"Wait, there isn't any shady business behind this drawing, is there? How did this Princess end up drawing her?"
Dai Yuner sprang up from her seat with a 'whoosh', her small face still filled with disbelief.
Both have twin spirits, both have the Hell Civet; in the end, is it going to come down to which is stronger between the Spirit Eyes and the White Tiger?
There was a strange sense of history repeating itself.
Dai Yueyan pushed his embarrassing sister back down and said with a speechless expression, "You are the Star Luo Princess, who could possibly pull off shady business against you here? Hurry up and get ready to go on stage for the match."
"If I lose, I'm taking it out on your wallet."
Dai Yuner left behind a threat that instantly petrified Dai Yueyan, then she moved with a vigorous cat-like gait, leaping onto the competition platform.
Opposite her, Wu Siduo landed steadily with a flash, her beautiful eyes showing surprise and suspicion. "You also have the Hell Civet Spirit?"
"What? You have a problem with that?"
Dai Yuner felt frustrated. Crossing her arms, which emphasized the innate physical advantages of the Hell Civet, she said, "Looking at the Spirit inheritance, we might have been one Family thousands of years ago. Our lineage is the main branch."
Wu Siduo shook her head and said, "That doesn't matter. I won't show any mercy."
"Who wants you to show mercy?" Dai Yuner muttered, her eyes suddenly flashing with sharp light.
She didn't expect to beat Feng Zaixing or Naer in this lifetime—she could only enjoy that in her dreams—but she was quite confident about beating Wu Siduo.
The pre-match exchange ended, and both sides released their Spirits. They coincidentally both chose the Hell Civet. For a moment, both of their bodies became illusory and light as they moved with Hell Cat Steps, darting and shifting across the competition stage.
"Hell Rush Stab!" "Hell Rush Stab!"
"Hell Hundred Claws?" "Hell Hundred Claws!"
"Hell Decapitation!" "My Clone!"
A moment later, the two girls' figures on the field were like butterflies fluttering or a dance of twin cats. The expressions of all the spectators turned strange.
With the same Spirit, the same Spirit ring configuration, and similar spirit power, they simply couldn't break each other's moves.
"How long is this going to take?"
Dai Tianling muttered and said to En Ci, "In the future, it wouldn't hurt to pull a few strings for the matches. This kind of match is too boring. I bet Yuner will come up and complain again."
En Ci said helplessly, "I also didn't expect this situation. However, Princess Yuner's chances of winning should be greater, right? After all, the Spirit Eyes is an Original martial soul."
As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Feng Zaixing and said with a smile, "What does Director Feng think? I heard you are the current Acting Sect Master of the Body Sect. If this were ten thousand years ago, Yuner would be considered a Disciple of the Body Sect."
Feng Zaixing watched for a while and asked in return, "Has Her Highness completed her Second Awakening?"
En Ci said, "Not yet. After all, she hasn't reached adulthood."
"Then I'm afraid her chances of winning aren't high." Feng Zaixing shook his head and then, without hiding anything, said, "Wu Siduo has a Self-Spirit Fusion Skill—the very move the Dai Family has passed down for over twenty thousand years."
"Ah?" Dai Tianling was startled.
A few breaths later, the two girls, who were stuck in a deadlock, switched Spirits simultaneously. Wu Siduo's figure became a size sturdier, while bright light flickered in Dai Yuner's eyes as they continued to clash.
Relying on the effects of the Spirit Eyes' Spiritual Detection Spirit Ability, Dai Yuner gained a slight advantage this time.
"It looks like this Princess can win this match." She thought happily, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.
"Sigh—" At that moment, Wu Siduo sighed and said to herself, "The White Tiger Spirit really isn't enough anymore. This Spirit is too old."
In the next instant, her expression suddenly became solemn. The black light of the Hell Civet reappeared on her body, merging and overlapping with the White Tiger's light, bursting forth with a brand new power.
"Since it's come to this... Hell White Tiger!"
Dai Yuner instinctively sensed danger and flew backward. Then she saw Wu Siduo crouch down, transforming on the spot into a giant, semi-solid purple-striped white tiger that pounced toward her.
Dai Yuner immediately wore a horrified expression and cried out repeatedly, "Wah—! How can you use the Hell White Tiger!"
She turned and ran, trying to stall for time, opening her Spirit Eyes to their maximum output.
However, seeing the opponent's attack trajectory didn't mean she could dodge it. The Hell White Tiger pounced with a flash, raising its tail to whip Dai Yuner's back, sending the Princess flying like falling petals.
In the next moment, the Hell White Tiger shifted through the air, its tiger claws pinning down, directly pressing Dai Yuner firmly against the edge of the arena.
"Wuwu—I'm not fighting anymore! I concede, I concede—!" Dai Yuner was on the verge of tears, raising her hands in surrender.
As the dignified Star Luo Princess, to be defeated by a side branch using the Star Luo Family's Legacy Spirit Fusion Skill—could there be anything more tragic than this?
En Ci asked, "Director Feng, how do you think the Princess can win?"
Feng Zaixing's tone was calm: "Second Awakening. If she works harder on ordinary days, she can win."
Dai Tianling immediately followed up, "I wonder if the Body Sect is interested in opening a branch in the Star Luo Empire? Besides Yuner, there are many people in this country who possess Original martial souls."
