Oscar rolled his eyes at Ma Hongjun, released his grip and dropped him directly onto the ground, then reached into his soul tool with his free hand and took out two sausages. He consumed one himself and gave the other to Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun sat down on the ground with a "thump," hurriedly catching the sausage Oscar tossed over and consuming it. A concentrated surge of soul power bloomed within his body, instantly restoring his soul power and physical strength, his complexion gradually becoming rosy again.
Actually, Oscar's consumption wasn't small either. Although Ma Hongjun was only at level thirty-five, his true strength was already comparable to a Soul Master of the Spirit Ancestor realm. While Oscar could defeat him relying solely on his external soul bone, it hadn't exactly been easy for him either.
Oscar's soul power had been depleted by at least fifty percent. After consuming the sausage, Oscar's soul power recovered rapidly, and soon both his soul power and physical strength had been greatly restored.
Meanwhile, Zhao Wuji was reflecting on the battle between Oscar and Ma Hongjun that had just concluded, his entire being somewhat stunned.
He knew Ma Hongjun's current strength very well—it was absolutely not something the Oscar who had left a year ago could have matched. Originally, Zhao Wuji had thought that even if Oscar didn't lose, he wouldn't have won so decisively.
But now it seemed that while Ma Hongjun's improvement was terrifying, Oscar was no less impressive.
Rising from level thirty to level thirty-seven in one year—this degree of improvement was something Zhao Wuji would never have dared to imagine in the past.
And now it had happened with Oscar and Ma Hongjun. Not only did Zhao Wuji believe it, but most importantly, even though both of their soul powers had improved so rapidly, their cultivation foundations showed no signs of being unstable. Furthermore, the strength they displayed far exceeded that of soul masters of the same level.
Fighting across multiple levels was as simple as drinking water for them. Most importantly, Oscar, a support-type soul master, had actually been able to defeat Ma Hongjun, an assault-type soul master with a top-tier beast martial soul, in direct combat.
And in Zhao Wuji's view, Oscar's external soul bone could now be completely treated as a second martial soul. After all, even without soul skills, those powerful sword techniques came to him effortlessly, and their power was much stronger than the soul skills of soul masters at the same level.
If Oscar's external soul bone could have soul rings attached to it, Oscar would essentially be equivalent to a Twin Martial Soul master.
Dugu Yan watched Oscar, who had easily won despite facing two opponents, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
She knew Oscar's strength better than anyone. Although Oscar was only a support-type soul master, he possessed strength far exceeding assault-type soul masters of the same level—this had undoubtedly changed the history of the soul master world.
And such an outstanding man was still her boyfriend, so naturally, she was happy.
Oscar turned his head to look at Zhao Wuji: "Teacher Zhao, how was that?"
Zhao Wuji chuckled: "Not bad. I didn't expect that in the year you were away from the academy, you'd have such terrifying improvement."
"You and Hongjun are the most terrifying little monsters I've ever seen. The future miracles of our Shrek Academy will probably be created by you two."
Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Oscar smiled: "Don't worry, Teacher Zhao. If we make something of ourselves in the future, we definitely won't forget you. If you still can't find a wife for the rest of your life, we'll take care of you in your old age."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji was originally happy, but upon hearing the second half, his face immediately darkened. He glared at Oscar: "You brat, daring to make fun of Old Zhao? Come on! I'll train with you!"
Zhao Wuji said this while looking at Oscar with a serious expression: "Since Hongjun and Mubai didn't make you use your full strength, Old Zhao will personally step in."
Hearing this, Oscar helplessly rolled his eyes: "Teacher Zhao, my consumption just now wasn't small. Although I used my first soul skill to recover, I've only recovered less than eighty percent of my soul power at this point. Isn't this bullying the weak?"
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji chuckled: "No, no, no, I'm giving you pressure so you know that you can never let your guard down no matter when. Now you can team up with Hongjun, and you can also bring Dugu Yan."
"But you need to know that this time I won't hold back. I'll keep exerting force until you use your full strength. Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Oscar's mouth twitched. For some reason, Zhao Wuji, who used to be somewhat upright, had become so scheming now?
