Rectifying the Imperial Dou! Information Revealed, Who is the Real Boss?

North of the main campus of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

There lies an independent area enclosed by high walls and barriers, known as the "Imperial Fighting Training Camp." It boasts the academy's top-tier simulated cultivation grounds, the most luxurious lounges, and an exclusive team of healers and nutritionists.

This place is the territory belonging solely to the face of the Heaven Dou Empire—the Imperial Fighting Team.

Today, the atmosphere in the training camp is somewhat heavy.

Inside the spacious tactical conference room, four people are already seated around a massive, long, circular table.

Sitting at the head is, naturally, the current captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, Yu Tianlei, known as the "Thunderous Mad Lion." He leans back in his chair with an air of dominance, toying with a lightning-wreathed coin in his hand. His expression is calm, but his eyes reveal a hint of someone waiting to watch a good show.

On either side of him sit two men and two women.

To his left is a pair of twin brothers who look almost identical; they are burly and dark-skinned, giving off a sense of stability like mountains. They are silent, merely wiping down the shields in their hands.

To his right sit two youths with distinct expressions. One is thin with delicate, feminine features, gently waving a feather fan with an air of arrogance in his eyes. The other is dressed in black with sinister eyes and long, blade-like fingernails, impatiently tapping on the table.

"Captain, aren't those three 'transfer students' acting a bit too entitled?"

The delicate youth finally can't help himself, closing his fan with a clear tone of dissatisfaction. "Even though they won the selection tournament, they're only at the level of a reserve team. Making us, the main team members, wait for them? That doesn't follow the rules, does it?"

"Exactly." The black-clad youth beside him snorts coldly. "I heard they're only ten years old? Hmph, a ten-year-old Great Spirit Master might have decent talent, but this is the Imperial Fighting Team! We are meant to represent the empire! To have three brats who haven't been weaned for long join us and squeeze out the substitutes Qin Ming originally arranged—I, Oslo, am the first to object."

Yu Tianlei stops his movements, and the lightning coin hits the table with a "snap."

"You object?"

He lifts his eyelids, sweeping a faint glance over the two. "Oslo, Yu Feng. If you could kick a level 38 Spirit Elder into disability at the age of ten, I would let the whole team wait for you, too."

"This..."

The delicate youth named Yu Feng is at a loss for words, but he immediately retorts, "That was because that Mad Rhino was careless! And I heard that Yu Tianyu used some kind of secret technique. If we were really on a formal spirit fighting stage, experience and coordination are what matter!"

"That's right!" Oslo chimes in. "And the other two girls—one only knows how to use poison, and the other is a pure support. If we really get into a fight, we'll have to protect them. How are we supposed to lead this team while carrying three dead weights?"

Just as the two are grumbling.

"BOOM!"

The heavy mahogany door of the conference room is kicked open.

Sunlight spills in through the doorway, casting three long shadows.

"Dead weights?"

The leading youth walks in against the light, hands in his pockets. He wears a custom-made black combat suit with gold patterns, his figure tall and straight. His heterochromatic eyes carry three parts mockery and seven parts dominance.

"I seem to have heard someone calling me a dead weight at the door just now?"

Yu Tianyu's gaze sweeps across the room, finally fixing on Oslo. "Black leopard, was it you?"

Behind him, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling follow in on either side.

Dugu Yan has changed into the Imperial Fighting Team uniform (a dark green miniskirt style) today, making her look even more youthful and fiery. Hearing Oslo's words, she immediately summons her Jade Phosphorus Snake spirit, purple poison gas swirling at her fingertips, and sneers: "Who is a dead weight, we'll only know after a fight. I'm just afraid that some people won't even be able to withstand a single breath of my poison."

Although Ye Lingling doesn't speak, the petals of the Nine Heart Begonia in her hand have already begun to rotate, the cold killing intent causing the temperature in the conference room to drop by several degrees.

"Yu Tianyu!"

Oslo stands up abruptly, the phantom of a Ghost Leopard flickering behind him. "Don't get too arrogant! This is the Imperial Fighting Team, not your playhouse! Don't think that just because you have the captain backing you, I'm afraid of you!"

"I have never needed anyone to back me."

