Second Life Simulation!

Tang Hao's voice carried a hint of urgency and unprecedented gravity.

The moment Tang Hao said this, Tang San, who had experienced the simulation, suddenly came back to his senses!

He immediately understood the unfinished, bloody implication behind his father's words—he wanted to kill every witness to keep the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul a secret!

Tang San hurriedly withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul from his left hand and raised his right hand at the same time.

A stalk of pale blue grass quietly appeared, swaying gently.

The moment Tang Hao saw the Blue Silver Grass, the terrifying killing intent around him vanished without a trace.

He stared blankly at the little grass emitting a faint blue glow, his gaze unfocused, as though he saw a deeply unforgettable figure through it.

After a long while, tears gradually welled up in his eyes. His eyes turned red, and only after quite some time did he slowly recover.

He murmured, "Blue Silver Grass... It really is Blue Silver Grass... just like hers..." Wait!!!

Tang Hao suddenly came back to his senses. If he had not seen wrongly, what had appeared in Tang San's left hand just now was... a hammer?! And his right hand held grass?!

"Twin Martial Souls!!!"

At this moment, Tang Hao's eyes were filled with utter shock and disbelief!

Then, wild joy and excitement erupted in his eyes like a volcano!

"Twin Martial Souls! They really are Twin Martial Souls! Son, my son!"

Tang Hao abruptly spread his thick, powerful arms and pulled Tang San tightly and forcefully into his broad, trembling embrace.

Feeling the warmth and strength of his father's chest so vividly for the first time, that embrace he had experienced in the simulation but which now felt incomparably real left Tang San dazed and immersed in the moment.

As his excitement gradually faded, Tang Hao released Tang San and placed both hands on his narrow shoulders. His expression was more solemn than ever as he spoke each word clearly:

"Remember! In the future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand! Forever!"

Then, as if he had suddenly remembered something crucial, he froze. Staring at Tang San with an incomparably serious look, he asked:

"When you awakened back then, which hand did you extend toward that Spirit Hall deacon?"

"My right hand," Tang San answered firmly.

Upon hearing this answer, the last trace of tension in Tang Hao's eyes finally disappeared completely, and his gaze returned to its former calmness and steadiness.

He looked deeply at Tang San, as though wanting to carve his current appearance into his heart. Then, without saying another word, he turned and returned to the inner room, never coming out again.

The day slowly passed.

That night, listening to Tang Hao's steady snores from the inner room, Tang San did not hurry to sleep.

He sat cross-legged on his small bed, sank his mind into his thoughts, and called out with his consciousness:

"System, can I begin my second life simulation now?"

[Requirements met. The second life simulation may begin.]

After receiving the system's cold confirmation, Tang San took a deep breath and said resolutely, "Then begin!"

[Command confirmed. Life simulation initiating...]

It was still that familiar, strange sensation of his consciousness being pulled away.

However, when his consciousness gradually cleared and he could once more "sense" his surroundings, Tang San immediately realized something was wrong!

He could "feel" that his current body was obviously much taller and sturdier than the one he had possessed during the Nuoding Academy period of the first simulation.

If the first simulation had covered his experiences from around the age of six to twelve, then this body seemed more like it belonged to someone... around fourteen years old!

"Everyone, sit down."

Hearing Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's familiar, low voice beside him, Tang San finally recovered from his astonishment over the change in his body's age and began carefully observing his surroundings.

He found himself in a place resembling a classroom or meeting room.

Besides the companions he had met during the first simulation—Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar—there were four additional young people whose faces he did not recognize.

The seven of them, along with those four strangers and Yu Xiaogang seated at the head, formed a circle.

Yu Xiaogang slowly began to speak, his tone as stern as ever:

"In a few days, the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament will begin. Today, I will first explain the rules to you."

As he spoke, he seemingly casually lifted his foot and accurately kicked Ma Hongjun, who was dozing beside him, in the backside. The motion was so practiced that it seemed he had rehearsed it countless times.

Without even looking at Ma Hongjun, who was grimacing in pain, he continued:

"Do not take this lightly. Rules are restrictions, but they are also advantages that can be exploited.

"Strength is certainly important in competition, but you must also understand every detail of the rules. Otherwise, others may exploit them against you, causing all your previous efforts to go to waste."

Thus, Yu Xiaogang explained in detail above while Tang San silently listened, observed, and analyzed below.

After a long time, combining Yu Xiaogang's explanations with the fragments of conversation around him, he finally pieced together the current situation.

They seemed to have formed a team called Shrek Academy and were about to participate in a grand event known as the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.

The four unfamiliar faces were their new teammates: Jiang Zhu, Tai Long, Huang Yuan, and Jing Ling.

According to the information Yu Xiaogang occasionally mentioned, all four were Battle Soul Elders above level thirty-five.

However, what shook Tang San even more was the change in their strength!

It seemed that only around two short years had passed since his days at Shrek Academy in the first simulation, yet the Soul Power Levels of the companions around him had all risen enormously.

What he found most unbelievable was himself—through his perception of internal energy and Soul Power, he clearly sensed that the body in this simulation possessed Soul Power that had already reached the Soul Ancestor level!

In just two years, from a level-thirty near-Soul Elder to a Soul Ancestor?

That cultivation speed was so fast that it defied common sense!

Was it because, in this "future," he had absorbed more high-quality Spirit Rings, or had he encountered some other stroke of fortune?

"...Therefore, in team spirit battles, you must pay attention to coordination. Control-type Spirit Masters must maintain control over the entire field..."

Yu Xiaogang continued discussing the precautions and tactical arrangements for the tournament. From time to time, he would sternly reprimand or warn Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others, pointing out the problems they had revealed in previous battles.

The Tang San in the simulation listened as seriously as everyone else, but his thoughts were already churning.

He was not only shocked by the tremendous leap in his own strength and that of his companions; what concerned him even more was this Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.

In the first simulation, his experience had ended when he encountered danger in the Star Dou Great Forest and was saved by Fu Shiyan. It had never involved this tournament.

This meant that the second simulation had directly brought him to a more distant and far more turbulent fragment of the future.

Why has this simulation brought me directly to two years later?

Tang San was filled with vigilance and anticipation.

Senior Fu Shiyan... Will he appear in this simulation?