And wasn't this exactly what he had once said to Ma Hongjun? Now Old Zhao was using his own words against him?
Oscar curled his lips: "Teacher Zhao, although Mubai took my first soul skill, he still needs to be checked to make sure there aren't any aftereffects later. I'll send him to Teacher Shao first."
Hearing Oscar's words, Zhao Wuji thought for a moment. Just as he was thinking, Li Yusong had unknowingly arrived at the plaza and said to everyone: "Leave Mubai to me. I'll take him to see Old Shao. You all continue."
Hearing this, Oscar was speechless, thinking to himself: "Old man, you had to come at this exact moment? The timing is just too perfect."
Oscar knew there was no escaping this beating, so he simply said to Ma Hongjun: "How's your recovery? Want to train with Old Zhao with me?"
Ma Hongjun nodded: "Although I consumed quite a bit just now, the effect of your first soul skill, Boss, is much better than before. My soul power has already recovered to fifty percent."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji's eyebrows raised slightly. He had to admit that the recovery effect of Oscar's first soul skill was indeed very powerful. Just moments ago, Ma Hongjun's soul power had been depleted to the point where he could barely maintain flight—it was less than ten percent remaining.
And now, in just a few minutes after consuming Oscar's first soul skill, he had already recovered half?
But this was good too—it would let him properly stretch his muscles.
At this moment, Dugu Yan looked at Oscar and asked: "Xiao Ao, what about me?"
Oscar thought for a moment: "Sister, you just need to provide support for Hongjun and me. Although your poison is powerful, the gap in strength between you and Old Zhao is too large. You won't be able to use your poison against him."
As Oscar spoke, he rolled his eyes at Zhao Wuji before continuing to Dugu Yan: "Besides, Old Zhao obviously wants to beat me up this time. Don't get involved, or you might get accidentally hurt by him. He doesn't know anything about being gentle with ladies."
Hearing this, Dugu Yan nodded: "Alright, I'll support you two."
As Dugu Yan spoke, she jumped directly from the platform to Oscar's side and took his arm.
"Don't worry, I'll protect myself." Dugu Yan knew Oscar didn't want her to get hurt, so she softly assured him.
Oscar smiled slightly, leaned close to Dugu Yan's ear, and whispered: "If Old Zhao tries to attack you, just consume the sausage I gave you and fly into the sky. Remember to stay at least thirty meters away, otherwise Old Zhao's third and fifth soul skills can instantly bring you down."
Dugu Yan nodded to indicate she remembered.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun said: "Boss, stop whispering to your girlfriend. How are we going to fight in a moment? Give us a direction."
Hearing this, Oscar pulled his head back from beside Dugu Yan and softly said to Ma Hongjun: "It's been a year. I don't know if the tacit understanding between us has declined. There's no strategy for this battle—we'll improvise. This will also test the chemistry between us."
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun wasn't worried at all. Instead, he patted his chest and vowed: "Don't worry, Boss. I'll definitely set you up with good assists."
Hearing this, Oscar smiled and took out another sausage to give to Ma Hongjun—still his first soul skill, the Super Recovery Big Sausage.
"Eat one more. Try to recover as much soul power as possible. Later, we'll just focus on attacking."
Ma Hongjun took the sausage and stuffed it directly into his mouth: "No problem, Boss. During the time you were away, Mubai and I were tortured miserably by Old Zhao. Now that you're here, we'll definitely make Old Zhao eat humble pie."
As soon as Ma Hongjun finished speaking, Zhao Wuji also jumped onto the fighting platform: "How is it? Have you finished discussing?"
Hearing this, Oscar and Ma Hongjun instantly entered combat mode, as if they had returned to the time a year ago when they faced Zhao Wuji.
Oscar and Ma Hongjun both stepped forward simultaneously, shielding Dugu Yan behind them. Dugu Yan remained motionless where she stood, watching the two boys protect her in front, her heart overflowing with emotion.
"Teacher Zhao, this is the first time Hongjun and I have teamed up since our reunion, and we have Sister's support. Be careful." Oscar gave a reminder.