Tang San raised his head, looked at the city gate of Suotuo, and fell into deep thought.
Back then, Lu Feng had applied for graduation after staying at the academy for only one year.
It should have been four or five years since then, right?
Tang San tried hard to recall the other's appearance but found that his memory had become somewhat blurry. As expected, childhood companions didn't need to be cared about too much; they would eventually go their separate ways.
"With his talent of level five innate soul power, he should have barely broken through to level twenty by now, right?"
"But my current soul power..."
"Heh."
Tang San chuckled lightly and shook his head. To think that back then, he had even considered Lu Feng as a goal to learn from.
"Hey brother, I'm asking you a question. What are you smirking about?" the soldier in charge of registration said impatiently to Tang San.
Tang San immediately came back to his senses and scratched his head in embarrassment. "Big Brother Soldier, my name is Tang San. I'm twelve years old, with level twenty-nine soul power."
After the soldier finished registering the information, he looked at the backs of Tang San and Xiao Wu and shook his head helplessly.
"Sigh, such great talent. What a pity, another two fools deceived by Shrek's advertisement."
Great Spirit Arena, the crowd roared.
On the ring, Zhu Zhuqing was entangled in a fight with a tall female soul master.
Thorns as thick as a forearm covered more than half of the ring. Zhu Zhuqing's clothes were torn in several places by the thorns, revealing glimpses of her fair skin.
On the ring, the space Zhu Zhuqing could move in became smaller and smaller. It looked like she was about to be forced off the ring.
By the side of the ring, three hosts sat behind a wide table, carefully observing the situation of the match.
"Contestant Nether Spirit Civet's situation doesn't look too good," a host with slicked-back hair said with concern.
His fists were clenched tightly, as if he were sweating nervously for Zhu Zhuqing.
Another host with dyed red hair took over from his colleague and added, "As everyone knows, the control system counters the agility attack system. Moreover, contestant Zyra's Thorn martial soul itself is very aggressive. It seems we can congratulate her in advance now."
This was the brand-new commentary style introduced by the Spirit Arena.
In previous spirit fights, the audience only knew whose soul power was higher and whose soul skills were cooler. Everyone was just watching for fun.
Many times, the audience would be passionate and excited while watching the match. But after watching it, they would feel bored.
Over time, the Great Spirit Arena lost many 'repeat customers'.
But after Tang Si joined the Spirit Arena, his professional commentary had brought some inspiration to the arena.
Through the host's guidance, the audience's emotions were fully mobilized. Even after the match ended, the audience's discussion would not stop and might even become more intense.
As the two hosts' words fell, a wave of discussion immediately broke out in the audience seats.
"Hmph, isn't this Nether Spirit Civet two soul power levels higher than the opponent? So useless!" a brawny man cursed angrily.
"You can't say that. For this little girl to encounter an opponent whose attributes counter her own and still be able to hold on for so long shows her extraordinary strength. What a pity, what a pity!" a middle-aged man in a suit shook his head and said with regret.
The audience members expressed their own opinions, and the vast majority believed that Zhu Zhuqing had already lost.
"Chief Host Tang Si, what do you think?"
At this moment, the host with the slicked-back hair asked Lu Feng, who was sitting in the middle, respectfully.
Lu Feng was wearing a golden suit, golden leather shoes, and gold-rimmed glasses today. Coupled with his dyed blond hair, his whole person looked very 'conspicuous'.
"Ahem."
Lu Feng coughed lightly and said seriously, "An agility attack system facing a control system, especially on a ring, is indeed severely countered. However, in my opinion, contestant Nether Spirit Civet still has three ways to break the current stalemate."
"Oh?" The host with the dyed red hair immediately became interested.
"It seems Chief Host Tang has a different opinion. I wonder what your methods are?"
He didn't actually care who won or lost; it was all part of the host's script.
However, as his words fell, the audience's attention immediately focused on Tang Si, eagerly wanting to know what Tang Si's methods were.
