"This is impossible!" Han Lingxi exclaimed in shock.
Kong Xuan's two spirit rings were both purple.
Thousand-year spirit rings!
And his first spirit ring was a thousand-year one!
The Soul Fighting Arena instantly erupted.
Even the Class Teacher, Ren Jun, who was in mid-air, was staring intently at the two purple lights, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
As a teacher from Shrek, he understood better than anyone what this meant: a spirit ring configuration that defied the common knowledge of the Spirit Master's world!
According to Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's theory from ten thousand years ago, the maximum age limit for a Spirit Master's first spirit ring was 423 years, and for the second spirit ring, it was 764 years.
Although this era has undergone ten thousand years of development, the previous theories are no longer applicable, and some geniuses' second spirit rings have already reached a maximum age limit of a thousand years.
But a first spirit ring that was a thousand-year one? Ren Jun had never heard of or seen such a thing!
Moreover, judging by the color of Kong Xuan's first spirit ring, it wasn't one that had just barely reached a thousand years.
When Kong Xuan first obtained his first spirit ring, its age limit was only over three hundred years.
But with two years of cultivation and supplementation, his first spirit ring's age limit had now reached 2567 years.
And his second spirit ring had already surpassed five thousand years, reaching 5273 years.
Kong Xuan's spirit ring colors brought a huge shock to everyone.
And after they had calmed down slightly, they also realized that Kong Xuan was already a Spirit Grandmaster with two spirit rings!
Not only did his spirit ring age limits exceed imagination, but his own spirit power also far surpassed his peers.
Such an opponent was simply despair-inducing!
Bi Jin's empowered chains, which had just condensed in front of him, now seemed to have lost the support of spirit power, drooping limply to the ground.
He opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out.
Wang Xiao's Spirit possession state was directly dispelled, and he looked as if his soul had been sucked out.
Although Ye Lingtong had the highest cultivation among the few, her psychological resilience seemed to be the worst; her legs gave out, and she actually fell to the ground.
"We... we..." Han Lingxi's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her eyes blank as she stared at Kong Xuan's two purple spirit rings, unable to complete a single sentence.
Kong Xuan calmly watched them, the two purple spirit rings slowly pulsating around him, emitting a suffocating pressure.
He didn't speak, nor did he adopt a fighting stance, but everyone understood that this was no longer a battle on the same level.
Kong Xuan, with two thousand-year spirit rings, already possessed combat power no less than a four-ring Spirit Ancestor.
A Spirit Ancestor fighting a Spirit Master was as simple as an adult beating a child.
If Bi Jin and the other three had the courage to fight with all their might before, now... Ren Jun suppressed the shock in his heart, looking at the current state of Bi Jin and the others, he took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly as he said: "The match... is over, Kong Xuan wins!"
There were no cheers, no applause.
The entire Soul Fighting Arena was silent, everyone still immersed in the shock brought by those two purple spirit rings.
Bi Jin and the other three remained rooted to the spot, their eyes empty, as if they had just experienced a nightmare.
When one is called a genius after enough effort, and then encounters a true genius, it is indeed like a frog in a well seeing the moon in the sky.
That psychological disparity was truly difficult to accept.
Kong Xuan put away his spirit rings, twirled the sky-supporting spear in his hand in a beautiful flourish, and then it disappeared.
Ren Jun continued to announce: "Then Kong Xuan will be the Class Teacher from now on. I presume no one has any objections, right?"
As this voice echoed throughout the Soul Fighting Arena, everyone seemed to awaken from their shock.
Naturally, no one had any objections; Kong Xuan's strength and talent had already conquered everyone.
From then on, the students of the Soul Master Class looked at Kong Xuan with greatly different eyes, eyes filled with awe.
Awe of his talent, fear of his strength.
When Kong Xuan left the Soul Fighting Arena and returned to the students, his roommate Xu Wei immediately rushed over.
