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"Boss, this year's new students include many powerful Geniuses, all of whom are here for our Nine Stars Association."
When Feng Zaixing returned to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Long Chen immediately rushed over to report on the new generation's situation.
"What makes them exceptional?"
Feng Zaixing, who had just sent the freshly baked Ling Zichen into Mingde Hall's small dark room, clapped his hands, his voice carrying a hint of interest.
The Nine Stars Association's framework was already established. For recruitment, Long Chen and Le Zhengyu were responsible for combat assessments. Le Zhengyu had already returned to his Family to undergo a sacred baptism, so Long Chen was the primary quality inspector.
Long Chen's expression became serious. He made a gesture and said earnestly, "They have Spirit Fusion Skills."
"Oh?"
Feng Zaixing's eyes lit up. "Be more specific."
"The most powerful ones are three. Two of them are partners with a Spirit Fusion Skill: one is a three-ring Spirit Master with the Sky Tiger Shield Spirit, and the other is a two-ring Spirit Master with the Sky Tiger Axe Spirit. Their Spirit Fusion Skill is Sky Tiger Summon. Even I found it very difficult to block."
Long Chen said seriously, "The last one is even more powerful. She completed the Hell White Tiger Self-Spirit Fusion Skill by herself, though its intensity is not as strong as Sky Tiger Summon."
"She said she wants to challenge you."
"Hell White Tiger? Is she called Wu Siduo?" Feng Zaixing's expression became strange.
"Yes, Boss. How did you know?"
"I defeated her on the Spirit Ascension Platform. Xu Yucheng led the way."
As he spoke, Feng Zaixing's tone was a bit odd. In the battle on the Spirit Ascension Platform two years ago, he had, in front of Wu Siduo, sent off her Clan brother and sister, which must have left a considerable psychological shadow.
But why didn't you go to Shrek Academy to seek strength and avenge yourself? Why come here? The Wu Family is also an old ally of Shrek, isn't it?
Could she be a spy?
"No wonder Wu Siduo challenged Old Xu by name on her first day here, almost putting him in the hospital."
Long Chen said. The Death God Scythe was of extremely high quality, but Xu Yucheng himself was too weak. A single charge from the Hell White Tiger made him behave.
"Old Xu's physique is troublesome—tell Wu Siduo that I accept her challenge. We'll go to the Spirit Fighting Stage."
Feng Zaixing sighed. The Death God Scythe was fatally problematic, and Xu Yucheng was even weaker than Xie Xie.
"Understood! Besides these three, there's also a batch of first-rate Geniuses. Take a look."
Long Chen pulled out a list, marking the new students' Spirits and Cultivation levels.
Feng Zaixing looked at it for a while, his expression growing even stranger: "Many of them were defeated by me on the Spirit Ascension Platform. Why did they all come here?"
"After all, this is the Douluo Continent where the strong are respected."
A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Yu Xin, dressed in a blue and white form-fitting school uniform, appeared gracefully, hands in her pockets, smiling. "Shrek is a Holy Land that countless Spirit Masters yearn for. Its core lies in producing strong individuals generation after generation. The title of 'Atlas Douluo, the World's number one' has attracted so many latecomers."
"You are the future number one in the World. Have some confidence in yourself."
"When you put it that way, why do I feel like they all have masochistic tendencies?"
Feng Zaixing rubbed his nose. These Geniuses were quite resilient, just like him, they enjoyed challenging opponents they couldn't defeat.
"Boss, I suddenly remembered my dad is having another son, so I'm leaving first." Long Chen observed the situation and quickly slipped away.
Feng Zaixing shot him a warning glance, then looked at Yu Xin and said, "Is there something else going on at the Academy?"
Yu Xin smiled and said, "I know you don't care about small matters. Someone has been waiting for you for a long time. Do you want to go see her? Her talent is still very good."
"Waiting for me, huh? Let's go." Feng Zaixing shook his head gently. He knew who this person was.
Training Ground No. 5, Sword Cultivator area.
Ye Xinglan, with disheveled hair, wielded the Star God Sword, performing basic Moves of chopping, slashing, thrusting, parrying, pointing, blocking, and sweeping, hitting the Spirit Tool beams sprayed by the automatic Spirit Tool gun.
Her eyes held a deathly grey, her pupils colorless, as if her entire World was left with only her Star God Sword and sword Moves.
"How long has she been in this state?"
Outside the Sword Cultivator area, Feng Zaixing asked.
"She's been like this ever since she came to Mingdu."
Yu Xin's red lips parted slightly: "Her only request at the Academy was a place to practice her sword. In the recorded footage, besides three meals and basic rest, she only practices her sword and Meditates."
"When she can't lift her sword, she Meditates; after a period of Meditation, she practices her sword again. Her Cultivation efficiency is quite high; her spirit power has even increased by one level."