Yu Tianyu walks straight to the other end of the conference table, pulls out a chair, and sits down, even propping his legs up on the table.

"Since you think I'm unworthy and that the three of us are here through connections, that's simple."

He extends a finger, pointing at Oslo, then at Yu Feng.

"You two, come at me together."

"If you can last three minutes in my hands, I will immediately take them and get out of the Imperial Fighting Team, and I'll even hand the captain's position over to you."

"But if you lose..."

Yu Tianyu's eyes turn cold. "From now on in this team, when I say go east, you don't go west. When I say kill, you don't hand over the blade."

"Arrogant!!"

Yu Feng is also provoked, the feather fan in his hand transforming into two wind blades. "Captain! He brought this on himself! Don't say we're bullying a newcomer!"

Yu Tianlei, who has been watching the show, raises the corners of his mouth and stands up to clear the space. "Since Tianyu made the proposal, I'll act as the referee. But keep it to a point of contact; don't cripple anyone. We still have to go to Soto City for an exchange in a few months."

"Don't worry."

Yu Tianyu stands up and rolls his neck. "I know my limits. Lingling, no need for healing, just watch."

"Okay." Ye Lingling nods obediently and steps aside.

In the center of the training ground.

Yu Tianyu stands alone, facing Yu Feng and Oslo, who have already activated their spirits.

Yu Feng: Level 31 Agility-Attack System Spirit Elder, Wind Bell Bird spirit. Oslo: Level 32 Agility-Attack System Spirit Elder, Ghost Leopard spirit.

Both are powerhouses of the speed-oriented style, with tacit coordination.

"Move!"

Oslo let out a low shout, his entire body transforming into a black afterimage as he utilized the traits of the Ghost Leopard to dart rapidly across the ground, attempting to find a blind spot in Yu Tianyu's vision.

Meanwhile, Yu Feng spread his wings and soared into the air.

"First Soul Skill: Wing Blade!"

Two sharp wind blades descended from above, aiming directly for Yu Tianyu's shoulders.

One from above, one from below—a three-dimensional pincer attack.

If it were an ordinary Power Attack System soul master, they would certainly have been thrown into a panic when faced with this kind of kiting tactic from two Agility Attack System soul masters.

But Yu Tianyu simply stood where he was, not even lifting an eyelid.

"Speed?"

"In the face of lightning and flame, your speed is as slow as a snail."

Just as the wind blades were about to strike him.

"Zzz--"

Yu Tianyu slightly bent his left leg, and a purple-black poisonous mist mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible blue electric arc erupted instantly.

"Poison Dragon's--Crushing Kick!" (A variation of the Spiral Jaw)

He did not kick at Yu Feng in the air, nor did he kick at Oslo on the ground.

He stomped this kick directly onto the ground!

"BOOM!!!"

Terrifying power mixed with a wave of toxic gas exploded outward in all directions, centered on him!

The ground cracked, and gravel flew everywhere.

Oslo, who was darting across the ground, had his expression change drastically; the speed he took such pride in was useless against this omnidirectional AOE (Area of Effect) attack.

"Pfft!"

Blown away by the wave of toxic gas, Oslo let out a miserable cry as he was sent flying over ten meters, his body stained with corrosive purple poison.

"What?!" Yu Feng, in the air, was shocked.

It wasn't over yet.

Using the recoil from his stomp, Yu Tianyu shot into the sky like a cannonball!

His speed was even faster than Yu Feng, who had wings!

"Want to fly?"

Yu Tianyu's figure instantly appeared above Yu Feng's head, his hands clasped together as crimson Dragon Flame compressed wildly on his fists.

"Get--down!"

"Fire Dragon's--Iron Hammer!!!"

His fists smashed down heavily.

Yu Feng only had time to shield his head with his wings.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed.

Yu Feng felt as if he had been struck by a massive mountain; his wings fractured instantly, and he plummeted toward the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Boom!"

A large crater was smashed into the ground.

From the start of the battle to the end, it hadn't even taken ten seconds.

Two Agility Attack System soul masters above level thirty, both taken out in a single move.

Yu Tianyu landed lightly on the ground, brushed the dust off his hands, and looked at the two groaning in the crater, saying indifferently:

"Three minutes? It seems I overestimated you."

