The next morning.
After the Inner Court's selection matches concluded, the participants for the tournament were finalized, with no surprises as Ma Xiaotao would still lead the team.
Yu Daoyun woke up early, finished his morning routine, and headed to the cafeteria for a meal.
Today, he had to select the participating members for the Blue Lightning team, so he needed to eat his fill before heading out.
He ate while thinking.
Who would be good choices for the main roster?
Ning Tian couldn't be forgotten; she was his strongest support-type Soul Master. With Ning Tian's power amplification of 30%, he could chase down a group of people, and even in team battles, she could handle several opponents alone.
Huo Yuhao and Princess Tang were definitely out; they could be left for Ma Xiaotao to lead herself.
Should he call Ling Luochen over to tell stories every day? That hateful ice girl had changed completely after obtaining the Snow Lotus.
Wu Feng, that brainless idiot, had to be brought along too, purely for the entertainment.
Xu Sanshi and Beibei were out; they had offended him too much and were his rivals.
Then he should bring the Tang Sect Master. Her Devouring Blue Silver Grass was truly powerful, just not fully developed yet. As long as Tang Ya could cultivate with peace of mind, she could almost crush everyone and reach the four-ring stage before the tournament began.
That being said, he should eat first.
Yu Daoyun had a hearty meal at the cafeteria and was the first to arrive at Lake Heart Island to find Ling Luochen.
At that moment, the ice girl was still meditating wholeheartedly, her mind completely focused.
However, Yu Daoyun's arrival startled her.
Ling Luochen opened her eyes and asked coldly, "Is there something you need?"
Yu Daoyun got straight to the point: "Are you willing to be my control-type Soul Master?"
"I'll follow the academy's arrangements," Ling Luochen refused.
She didn't want to get too close to Yu Daoyun because of Zhang Lexuan, Ning Tian, and Han Ruoruo.
Ling Luochen didn't like boys who were surrounded by girls.
Yu Daoyun glanced at the cold-faced Ling Luochen and silently took out a Snow Lotus, saying, "Alas, since senior sister is unwilling to come, I'll have to find someone else."
Ling Luochen's beautiful eyes lit up, and she raised her hand, calling out, "Wait, when did I say I was unwilling? I said I'd follow the academy's arrangements, you misunderstood me."
Yu Daoyun took out another Snow Lotus and sighed, "I originally wanted to give this to senior sister, but it seems I'll have to give it to someone else."
Ling Luochen gritted her teeth and said, "It's not that I won't, but Ma Xiaotao is my best friend, I can't make things difficult for her."
You've really mastered the art of plastic friendships and paid-for favors, Yu Daoyun thought to himself, and took out another Snow Lotus.
Ling Luochen immediately grabbed Yu Daoyun's hand and said, "Fine, I'll compete with you, okay? Give me the Snow Lotus, give it to me..."
If she knew how to act cute, she would have pouted and asked for it.
If he had taken out the Snow Lotus earlier, Ling Luochen wouldn't have bothered putting on airs.
Yu Daoyun felt a surge of satisfaction and threw several Snow Lotuses to Ling Luochen.
These were treasures for ice-attribute Soul Masters, but they were of no use to him.
However, if they could be used to maintain his relationship with the "fish," Yu Daoyun was quite willing to part with them.
The Snow Empress had given him so many when he left.
Afterward, Ling Luochen, holding the Snow Lotuses, twisted her waist and returned to her cultivation.
She wanted to evolve her Martial Soul and become an ultimate ice Soul Master.
Work hard!
Luochen, work hard, you're the best.
Yu Daoyun then went to the Outer Court and saw Ning Tian, who was playing shuttlecock with Wu Feng.
The two girls were kicking the shuttlecock back and forth, having a great time.
Seeing Instructor Brother come to the Outer Court, Ning Tian, like a plastic friend, immediately abandoned Wu Feng and threw herself into her brother's arms, sweetly asking, "Did you miss me?"
Wu Feng stood rooted to the spot, gritting his teeth, wishing he could die together with this scoundrel who stole Tian Jie.
Damn it!
Yu Daoyun didn't engage in sweet talk and directly asked, "Do you want to participate in the tournament? I can make you a main member of the second team, since I'm leading it."
Ning Tian's beautiful eyes lit up, then she thought of something and asked, "Doesn't the academy only have one team participating? When did a second team appear, and don't we still have to participate in the selection matches?"
Yu Daoyun patiently explained, "There's a second team now, and I'm personally the captain. You don't need to go through the selection matches."
"Then I want to participate!"
Ning Tian agreed without a second thought.
This was a great opportunity for her. Originally, she wouldn't have been able to advance based on her Soul Power Level due to her significant shortcomings.
But if Instructor Brother could handle it, then there was no problem.
Ning Tian's admiration for Instructor Brother instantly reached its peak.
Yu Daoyun smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Wu Feng and said, "Do you want to go, my dowry maid?"
Flames immediately erupted from the top of Wu Feng's head, and she said coquettishly, "Don't call me dowry maid, my name is Wu Feng."
The fiery-tempered goddess in leather pants immediately bristled, wanting to bare her teeth at Yu Daoyun.
Yu Daoyun smiled, raised his hand, and patted Wu Feng's head. "Alright, you can go down first. Dowry maid, remember to bring Nanmen Yun'er."
Afterward, he had a long talk about life philosophy with Ning Tian, then turned and went to the first-year freshmen, where he happened to run into Dai Yueheng's brother, Dai Huabin.
This ant had previously clamored for a fight to the death, but now he was well-behaved.
It was because Dai Huabin had been warned by his brother.
Yu Daoyun was not someone Dai Huabin could defeat, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family was not someone the White Tiger Duke could offend casually; both sides had significant backgrounds.
Dai Huabin lowered his head and said nothing, intending to leave.
"Don't go, trash!"
Yu Daoyun turned around and shouted at the retreating figure.
Dai Huabin's steps immediately stopped, and he said coldly, "I told you, I'm not trash, I'm the son of the White Tiger Duke, not trash..."
His voice was cold, as if he wanted to kill someone.
Ever since he lost in the Freshman Tournament, Dai Huabin had been training relentlessly every day, just to become stronger. Now, hearing someone call him trash, how could he endure it?
Yu Daoyun said lightly, "If you're not trash, then prove it to me. Do you have the strength to challenge me? I've always believed you're more capable than your brother because you're ruthless enough. So, I'm going to give you an opportunity."
"What opportunity?" Dai Huabin asked in a deep voice.
"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament. Join my team. If you can prove you're not trash, then I'll think highly of you," Yu Daoyun said.
Upon hearing the words "Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament," Dai Huabin's breathing quickened.
Yesterday, he had just learned that his elder brother had been beaten into the infirmary again. Later, he found out that the Inner Court had held a selection match, and his brother had lost to the person in front of him.
But he hadn't expected that the spot for the Second Team's main player would fall to him.
Dai Huabin agreed without a second thought.
Yu Daoyun smiled faintly. "I look forward to your performance."
With that, he turned and headed in the direction of the senior students, intending to have a heart-to-heart chat with the Tang Sect Master, leaving Dai Huabin standing alone to ponder.
Dai Huabin looked at the retreating figure and clenched his fists.
An opportunity had arrived, the opportunity of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament. Dai Huabin swore that he would prove to his father who was the most outstanding son in the family.
Dai Yueheng... he was just a stepping stone. He just relied on cultivating a few years earlier and always looked down on him, the second son.
Sooner or later, he would trample his brother under his feet.
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