Spirit Arena.
Boom—!
Xiao Hongchen was slammed to the ground once again.
"Sigh... This Xiao Hongchen really is persistent. He's challenged Junior Brother seventy-five times already and lost seventy-five times. I have to admit, that level of determination is impressive." Sitting in the spectator stands, Bei Bei spoke with a helpless expression.
Xu Sanshi nodded.
"He really does have ridiculous perseverance. But why is he this obsessed? Does he enjoy being a punching bag that much?"
Jiang Nannan looked at Xiao Hongchen as he struggled to his feet.
"But Xiao Hongchen's improvement has been extremely obvious. Even after losing so many times, he's already undergone a complete transformation. Relying solely on his own Martial Soul, he could now firmly establish himself within the inner court."
Tang Ya rested her chin on her hand.
"Looks like in the next tournament, he'll be a very formidable opponent."
The Tang Sect members had barely missed a single Spirit Arena match.
They were mainly there to watch the excitement and also to see just how far Su Yunlin had grown.
On the arena stage—
The referee loudly announced:
"Su Yunlin wins!"
Su Yunlin withdrew his Martial Soul.
"You really are persistent. You've already lost seventy-five times. Oh, wait, make that seventy-six now. Don't tell me you're aiming for a hundred losses?"
"Cough, cough... At least this time I forced you to use a Spirit Ability, didn't I?" Xiao Hongchen struggled to his feet. His face had long since been beaten black and blue. "What? Are you scared?"
Su Yunlin crossed his arms and snorted.
"Hmph, using me as a whetstone? Aren't you afraid you'll break instead? Though I should give you credit—you've improved tremendously. You've gone from someone who couldn't even fight properly to someone capable of forcing me to use my third Spirit Ability."
"You've earned the right to be proud."
Xiao Hongchen had indeed improved.
But only to a certain extent.
At most, he had evolved from getting knocked down with one punch into needing several punches before going down.
After speaking, Su Yunlin turned and left.
Watching his departing figure, Xiao Hongchen smashed his fist against the ground.
"Damn it! I'll never catch up to him in this lifetime!"
Su Yunlin returned to the resting area where Tang Wutong was standing, her gaze fixed on Xiao Hongchen's furious outburst in the arena.
"Why does this scene feel so familiar? No, wait... I think I've actually seen this happen here before. Who was it again?"
Tang Wutong racked her brain and thought carefully, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember.
After all, Su Yunlin had beaten down far too many people.
There was simply no way to remember everyone.
She vaguely remembered that person being pretty arrogant...
And having blond hair.
...
Somewhere within the Sun Moon Empire—
The long-forgotten Dai Huabin was currently fighting desperately amidst a bloody battle.
Surrounding him were all kinds of strange beasts.
Dai Huabin struggled fiercely against them, while Spirit Rings rose around his body.
Two yellow, two purple, and one black.
A five-ring configuration.
"Heh heh heh... Dai Huabin, is this all you've got?" a sinister voice rang out. "If that's the case, then the position of Holy Son will belong to me!"
"And I'll gladly accept that little girl beside you as well."
A sinister voice drifted over.
The newcomer was also extremely young. He controlled strange beasts that moved like puppets, directing them to attack Dai Huabin.
Roar—!
Dai Huabin let out a furious roar and charged forward. Ignoring the beasts tearing into him with claws and fangs, he rushed straight at the young man.
Then he bit directly into the youth's throat.
With one savage bite, he tore out his throat and killed him completely.
"Hm. Dai Huabin wins and is qualified to inherit the position of Holy Son."
A calm voice sounded.
The speaker appeared to be a middle-aged man with wine-red long hair and a rather handsome face. His eyes were exceptionally strange, and a bone mask covered part of his face.
The leader of the Holy Ghost Church—
Zhongli Wu.
Just as Zhongli Wu finished speaking, a graceful figure hurried over and caught Dai Huabin's swaying body before he collapsed.
