The aftermath of the explosion on the training ground slowly dissipated.
Tang Wulin and Na'er stood facing each other; neither of them had any obvious injuries, and their breathing was still steady.
This spar did not result in a clear winner.
It wasn't that Na'er couldn't win, nor was it that Tang Wulin couldn't win.
Rather... neither could do anything about the other.
Na'er's spearmanship was superb, and her control over the Silver Dragon King elements was far superior to Tang Wulin's; every move and every stance flowed like water, making it impossible to defend against.
But Tang Wulin's stamina was truly terrifying.
His physical strength, Spirit Power, and recovery speed were far beyond that of an ordinary person; even after being suppressed by Na'er for a long time, he still showed no signs of fatigue.
By the end of the fight, Na'er withdrew her spear.
"I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore."
She waved her hand, her silver eyes filled with a hint of helplessness.
"Brother, your stamina is too monstrous, right? I've been fighting for half a day, and you aren't even out of breath?"
Tang Wulin smiled and scratched his head.
"It might be because of my Golden Dragon King Bloodline."
Na'er gave a light huff and put away the Silver Dragon Spear.
The spectator stands were silent.
The Body Sect Disciples were all stunned in place, mouths slightly agape, eyes wide open.
They had seen Tang Wulin and Du Busi fight with their own eyes just yesterday.
Back then, Tang Wulin had used the power of his Golden Dragon King Bloodline, and every punch and kick carried an earth-shattering Aura; that process alone was enough to shock them.
But what about today?
Tang Wulin didn't use his Golden Dragon King power; he only used his Silver-Patterned Blue Silver Grass, the elemental control he had just acquired, and a Golden Dragon Spear he didn't even know how to use.
Even so, he still fought that silver-haired little girl to a standstill, neither able to gain the upper hand.
And... that little girl looked even younger than Tang Wulin!
"This... is this even fair?"
A Body Sect Disciple muttered to himself, his voice full of frustration.
"The monster from yesterday was already ridiculous enough, and now another one has appeared today..."
"The key is, are they actually siblings?"
"What kind of Prodigies are this family?"
The Disciple beside him also had a numb expression.
"The Sect Master let us watch this spar so that we could learn from it, right?"
"But I didn't learn anything; I was too busy being shocked..."
"I think the Sect Master did it to crush our self-confidence."
"+1..."
Among these Disciples, there was one person who was impacted the most.
Long Aotian.
The number one person of the Body Sect's younger generation, the future Sect Master of the Body Sect.
He already possessed terrifying strength, his second Spirit Ring was a thousand-year Spirit Ring, and he was hailed as a Genius of the Body Sect.
Long Aotian had always been very confident in his talent.
Even on the entire continent, he felt that he could rank among the best.
But today...
His gaze fell upon Tang Wulin in the center of the training ground, then he looked at Na'er, and then at Xie Xie, Wei Xiaofeng, and Ling Luochen in the spectator stands...
The corner of Long Aotian's mouth twitched involuntarily.
He thought of a phrase.
"There is always someone better than the best."
Tang Wulin, five 100,000-year spirit rings.
If someone else had told him that a twelve or thirteen-year-old youth possessed five 100,000-year spirit rings, he would definitely have thought the other person was crazy or bragging.
100,000-year spirit rings? Those are things that even Titled Douluo dream of!
How could a twelve-year-old youth possibly possess five?
But... he had seen it with his own eyes.
Those five red Spirit Rings were slowly rotating at Tang Wulin's feet, emitting an Aura that made his Soul tremble.
If it were anyone else, Long Aotian might have questioned the authenticity of the Spirit Ring age, but for Tang Wulin, Long Aotian felt it was only natural.
Long Aotian didn't dare to think anymore; he took a deep breath, and a deep sense of frustration welled up in his heart.
But at the same time, there was also a hint of unwillingness.
"The gap... is just too big..."
He muttered to himself, clenching his fists.
"Alright, stop watching."
Du Busi stood up, clapped his hands, and drew the Disciples' attention back.
"Everyone disperse, go back and Cultivate properly."
"You have all seen today's spar."
"I hope you will not slack off in your future training!"
On the training ground.
Mu Ye walked up to Tang Wulin, looked him up and down, and then nodded.
"This strength is indeed not bad, but you still have a lot to learn."
"Your spearmanship is a mess, your elemental control doesn't compare to Na'er's, and your understanding of the Silver Dragon King power is still only on the surface."
