"Stop, stop, stop…" Seeing Tang San fall into a disadvantage, Yu Xiaogang anxiously interrupted their sparring.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was flickering, frowned slightly at his words, but in the blink of an eye, she stopped five meters in front of Tang San, converting perfectly from extreme motion to extreme stillness.
Tang San's heart skipped a beat. He had almost been cornered, and with Zhu Zhuqing's speed and attack power, defeat would have been imminent.
"Zhu Zhuqing, why are you using a spirit tool?" Yu Xiaogang frowned, looking at Zhu Zhuqing and reprimanding her.
"The Grandmaster did not forbid the use of spirit tools," Zhu Zhuqing said coolly, looking at Yu Xiaogang.
"You…" Yu Xiaogang was momentarily speechless. He hadn't thought of that. Strictly speaking, she wasn't breaking any rules.
"Soul battles should still be primarily about Spirits. If everyone uses spirit tools, wouldn't it make the competition unfair?" Yu Xiaogang suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a stiff expression.
"But the next Soul Master Competition will be held in Ming City, and the rules allow the use of spirit tools. All major academies have already started adapting to the new rules. Which academy's students don't have a few spirit tools now?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but retort, looking at the arrogant Yu Xiaogang.
"What… the next Soul Master Competition allows the use of spirit tools!"
Everyone was once again shocked by Ning Rongrong's revelation. You couldn't expect an academy without qualification to compete to understand the details of the competition. The few of them were in the remote Shrek, and the lack of information was unimaginable.
"Zhuqing, let's go. This academy doesn't know this, doesn't know that, and doesn't even have a simulated training ground. Staying here is a complete waste of time. We'll go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy. With our talent, they definitely won't refuse us."
People really do laugh when they're speechless, and Ning Rongrong was in just such a state. She turned and pulled Zhu Zhuqing, ready to leave together.
"Wait, you can't leave…"
Seeing the two girls about to leave, Dai Mubai and Flender immediately couldn't sit still. They flashed in front of them, hastily blocking their way.
"Dean Flender, it's not that I insist on leaving, but Shrek simply cannot improve my strength. Staying here would only waste time. I've had my outing to clear my mind, and it's time to go back," Ning Rongrong said calmly to Flender, pulling Zhu Zhuqing to block Dai Mubai's line of sight.
"This… this…" Flender was so anxious he was scratching his ears and cheeks. Ning Fengzhi was busy dealing with the Clear Sky Sect and hadn't written to Flender at all. Without Ning Fengzhi's word, he wouldn't dare offend this little ancestor, Ning Rongrong.
Flender couldn't help but look at Yu Xiaogang, hoping he would display his 'world-shaking wisdom' to persuade Ning Rongrong to stay.
However, Yu Xiaogang, having suffered successive blows, was completely flustered. He couldn't understand why the Spirit Master's world had changed so much in just over a decade.
Had he become a remnant of the old era?
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was unreliable, Flender, in his anxiety, steeled himself and clapped his hands, saying, "I've got it! We'll all go to Heaven Dou City. Ning Rongrong is right, the times have changed. Shrek can no longer keep up with the times. I cannot waste your talents for my own stubbornness. This time, we will all go to Heaven Dou City together."
After deciding to go to Heaven Dou City together, Ning Rongrong was finally appeased. And Yu Xiaogang's debut today ended abruptly after a series of setbacks.
At their first meeting, Yu Xiaogang did not leave a profound or mysterious impression on anyone. Instead, he made everyone feel that he was merely a charlatan.
Night.
The moonlight in the sky seemed to drape a veil over the night, bringing a hazy, misty beauty.
Night passed with time, and when the first hint of dawn appeared in the distant sky, the dormitory door quietly opened.
Tang San silently walked out of the dormitory and immediately saw a haggard Yu Xiaogang, who seemed to have been standing outside his door for a long time.
"Teacher!"
"Ah, Little San. Walk with your teacher," Tang San's call brought Yu Xiaogang back to his senses. He forced an ugly smile and said in a hoarse voice.
Tang San realized that Ning Rongrong's words yesterday had greatly impacted his teacher. He did not refuse, giving up his daily morning exercise habit, and followed behind Yu Xiaogang.
After a long silence, Yu Xiaogang finally said dejectedly, "Little San, are you very disappointed in your teacher?"
"Teacher, I absolutely do not think that. If it weren't for you, I would probably still be forging iron in Nuoding City. How could I have cultivated to my current realm with a Blue Silver Grass Spirit?" Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang gratefully. He had his own judgment. Compared to Ning Rongrong, he trusted Yu Xiaogang, with whom he had spent six years, more.
At this time, not yet having experienced the successive blows from Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er, he still firmly believed that he was unmatched by anyone in his rank. If Zhu Zhuqing hadn't had the advantage of a spirit tool yesterday, she would definitely not have been his opponent.
"Little San…" Yu Xiaogang heard this and looked at Tang San, moved, his body trembling slightly. This was his good disciple.
"Teacher, do you think what Ning Rongrong said is true? Is there really a Blue Silver Grass Spirit user in the Sun Moon Empire who is already a Soul Ancestor? How exactly did she cultivate?" Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Tang San finally asked his doubts.
Yu Xiaogang's heart sank. The emotion he had just felt was instantly suppressed. If he didn't answer this question well, the trust between him and Little San might crack.
The other person was the same age as Tang San, but their spirit power was worlds apart. Most importantly, Tang San's starting point was even higher than hers. By all accounts, his own plan seemed to be wrong.
But who was Yu Xiaogang? He was the Grandmaster of the theoretical world! How could he admit his own mistakes?
"Little San, do you remember your other Spirit?" Yu Xiaogang's expression suddenly turned serious, and he asked Tang San earnestly.
"Teacher, do you mean…" Tang San's eyes flashed at his words, and he thought of a possibility, looking at Yu Xiaogang excitedly.
"That's right. Unless the other person has a twin Spirit and cultivated both Spirits simultaneously, I, as your teacher, can't think of any way for someone to have the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor at the age of twelve."
"Even the current Pope didn't cultivate that fast back then," Yu Xiaogang said with a 'certain' expression, his demeanor growing more resolute as he spoke, as if trying to find a reasonable excuse for his failure, grasping at that last straw.
"So that's how it is. Then the Sun Moon Empire is nothing special. They are so short-sighted, not only taking pills to assist cultivation but also cultivating two Spirits simultaneously," Tang San said with a sudden realization, clapping his hands and speaking with disdain.
Seeing Tang San's agreement, Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction, then said, "Little San, your power surge hasn't arrived yet. For the future, you cannot be so short-sighted. Once we go to Heaven Dou City, you must also start learning about spirit tools. You cannot fall behind others."