes.

"Me?"

"How can it be the same?"

Embarrassment flashed across Teacher Zhao's face, then he laughed, "No matter what, I am, after all, a man who has crossed hands with a Titled Douluo and came out in one piece."

"Keep bragging. If His Majesty the Thunder Emperor had held back any less, you'd already be racing with your little friends by now," Flander said, unceremoniously striking down.

"Hmph."

Hearing Flander's words, Teacher Zhao snorted coldly, about to retort when he looked out the window and furrowed his brow, "Old Master Fu, something's not right. Look at this lightning. It seems to be drawn in an unending chain. Under such an assault, even a Titled Douluo would probably be blasted to smithereens, don't you think?"

As soon as these words were out, everyone else also felt that something unusual might be going on.

"Let's go."

"We should check it out."

Flander said.

But Teacher Zhao cautioned, "Boss, considering all the bad things you've done, I'd advise you to be careful."

Flander's eyebrows furrowed, and he coldly spat out a single word, "Scram."

Before long.

Flander, Teacher Zhao, Li Yusong, and others arrived at the edge of the plaza.

Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh...

A wave of gazes, almost tangible, were cast towards the center of the plaza.

They were all eager to see who was so sinful to be continually struck by lightning.

"Fellas, am I seeing things, or is there someone in the center of the plaza?"

The chubby Shao Xin squinted his bean-sized eyes, speaking hesitantly.

"It shouldn't be a person, at least it shouldn't be!"

The normally composed Lu Qibin spoke in a grave tone.

"Silence!"

Flander's voice rang in everyone's ears.

With his Martial Soul being a cat eagle, enhanced vision was one of his bonuses. Thus, he could barely make out the figure bathing in the lightning.

It was Qin Xiao!

Flander even saw that with every breath Qin Xiao took, streams of electricity, like spirit snakes, were being absorbed into his body.

Could he really not be blown to pieces? His body jerked, and his back promptly broke out in cold sweat.

Flander couldn't imagine what kind of strength was needed to accomplish such a feat.

"Everyone, quiet down. That's His Majesty the Thunder Emperor, absorbing the lightning... Training."

Flander recalled the recent image of Qin Xiao in his mind.

Hmm.

He must be training, right?

"What?"

"That's His Majesty... the Thunder Emperor?"

Upon hearing Flander's words, Li Yusong, Shao Xin, Lu Qibin, and the others were beyond shocked and didn't know what kind of expression to make.

Only Teacher Zhao's mouth and the corners of his eyes were twitching uncontrollably.

This Majesty the Thunder Emperor truly was extraordinary—not only did he strike others with lightning, but he also struck himself. A man even fiercer than a ruthless person truly deserved to become a Titled Douluo.

Zhao Wuji seldom admired anyone, but now he had to acknowledge Qin Xiao.

In fact, it wasn't just him who felt amazed; someone else in the shadows also witnessed everything that unfolded before their eyes.

"Who exactly is he? Why is he so strong?"

"If I were in the midst of that thunder, I'd also suffer a devastating blow."

The black cloak couldn't conceal the shock on his face, no matter what.

Those eyes that had seen much of the world had never beheld such a wonder.

Not to mention others, even the possessor of the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Martial Soul couldn't control such Thunderous Force, could they?

...

"Teacher, what's happening?"

At that moment, a voice sounded from behind Zhao Wuji.

He looked back and saw Dai Mubai, Oscar, Tang San, and others approaching from a distance.

On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiaowu, and Ning Rongrong were also rushing over.

"You may look, but do not speak. If you interrupt His Highness's cultivation, think about the consequences for yourselves."

Once everyone arrived in front of him, Zhao Wuji said in a stern voice.

"Teacher Zhao, what did you say?"

"You mean His Highness is cultivating? Could it be that His Majesty the Thunder Emperor is bathing in lightning?"

Everyone was stunned.

This...

Surviving lightning like that was utterly unreasonable.

"Could there be any doubt?"

"Other than His Majesty the Thunder Emperor, who do you think possesses such strength?"

Zhao Wuji snorted.

Ah, this?

Everyone fell silent; after giving it some thought, they concluded there was no one else.

"It's not like I want to criticize you all for always slacking off. What time is it now that you're already sleeping?"

Zhao Wuji looked at the students in their pajamas, furrowing his brows, "Just take a look at His Majesty the Thunder Emperor. At eighteen, he has already become a Titled Douluo, and yet he is still working so hard. Aren't you ashamed?"

Dai Mubai and Oscar were immediately chided to the point of blushing.

Who has time to cultivate when they're a decent person?

If you don't go out and enjoy life, aren't you wasting your prime years?

Tang San, however, sighed inwardly.

When it comes to diligence, he didn't consider himself lacking.

Sleeping later than chickens, rising earlier than them.

But then...

"I'm only a Grand Soul Master now, while others are already Titled Douluo. In this world, is talent really that important?"

"Could it be that my teacher was wrong when he said there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters?"

At that moment, Tang San subconsciously began to doubt the Soul Master theory he had studied for so many years.

On the side, Ning Rongrong and the other girls had different expressions.

Ning Rongrong was first shocked, then her eyes filled with intense curiosity.

A man shrouded in mystery was irresistibly attractive to her.

Xiaowu was filled with nothing but fear, terrified that Qin Xiao would kill her to take her soul bone.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, her expression was very complex.

Extremely complex.

No one knew what she was thinking.

....

After a long time,

When everyone felt their hearing had been lost due to the thunder, the sky full of thunderclouds abruptly dissipated.

In the center, Qin Xiao stood proudly.

To him, this bit of thunder was really nothing; if one were to describe it,

Bathing in thunder was as simple as eating and drinking.

"His Majesty the Thunder Emperor."

"Your Highness."

One after another, these terms of respect began resounding in Qin Xiao's ears.

"All of you, disperse," Qin Xiao dropped these words and turned to walk towards the outskirts.

While Dai Mubai, Oscar, and the others were about to leave, they were called back by Zhao Wuji.

"Wait a minute, where do you think you're going?"

"Did you not see how His Majesty the Thunder Emperor, such a powerful being, is still so dedicated to his cultivation? What right do you have to not work hard?"

Everyone was left speechless and inwardly cursed, I'm just a waste...

From a distance, Qin Xiao also heard Zhao Wuji's loud voice and nearly stumbled and fell.

He really wanted to explain: Don't get me wrong, I'm not actually trying to cultivate hard...

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