Except for Xiao Hongchen and the three others who were rated A-class, the remaining students only received B-class evaluations. Given their performance in this trial, B-class was indeed the limit they could achieve. In terms of talent quantity, it must be said that the Sun Moon Royal Spirit Tool Academy truly couldn't compare to Shrek Academy. At least, most of Shrek Academy's inner court disciples could actually achieve A-class ratings, demonstrating the academy's formidable talent reserves.
In the training grounds of St. Freya Academy, Ji Juechen held an iron sword, his posture agile, sword shadows intertwining and crisscrossing. He attacked Jingliu furiously, like a swift storm. His eyes burned with fervent flames, each sword stroke brimming with his devotion and love for the way of the sword.
Jingliu stood with her hands behind her back, her expression calm. Only at her sword finger did sword energy subtly condense like fine threads. Facing Ji Juechen's sharp offensive, she remained unhurried, gracefully parrying every attack. Each time the iron sword collided with her finger, a crisp, melodious clang, like metal striking metal, echoed through the training ground.
Ji Juechen grew more excited with each exchange. Having a sword master like Jingliu personally spar with him was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With every clash, he could clearly feel his swordsmanship subtly improving. This feeling enthralled him.
On his iron sword, the gray Annihilation Sword Intent grew denser. The sword energy was highly compressed and condensed, gradually transforming into a massive gray greatsword. The greatsword tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistle, carrying an aura that sought to cleave all things in the world as it heavily slashed down towards Jingliu.
Jingliu felt the power contained within this sword strike and nodded slightly. This simple gesture was an acknowledgment of Ji Juechen's growth during this period. Immediately after, she lightly pointed a finger, and a dazzling sword light flashed away like a shooting star. This was followed by the crisp sound of the greatsword shattering, and Ji Juechen's figure flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
"Old Ji!" Jing Ziyan quickly rushed forward when she saw this, steadily supporting Ji Juechen. Ji Juechen was now covered in wounds torn by the shattered sword energy. Crimson blood seeped through his clothes, staining them a deep red, making him appear disheveled. However, the light in his eyes was brighter than ever before.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master!" Ji Juechen completely disregarded his own injuries, enduring the pain to cup his hands and respectfully bow to Jingliu. Although Jingliu hadn't officially taken him as a disciple, her unreserved transmission of swordsmanship during this time made him sincerely address her as "Master."
Initially, Ji Juechen thought that as a student of the Sun Moon Royal Spirit Tool Academy, even if he were fortunate enough to seek guidance from the Snow Moon Douluo, she would likely only give him a perfunctory pointer or two. But he never expected that Jingliu didn't care about his background.
Not only did she meticulously teach him swordsmanship, but she also personally sparred with him, pointing out the shortcomings in his swordsmanship in detail, and wholeheartedly imparting methods to enhance his sword intent and refine his sword skills.
Moreover, he also learned a portion of swordsmanship from Jingliu that surpassed the system of this world. Jingliu's magnanimity and vision completely conquered Ji Juechen, raising his admiration for her to an unprecedented level.
Besides Ji Juechen, among the exchange students from the Sun Moon Royal Spirit Tool Academy, Meng Hongchen also learned some swordsmanship from Jingliu. After all, she also used dual swords as weapons and had a strong interest in swordsmanship. However, Meng Hongchen, unlike Ji Juechen, was not a pure swordsman obsessed with the way of the sword, so the swordsmanship she learned was relatively limited. Still, her gains were quite substantial, as Jingliu, in addition to her exquisite swordsmanship, also possessed profound attainments in the way of ice. And Meng Hongchen's spirit power happened to be ice-attributed, benefiting greatly in this aspect.
On the other hand, Jingliu was quite satisfied with Ji Juechen. Ji Juechen showed good talent in swordsmanship and held a sincere heart for the way of the sword. Although his talent as a spirit master wasn't outstanding, with his strong willpower, he compensated for his deficiencies through diligence and was bound to achieve something in swordsmanship in the future. In contrast, a certain pink-haired girl, though more talented in swordsmanship, was too playful and lacked a persistent pursuit of the way of the sword, which truly made Jingliu feel regret.
"Ach!" In Heaven Dou City, Heaven Dou Empire, March 7th suddenly sneezed without warning. She muttered somewhat dejectedly, "No way, who's talking about me?"
"March, are you alright?" Princess Vina of the Heaven Dou Empire looked at March 7th with concern. Not just her, but Robin and Firefly also turned their gazes to March 7th, their eyes filled with inquiry.
At this moment, March 7th and her companions were in a high-end restaurant, the dinner hosted by Princess Vina. Robin had been traveling across the Douluo Continent with Firefly and March 7th, upholding the philosophy of helping the weak with strong assistance, experiencing the customs of different cities. After arriving in Heaven Dou City, they met Princess Vina, and through Princess Vina's deliberate befriending, they quickly became close friends.
