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Ten minutes later.
Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Wire and Dai Mubai's White Tiger Light Wave finally hit Oscar, who had been playing the rogue by flying around.
(Previous mistake corrected: Ma Hongjun can't fly yet.)
"Your talents are excellent, but I am very disappointed." Grandmaster shook his head. "You have talent, but you completely failed to utilize your advantages."
Dai Mubai had originally been quite curious about this Grandmaster who had taught the freakish Tang San. But hearing him say this, and knowing he was only a Grand Spirit Master, he immediately felt uncomfortable.
Not just Dai Mubai, but Oscar and Ma Hongjun were also unconvinced.
Only Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Tang San listened seriously.
One was serious about herself and eager to improve; one had heard it so much she could filter it naturally; and the last one had truly performed poorly in the battle just now and couldn't refute it.
"Little San, let's talk about your situation first. Your team's defeat was sealed the moment you were eliminated by Xiao Wu." Grandmaster's tone truly carried a hint of disappointment at failing to meet expectations.
"You are the pillar of the team, burdened with the hope of victory for the three of you. Yet, you were still careless and charmed by Xiao Wu's Charm skill. Do you not know Xiao Wu's spirit skills? Do you not know her usual style?" Clearly, Grandmaster had seen Tang San fall into the same trap more than once.
Tang San was easy to talk to about other things, and his performance was usually perfect, satisfying Grandmaster greatly. But when it came to matters involving Xiao Wu, he was always impulsive and prone to mistakes.
"Oscar, why didn't you save Zhu Zhuqing? You clearly had the ability at that time." Grandmaster turned to evaluate Oscar. "Your third spirit skill was enough to let you dodge Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's attacks and rescue Zhu Zhuqing. For now, I can attribute this to you having just obtained the skill and not yet adjusting your mindset or practicing. But... why did you provoke Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai?"
Provoking them for no reason... wouldn't that just incite the enemy's anger?
Would it make them lose their reason?
No, in most cases, it would make them perform better just to shoot you down.
"Zhu Zhuqing, your speed is your advantage. You cannot get bogged down in a fight. Yet you were entangled with Dai Mubai for far too long."
"Ma Hongjun, your skill usage has major problems..."
"Xiao Wu's performance this time was actually decent, using herself as bait to take out Little San. However, your teleportation also has limitations. Both the distance and the frequency are fatal flaws. Once your plan to risk yourself is seen through by Little San, you will also lose. This is gambling."
Grandmaster critiqued the situations of all six students.
At this time, the six also carefully reflected on the details of the battle just now and found that what Grandmaster said was indeed correct.
Those involved are confused, while bystanders see clearly.
But in the heat of battle, who can judge from an absolute god's-eye view?
"As punishment, you are forbidden to use spirit power. Run back and forth between the academy and Soto City ten times. Oscar, eight times. Tang San, you run twelve times."
"Ah?"
The six students all expressed their difficulty in accepting this.
Ten round trips would be one thing, acceptable even. But in front of them were six baskets, each filled with a large number of heavy stones.
Clearly, they were to run with weights.
And without using spirit power, meaning no spirit possession. It was purely based on their physical fitness.
While Dai Mubai and the others went for their weighted run, Grandmaster and the academy teachers gathered together.
"Xiaogang, do you have any other requirements?"
Seeing this setup, Flender knew Grandmaster had other ideas to discuss with them.
At the same time, his heart was bleeding.
Just this morning, Grandmaster had improved the academy's meals. His remaining Gold Spirit Coins would likely be exhausted in a short time.
"Xiaogang, I have to remind you. With the improved meals and purchasing herbs for medicinal baths... my savings won't last too long."
Grandmaster's stiff face nodded.
Flender was poor.
Although greedy for money, he was poor.
A Spirit Saint could have lived gloriously and earned Gold Spirit Coins without much difficulty, yet Flender was doing poorly.
"The second stage of special training I've prepared for them involves going to the Great Spirit Arena for spirit battles. 1v1, 2v2, and 7v7 team battles. Three matches a day is the required intensity," Grandmaster said.
Flender and the other teachers instantly understood Grandmaster's need.
They were short a person.
Shrek Academy currently had exactly six students. They were missing one.
"Xiaogang, are you asking us to urgently recruit one more? Let me be clear first, Shrek Academy's bottom line cannot be changed. If they aren't a monster, we absolutely won't accept them!" Flender frowned.
Grandmaster's stiff face twitched.
Flender was as stubborn as ever.
"I know that. I don't intend to force an ordinary Spirit Master into the team."
"Do you have any targets? It would be best to find the seventh student within a month, let them join the current team cohesion training and physical training, rather than having them team up with the six for battles right away."
Grandmaster looked at the teachers, wanting to see their connections.
Especially Shao Xin. He was a food-system Spirit Saint; his connections must be considerable.
Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. Shao Xin didn't have many connections; otherwise, why would a food-system Spirit Saint follow Flender to suffer at Shrek?
"Xiaogang, doesn't your clan have any outstanding juniors?" Flender rolled his eyes and said to Grandmaster.
You brought up the problem yourself, so I'll use this topic to make you contact your clan. You can't blame me for forcefully interfering in your affairs, right?
Flender laughed wickedly in his heart.
This seventh member must come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
It could be considered a link between Xiaogang and his clan.
And with this link, Erlong should also come knocking soon...
I'm truly a genius.
Grandmaster's mouth twitched. He was unwilling to contact his clan.
However, according to his overall plan, there could be no mistakes in Tang San's cultivation. Not only did he have to become talented, but he also had to become famous. Participating in the Spirit Master Tournament was a must.
Thus, the seventh person had to be gathered, and they had to be an evildoer, a monster.
And a junior who could meet this requirement... A figure instantly appeared in Grandmaster's mind.
...
Tian Dou Royal Academy.
The half-month preparation time was still long. Su Wen unhurriedly arranged the many matters he needed to attend to.
The support from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, the Tian Dou Imperial Family, and even Spirit Hall had already begun. Everything was going smoothly.
During training, Yu Tianheng approached Su Wen.
"Little Wen, are you still going to my aunt's place?" Yu Tianheng asked.
Liu Erlong?
Su Wen remembered now. It seemed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, in order to do him a favor, had persuaded Liu Erlong to teach him for a period of time.
Actually, he had been a bit resistant to going from the start.
Now, he could definitively confirm that he didn't think much of it.
"Let's talk about it after we return from this trip," Su Wen gave this answer.
Yu Tianheng nodded and ended the topic with Su Wen.
Afterward, his expression looked somewhat troubled.
What Dugu Yan had said indeed put some pressure on him.
(End of this chapter)