Feng Zaixing gave him a deep look and spread his hands, indicating he was currently powerless: "The Sect's foundation is still shallow, we lack money and people. We simply can't afford to open a branch."
The core members of the entire Sect were few; it was hard enough to maintain the Federation headquarters, and no one was ready to lead a branch on their own yet.
Dai Tianling laughed, expressing great regret. How could he not hear that this was Feng Zaixing's excuse to decline?
Despite his regret, he tried a new effort: "Then I wonder if Yuner could join the Body Sect to study? She has always been proud of her Spirit Eyes Spirit."
Feng Zaixing nodded. "That's easy to discuss. As long as she doesn't do what your ancestor, the Spirit Ice Douluo, did—taking the Secret Manual and never returning it."
The corner of Dai Tianling's mouth twitched. Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao was a hero commemorated by the Star Luo Empire for ten thousand years, but it seemed his image wasn't very good over at the Body Sect.
En Ci smiled and smoothed things over, repeatedly praising the Body Sect for having geniuses like clouds and Feng Zaixing for his capable leadership, saying he would surely be a master of a golden age for the Body Sect.
Feng Zaixing accepted this candidly. He thought so himself; the old man's honest words were very pleasant to hear.
Dai Yueyan slumped down weakly and said with a face full of grief to the Six Heavenly Kings of Monster Academy, "Brothers, my wallet is doomed. If I end up on the streets tonight, remember to help me out..." Dragon King Long Yue, Fox King Su Mu, and the others all covered their faces, claiming their families were small and their businesses meager, not daring to compare wealth with the imperial Family.
You two siblings have had enough, okay? One is the future Crown Prince, and the other is the most pampered Princess. Who could be wealthier than you?
The layout of the new Shrek Academy site was no different from the original Shrek Academy; even the island in the center of the lake was identical to Sea God Island.
Under a small pavilion, Yun Ming and Guan Yue sat together. Opposite them were the pained Cao Dezhi and Zang Xin. The atmosphere was very oppressive.
Cao Dezhi was clutching his hair as if having a breakdown. From his bloodshot eyes, one could tell he probably hadn't slept at all last night.
Zang Xin also had a bitter face. He looked at the expressionless Guan Yue and then at the distracted Yun Ming. His eyes turned fierce as he spread his hands and said, "Let's be blunt. What are your thoughts exactly? Can we still cooperate peacefully in the future? Yun Ming, if you've decided to surrender to the Federation, we don't need to fight anymore. We'll lay down all our weapons right now and let ourselves be slaughtered."
Yun Ming said indifferently, "Last night, I only wanted to kill Long Yeyue and the Ghost Emperor."
Guan Yue said, "I listen to my Senior Brother."
Cao Dezhi almost tore his scalp off. He slapped the table and said, "Did you have to choose that specific time last night to kill Long Yeyue?!"
"Yes."
Yun Ming nodded very seriously and said, "If I didn't choose that time, how could I frame the Holy Spirit Cult? How could I make Chen Xinjie believe that all of this was done by the Holy Spirit Cult?"
Guan Yue said, "I listen to my Senior Brother."
Cao Dezhi continued to press, "Next time, do you also want to conveniently kill Cai Yueer with a single spear strike when the Holy Spirit Cult attacks?"
Yun Ming said without hesitation, his eyes glowing, "I really want to."
Guan Yue said, "I listen to my Senior Brother."
Cao Dezhi laughed out of anger and shouted at Guan Yue, "Do you have anything else to say besides that sentence?"
Guan Yue thought for a moment and said, "The Divine Sense Sea God Tang San left on Tang Wulin has been destroyed. His father, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, tried to possess the Lord of the Plane of Douluo Star and currently failed; his life or death is unknown."
"What?!!!"
The the two swords of the tang sect stood up, dumbfounded. They asked word by word, "What do you mean the Divine Sense Ancestor Tang San left behind was destroyed?"
Guan Yue explained, "The target of that god-slaying class cannon shell Feng Zaixing fired was Ancestor Tang San's Divine Sense—"
After explaining the whole situation, Guan Yue saw the the two swords of the tang sect fall into a long silence. He said slowly, "In short, Tang Wulin is likely the son of Ancestor Tang San, but for some reason, his Aptitude is not high. He has a dangerous Seal set by Ancestor Tang San inside him, and a large part of it was opened by Feng Zaixing and the others last night."
"A small portion of the Seal's energy leaked out, and he seems to have benefited a bit from it. But currently, he is being held in the Star Luo Spirit Pagoda along with the students from Spirit Pagoda Academy. The specifics are unknown."
Cao Dezhi thought for a moment, recalling the only news about Tang Wulin that had previously reached his ears. His face twitched as he said with terror and uncertainty, "So, that idiot Cai Yueer expelled Ancestor Tang San's biological son from the Tang Sect?"
Zang Xin's face turned pale. "I probably know how she ended up in that state. I heard Ancestor Tang San's killings back then were... very decisive."
Yun Ming and Guan Yue looked at each other in silence, each minding their own business as if it didn't concern them.
The more the the two swords of the tang sect thought about it, the more speechless and nervous they became. Their minds were so confused they couldn't tell if the destruction of Ancestor Tang San's Divine Sense was good news or bad news.
A moment later, Cao Dezhi was the first to clear his thoughts and posed a question: "Should we go to the Spirit Pagoda now and invite him back? The Tang Sect cannot bear the infamy of deceiving the heavens, destroying the ancestors, and defying human relations."