"Huabin..."
...
Su Yunlin and Tang Wutong returned to Sea God Island.
A full year had already passed since their mission in Coconut Forest City.
During this year, Su Yunlin and Tang Wutong had completed fifteen Supervisor missions one after another.
There was still one year left until the next Spirit Master Tournament.
Over the course of this year, with the aid of dual cultivation and the advantages of Sea God Island, both of their cultivations had advanced at astonishing speed.
Su Yunlin had now reached Rank 69.
Tang Wutong had reached Rank 59.
In about another six months, both of them would likely break through and reach their respective bottlenecks.
Su Yunlin planned to bring Tang Wutong to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well once he reached Rank 70. He wanted to find a suitable immortal herb to assist with cultivation and, while there, help Tang Wutong obtain her Spirit Ring and further strengthen her growth.
Those immortal herbs should at least give some face to him, the Child of Nature, right?
And with the daughter of the Tang God King personally arriving, they wouldn't fail to appreciate the honor, would they?
Among the current Shrek Seven Monsters training in the academy, Su Yunlin had the highest cultivation.
Tang Wutong ranked second.
Behind them came Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, whose strengths were roughly equal, followed by Jiang Nannan. Xiao Xiao was still a Spirit Ancestor, though she wasn't far from becoming a Spirit King.
All of them were cultivating diligently in preparation for the Spirit Master Tournament two years away.
"What's wrong? Why are you frowning again?" Tang Wutong noticed Su Yunlin's tightly knitted brows and reached out to smooth them apart.
Su Yunlin sighed.
"I've been thinking about a lot of things. The next Spirit Master Tournament will most likely involve some major incident. It may even trigger a war between the Sun Moon Empire and the three Douluo nations."
"I want to reach the Spirit Douluo level as quickly as possible within these two years. Only then will I feel secure."
Su Yunlin felt that going to the Sun Moon Empire with only Spirit Sage cultivation wasn't entirely safe.
Although he was confident that, as a Spirit Sage, he could already contend against Titled Douluo-level opponents, what if he encountered powerful evil Spirit Masters?
It was better to play it safe and raise his cultivation further.
"You're overthinking things." Tang Wutong didn't seem particularly worried. "Even if they have some scheme, so what? I'll just have my Second Daddy come with us. With his strength, keeping us safe won't be a problem."
Su Yunlin sighed before smiling faintly.
"Sometimes knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing. It just adds more worries. Being like you and not knowing anything is pretty nice too."
Tang Wutong pouted.
"What kind of thing is that supposed to mean? You make me sound like some brainless, carefree idiot."
"I never said that. Don't go imagining things yourself~"
"Hmph! Stupid Yunlin! I'm ignoring you!"
Su Yunlin smiled and pulled Tang Wutong into his arms.
"This is better."
"Holding you makes me feel at ease. Right now is probably the only time we can enjoy a little peace and quiet. After this, we'll probably be very busy."
Tang Wutong wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Anyway, you're taking me with you. Whatever happens, don't carry everything by yourself! Women can hold up half the sky too! I'll be with you!"
Su Yunlin nodded.
"Of course. I won't be like certain people who insist on carrying everything alone. That's exhausting."
"I'll definitely bring you with me."
"If we die, then we'll die together."
"Pah, pah, pah! What are you saying? You're not allowed to say such unlucky things!" Tang Wutong immediately cut him off.
Su Yunlin looked at Tang Wutong.
Tang Wutong looked back at Su Yunlin.
Their faces gradually drew closer until their lips met, quietly savoring each other's affection.
For that moment, time itself seemed to stand still.
Only...
Someone's hands were getting a little too dishonest.
Tang Wutong suddenly shivered and quickly pushed Su Yunlin away.
Her face flushed bright red as she glared at him and cursed inwardly.
"Pervert."
Su Yunlin scratched his cheek awkwardly.
The atmosphere had built up naturally, and before he knew it, his hands had started acting on their own.
...
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