"Ah! I'm fine, don't worry about it." March 7th waved her hand indifferently, then refocused her attention on the exquisite delicacies in front of her.
In the flower sea behind St. Freya Academy, Castorice sat quietly on the ground, hugging her knees, her gaze gently fixed on the figure sitting cross-legged, deep in meditation.
Suddenly, purple ripples appeared in the void beside Castorice, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake. Immediately after, a massive purple dragon head slowly emerged from the void.
"Shh, be quiet, Polydeuces!"
Castorice gently stroked Polydeuces's massive dragon head, her voice soft, quietly reminding it not to make a sound, afraid of disturbing Lu Jingming, who was meditating and cultivating. Polydeuces understood Castorice's words, comfortably enjoying her caress. It even affectionately nuzzled Castorice and obediently made no noise.
While Castorice and Polydeuces shared this tender moment, Lu Jingming's spirit power was circulating at an astonishing speed within his body. As his spirit power continuously compressed and purified, an invisible and formless bottleneck was instantly broken through at this very moment.
The next second, the figure of the Thunderous Figure appeared behind Lu Jingming, gently embracing him from behind. Simultaneously, the Mark of Thunder on Lu Jingming's left hand burst forth with dazzling red light. The Abyssal Black Spear also appeared in his hand, its shaft gleaming with a mysterious luster. Two purple, two black, and one red, five spirit rings sequentially adorned the black long spear, emitting a powerful aura.
As the Mark of Thunder continuously released a large amount of lightning power into the Abyssal Black Spear, a blood-red spirit ring with golden lightning patterns slowly began to condense and take shape on the long spear. Powerful spirit power fluctuations spread out like ripples, having a substantial impact on the real world. The surrounding flowers began to tremble slightly under the impact of this spirit power, looking as if they were about to be affected.
At this critical moment, Lu Jingming suddenly opened his eyes. The powerful spirit power fluctuations, as substantial as reality, instantly receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace.
Lu Jingming looked at the blood-red spirit ring with golden lightning patterns that had appeared on him, a smile gracing his face. For him, the barrier of a Spirit Emperor was merely thin paper that could be easily pierced, and his cultivation had naturally broken through. Moreover, thanks to the existence of the Mark of Thunder, he didn't need to specifically hunt hundred-thousand-year spirit beasts to obtain spirit rings.
His Mark of Thunder was of extremely high quality, far surpassing ordinary hundred-thousand-year spirit rings. Although the spirit ring it provided didn't reach the million-year golden divine ring level, it was no inferior to a Fierce Beast spirit ring. However, its color was slightly different from the Fierce Beast spirit rings in the spirit soul system; it was still blood-red, but the striking golden lightning patterns instantly indicated that it was no ordinary hundred-thousand-year spirit ring.
With his cultivation breakthrough, Lu Jingming was in an exceptionally good mood. He stretched lazily, then slowly stood up. Several months had passed since his trip to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Now, not only had his cultivation broken through to Spirit Emperor, but some of his long-planned projects were also proceeding in an orderly manner, everything developing in the ideal direction.
As Lu Jingming broke through, Polydeuces receded back into the void, which was a death space exclusive to Castorice, inaccessible to living beings.
"I told you, Little Butterfly, you're my lucky star, right? My last breakthrough was here with you too." Lu Jingming walked forward with a beaming smile, gently pulling Castorice up from the ground, effortlessly drawing her soft, delicate body into his embrace.
Castorice's cheeks instantly flushed a shy crimson, both because of Lu Jingming's intimate endearment and because of the warmth emanating from his embrace, which she found somewhat addictive. Looking at the shy and charming Castorice in his arms, a sudden impulse surged within Lu Jingming. He couldn't help but slowly lower his head and gently capture her soft, petal-like red lips.
Castorice's body trembled slightly, but she didn't push Lu Jingming away. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes, responding to him with a hint of inexperience. In this beautiful and tranquil flower sea, their intertwined figures seemed to be the only two beings in the entire world. They sought each other's warmth, immersed in this sweetness and comfort, completely oblivious to their surroundings.
"Castorice, Ah Ming, you two!?"
Meng Hongchen, holding a meal box, her light steps came to an abrupt halt as she witnessed the scene before her. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at the two embracing and intimately interacting, her face filled with shock and disbelief.
Startled by Meng Hongchen's voice, Castorice's eyes snapped open, her heart filled with shyness and panic. She tried to break free from Lu Jingming's embrace. However, Lu Jingming only tightened his grip, holding her waist close, as if to meld her into his own body. At the same time, he held her tongue tightly, not allowing her to escape.
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