Speaking Through Strength

Representatives from the major academies and sects had gathered together, which was quite a rare occasion.

Quite a few had also brought along the younger generation of their own factions to broaden their horizons.

Xiao Chenlong did not like handling such miscellaneous arrangements, so he had thrown them all to Xue Ye and Salas.

He only needed to attend the final discussion meeting. In fact, the framework for the tournament system reform had already been arranged.

What remained to be discussed were merely details, such as regional divisions and advancement slots.

There was bound to be plenty of arguing, since everyone wanted their own faction to be in an advantageous position.

On the day the formal discussion meeting began, the Side Hall arranged by Xue Ye was already full of people.

After Xiao Chenlong arrived, representatives from all the major factions greeted him.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Saint Son."

"You are too courteous. I believe none of you wish to waste time.

This is the revised tournament system for the All Continent Youth Spirit Master Elite Competition.

If you have any opinions, feel free to raise them so we can make revisions."

The representatives of the major factions all began reading it, then started arguing over their respective interests.

Xiao Chenlong had anticipated this long ago, so he closed his eyes and blocked out the noise, intending to speak after they were finished arguing.

While the representatives of the major factions argued fiercely, the younger members they had brought along to broaden their horizons were also present.

There were some familiar faces among them, such as Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang from Blazing Fire Academy, Feng Xiaotian from Godwind Academy, Yu Tianheng from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and others. All of them had their eyes on Xiao Chenlong.

In truth, many of them were unconvinced. They felt Xiao Chenlong had merely been lucky enough to become the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son, and that without that status, he was nothing.

These youngsters were all quite gifted, so naturally they thought highly of themselves. They also lacked lessons in setbacks; after getting beaten a few more times, they would all behave.

The argument at the meeting continued for more than half a day before a conclusion was finally reached.

There would still be thirty-three teams advancing to the finals, but because of the sects' participation, the regional divisions had changed considerably.

Soul Master Academies that had already been weak now found it even harder to advance.

Seeing that the discussion had reached a result, Xiao Chenlong spoke to finalize it.

Just as the meeting was about to end, Xiao Chenlong added, "I trust you have all read the Spirit Master Management Rules issued by Spirit Hall.

Let me emphasize this: please ensure that the sects and academies you belong to comply with the rules and regulations within."

"And what if we don't?"

The one who spoke was a junior from the Black Tiger Sect, and Xiao Chenlong liked such attention-seekers.

"If you do not comply, Spirit Hall will naturally take corresponding measures.

These include, but are not limited to, imprisonment, the abolition of Soul Power, and even the death penalty.

Furthermore, the faction to which you belong will also have its qualification to participate revoked.

Times have changed. Do not say I did not warn you."

"Isn't Spirit Hall meddling too much? What right does Spirit Hall have to interfere in our sect's affairs?"

Xiao Chenlong looked at the young man who had spoken. He wore Wind Sword Sect's attire, yet he did not dare meet Xiao Chenlong's gaze and lowered his head after speaking.

"Heh. If you have objections, say them directly. Making a junior speak for you is rather disgraceful.

I imagine this is also a question many of you wish to ask.

Then let me tell you clearly: because Spirit Hall has the strength and capability to do so.

At the same time, the Spirit World needs a true administrator. It is that simple.

If anyone is unconvinced, you may step forward. However, before you do, I advise you to think about the Clear Sky Sect."

The Wind Sword Sect representative hurriedly rose and said with an ingratiating smile, "Your Highness the Saint Son, you are taking it too seriously. It was merely a child speaking nonsense. Our Wind Sword Sect will certainly support Spirit Hall's resolutions."

"That is good. Do any of you have any other objections?"

No one spoke again, and Xiao Chenlong was quite satisfied.

Then his gaze swept over the younger generation brought by the major factions.

"You have all brought your juniors here because you want them to make an appearance, correct?

Then why not take this opportunity to let them compete with one another? What do you think?"

No one objected to Xiao Chenlong's proposal. They did indeed want their juniors to show themselves.

They then went to the plaza outside, where these hot-blooded youngsters began a series of exhibition matches.

Their Soul Power Levels generally ranged from around level twenty to level thirty. Honestly, there was not much to watch.

Battles on Douluo Continent relied far too heavily on soul skills, while the development of technique was truly lacking.

The only somewhat interesting match was the battle between Feng Xiaotian and Yu Tianheng.

One possessed the wind attribute and the other the lightning attribute, and both displayed the characteristics of their Martial Souls perfectly.

However, Feng Xiaotian ultimately proved slightly stronger and defeated Yu Tianheng. Yu Tianheng was unwilling to accept it and said he would settle victory and defeat with him next time.

Yet immediately afterward, Feng Xiaotian lost to Huo Wu. His deliberate loss was so obvious that his simping was completely off the charts.

At that moment, Ning Rongrong ran from Ning Fengzhi's side to Xiao Chenlong's side.

"Teacher..."

Xiao Chenlong glanced at her.

"What do you want?"

"I want to fight them too."

"Are you sure? You are still so young. Why are you joining in this excitement?"

"I want to put into practice what Teacher taught me. Teacher, please say yes."

Ning Rongrong clung to Xiao Chenlong's arm and began acting cute.

"Fine. I will not stop you, but do not cry if you get beaten."

"Teacher, I am your disciple. I definitely will not embarrass you."

Ning Rongrong ran up to challenge Huo Wu, and Huo Wu was stunned when she saw Ning Rongrong.

"Little sister, this is not a game. If you want to fight your big sister, wait a few more years."

"What, are you afraid?"

"Hmph, little sister, being too arrogant will get you beaten."

"Who is afraid of whom!"

"Rongrong, come down. Stop messing around."

Only then did Ning Fengzhi react.

"Dad, no! Teacher already agreed."

Ning Fengzhi looked at Xiao Chenlong.

"Sect Master Ning, Rongrong wants to try, so let her try."

At this, the others began discussing among themselves. Ning Fengzhi's daughter had actually become the disciple of the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son.

The relationship between Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had become even more delicate.

"Huo Wu, do not hurt her. Stop at the right point."

The representative from Blazing Fire Academy also spoke, and Huo Wu could only nod in agreement.

"Little sister, do not worry. I will go easy on you."

Huo Wu treated it entirely as playing with a little girl. After all, a Support System Spirit Master did not even have an offensive soul skill and could not possibly hurt her.

However, once they actually began fighting, the situation was completely different.

Ning Rongrong was not yet level twenty and had only one Spirit Ring. After buffing herself, she took the initiative to attack.

With the aid of the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, she rapidly closed in on Huo Wu. Huo Wu was startled by Ning Rongrong's speed and failed to react.

As a result, Ning Rongrong's slightly discolored little hand struck her across the face.