Chapter 9: Spirit Hall Academy's Talent Camp, Qian Ning'er!
"Hmm, you are very calm. Now that you have obtained your first and second spirit rings, I will take you to the Spirit Hall Academy's Talent Camp." Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Long Yu's reaction with some surprise.
It has only been a few days since he awakened his Spirit, and he has already reached this level, yet he can maintain such a calm temperament. This is not simple.
Compared to him, Chrysanthemum Douluo, in his own right, felt ashamed to speak of his performance at the same age.
"Okay, Uncle Ju." Long Yu wasn't too surprised; he possessed the Dragon God Martial Soul.
Long Yu now estimates that he can fight an ordinary Spirit Ancestor. What he lacks most is combat experience, which is his most urgent need at the moment.
Immediately, the two of them hurried to the Spirit Hall Academy's Talent Camp. Before leaving, they specifically brought back the corpses of the two Spirit Beasts. Unfortunately, no Spirit Bones were found, as they were only hundred-year or thousand-year Spirit Beasts.
And to be honest, if it wasn't an external Spirit Bone, he truly wouldn't care for hundred-year or thousand-year Spirit Bones.
At least it has to be a Spirit Bone of 50,000 years or more!
The Spirit Hall Academy's Talent Camp gathers the elite of the younger generation from Spirit Hall Academy.
Only students of Spirit Hall Academy who pass multiple assessments are qualified to enter the Talent Camp, and the assessment requirements are extremely high.
Students entering the Spirit Hall Talent Camp must be between 9 and 14 years old, with a spirit power level of at least 25 and above, and an innate spirit power level of at least 7 and above.
Each session of the Talent Camp's training and assessment lasts three years, and only after passing the final assessment can one be considered to have graduated!
The elimination rate of the Talent Camp is extremely high; less than one-third of the students can complete all subject tasks, and there is also a certain probability of death.
Moreover, the student's family background must be known and trustworthy, because the Talent Camp cultivates the future pillars of the Spirit Hall!
"Your Excellency Chrysanthemum Douluo, hello, I am Lin Hao, the chief instructor of this session's Talent Camp.
You must be Long Yu, whom His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff mentioned, right? But he is too young at this age, aren't you afraid of accidents?" A very tall middle-aged man said, dressed in a black suit, looking like a very seasoned and steady person.
Although Long Yu's body had been transformed by the Dragon God Martial Soul, and he had also absorbed his first and second spirit rings.
But he looked at most eight years old, not even reaching the minimum age for the Talent Camp.
Lin Hao's strength was also not weak, already an 84th-level Spirit Douluo expert. Only Spirit Hall has such capital, actually letting a Spirit Douluo teach these children and teenagers.
"Lin Hao, I didn't expect it to be you. Don't worry.
Although Xiao Yu is very young, his strength and talent completely meet the requirements of your Talent Camp," Chrysanthemum Douluo said, looking at the man in front of him.
If he remembered correctly, this Lin Hao was His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff's man. It seemed His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff had extended his reach here long ago.
"Xiao Yu, say hello to Instructor Lin. This is where you will be staying from now on. I hope you don't disappoint His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff and me. I will come to pick you up after you complete all the assessments," Chrysanthemum Douluo said, stroking Long Yu's head.
At the same time, Chrysanthemum Douluo also had his own idea: if Xiao Yu could successfully complete the assessment, then he would try to see if he could take him as his disciple.
Although the possibility was small, it was still worth a try.
What's the difference between a person without a dream and a salted fish?
"Hello, Instructor Lin, I'll be troubling you in the coming days.
Uncle Ju, please send my regards to His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff. I, Long Yu, will definitely pass all the assessments!" Long Yu said with a slightly childish but very confident voice.
"I understand. I'll be leaving then. Remember, safety first." Chrysanthemum Douluo said and then left directly.
Even he had no right to interfere with matters of the Talent Camp.
Watching Chrysanthemum Douluo leave, Long Yu also felt a bit reluctant (don't overthink it). Although Chrysanthemum Douluo's appearance, demeanor, and voice seemed somewhat effeminate, he was still a very good person, at least to him.
"Long Yu, let's go." Lin Hao then walked towards the Talent Camp's training base.
However, a hint of surprise grew in his heart. Good heavens, at just over 6 years old, he was already at level 25. What kind of monster was this?
No wonder His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff asked him to pay more attention to him and report Long Yu's performance to her. Such talent was truly terrifying.
Now, those little rascals in the Talent Camp probably wouldn't be able to jump around anymore, except for the one who "parachuted" in from the Elder Palace.
Perhaps a good show would happen soon, and then he could see how strong this Long Yu was.
Not long after, the two arrived at a cluster of buildings, with a large circular, stage-like area in the middle.
There were about fifty children on it, generally appearing to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with spirit power levels of at least 25 and above, and even several Spirit Elders above level 30. These were the members of this session's Spirit Hall Talent Camp.
Long Yu couldn't help but be surprised. As expected of Spirit Hall, Tang San in the original work was only level 29 at 12 years old, but now there are many geniuses in Spirit Hall of similar age but much higher spirit power levels.
If Tang San hadn't repeatedly cheated and consumed Immortal Herbs, he wouldn't necessarily be much stronger than these people.
Of course, the result is what matters; the process is rather unimportant.
Seeing Lin Hao and Long Yu, a middle-aged man standing on the stage waved his hand in greeting.
Then the boys and girls also looked at the two of them, and when they saw Long Yu's childish appearance, they were somewhat surprised and taken aback.
"Are you kidding me? He's so small, probably hasn't even grown all his hair yet—no, hasn't even started to grow. How much spirit power could he possibly have? He couldn't be a connections kid, could he?" A male student said with a hint of disdain.
"Wang Feng, what you said makes it sound like your hair has all grown in." Another rough voice came.
"Hmph, in the Talent Camp, your identity doesn't matter. Can it be greater than His Excellency the Supreme Pontiff and the Elder Palace?" A plain-looking man said.
The few female Spirit Masters, however, were different: "Wow, what a cute little brother! It's a pity I won't choose to team up with him later."
Similar conversations kept erupting among the students, and the middle-aged man said nothing.
In the Talent Camp, to earn respect, one must demonstrate sufficient strength.
"Hello, Chief Instructor!" The students said in unison.
"Mm." Lin Hao nodded, then said: "Without further ado, let me introduce you. This is Long Yu, nine years old this year (actually six, but the minimum age requirement for the Talent Camp is 9! This was made up by Lin Hao!!!), and he is the last student of this session's Talent Camp.
Long Yu, say hello to everyone."
"It's a pleasure to meet everyone, my name is Long Yu." Long Yu enthusiastically introduced himself.
....
No one responded, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
A graceful figure walked out, and a clear voice rang out: "Hello, my name is Qian Ning'er, it's a pleasure to meet you."
The newcomer appeared to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with long golden hair casually draped to her waist, dressed in a golden iridescent gown. Her willow-like eyebrows were curved, and her skin was fair and delicate.
She had a high nose bridge, an angelic face, and exuded an inherent nobility and sacredness, along with a heroic aura.
Her figure was graceful and well-proportioned. Then Qian Ning'er extended her slender, jade-like hand.