Wei Ming nodded: "Since no one has any objections, then I will announce the punishment for failing to complete yesterday's mission."

Qian Yuelong looked up, and the others also looked at Wei Ming, who was standing with his hands behind his back.

"Yesterday's punishment was to add 6 more laps to the number of laps you hadn't finished. Today's class assignment is to run 3 laps before sunset."

Three laps for today's task, six laps for the penalty task, plus the distance I didn't finish yesterday—when will I ever finish?!

Many people's expressions changed.

Wei Ming, seemingly ignoring him, continued, "For the running laps later, you can choose to run today's class assignments first, and then complete the punishment laps on your own after class. Running before or after meals is up to you. For the next few days, there will be teachers on duty at playground number 2 responsible for casting gravity-based soul skills. But there's only one thing—"

Wei Ming drawled, scanning the students with their varied expressions, and said:

"Anyone who doesn't complete yesterday's penalty laps today will have to run 6 more laps before class the next day.

"Soul Masters have good memories, so don't think you can get away with this. The other three teachers on duty and I will be keeping an eye on you."

"Anyone who tries to take advantage of the chaos and gets caught will be kicked out of the Spirit Hall Academy!"

The sudden, cold voice was like a thunderclap, striking everyone's hearts and stirring up violent waves in their already rippled hearts because of Wei Ming's words.

"Although the Spirit Hall Academy treats all students equally, it will never tolerate those who cheat or shirk their duties!" Wei Ming's authoritative voice continued to fuel the fire in the students' hearts.

"It's your business if you don't want to improve, but don't stay here and cause trouble for other students, or tarnish the reputation of the class and the college!"

Many trainees, who were well aware of their physical fitness, clenched their hands at their sides, making fists, and their eyes flashed with seriousness.

Although Teacher Wei said we could finish today's classwork first and then do the penalty laps, if we didn't finish the classwork, there would be new penalty tasks, and if we didn't finish yesterday's penalty laps, there would be new laps added. Either way, we would be punished!

Unless they can finish running before their morning classes tomorrow.

Old ginger is indeed spicier.

Many people thought bitterly.

A somber atmosphere spread.

Wei Ming had said everything he needed to say, and the remaining time was left to the students to manage as they pleased.

Qian Yuelong thought for a moment, then moved to the middle of the playground, forming a stark contrast with the students who were moving towards the track.

There was no need to use the third soul skill. During meditation, the Heavenly Evolution Technique, which circulated on its own, nourished every inch of the body's meridians. The small wounds on the body surface caused by the blade wind healed quickly, and the considerable soul power consumed was also replenished.

Meanwhile, her classmates are still struggling with three different gravitational fields.

She looked down at her blood-soaked, torn clothes and felt they were no longer wearable.

After asking Wei Ming for leave, Qian Yuelong, wearing her terrible school uniform, went to the Academic Affairs Office and bought five sets of the same size school uniforms. She changed into one of the new ones and tidied herself up before returning to playground number 2.

At this moment, on the No. 2 training ground, the students of Elite Class 3 were like camels carrying heavy loads in the desert, about to die from lack of water and the weight they were carrying.

On the track, crooked, human-shaped noodles can be seen everywhere.

There were also trainees who were completely stuck to the track, unable to move, even when they were prostrate on the ground.

I don't know if it's because the sun came out, but the temperature in the air gradually rose, scorching the track and turning it into a natural charcoal grill.

Painted red, the ground, which hadn't been scorched black by Qian Yuelong's Azure Flame Soul Skill, shimmered and twisted with heat in her eyes. She could even see white smoke rising from the students stuck to the ground, as if they were being roasted.

Coupled with their faces contorted in agony, as if they were being drained dry and about to ascend to heaven at any moment, anyone who didn't know better would think that an inhumane form of torture was taking place here.

Qian Yuelong: "."

That's terrible.

What kind of hellish scene is this?

She took a deep breath and stepped into the terrifying trial ground, her face showing heroic determination.

There's a saying, isn't there?

The path you choose, you have to walk it to the end, even if you cry.

886 lit a row of candles for Qian Yuelong, watching with pity as Qian Yuelong returned to hell.

The morning passed by amidst the unbearable agony of the students in Class 3.

Fortunately, Wei Ming wasn't a devil. Although he coldly declared that no one deserved to eat until they finished the run, he would thoughtfully hand each student a bowl of warm salt water as a way to replenish their energy after they had struggled to complete a lap.

If that's not enough, there's more, up to three bowls.

Maintaining the gravity field was also a considerable challenge for the three teachers on duty.

Just after lunchtime, Wei Ming summoned the academy's auxiliary department teachers and asked them to help the three teachers on duty, whose soul power had been excessively depleted, to get back on their feet.

The dark blue sky, like ink spilled on rice paper, spread unchecked, gradually filling the sky and staining it into an even deeper color.

The pitch-black night completely swallowed the sky, and a lonely crescent moon hung on a branch that was stubbornly supported by only a few withered leaves, emitting a pale white light.

"Bang!"

Another student, exhausted of both willpower and physical strength, collapsed on the playground and was skillfully carried away by the campus guards who were already waiting outside the track.

The other unattended campus guards stood outside the circle, quietly watching the students who were still struggling on the track even though it was already past midnight.

Like Qian Yuelong and the others, Wei Ming hadn't eaten lunch or dinner except for breakfast, and had only drunk some water. He stood with his hands behind his back on the playground, watching the eight people who remained on the playground, and nodded to himself.

Thanks to the laps I ran using my soul power yesterday morning, Qian Yuelong is now two laps away from her goal.

But she was so exhausted that she didn't want to move a single finger. She could only watch the dawn of a new day with resentment, and Wei Ming, after enduring a night of cold wind, look at the crimson sunrise on the horizon with a devilish smile.

"I'm sorry, your lap count has increased again."

The only remaining student on playground number 2, Qian Yuelong, who hadn't been carried away by the school guards: "."

She suddenly had an urge to go black.

But as it turns out, the human body has a remarkable capacity for adaptation.

This most basic gravity running course and repeated penalty running laps lasted for five days. On the sixth day, Qian Yuelong, whose body had become accustomed to the different effects of the three gravity fields, completed all the laps she had owed before dawn on the seventh day. She was even able to run the new laps on the seventh day with ease, and completed the task assigned by Wei Ming in just one morning.

Taking Xie Yue as an example, he only has one penalty circle left on his body, and the number of students with three penalty circles that day is almost in the double digits.

They were slower than Qian Yuelong, but they gradually adapted.

At this moment, the other trainees who were still struggling in the punishment cycle looked at Qian Yuelong's graceful departure to have lunch with envy and admiration.

That's great, many of them still have four or five laps left.

The faint smile in Wei Ming's eyes faded, replaced by calmness. He said in a low voice, "You've finished running away?"

Others: "."

No.

They looked away, roused themselves, and began to walk again with heavy steps.

Wei Ming watched the students continue running laps, their movements labored, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

The children are all working very hard.