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

That pair of silent twin brothers—Shi Mo and Shi Mo—also widened their eyes, exchanging a glance and seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

This kind of explosive power, this kind of prediction—it didn't look like the work of a ten-year-old child at all!

The conference room returned to silence.

Only this time, Yu Feng and Oslo had to be helped back to their seats. Ye Lingling cast a healing light wave on each of them; although they were still in pain, they were no longer in serious trouble, though their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Yu Tianyu.

"Is there anyone else who is dissatisfied?"

Yu Tianyu sat in the vice-captain's seat (which was effectively the center position), his gaze sweeping across the room.

No one spoke. Even Yu Tianlei looked at him with a smile, wearing an expression that said, "You're in charge."

"Very good."

Yu Tianyu took out a piece of parchment and slapped it onto the table with a loud thwack.

"Since no one has any objections, the Imperial Fighting Team is officially reorganized starting today. To prepare for the upcoming Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament and to avoid embarrassing ourselves in Soto City, we need to reassign positions and tactics."

"The following is the new team roster."

Following Yu Tianyu's voice, everyone's gaze focused on the paper.

[Imperial Fighting Team · Final Roster]

1. Captain: Yu Tianlei (Special permission repeater at Heaven Dou Royal Academy / Core combatant)

Age: 19

Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon (Top-tier Beast Martial Soul)

Level: 43 Power Attack System Spirit Ancestor

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple

Role: Frontline assault, lightning burst, spiritual leader.

Yu Tianyu's assessment: "Although his brain is a bit straightforward, his fists are hard enough. He can take hits and dish them out at critical moments; he is the anchor of the team."

2. Vice-Captain / Tactical Core: Yu Tianyu (Soul of the team)

Age: 10

Martial Soul: Dragon Slayer Magic (Mutated all-attribute / Actually a hidden twin martial soul)

Level: 29 Power Attack System Spirit Grandmaster (About to break through to level 30)

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Purple

Role: Free agent, all-around damage dealer, armor-piercing expert, commander.

Self-assessment: "Don't ask me what position I play; I strike wherever I'm needed. I'm specifically responsible for taking care of the most troublesome guys on the opposing side."

3. Control System Core: Dugu Yan

Age: 14

Martial Soul: Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor (Evolving with Yu Tianyu's help)

Level: 38 Control System Spirit Elder

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple

Role: Poisonous crowd control, debuffing the entire enemy team, secondary attacker.

Yu Tianyu's assessment: "Be careful when you release your poison; don't poison your own teammates. You can coordinate with me for combo skills at critical moments."

4. Support System Core: Ye Lingling

Age: 10

Martial Soul: Nine Heart Begonia (Top-tier healing)

Level: 26 Support System Spirit Grandmaster

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow

Role: Group healing, endurance guarantee, the final line of defense.

Yu Tianyu's assessment: "As long as she has spirit power, we can't die. The whole team must prioritize protecting her unconditionally."

5. Defense System Dual Shields: Shi Mo & Shi Mo

Age: 16

Martial Soul: Black Tortoise (Top-tier defense Beast Martial Soul)

Level: 37 / 36 Defense System Spirit Elder

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple

Role: Tank, protecting the back row, splitting the battlefield.

Yu Tianyu's assessment: "Although you're tough, you aren't flexible enough. I'll be giving you special training next to turn you into turtles that can bite."

6. Agility Attack System / Scout: Yu Feng

Age: 15

Martial Soul: Wind Bell Bird

Level: 32 Agility Attack System Spirit Elder

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple

Role: Aerial reconnaissance, harassment, back-row disruption.

Yu Tianyu's assessment: "Too flashy. Stop flying so high and acting like a target; practice low-altitude raids more."

7. Agility Attack System / Assault: Oslo

Age: 15

Martial Soul: Ghost Leopard

Level: 32, Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Grandmaster

Spirit Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple

Role: Ground roaming, finishing off low-health targets.

Yu Tianyu's assessment: "You have speed, but your attack power is like a tickle. I will teach you how to sharpen your claws."

After the roster was read, the atmosphere in the conference room shifted.

