Douro Continent

Chapter 204 Shrek Academy, the Gold-Level Battle Spirit Team (Part 2)

After a long silence, the master took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions. "Tianheng, perhaps we will meet again soon. Don't be discouraged by today's defeat. Failure is not terrible; what is terrible is not learning from failure. You are all very strong, but judging from today's battle, you did not unleash your full potential. Otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain."

Yu Tianheng's heart skipped a beat. "Uncle, you also saw our team's battle spirit today? I've disgraced the family."

The master shook his head. "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Yu Tianheng looked at the master with some confusion. If Qin Ming had asked him this question, he might have had many different answers. But the question was asked by his own uncle, the uncle with the lowest status in the entire family, who hadn't even inherited the direct line of the Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul. For some reason, he was speechless.

The master raised his right hand and grasped Yu Tianheng's shoulder. "You didn't lose to your opponent, but to yourself. That's right, your basic skills, and even the application of your soul skills, are all excellent. The reason you fell into your opponent's trap is because of the pride in your heart. The pride that belongs to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan."

"Pride..." Yu Tianheng looked at the master, something gradually appearing in his eyes. He was already extremely intelligent, and with the guidance of both the master and Qin Ming, he immediately realized some crucial issues.

"Uncle, don't worry, I will never lose to them again if I have the chance next time."

A rare smile appeared on the master's face. "You will have your chance. Because I am the leader of the Shrek Seven Devils team."

"What?" Yu Tianheng was shocked and looked at the master in disbelief. In the family, all the rumors he heard about the master were about what a useless martial soul the master possessed, and those past events that brought shame to the family. Although he didn't care about these things, he was still very clear about the master's strength. It was a strength that could never break through level 30!

The master smiled calmly and said, "It's strange, isn't it? Yes, my own strength isn't great, but that doesn't mean I can't teach good disciples. Not all of the Shrek Seven Devils are my disciples, but I am their teacher now. I only have one direct disciple. You just met him; he's the control-type Soul Master among the Shrek Seven Devils."

"It's him?" Yu Tianheng's gaze towards the master changed. In the previous team battle, among the two people who left the deepest impression on him, besides Dai Mubai, who could confront him head-on, it was Tang San, who controlled the entire battle.

A glint flashed in the master's eyes. "One day, I will let the world know that although I, Yu Xiaogang, am a good-for-nothing, I can still train an unparalleled genius. Tianheng, I'm leaving. Remember my words: if you hope to unleash your full potential under any circumstances and lead your team to final victory, then abandon that pride."

After saying this, the master gave Yu Tianheng a deep look, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to walk into the darkness.

"Uncle, could you teach me too?" Yu Tianheng took a step forward.

The master stopped and gently shook his head. "Tianheng, if the family finds out I'm here to teach you, what do you think they'll do? I'm afraid I'll immediately become the enemy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If you truly want to become a great Soul Master, then take my disciple as your role model. If one day you can surpass him, then you will surely stand at the pinnacle of Soul Masters on the continent."

"Uncle, why?" Yu Tianheng asked, somewhat unconvinced. Although he was quite surprised by Tang San's control and the potent poison attached to his spirit, he was certain that no matter how it mutated, it was still just Blue Silver Grass, and could never compare to his own Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spirit. If it were a one-on-one duel, he was certain he could defeat his opponent.

The master stopped and turned to look at Yu Tianheng. "Do you know what level his soul power is?"

Yu Tianheng thought for a moment and said, "According to the information I received, he should be level 32, nicknamed Thousand-Handed Asura. But I think his soul power should be about the same as mine." He still vividly remembered Tang San controlling the entire situation, and he simply couldn't believe that a control-type soul master with soul power seven levels lower than his own could do that. His own Dugu Yan was also a control-type soul master with level 38 soul power, yet she was completely suppressed by him.

The master shook his head and said, "No, the information is correct. Xiao San does indeed only have level thirty-two soul power. So, do you know how old he is this year?"

