The far-off training field tried to simulate a wild environment. The ground had uneven soil and there were several large pits, a pool of water, and a row of wooden walls or wooden stakes.
Gong Lixin had already heard a few people's voices coming from behind the wooden wall and went straight towards the sound. Song Haoran and the others followed behind him.
Bypassing the wooden wall, he saw Gu Nan standing far away and facing their direction. The clothes on his body were soaked and were covered with dark brown mud which made him feel embarrassed. Two other teenagers were leaning against the wooden wall and were arguing about something.
The taller teenager took hold of the arm of the thin and smaller teenager. He advised him with a worried expression. "Zhao Ying, stop worrying and forget about it. He's going back."
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"Is that his limit? Don't you know how to train? As long as he's still breathing, it proves that he has yet to reach his limit. You hold him and we'll continue! Idiot, this is a good opportunity for us to practice, so don't play the good guy now!" The skinny teenager pulled back his arm, summoned a water ball, and aimed it at Gu Nan's face.
Gu Nan barely got a chance to breathe before a water ball slammed into his face, pouring into his mouth and nose, and flooding his trachea. He bent over and hit his chest, attempting to expel the water while he coughed and coughed.
Seeing his embarrassing situation, the teenager seemed to find it extremely funny and laughed heartily before throwing a few more water balls in his direction, not giving Gu Nan any chance to breathe.
At first, Gu Nan could still stand, but after seeing the water balls coming one after another and constantly being aimed at his head and face, he eventually became unable to breathe. In response, he crouched down on the already muddy ground, holding his head in his hands while he was in constant fear of suffocating. The water balls smashed against the back of his head and the mud from the fallen water balls splashed onto Gu Nan's body. Not long after, he was turned into a clay figure and looked utterly miserable.
He felt a dull pain at the back of his head, and the insults of the teenager as he shouted 'waste, dumb, idiot' entered his ears. An angry fire burned in Gu Nan's heart and burned in his eyes. He thought about getting up and resisting, but his feet were trapped in the mud by another soil ability user, preventing him from using his own strength and effectively making it so that he was left no choice but to be passively beaten.
The back of the violent teenager was turned towards Gong Lixin and his party, and so he failed to notice their arrival. Even when Gong Lixin walked up to him, his mouth continued spewing demeaning insults, making Gong Lixin's brow furrow and his anger boil.
"Dare I ask, is this training or bullying?" Gong Lixin walked silently to the two people and asked with a cold tone.
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
"Gong–Young Master Gong!" The tall and buff teenager heard his voice and turned his head. The color immediately drained from his face, turning pale like paper.
"Gong Lixin?" The thin young teenager was shocked. The water ball that had just condensed in his palm immediately dissolved and splashed over him, drenching half his pants. He stiffly turned around and saw Song Haoran with an angry expression behind Gong Lixin. His pupils quickly shrank in fear.
The young man's eyebrows were slender and handsome. He was Zhao Ying, the one who was rescued by Song Haoran.
"This, this is what Sister Gong told me. She said that we should try to stimulate each other and let the other party awaken his potential." Zhao Ying nervously whispered while staring at Song Haoran.