If it had been filled with skepticism and dissatisfaction before, it was now replaced by awe and anticipation. Yu Tianyu had not only proven himself with his strength, but his precise positioning and evaluation of each person demonstrated a high level of tactical literacy.

"This is our new lineup."

Yu Tianyu pointed at the list. "It looks luxurious, but in my eyes, it is riddled with holes."

"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, you two rely too much on your turtle shell defense. If you encounter an opponent with high penetration like me, you are just sitting ducks. Starting tomorrow, you two will come with me to the bottom of the waterfall to practice resisting water pressure without using your Spirit."

The Shi Brothers exchanged a glance and nodded with bitter expressions.

"Yu Feng, Oslo. Your coordination is terrible. One in the sky and one on the ground, there is absolutely no synergy. Starting tomorrow, you two will be a team and go to the Sunset Forest to catch rabbits. You aren't allowed to eat until you catch one hundred."

"Catch rabbits?" The two were stunned.

"That's right. It's the best way to train reaction speed and coordinated pincer movements."

Finally, Yu Tianyu looked at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

"As for the three of us..."

"What we need to practice is a 'Trinity' fusion technique."

"Although it isn't a true Spirit Fusion Skill, I hope we can achieve a state where my fire can borrow the momentum of Yan Yan's wind and poison, while Lingling's healing can precisely trigger the second before we get injured."

"This requires absolute trust and synergy."

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling nodded firmly.

"Alright."

Yu Tianyu stood up, his aura surging like a rainbow.

"There are three months left until our exchange at the Great Spirit Arena in Soto City. In these three months, I will show you what 'hell' is."

"I don't want our Imperial Fighting Team to be a bunch of trash who only know how to bully others with their levels when we face other teams."

"Do you understand?!"

"Understood!"

Everyone stood up and roared in unison. Even Yu Feng and Oslo, who had been the most defiant, were now burning with excitement.

In this world where the strong are respected, following a powerful leader (even if he is just the vice-captain) is the dream of every Spirit Master.

Late at night, Imperial Fighting Training Camp dormitory.

Yu Tianyu had just finished planning the day's cultivation and was preparing to rest.

"Knock, knock."

The door was tapped lightly.

Opening the door, he saw Ye Lingling in a plain white nightgown, her long hair draped over her shoulders. She was holding a bowl of steaming medicinal soup.

"This is a soup made from... one leaf of the immortal herb you gave me."

Ye Lingling lowered her head, looking a bit shy. "Sister Yan Yan said you exhausted too much mental energy today, so she asked me to bring this to you."

"Why didn't she come herself?" Yu Tianyu took the soup and asked with a smile.

"She is studying the poison techniques you taught her... she said she wants to give you a surprise." Ye Lingling's voice was soft.

Yu Tianyu felt a warmth in his heart.

This was his harem. One was responsible for slaughtering the battlefield, and the other was responsible for being gentle and considerate behind the scenes.

"Come in."

Yu Tianyu pulled Ye Lingling into the room and closed the door behind him.

"It would be a waste for me to drink this soup alone. You are an auxiliary type with a weak constitution; you should have some too."

"But..."

"No buts."

Yu Tianyu held her in his arms, and the two shared a single spoon, enjoying a rare moment of tenderness in the quiet night.

"Lingling."

"Hmm?"

"After this trip to Soto City is over, I will bring back my third Spirit Ring."

Yu Tianyu looked at the moonlight outside the window, his eyes flashing with ambition. "By then, I will give you a real future. A future where you don't have to look at anyone else's face."

Just as the Imperial Fighting Team was sharpening their weapons and training their horses.

Far away, a thousand miles from Soto City.

Shrek Academy.

A young man with a crew cut and the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges wrapped around his waist stood on the training ground, practicing his hidden weapons against a wooden stake.

"San, take a break." A young girl with rabbit ears hopped over.

"No, Xiao Wu."

Tang San wiped away his sweat, a flash of the Purple Demon Eye flickering in his eyes, "I have a feeling that a massive threat is closing in. If I don't work hard, we might suffer a crushing defeat."

The gears of fate finally began to turn.

The clash between the Dragon Slayer Mage Yu Tianyu and the Son of the Plane Tang San was about to unfold at the Great Spirit Arena in Soto City.

And this time, the script would be rewritten by Yu Tianyu.