Spear Intent

Lin Hao then took the Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear and the Thunder Prison Battle Armor out of the System space. The Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear measured a full 2.3 meters in length, its pure black body forged from some unknown metal, with fine lightning patterns etched into the shaft as if it had been tempered by thunder itself. Lin Hao hefted the Sky Splitting Spear in his hand, gauging its weight at over a hundred jin. The Thunder Prison Battle Armor was also black, made from the same material as the spear. On its shoulders sat two unknown ferocious beast heads, while the chest plate bore a grimacing evil spirit totem. Yet when Lin Hao put on the armor, he didn't feel much added weight; instead, his body became unusually light.

Lin Hao carefully infused a bit of the Power of Lightning into the Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear and the Thunder Prison Battle Armor. The moment the Power of Lightning touched the armor and the spear, both weapons suddenly erupted with a blinding Black Light, and a stream of obscure, hard-to-understand memories surged into Lin Hao's mind along with the light. Lin Hao felt his head grow heavy, and he fell unconscious.

During the time Lin Hao was unconscious, a pitch-black long spear and a set of dark, heavy armor appeared in his Mental Space. They floated silently alongside the black Sword Box, suspended within his Mental Space.

After who knows how long, Lin Hao slowly came to.

Damn, how long was I out? He rubbed his head and checked his body. The Thunder Prison Nine Spears had successfully merged with him; all he needed to do now was quickly master their use. When he examined his Mental Space, he was stunned. Two more guests had joined—the Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear and the Thunder Prison Battle Armor were now floating there alongside the black Sword Box.

Lin Hao's face darkened. Great, two more things trying to steal my resources. Looks like my training's going to slow down again. With a thought, the Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear appeared in his hand. Following the instructions of the Thunder Prison Nine Spears, he began the most basic drills. Thrust, lift, sweep, chop—Lin Hao trained in the cultivation room until he was drenched in sweat.

And so Lin Hao settled into a daily routine of study and training. During the day, he went to class with his classmates. After dinner, he practiced the Thunder Prison Nine Spears. At night, he entered a cultivation state while sleeping. His schedule was packed full. He even rarely had time to visit Jiang Weiwei's office these days.

"Weiwei, where's that freak Lin Hao been lately? Can't see him anywhere," Su Xiaorui asked Jiang Weiwei during dinner.

"What? Not used to having no one to bicker with?" Jiang Weiwei teased. "He said he's been studying some Martial Art technique lately. I don't know the details." Jiang Weiwei took small bites of her food.

"Ugh, does he have to be so intense? He's already a freak, and he's still working this hard. How are us ordinary humans supposed to survive?" Su Xiaorui grumbled. Remembering how Lin Hao had put her in her place when he first arrived at school, she looked utterly defeated.

"Then you should train hard too. If you know you can't beat him and still don't work as hard, Lin Hao's going to leave you in the dust before long."

Meanwhile, Lin Hao was sitting cross-legged on the floor of his dorm's cultivation room. His eyes were shut tight, the Thunder Prison Sky Splitting Spear laid horizontally across his legs. An aura around him, carrying Black Lightning, surged outward continuously. After a moment, Lin Hao suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up, gripped the spear, and gave a light swing. A spear light wrapped in Black Lightning struck the cultivation room's wall.

"Ding, congratulations to host for comprehending the first level of Spear Intent!" The system's announcement followed.

So this is Spear Intent? Truly something profound. Lin Hao nodded in satisfaction and walked out of the cultivation room. After taking a shower, he headed to the school cafeteria.

"Oh, if it isn't our busy Mr. Lin? What brings you to the cafeteria today?" Su Xiaorui and Jiang Weiwei had just finished eating and were walking out when they spotted Lin Hao entering.

Lin Hao's face darkened. "I say, Beauty Su, don't you ever need to eat?"

"Just haven't seen you around my Weiwei lately. She's been missing you a lot." Su Xiaorui started their usual daily banter. Hearing this, Jiang Weiwei shot Su Xiaorui a glare; she'd grown immune to her teasing by now.

"Oh? Only Weiwei misses me? Don't you miss me too?" Lin Hao's eyes twinkled. It had been a while since he'd made this little girl eat crow—looks like she was itching for it again.

"As if I'd miss you." Su Xiaorui's face flushed despite herself at Lin Hao's words.

"How about you come over tonight and we discuss life together?" Lin Hao continued with a sly grin.

At that, Su Xiaorui's face turned even redder. "Pfft, you lecher." She shot Lin Hao a dirty look. But Lin Hao had already sauntered into the cafeteria, humming a tune.

"Ruirui, why do you always have to pick a fight with Lin Hao?" Jiang Weiwei rubbed her forehead. Her best friend had seemed like a different person ever since meeting Lin Hao, always trying to mess with him—only to get messed with in return. Lose and fight, fight and lose, never giving up.

"Weiwei, ever since Lin Hao showed up, you're not on my side anymore. You see him bullying me and you don't even help." Su Xiaorui's eyes were all teary now, pitiful as could be.

Jiang Weiwei said flatly, "Because I can't beat him either," and turned to leave.

And so Lin Hao spent two months in fulfilling daily training. In those two months, he successfully cultivated the Thunder Prison Nine Spears to the third spear and comprehended the third level of Spear Intent. But he still hadn't broken through to Silver Grade. Watching his supply of beast cores dwindle bit by bit, Lin Hao's mood wasn't great.

Two whole months gone, and my beast cores are almost gone. Why is breaking through to Silver Grade so damn hard? Lin Hao was incredibly frustrated. Just then, his phone rang. He pulled it out and saw it was Jiang Weiwei calling, so he answered.

"Lin Hao, come to my office." Jiang Weiwei didn't say much else. Lin Hao heard other voices on her end, so he didn't ask questions and headed out.

When he arrived at Jiang Weiwei's office, there were over a dozen people inside. Lin Hao was taken aback, unsure what was going on. Jiang Weiwei didn't greet him like usual. Seeing him arrive, she said to him, "These are all the team members preparing for the Hundred Schools League." Lin Hao scanned the crowd. Wang Meng, Lei Yunfan, and Xia Qiuling were all there. The rest he didn't recognize.

"Now I'll announce the roster for this year's Hundred Schools League." Jiang Weiwei held a list in her hand. Hearing this, everyone quickly lined up. Lin Hao stood at the back of the line.

"Third year: Mo Zixuan, Lian Chenyang. Second year: Xiaoxiao, Lu Jincheng. First year: Lin Hao, Wang Meng, Lei Yunfan, Xia Qiuling, Ye Junxuan, Gong Xinyan."

"Among them, Mo Zixuan, Xiaoxiao, Lin Hao, Wang Meng, and Lei Yunfan are the main team members. Lian Chenyang, Lu Jincheng, Xia Qiuling, Ye Junxuan, and Gong Xinyan are the reserve members. Lin Hao will serve as the captain."

Hearing this, the first-year students showed no reaction. Great God Lin's reputation had already spread across the entire grade, and they'd all seen him instantly kill three Gold rank beasts. But the second- and third-year team members furrowed their brows.

"Principal, why is a first-year junior the captain?" Mo Zixuan asked with a frown.

Jiang Weiwei gave him a cold look. "No reason. That's an order."