"If you dare to slack off, the Dean won't let you off when you get back."
Tang Wulin nodded quickly, his expression serious.
"Yes, Teacher Mu Ye, I will remember that."
"I definitely won't slack off."
"Mm."
Mu Ye nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at everyone.
"Alright, I should be going."
"Leaving?"
Xie Xie was slightly taken aback.
"Teacher Mu Ye, are you leaving already?"
"Otherwise what? Should I stay and cook for you?"
Mu Ye rolled his eyes.
"This is your training; if I were here, what kind of training would it be?"
Upon hearing Mu Ye's words, everyone nodded, and Tang Wulin's gaze fell on Na'er.
"Na'er, what about you?"
"I should also go back."
Na'er smiled, and a flash of reluctance flickered in her silver eyes.
"I am not a student in the same batch as you, Brother, I still have to go back and prepare."
"Brother, you have to do your best, okay? After returning to the academy, let's spar again."
"Alright."
Na'er turned and walked to Mu Ye's side. Mu Ye took out the silver-white Soul Guided Car from his Storage Soul Tool, opened the door, and let Na'er sit inside.
Then, he turned his head and looked at Du Busi.
"Sect Master Du, there is one thing I almost forgot."
"Oh?"
Du Busi was slightly taken aback.
Mu Ye took out an exquisite card from his bosom and handed it over.
The card was entirely silver-white, engraved with complex Spirit Power circuits, and in the center was a golden emblem with the three characters "Shrek" engraved on it.
"This is the invitation for our Shrek Academy's Five Extremes Grand Competition eight months from now."
"Five Extremes Grand Competition?"
Du Busi took the card and looked at it over and over.
"That's right."
Mu Ye nodded.
"When the time comes, this invitation will turn into a manned Spirit Tool that can accommodate twenty people."
"If your Body Sect is interested, you can bring your Disciples to participate."
He paused and added.
"By the way, the manned Spirit Tool that this invitation turns into operates on the same principle as this Soul Guided Car of mine."
Mu Ye pointed to his own silver-white Soul Guided Car.
Du Busi's eyes instantly lit up. Although he was quite disdainful of Spirit Tools, believing that the body was the strongest, this was something from that Sky Shrek Academy, so it was good stuff.
"Good, eight months from now, our Body Sect will definitely be there."
Du Busi's gaze fell on Mu Ye, and he slowly nodded.
"That's good."
Mu Ye smiled and then sat into the cockpit.
"Everyone, take care."
Vroom—
The silver-white Soul Guided Car slowly lifted into the sky, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the horizon.
Tang Wulin stood in place, watching the fading light, and remained silent for a moment.
Then, he turned and looked at Du Busi.
"Senior, we should also take our leave."
"Leaving so soon?"
Du Busi was slightly taken aback.
"Not staying for a few more days?"
"No."
Tang Wulin shook his head.
"We still need to continue our training; we cannot stay in one place for too long."
Du Busi nodded and did not force them to stay.
"Very well, young people should go out and explore more."
He patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder, his tone full of appreciation.
"Kid, Cultivate well; I think highly of you."
"Thank you, Senior."
Tang Wulin smiled.
"If you have time in the future, come visit the Body Sect often."
"Definitely."
Tang Wulin nodded.
By the time the figures of Tang Wulin and the others disappeared into the mountains and forests, Du Busi withdrew his gaze.
He stood at the entrance, silent for a long time.
Then, he took out the silver-white invitation and examined it carefully.
"Five Extremes Grand Competition..."
He muttered to himself.
"Eight months from now..."
Suddenly, his brows furrowed slightly.
Eight months from now...
Isn't that the time for the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament?
The All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, held every five years, is the top youth Spirit Master event on the entire continent.
Every edition attracts Geniuses from major academies and major forces to participate.
And eight months from now is exactly when the next edition will be held.
Du Busi's brows furrowed even deeper.
He looked down at the invitation in his hand, then looked up, gazing in the direction where Tang Wulin had disappeared.
One is a traditional competition that has been held countless times on the continent, gathering stars.
The other is a new type of competition hosted for the first time by that Sky Shrek Academy, mysterious and unpredictable.
Is there even a need to choose?
Definitely choose the Five Extremes Grand Competition; what's the point of watching weaklings peck at each other?
After watching the battle between Tang Wulin and Na'er, he couldn't bring himself to watch other competitions anymore.
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