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"As I said before, there are problems in Principal Liu's cultivation," Mo Bai said slowly. "If not resolved, it will not only affect your chance of breaking through to Soul Douluo but, over time, will damage your foundation and shorten your lifespan."
Liu Erlong's heart went cold. Breaking through to Soul Douluo had been her obsession for years, and damaging her foundation or shortening her life... were consequences she could not accept.
"What do you want?" Liu Erlong asked in a heavy voice, her eyes wary.
"Simple," Mo Bai's mouth seemed to curve upward very slightly. "Let us have a spar. Let me see what kind of power your Fire Dragon martial soul has in actual combat, and which problems are most exposed. I will give you a preliminary 'diagnosis' and suggestions based on your performance."
"A spar?" War intent ignited in Liu Erlong's eyes. She was a person who loved battle by nature. Facing an immeasurable Title Douluo, even though she knew she was no match, having a clash was a rare opportunity. Furthermore, she also wanted to personally feel just how strong this "Spirit Casting Douluo" was.
"Fine!" Liu Erlong agreed readily, war intent rising from her body as deep-red spirit power began to surge. "To spar with a Title Douluo is Liu Erlong's honor! Please grant me your guidance, His Excellency!"
"No," Mo Bai shook his head. "Not me."
Liu Erlong's battle intent stalled: "What do you mean?"
Mo Bai turned sideways and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who had been standing quietly behind him: "Zhuqing, you go. Exchange a few moves with Principal Liu."
What?
Not only was Liu Erlong stunned, but even Meng Shenji and the others were shocked.
Zhu Zhuqing? That cold-looking girl in black? How old was she? How high could her spirit power be? Letting her spar with the Level 78 Power Attack Soul Saint Liu Erlong? Wasn't this a joke?
Liu Erlong furrowed her brows even tighter, feeling Mo Bai was insulting her: "His Excellency, you are letting a student fight me? You look down on me, Liu Erlong, far too much!"
Mo Bai's expression remained unchanged: "Zhuqing, release your spirit power and spirit rings."
"Yes, Master," Zhu Zhuqing replied softly and took a step forward.
Master? That title made Liu Erlong's brow twitch again.
Zhu Zhuqing's gaze narrowed, and a sharp, cold spirit power erupted from her body! Amidst the deep blue spirit power light, her silhouette seemed to become more slender and agile. Beneath her feet, four spirit rings rose one by one—
Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Black!
When that deep, night-like ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring appeared, the entire training ground fell into an instant, dead silence!
Liu Erlong's eyes widened violently! A ten-thousand-year fourth ring?! How was this possible?! Even the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall only had fourth rings approaching ten thousand years at most, but this girl's fourth ring was clearly a genuine ten-thousand-year ring! And looking at its luster and solidity, its age was definitely not low!
Not only Liu Erlong, but the three Lanba students she brought, including Meng Shenji and others who knew of Zhu Zhuqing's strength but had never seen her rings personally, were all so shocked they couldn't speak!
Zhu Zhuqing, only fourteen years old, a Level 43 Soul Ancestor, with a ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring! This had already shattered the common knowledge of the spirit master world!
"Now, does Principal Liu still feel she lacks the qualification to spar with you?" Mo Bai's calm voice rang out.
Liu Erlong recovered from her shock, her gaze toward Zhu Zhuqing changing completely. Shock, doubt, scrutiny... and a intense war intent that had been sparked! A Soul Ancestor with a ten-thousand-year fourth ring possessed actual combat power that absolutely far exceeded her level! She might even threaten a Soul King!
"Good! A fine ten-thousand-year fourth ring!" Liu Erlong took a deep breath, suppressing the huge waves in her heart as raging war fire reignited in her eyes. "Since that is the case, I shall experience the brilliant moves of this young lady! And see exactly what is extraordinary about the disciple trained by His Excellency Mo Bai!"
She deliberately emphasized the word "trained," her gaze sweeping over Zhu Zhuqing's cold, beautiful face and her posture of absolute obedience to Mo Bai, the doubts in her heart deepening. But at this moment, those doubts were pressed down by the thirst for battle.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Mo Bai, who nodded slightly.
"Principal Liu, please guide me." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was as cold as ice as she bowed slightly toward Liu Erlong, then her figure flashed, floating back ten meters like a ghost to open the distance. Her gaze became sharp in an instant, like a black panther eyeing its prey, her whole being radiating cold killing intent and war intent.
Liu Erlong did not dare be negligent. With a low shout, an even more surging deep-red spirit power exploded out! A scorching aura swept across, causing the air around her to distort slightly. Behind her, a majestic and violent fire dragon phantom roared at the sky, and beneath her feet, two yellow, two purple, and three black—a total of seven spirit rings—slowly rose. A powerful Soul Saint pressure filled the field!
A spar that seemed lopsided in strength, yet full of suspense because of that eerie ten-thousand-year fourth ring, was about to begin.
At the edge of the training ground, Xiao Wu and Dugu Yan exchanged a look, their mouths carrying faint, indiscernible smiles. They knew that Master was going to use Zhu Zhuqing's hand to show this Vice Principal of Lanba Academy what true combat power looked like under the "Spirit Casting" system. And that doubt and wavering hidden beneath Liu Erlong's battle intent was perhaps exactly what Master wanted.