(Comprehending Yaoguang · Li Dixian)
Outside Soto City.
Shrek Academy.
The Grandmaster and Flender had an argument.
"Eight months from now, the Spirit Master Elite Tournament will begin."
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy has two spots for the competition. Let Little San and the others temporarily join Huangdou Academy as exchange students until the Spirit Master Elite Tournament ends."
"I disagree!"
Flender slammed his hand on the table, glaring at the Grandmaster, and said:
"The children belong to Shrek!"
"Grandmaster, don't forget, Shrek is the fruit of my twenty years of hard work!"
The Grandmaster's stiff face showed no emotional fluctuations.
"Flender, can you provide Little San and the others with a mimetic cultivation environment?"
"Does Shrek Academy have the qualifications for them to participate in the Spirit Master Elite Tournament?"
"Also, why do you think that once they enter Huangdou Academy, they will no longer belong to Shrek?"
Flender was speechless.
The Grandmaster calmly continued:
"A mimetic cultivation environment can greatly accelerate the cultivation efficiency of Little San and the others."
"You should know what the reward for the Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament is, and how important it is to them."
"Therefore, all seven of them must go to Huangdou Academy."
There was another reason buried deep in his heart, which he did not voice.
He wanted to make those who looked down on him and questioned his Spirit theories see clearly!
The students he, Yu Xiaogang, cultivated!
Would surely shake the entire Spirit Master world!
Making the entire continent take notice!
Teacher's dormitory area.
In a low, single-story house.
Zhao Wuji was crudely stuffing clothes into his travel bag.
Just then, Ma Hongjun's round body squeezed in, a smile plastered on his face.
"Teacher Zhao, what are you doing?"
Zhao Wuji didn't even lift his head.
"Can't you see I'm packing?"
"Several teachers from Shrek will go with you to Huangdou Academy."
"I'll go to Heaven Dou City first to scout out a place, find a den big enough for all of us."
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun's small eyes instantly lit up mischievously.
"Teacher Zhao, take me with you!"
"Hmm?"
Zhao Wuji's thick eyebrows knitted into a knot, and he eyed him suspiciously.
"What are you plotting, kid?"
"Why are you so eager to go to Heaven Dou City?"
Ma Hongjun's chubby face fell.
"Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing have gone to Star Dou Forest for training."
"Third Brother and Boss Dai are being specially trained by the Grandmaster every day, leaving only me and Oscar, that sausage fellow."
"Teacher Zhao, let me go to the Imperial City with you. I can train in the Imperial City Soul Arena."
Zhao Wuji stroked his prickly stubble.
"If the Grandmaster and the Dean agree, I have no objection."
"Thank you, Teacher Zhao!"
Student dormitory.
As soon as the door closed.
Dai Mubai stepped forward, his evil eyes fixed on Ma Hongjun.
"Fatty, is it done?"
"Absolutely!"
Ma Hongjun nodded proudly, then a hint of lewdness appeared on his chubby face.
"But, Boss Dai..."
"Are the girls in the Imperial City really as exciting as you say?"
Dai Mubai scoffed.
"Why would I lie to you?"
"Don't you consider my identity?"
"Hmph, when I was in Star Luo Imperial City, when did I ever have less than two girls in my arms?"
His tone suddenly changed.
Dai Mubai clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.
"Fatty, all the money you spend on girls will be on me."
"But don't forget what you promised me..."
Ma Hongjun thumped his chest, making a loud sound.
"Don't worry, Boss Dai, isn't it just that Jian Jiu?"
"I'll sound him out for you."
"Not sound him out!"
Dai Mubai's evil eyes narrowed, a fierce aura rushing forth.
"If you run into him, beat him to death for me!"
"Preferably... make it so he can never wield a sword again in this life!"
Ever since Zhu Zhuqing went to chase the Royal Fight Team that day.
He had kept it in mind.
Coincidentally, he overheard three girls chatting.
Recalling Zhu Zhuqing's shy tone when she spoke of Jian Jiu.
Dai Mubai was driven mad with jealousy.
He had questioned Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.
But the three sisters were close and remained silent about it.
As for asking Zhu Zhuqing directly.
She didn't even give him a proper look.
"Oh, right..."
Dai Mubai remembered Yu Tianheng's words and reminded him:
"That Jian Jiu is quite strong, so be careful."