Yu Tianheng shook his head, but his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The master smiled calmly, "He just turned thirteen, and at the age of twelve, he obtained his third spirit ring." Having said this, he turned and drifted away without lingering. Even so, this cannot fully represent Tang San's talent; he has another major secret: twin spirit souls.

Yu Tianheng stood there in a daze, not moving for a long time, until Dugu Yan was found again with Ye Lingling's help, and he was startled out of his daze.

Thirty-two, thirteen years old. These two numbers kept swirling in his mind. Only now did he finally understand why his uncle had said that to become a great Soul Master, one must follow in that person's footsteps. Uncle, what kind of monster have you raised?

"Achoo." Tang San sneezed and rubbed his nose.

"Xiao San, what's wrong with you?" It has to be said that the healing ability of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul is extremely amazing. Apart from her face still being a little pale, Xiao Wu's body is fine now, and there is not even a scar left on the wound.

Tang San shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing. Perhaps someone is thinking of me." As he said this, he unconsciously thought of his father. Father, where are you? All these years, where have you been? Why haven't you come back to see me? Don't you want your son anymore?

Before coming to Soto, he made a special trip home, leaving a note and telling Elder Jack, the village elder, to tell him where he was if his father returned. Six years have passed, more than six years have gone by, but there has been no news of his father.

In her previous life, she had never had any relatives. In this life, she finally had a father, but he left her.

Xiao Wu knew Tang San very well, and she could tell what he was thinking just by looking at the change in his eyes. "Xiao San, don't overthink it. I believe your uncle will definitely come back soon."

Tang San nodded silently. At this moment, the group finally returned to their hotel.

Upon entering the hotel, they saw Flanders and his two companions sitting in a corner of the restaurant, drinking and chatting. The food and drinks on their table didn't look touched, and they seemed to be talking about something.

"Hehe, there's wine to drink." The fat man was the first to walk over. He was also considered Flander's direct disciple, and he wasn't as easily restrained in front of Flander as others.

"Teacher, we won today, shouldn't we be rewarded?" Ma Hongjun walked over to Flander and reached for the wine glass on the table.

Flander flipped his chopsticks and tapped the fat man's hand bone. The fat man cried out in pain and quickly pulled his hand back.

Qin Ming looked at Ma Hongjun standing next to Flander with some confusion. "Teacher, is this young man also a student of the academy? When did Shrek Academy have so many disciples?"

Ma Hongjun said casually, "Senior Qin, you've already forgotten me after only a short time apart?"

Qin Ming stared wide-eyed at the fat man. "You, you're the fat guy from the Shrek Seven Devils who could breathe fire? How old are you?" Although he had some expectations, when he actually saw Ma Hongjun's still childish chubby face, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Qin Ming always knew he was a genius among geniuses in the world of soul masters; even back in Shrek Academy, he was one of the best. But he had seen the strength of this fat man before. Even with the help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda spirit, the fact that he could withstand the attack of a level 35 Wind Chime Bird spirit master's third soul skill for so long showed that his own strength was not lacking.

The Shrek Seven Devils, wearing masks, only appear to be relatively short, but some of them, like Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu, are already the height of adults. Unless they say it themselves, no one can guess their real age.

Ma Hongjun said with a hint of smugness, "That's right, I'm the Evil Fire Phoenix from earlier, and I'm thirteen years old. Oh, I see, we were wearing masks before, so you couldn't recognize me, right?"

At this moment, the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils had also come over. Qin Ming stared blankly at these children, most of whom were under fifteen years old, and couldn't say a word for a moment.

Flander let out his habitual, hoarse, and somewhat sinister laugh. "What's wrong, Qin Ming? Have you forgotten our academy's tradition? We only accept students who are twelve years old. Ma Hongjun came to the academy at eleven, and Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all enrolled this year. In recent years, this year has seen the most students we've received."

(End of this chapter)