"Contestant Nether Spirit Civet's first soul skill can enhance her own speed, and it's also a thrust-type skill. This type of skill, if the rhythm is grasped well, can be stacked to form a combination soul skill."
"The second method is for her to change the way she uses her second soul skill. She is currently blindly pursuing speed, sacrificing most of her attack power, which results in her being unable to cut off the opponent's thorns."
"As for the third method..."
Lu Feng did not continue but deliberately kept them in suspense.
"Damn it! This host is not human! Hurry up and continue!" In the audience seats, the brawny spectator slammed the backrest in front of him hard.
The small person sitting in the front row turned back and gave him an angry look.
He compared the brawny man's physique with his own, then meekly retracted his head.
"Changing the method of using one's own soul skill?" The middle-aged man in the suit stroked his chin, his eyes thoughtful.
Suddenly, his eyes contracted, and he said incredulously, "This host, he's teaching the contestant how to create their own soul skill!"
In the end, Zhu Zhuqing still failed to defeat her opponent and was forced off the ring by the other's thorns.
An agility attack system soul master should inherently hide in the darkness.
Sneak attacks, assassinations, reconnaissance.
This kind of frontal ring battle was inherently unfair to agility attack system soul masters. If it were in complex terrain, it would be absolutely delusional for the opponent to want to defeat Zhu Zhuqing.
It was precisely because of this that Lu Feng, when fighting that dog-headed Soul Ancestor back then, had forced the other party to fight him desperately at all costs.
Because he knew that once the opponent pulled away and maneuvered around him, he would have no chance of survival.
Below the ring, Zhu Zhuqing was not dejected by her failure. She quickly ran to the side of the host's table and stopped Lu Feng, who was preparing to leave.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be breathing heavily and her face was flushed from the recent match. Her chest heaved up and down, clearly still in an excited state.
"Tang Si, teach me!"
Her eyes were fixed tightly on Lu Feng, filled with a fiery passion.
Seeing this, the other two hosts tactfully walked away. They didn't know how many soul masters had come to consult 'Chief Host Tang' after their matches.
And most of them were young and beautiful women.
Lu Feng gently pushed Zhu Zhuqing's hand away and said lightly, "Contestant Nether Spirit Civet, it's working hours now. Please address me by my title."
He didn't mind guiding Zhu Zhuqing with a couple of moves, but it was a bit inconvenient in the Spirit Arena.
Once he opened this door, the other contestants would flock to him. Would he ever be able to get off work then?
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment. Then she recalled her previous interactions with Tang Si and quickly understood.
Her body bowed slightly, and she handed over a black gold card with both hands.
"Chief Host Tang, please give me your guidance!"
Zhu Zhuqing had already been in the Spirit Arena for two days, and she had watched every single one of Tang Si's commentaries.
In Zhu Zhuqing's opinion, Tang Si's understanding of martial souls and soul skills was no less than that of the teachers at the Star Luo Royal Academy.
After Zhu Zhuqing left the Star Luo Imperial Capital, the imperial family had tacitly assumed she had given up the competition for the throne and had thus cut off her supplies.
Money.
Resources.
Guidance in cultivation.
Zhu Zhuqing had long prepared a large pile of gold coins and cultivation resources for herself, enough for her to cultivate to Soul King.
As for guidance during the cultivation process, she had originally planned to join a soul master academy.
Now, having witnessed Tang Si's professional ability, and recalling the scene when she had first met him, Zhu Zhuqing firmly believed that Tang Si was definitely not just a host.
"Ahem!"
Lu Feng coughed lightly and secretly glanced around.
"Let's go somewhere else."
Lu Feng saw that there were no familiar people around, so he stopped pretending and unceremoniously put the gold coin card into his soul tool.
"I'm telling you, this is the last time!"
"Don't think you can do whatever you want to me just because you have money!"
As Lu Feng spoke, he strode towards the exit of the Spirit Arena. Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and followed closely behind Lu Feng, as if afraid he would run away.