"Basic points, 100 points maximum; tactical rating, 50 points maximum..."
The judges exchanged glances and simultaneously gave full marks.
For a genius of this level, it was no longer something they could evaluate. At about eleven years old, a spirit ancestor with a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring—this was almost the future sky-supporting white jade pillar and sea-calming purple-gold beam of Shrek Academy!
Their gazes were even faintly fervent.
This was a genius of our Shrek Academy! He would surely shine brilliantly at the All-Continent Soul Master Academy competition one year later!
"Hehe..." Yan Shaozhe walked out, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, possessing a refined, scholarly aura. "I originally intended to temper your will so you wouldn't have such a smooth journey in your growth. After all, remember that achieving success at a young age is a great misfortune in one's life..."
"Dean, I understand, I understand everything..." Lu Cheng said with a light laugh. "This is for the Academy to let me temper my state of mind."
"Hahahaha." The joy in Yan Shaozhe's eyes grew, and the inexplicable prejudice he held toward the youth faded significantly.
Just as he prepared to promise Lu Cheng rewards, a fierce aura surged from the other side of the Great Spirit Arena, scorching and formidable. It was also a fire-attribute soul master, no... a titled Douluo.
It was the owner of this venue, Gong Changlong.
"Yan Shaozhe, what kind of authority are you throwing around in my Great Spirit Arena? Do you think raising ten thousand-year-old spirit beasts doesn't cost money? Just because you're the Dean of the Martial Soul Department, does that mean you can do whatever you want?!?"
An elderly man with white hair, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with short red hair and a sturdy build, roared. He grabbed Yan Shaozhe by the collar as soon as he arrived.
"Hehe, Elder Gong, I wasn't the one who did it..." Yan Shaozhe said with a wry smile.
"Bullshit, besides you, who else here could cause this level of bloodline suppression to a ten-thousand-year-old spirit beast? The rest of the spirit beasts in my venue under ten thousand years have already lost control of their bowels and fainted from fear. You have to pay for this cleanup cost!"
"It really wasn't me."
"Then who was it? Don't tell me it was the student being assessed today who killed this ten thousand-year-old Blazing Rhinoceros with an indomitable stance." Elder Gong was increasingly furious.
"Manager, Manager..." A staff member ran over, whispering a few words into Gong Changlong's ear.
Gong Changlong's expression gradually became stunned and dull, and he looked stiffly at Lu Cheng beside him.
...
"That was a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!" Ning Cong surrounded Lu Cheng, full of excitement.
"Uh-huh," Lu Cheng said dismissively.
Facing the nearly fanatical, worshipful, and obsessed gazes of the Shrek students on both sides, even the noble princess of a country or the beautiful noble daughters could not resist at this moment, casting amorous glances at Lu Cheng. He was handsome, unreasonably strong, and possessed such a towering aura. The scene of him facing a ten thousand-year-old spirit beast and defeating it so powerfully made their legs go weak.
No one could resist this ultimate visual impact.
Especially these girls who were in their adolescence.
Yu Linglong sat slumped in his chair, watching that retreating back, his back already soaked with sweat. So that guy had never considered him an opponent from the very beginning...
And Lu Cheng naturally had no heart to ponder the psychology of these people.
After dealing with Yan Shaozhe's series of empty promises and resolving the Mother Jiang crisis, his last trace of attachment to Shrek Academy was completely severed. Now, he was just waiting for Zhang Lexuan to return before making further plans...
Let's improve strength first.
There were about six months left until next year's new student enrollment season. At the very least, before that... he should use Xiao Huo, this big charging bank, to advance to Spirit King in one go.
Next year would truly be a gathering of stars.
And... Electrolux and the big worm.
...
Sun Moon Empire.
In a remote town.
A person draped in a dark green cloak, whose gender could be identified as female by her figure and who was also wearing a mask, was leisurely sitting in a tavern, drinking sweet and mellow Sun Moon brew.
The woman picked up the wine glass, her red lips lightly touching it, and a touch of intoxication and nostalgia flashed unconsciously in her eyes.
She was retracing his path.
In her memory, he had joined the Holy Spirit Cult and lived here for nearly ten years. In this filthy, evil place that could easily drive normal people insane, he had lived with humiliation and endurance for nearly ten years.
Did she hate it?
Perhaps...
But she only hated the other party's self-assertion; she hated why it wasn't her who died that night. The deep-seated hatred for Mu En made her almost reveal her anger after she woke up; fortunately, it was only for an instant and was not discovered.
But what was the relationship between dreams and reality?
Could it be... that the truth about her family being slaughtered back then was really done by Elder Mu? The elder who was kind in her past memories and helped her take revenge.
Memories and dreams were intertwined, and after she carefully searched her memories, she did indeed discover anomalies. In the only remaining memory of her childhood, the other party indeed seemed to be an Evil Soul Master, and her mother had blocked her body in front of the cabinet, covering her mouth.
In her eyes, this was almost a huge flaw.
Not to mention that she was only a Spirit Grandmaster at the time and could not possibly conceal her own aura. For the other party to easily slaughter her entire family, they must have been at least a spirit saint-level powerhouse...
Why wasn't she discovered?!?
She didn't believe that those murderous guys would be kind enough to let her go.
Then there was probably only one possibility.
She was the ultimate target that night.
In her memory, Mu En's methods were clear at a glance, and behind him were even strong figures like Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui colluding. If not for her brother's heaven-defying talent, who had gone deep into the game and paid with his life to reap the benefits and eliminate these three limit Douluo.
But in this life...
Zhang Lexuan's eyes gradually became determined, and she exhaled a puff of white mist. "Brother, don't worry, Lexuan is no longer that delicate little girl. I can now handle things on my own."
"I will find out the truth, and then slaughter these guys one by one."
"But brother."
The beauty's voice became a bit hoarse: "In this life, where exactly are you..."
She had used the excuse of going on missions to travel almost half of the Sun Moon Empire over the past two years, searching for the dens of various Evil Soul Masters and looking for traces of Lu Cheng.
But she had always found nothing.
It was as if this person had never existed.
Walking out of the tavern.
She casually dealt with a few burly men who were following her with lecherous eyes. Standing on an eave, she took off her cloak, revealing her stunningly beautiful face under the moonlight. Her yellow eyebrows slightly furrowed. A black shadow flew from the horizon and landed on her shoulder in a few seconds.
It was a small light blue bird with a paper ball tied to its leg.
"This is... a letter from Xiaotao?"
Zhang Lexuan's eyes looked slightly better.
The Academy had already sent people to urge her several times to return, but she had always declined.
But Xiaotao... had the same experience as her.
She opened the paper ball with her slender hand, glanced at the content casually, and was about to destroy it.
But her expression suddenly froze.
Her body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, her gaze fixed tightly on the paper ball.
"Lu Cheng found; return immediately!"
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