Five years passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Han Xing occasionally sparred with Tang San, but these fights generally had no significant impact.
Recalling that Tang San's junior academy period was only briefly mentioned, and the anime also didn't dwell on it, Han Xing realized that no additional popularity points could be gained in these years.
However, the previous battle scenes had helped him gain quite a bit of popularity over the years.
Han Xing's popularity points had now reached just over two thousand.
But since last year, they hadn't increased anymore.
During this period, Han Xing also obtained his second spirit ring.
It was an eight-hundred-year Morning Sun Brocade Chicken.
Although it was said that as long as one's body was strong, the second spirit ring could even be a thousand-year spirit ring, Han Xing had no intention of taking such a risk.
While he exercised daily, he had not consumed any rare treasures to enhance his physique.
With his cheat system by his side, risking his life for a small chance of success for temporary combat power was too foolish.
The main reason was that, in Han Xing's opinion, the difference between a hundred-year and a thousand-year spirit ring wasn't as significant as imagined.
With only two spirit rings on his three spirit facets, they would essentially be unnecessary once he grew stronger; the year limit would be sufficient.
For ordinary spirit masters, the maximum year limit for their second spirit ring was around seven hundred years.
Han Xing's choice of an eight-hundred-year spirit beast for his spirit ring was already a very risky move in the eyes of He Yuan and the Hall Master.
His second spirit skill was: Blazing Sun Flare.
A very powerful instant burst skill, it compensated for Han Xing's lack of explosive means.
Blazing Sun Flare: Compresses the Sun True Fire into a miniature fireball, which explodes with extremely high heat upon detonation, releasing the Sun True Fire to incinerate everything.
The Blazing Sun Flare could be detonated directly in the hand, creating a fan-shaped impact, or it could be condensed into a single-point attack to enhance the explosion's power and penetration.
Inside the sub-hall of the Spirit Hall.
He Yuan stood beside Han Xing and gently reminded him, "Ah Xing, a distinguished figure from Spirit City will be arriving soon."
"Remember to be respectful and polite when they get here. I heard that the person coming to escort you to Spirit City this time is a Titled Douluo."
"Don't worry, we will take good care of everything here in Nuoding City. The orphanage will be completely fine."
"Then I'll trouble you with everything from now on, Grandpa He," Han Xing nodded.
"It's nothing. It's best that you've decided to go to Spirit City," He Yuan shook his head.
"Once you get there, don't bring shame to our Nuoding City Spirit Hall sub-hall."
Han Xing nodded, "Don't worry, I will work hard."
Logically speaking, there was still almost a year left until Han Xing's graduation.
But ever since he could no longer gain any benefits from Tang San last year, Han Xing had already considered leaving Nuoding City.
After all, Nuoding City was a small city, and with Tang Hao around, Han Xing didn't even dare to go all out.
So, after the New Year, Han Xing directly applied to go to Spirit City for further studies.
Han Xing's situation had already been reported, and now that he was willing to go to Spirit City for advanced studies, Pope Bibi Dong was very pleased and directly dispatched a Titled Douluo to pick him up.
While waiting, a man with a feminine appearance, dressed in a luxurious robe, entered the Spirit Hall.
Before Han Xing could react, He Yuan immediately bowed.
"Greetings, Lord Chrysanthemum Douluo."
Hearing this, Han Xing looked at the man and immediately noticed the chrysanthemum pattern embroidered on his robe.
Then, looking at the token on his waist, which represented a Titled Douluo, it was no wonder He Yuan recognized him immediately.
Of course, the most important factor was that effeminate aura.
In the entire Douluo Continent at present, besides Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, no other Titled Douluo possessed such an aura.
"Greetings, Your Excellency," Han Xing followed suit and bowed.
"You are Han Xing? The wielder of the Three-Legged Golden Crow spirit? What is your cultivation level?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo ignored He Yuan and looked directly at Han Xing.
"Senior, I am currently at the Great Spirit Master realm, level twenty-nine," Han Xing replied.
However, before he could continue speaking, Suddenly, a powerful pressure descended, making him feel as if he were sinking into the deep sea.
At this moment, Han Xing felt as if his entire body was being crushed by endless seawater, unable to move.
"Is he testing me?" Han Xing immediately realized the other party's intention.
Intelligence reports were, after all, just reports.
To Spirit City, Nuoding City was nothing more than a backwater.
In the mouths of soul masters from such small places, a soul master with great talent might not necessarily be considered strong in Spirit City.
The reason Chrysanthemum Douluo was the one sent this time was perhaps out of consideration for testing Han Xing's strength.
Seeing that Han Xing's face showed no signs of struggle despite his body being unable to move, Chrysanthemum Douluo could not help but feel surprised.
His heart stirred, and he immediately increased the intensity of his pressure.
Level thirty, level thirty-one, level thirty-two... level thirty-five...
"To think he can withstand this level of pressure?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes lit up, but he had no intention of stopping, and the pressure continued to rise.
Level thirty-seven... level thirty-eight... until it reached level thirty-nine, Chrysanthemum Douluo finally halted the pressure.
It was not that Han Xing could no longer endure it, but for soul masters, every ten levels was a major threshold.
As a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master, if Han Xing were to endure pressure at the level of a Soul Ancestor, he would very likely be injured.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's purpose for this trip was only to test him; he did not want to hurt Han Xing.
"Level twenty-nine at eleven years old, not bad talent."
"And being able to withstand the soul power pressure of a level thirty-nine proves that your strength is sufficiently formidable within the same realm."
"Senior is too kind." Han Xing said modestly.
"Alright, your mouth is curling up so much you can barely keep it straight." Chrysanthemum Douluo said, speechless.
"I came here to test you and to take you to Spirit Hall; there is no need to put on such a humble and polite act for me."
"I have always been lenient toward geniuses. As a genius, it is normal to have your own pride."
Hearing this, Han Xing smiled helplessly: "Senior is laughing at me."
"Have you packed everything? If there are no issues, I will take you to Spirit City now."
Chrysanthemum Douluo scanned the surroundings before asking.
"Everything is packed, we can depart at any time." Han Xing nodded.
Given the level of importance the Nuoding City Spirit Hall branch placed on him, his personal wealth was naturally no worse than Tang San's.
The branch master had gifted him a storage soul tool not long after he obtained his first soul ring.
It was just a pity that the internal storage space of his soul tool was not as large as Tang San's.
But there was nothing to be done about that.
Do not underestimate the branch master of the Nuoding City Spirit Hall just because he was a Soul King; in terms of rare treasures, he might not necessarily compare to Yu Xiaogang.
After all, the man was, at the very least, the Young Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, even if he had been expelled.
Moreover, he was once the lover of the Pope, Bibi Dong, though they had long since gone their separate ways.
But based on those two past experiences alone, he would certainly not be short of good things.
"Fine, since you are packed, let's go."
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