"It seems the abandonment by her Family and Shrek caused a great blow."
A hint of mockery appeared on Feng Zaixing's face. Ye Xinglan was abandoned by Shrek. Le Zhengyang, considering her a Genius, had Mingdu take her in.
"Yes, her current state is too poor. She has sword Moves but no Sword Intent or charm. Although her spirit power has increased, her combat power is less than half of what it used to be."
Yu Xin had seen Feng Zaixing practice his sword and understood the significance of the Sword Dao Concept. Ye Xinglan's mental breakdown meant that if she couldn't reshape her Sword Heart, no matter how good her sword Moves were, they would just be an empty shell.
In a few years, she wouldn't even be able to condense her Spirit True Body and would be stuck at the Spirit Emperor level for life.
"Only the one who tied the bell can untie it. Perhaps I can help her reshape her Sword Heart, but is it necessary to do so?" Feng Zaixing asked.
"It can be used to strike at Shrek, and some things are difficult to do, requiring a sword to act on one's behalf."
Yu Xin's smile was faint: "You are an angel, you must be righteous and open. I can be the villain, but I also need manpower. She is good, sufficiently extreme."
Feng Zaixing suddenly turned around and embraced Yu Xin's boneless body with open arms. Yu Xin's smile faded, and a very relaxed expression appeared on her face.
No words were exchanged; everything was understood without speaking.
A sword wind swept into the sword practice area. Feng Zaixing appeared behind Ye Xinglan, watched for a while, and then said:
"Weak and powerless, fast but without a sharp edge. Such a sword, no matter how long you practice, will not yield great benefits."
"Empty—"
Responding to Feng Zaixing was a starlight sword shadow. Ye Xinglan turned her face, looking hysterical, and leaped up, thrusting her sword straight at Feng Zaixing.
"Now that's more like it."
Reaching out with two fingers to clamp the Star God Sword, a halo flashed in Feng Zaixing's eyes, and a burst of Qi acting in the air sent Ye Xinglan flying.
"!"
The Star God Sword flew back at a speed faster than Ye Xinglan, sticking into the ground beside her.
"You are a focused Genius at practicing the sword, but unfortunately, your mind isn't good."
Walking step by step in front of Ye Xinglan, Feng Zaixing stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an incredibly tall and oppressive aura.
Ye Xinglan's pupils were unfocused, yet she looked at him with incredibly complex eyes, filled with a myriad of emotions.
"My Dao is the Sword of Obsession. I have no choice." She spoke for the first time, her voice hoarse and dull, having not spoken for a very long time.
"I can see that. I had concerns when I didn't take this Dao back then. Trading intelligence for swordsmanship is simply turning oneself into a Sword Dao machine."
Feng Zaixing's face was stern, not taking the Sword of Obsession seriously. If a person practices the sword to the point of having no external interests, then is he a Swordsman or a Sword Slave?
Not to mention, this is the Douluo Continent, where the average IQ is already very low. He was even worried about becoming foolish from practicing the sword.
Ye Xinglan remained silent, perhaps feeling that a loser had no right to retort, or perhaps because her spiritual pillar had already crumbled.
The Clan Chief of her Family and the Sea God Pavilion Master had abandoned her. Her World was left with only her Spirit and swordsmanship.
"From now on, listen to us and do as we say. I will give you a chance for revenge."
Throwing out a small portion of his copied Sword Dao insights, Feng Zaixing casually infused his Sword Intent into the Star God Sword, and said faintly:
"When you can remove the Sword Intent I left in your Spirit, you will be able to forge your own Sword Intent, and still have a chance to enter the Soul from Concept."
"You loved Shrek but were abandoned. Then let love turn to hate. This belief is very compatible with the Dao of Obsession."
Her Spirit being tampered with, Ye Xinglan's delicate body trembled violently, as if the Sword Intent had also invaded her body, and her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed.
But, whether she knew she couldn't resist or had other ideas, she let go of her protection over her Spirit and body, allowing the Sword Intent that had once destroyed her will to penetrate deep into her Spirit.
When she opened her eyes again, Feng Zaixing had already walked out of the Sword Cultivator area with his hands behind his back.
Ye Xinglan gritted her teeth and stood up, saying hoarsely, "Aren't you afraid I'll assassinate you in the future?"
Feng Zaixing paused, turned back, and smiled slightly.
"If I ever find out you harm even a hair on my companions, I will tear your Soul into nine parts, inflict myriad calamities upon you, and you will never find peace."
As the light words fell, the young girl, whose edge had just recovered a bit, gasped and retreated several steps, sweat soaking her clothes, watching Feng Zaixing disappear from her sight.
Suddenly, a self-mocking smile appeared on her pale lips. She murmured to herself:
"Have I become so afraid of you? With me like this, what right do I have to call myself a Sword Spirit Master?"
"Shrek—the Ye Family—you are even more hateful than this person—"