"Brother Xuan, you're amazing!"
His eyes were filled with excited and adoring light, as if Kong Xuan had become the only sun in his heart, causing him to constantly revolve around Kong Xuan.
"Your first spirit ring is a thousand-year one, Brother Xuan, how did you do it?"
"With your talent, Brother Xuan, even the geniuses at Shrek Academy can't compare to you."
... Xu Wei chattered on, and many people around cast disdainful glances, finding his "flattery" shameful, yet in their hearts, they envied Xu Wei's ability to be so natural around Kong Xuan.
The competition ended, and the Class Teacher had been decided.
Ren Jun also descended from mid-air into the crowd, looking at the students in the class and saying: "The Class Teacher has been confirmed. Next up is today's second item: physical assessment!"
"Everyone, follow me to the physical assessment room!"
Ren Jun led the way, and the surrounding students and even teachers quickly made a path.
After the group from the Soul Master Class left, the spectators in the Soul Fighting Arena also departed; all the entertainment they wanted to see was over.
They hadn't expected that new students, eight or nine years old, could actually bring them such a shocking "performance."
The name "Kong Xuan" had become an indispensable part of their discussions, and it was likely that this name would soon resound throughout the entire Academy.
After most people had left, on the north side of the Soul Fighting Arena, two figures still stood at the edge of the railing.
They looked towards the exit of the Soul Fighting Arena, watching the crowd stream out like a tide.
"That's rather interesting!"
A handsome young man of about ten years old curved his lips, his pair of bright blue eyes shining, looking very intrigued.
"What's wrong? Brother, are you feeling defeated?"
Beside the young man, a girl who bore a six-tenths resemblance to him immediately spoke, her tone containing a hint of teasing.
Her eyes were also blue, but she had long auburn hair, which, along with the young man's golden hair, shimmered in the sunlight.
They were also a pair of siblings; the older brother was Laughing Red Dust, and the younger sister was Dream Red Dust.
They were the grandson and granddaughter of Mirror Red Dust, the Dean of Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, and were now rising geniuses in the Academy.
Facing his sister's teasing, Laughing Red Dust pouted: "Meng, you should know me, when have I ever been defeated? I've always been the one defeating others."
Dream Red Dust smiled upon hearing this: "Right, right, you're a genius, big brother, the youngest Level 3 Soul Engineer since the Academy was founded!"
Laughing Red Dust, now ten years old, had already become a Level 3 Soul Engineer and had advanced to the third grade.
Such talent and strength indeed gave him reason to be proud.
Then Dream Red Dust asked again: "But big brother, he has thousand-year first and second spirit rings, and an eight-year-old Spirit Grandmaster's cultivation speed isn't slower than yours."
As inheritors of Mirror Red Dust, they naturally knew more about this newly established Soul Master Class than others, and they also knew Kong Xuan's background.
Before, they had only heard their grandfather Mirror Red Dust talk about how high Kong Xuan's talent was, but seeing it with their own eyes this time, both of them were indeed shocked.
Laughing Red Dust sighed, saying helplessly: "Alright, I admit his talent is indeed stronger than mine."
"But in a real fight, he definitely won't be my opponent!"
"Brother, you're two years older than him, so even if you win, there's nothing to be proud of."
As Dream Red Dust spoke, Kong Xuan's appearance in the Soul Fighting Arena just now reappeared in her mind, and her eyes brightened a few shades: "But his eyes are golden, and he's very handsome!"
Seeing his sister's expression at the moment, Laughing Red Dust patted her head: "Hey! Don't be such a lovesick fool, he's still a child!"
Laughing Red Dust understood his sister very well, knowing that she was a sucker for good looks!
Dream Red Dust, however, said indifferently: "I'm also a child!"
One can only say that she truly lived up to being the one who fell in love with the twelve-year-old Wang Dong at first sight; it truly was the continent of love!
Laughing Red Dust shook his head: "There's really no helping you!"