At this moment, Ma Hongjun's mind was filled with the enchanting scenery of the Imperial City's brothels and entertainment districts, drooling almost, unable to hear anything else.
"Jian Jiu's sword is sharp?"
"Watch my Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Flames melt his sword into molten iron!"
Dai Mubai smiled and nodded.
He acknowledged Ma Hongjun's strength.
The latter's Phoenix Flames even he found troublesome.
"You haven't told the Grandmaster or the Dean yet, will they agree to you going to the Imperial City?"
Ma Hongjun was righteous, even carrying a sense of superiority from being tacitly allowed.
"Of course they will agree."
"When I vent my Evil Fire, the Grandmaster and the Dean both tacitly approve."
In the minds of the Grandmaster and the Dean.
Their talented Spirit Masters blessing common women should be considered an honor by the women.
And this twisted perception had taken root in Ma Hongjun's heart.
One day later.
Heaven Dou Imperial City.
"After you register, get your butt back to the inn!"
Zhao Wuji glared with his bell-like eyes, instructing Ma Hongjun.
"Got it, got it."
Ma Hongjun replied distractedly, his eyes already glued to the bustling street scenes of the Imperial City, especially those elaborately dressed women.
As soon as the two separated.
Ma Hongjun plunged headfirst into the Imperial City's largest den of iniquity.
Half an hour later.
Ma Hongjun, beaming, was sent off by two heavily made-up women with charming smiles, smacking his lips with satisfaction:
"Comfortable! Tsk, but I still have business to attend to!"
Arriving at the Imperial City Soul Arena.
Ma Hongjun stood before the majestic building, his mind shaken by its fierce aura.
He took a deep breath, a fierce look rising on his chubby face, and strode in with big steps.
"I will make the name Evil Fire Phoenix resound throughout the Imperial City Soul Arena!"
"Jian Jiu?"
"Heh..."
For several consecutive days.
Ma Hongjun lingered between the tender embrace of women and the bloody fighting arena.
Frankly speaking.
Leaving aside his character, purely in terms of talent.
Ma Hongjun was indeed a phoenix rising from a humble nest.
Three Soul Arena battles daily.
Each one crushing his opponents with overwhelming force.
And because of his silver badge record in the Soto City Soul Arena.
The audience at the Imperial City Soul Arena quickly learned that this arrogant fatty actually came from a remote small town.
To be so humiliated in their home arena by an "outsider."
The Imperial City audience was undoubtedly slapped hard in the face.
Finally.
After much anticipation.
A significant Spirit Master, Yu Feng of the Royal Fight Team, stepped forward to fight.
Boom—!
A dull thud.
Yu Feng, charred black all over, his robes torn to shreds, lay like a pile of mud, limp on the cold arena stage.
Ma Hongjun stood proudly in the center, phoenix wings blazing behind him, purple flames swirling around him, like a king of fire.
He placed his right foot on Yu Feng's chest, scanned the silent audience, and smacked his lips contemptuously:
"Is that all?"
"Is that all?"
"Is the Imperial City Soul Arena really this weak?"
So humiliated, Yu Feng gritted his teeth, his arms trembling as he tried to stand.
Ma Hongjun crossed his arms, lifted his foot, and stomped down again.
Crack—
Accompanied by the sound of cracking ribs, Yu Feng spewed blood from his mouth.
At this moment, even the bloodthirsty spectators felt a piercing humiliation.
"Don't be arrogant! The Imperial City still has Yu Tianheng, and even more, the never-defeated Jian Jiu!"
"Jian Jiu can split you, this fat fire chicken, with one sword!"
"Where is Jian Jiu! Why hasn't he made a move yet!"
Curses surged from below the stage.
Yu Feng's face was pressed against the cold ground, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, as he said with difficulty:
"Team... the captain returned to his sect for training..."
"The strongest sword... Jian Jiu hasn't even appeared..."
"You winning against me... doesn't count for anything..."
Ma Hongjun squinted, slowly grinding his right foot, listening to Yu Feng's painful wails beneath his foot.
His gaze swept wantonly over the agitated audience below the stage, his arrogant voice, laced with provocation, blasting into everyone's ears.
"Yu Tianheng? Just a defeated opponent."
"As for that cowardly Jian Jiu..."
"Let him come out and face me."
At this moment.
Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
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