The Grand Competition Begins!

This was the Power of Spring?

This was his attribute?

He tried to activate that power.

That power surged from within his body like spring water.

It flowed through his limbs and bones.

It flowed through every inch of his flesh.

At that moment, he felt as though his body had resonated with something between heaven and earth.

That was... Life opportunity.

That was... the breath of spring.

He could seemingly sense the breathing of the flowers, grass, and trees around him.

He could seemingly sense the germination of the seeds beneath the ground.

He could seemingly sense the omnipresent... power of life between heaven and earth.

"Is this... the Power of Spring?" he murmured.

Lu Jun looked at him and smiled faintly.

"Lin Feng, from this day onward, you are the twelfth core disciple of mine, Lu Jun."

"Cultivate well. Do not waste the bloodline you possess."

Lin Feng took a deep breath and nodded firmly.

"This disciple understands!"

He turned and looked below the stage.

At those stunned gazes.

At those complicated expressions.

At Zhu Talan.

Zhu Talan was looking at him as well.

Their gazes met in midair.

This time, Zhu Talan's eyes no longer held contempt or mockery.

Instead, they were... complicated.

There was surprise, acknowledgment, and... a hint of challenge.

Lin Feng did not avert his gaze.

He simply looked at Zhu Talan.

Then, he nodded faintly.

He knew that from this day on, he was no longer that trash who had been sent flying with a single punch.

He was the Holy Master's disciple.

He was one of Tianxuan Sacred Land's Holy Sons.

He was... a Titan Bloodline awakener who possessed the Power of Spring.

As for the battle between him and Zhu Talan...

There was no rush.

There would be plenty of time.