Shrek's Regret!

Xiao Wu immediately looked at Tang San.

"Third Brother's talent is so strong, and he has Twin Martial Souls."

"As long as you keep cultivating, you'll definitely surpass Long Tian."

Tang San slowly raised his head, and the confusion on his face gradually faded.

"This defeat made me understand that there is always someone stronger."

"My past cultivation wasn't enough."

"From today onward, I will devote all my time to cultivation."

"Before the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament begins, I will definitely obtain the power to defeat Long Tian."

Dai Mubai nodded heavily.

"Now that's a true Shrek monster."

"When the tournament comes, we'll show Skywater Academy our strength!"

Yu Xiaogang sat in the seat of honor, his face still pale.

The shock brought by the ten-thousand-year third Soul Ring had yet to completely subside.

Yet before all the students, the master still held his back straight.

"You need not belittle yourselves."

"No matter how strong Long Tian is, he is ultimately only an auxiliary-type Soul Master."

"Once separated from his teammates, his abilities will be greatly diminished."

"Shui Bing'er was able to suppress you mainly because of the Ultimate Ice provided by Long Tian."

Tang San frowned tightly.

"Teacher, his martial soul pressure is also very strong."

Yu Xiaogang waved a hand.

"Martial soul pressure does not represent true combat ability."

"The greatest weakness of auxiliary-type Soul Masters is their lack of means to fight alone."

"As long as we find a way to counter the Rainbow Dragon's support, Long Tian will be nothing to fear."

Hearing this analysis, the expressions of the Shrek students finally improved somewhat.

The master rose from his seat and clasped his hands behind his back.

"Next, I will impart all the martial soul knowledge I possess to you."

"Training, coordination, tactics—not a single one can be neglected."

"When the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament arrives, Shrek will definitely claim the championship."

Tang San was the first to straighten up.

"Rest assured, Teacher."

"The championship of this tournament can belong only to Shrek."

Dai Mubai clenched his fists.

"Shrek will win!"

Xiao Wu and Oscar rose to their feet as well.

"We have to take the championship!"

"The next time we see Long Tian, we'll make him pay!"

The atmosphere in the room gradually grew fervent.

Only one fat figure remained huddled in the most remote corner.

Ma Hongjun lowered his head, his loose robe concealing the body that had already lost its Soul Power.

The Evil Fire Phoenix that had accompanied him for so many years could no longer be sensed in the slightest.

His meridians were utterly empty, and he had barely even the strength of an ordinary person left.

Whether Shrek won the championship no longer had anything to do with Ma Hongjun.

Even if they defeated Long Tian, they could not restore his lost martial soul.

That handsome, bewitchingly sinister face appeared in his mind once more.

Ma Hongjun's expression gradually twisted.

"Long Tian."

"It was all your doing!"

"Without you, I would still be Shrek's genius, still a Soul Master with the Evil Fire Phoenix!"

"Now my martial soul is gone, and my Soul Power is gone too. It's all thanks to you!"

The hatred in his chest continued to pile up.

No matter the price, Ma Hongjun would have his revenge.

But after losing his martial soul, he could not even cultivate the most basic Soul Power.

What could a cripple like him use to deal with Long Tian, who was protected by a Titled Douluo?

Ma Hongjun stared at his hands as madness gradually surfaced in his eyes.

"Normal cultivation is no longer an option."

"Then I'll take another path."

"If the righteous path cannot bring me revenge, then I'll walk the evil path!"

"As long as I can regain my power, what does it matter how many people I kill?"

"Even if I fall into the abyss and suffer eternal damnation, I must make Long Tian pay!"

The people in the room were still discussing their plans for the tournament.

No one noticed that Ma Hongjun's expression in the corner had changed completely.

Three months later.

Skywater Academy.

Within an isolated cultivation room, the Nine-Colored Divine Light slowly circulated.

Long Tian sat cross-legged atop a Cold Jade Bed.

The Rainbow Dragon's Heart beat powerfully. With every pulse, it released pure elemental energy.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet.

The seven-colored radiance circulated through his meridians before finally converging in his dantian.

Boom!

A powerful surge of Soul Power suddenly erupted.

The chill within the cultivation room was completely forced back, while cracks appeared one after another in the ice coating the walls.

The Nine-Colored Divine Dragon behind Long Tian opened its eyes.

Three Soul Rings rose in succession beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, black.

The pitch-black third Soul Ring shone the brightest, lightning patterns continuously flowing across its surface.

A moment later, the surging Soul Power gradually calmed.

Long Tian slowly opened his eyes.

Divine light flickered within his Nine-Colored Double Pupils, and the aura within him was far stronger than it had been three months ago.

"Level thirty-seven."

"Two levels in three months. Not bad."

The Rainbow Dragon's Heart and True Dragon Bloodline were constantly tempering his body.

Even without deliberate cultivation, the elemental energy between heaven and earth would enter his body on its own.

A level thirty-seven Soul Elder.

Among Soul Masters of the same age, he was already far ahead of the rest.

Long Tian withdrew his martial soul and stepped down from the Cold Jade Bed.

The door to the cultivation room slowly opened.

Sunlight from outside fell upon his white robes, making that handsome face seem even more dazzling.

A blue figure was quietly waiting in the courtyard.

Shui Bing'er wore the Skywater Academy uniform, her watery-blue hair falling to her waist.

Her fitted dress accentuated her tall, well-proportioned figure, and the legs beneath her skirt were long and fair.

Hearing the door open, Shui Bing'er immediately turned around.

"You're finally done?"

Long Tian nodded.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Shui Bing'er walked over and carefully sensed the fluctuations of Soul Power around Long Tian.

Her clear, beautiful eyes quickly widened.

"You leveled up again?"

"Level thirty-seven."

Upon receiving confirmation, Shui Bing'er drew in a soft breath.

"Two levels in three months."

"For other Soul Elders, raising even one level often takes half a year, or even longer."

"Your cultivation speed is simply outrageous."

Long Tian looked at the beauty before him.

"Bing'er is almost there too."

Shui Bing'er shook her head.

"Before you came to Skywater Academy, everyone said I was the academy's most outstanding genius."

"But only standing beside you did I realize that my former self was not much different from an ordinary person."

As she spoke, Shui Bing'er raised a hand and straightened Long Tian's slightly rumpled collar.

The two stood very close.

A faint fragrance drifted from her blue hair.

Long Tian raised a hand and gently wrapped an arm around her slender waist.

Shui Bing'er did not avoid him, instead leaning into his embrace.

Her soft body pressed against his white robes, and a faint blush appeared on her delicate cheeks.

Her long, beautiful legs drew slightly together, while her blue skirt swayed gently in the breeze.

After a moment, Shui Bing'er lifted her eyes to look at the handsome face so close to hers.

"You just came out of seclusion, and you're already bullying me."

Long Tian smiled softly.

"You waited for me so long of your own accord. I can't let you wait for nothing."

Shui Bing'er lightly patted Long Tian's chest.

"There's something important."

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy sent an invitation."

Long Tian released his arm.

"They're inviting Skywater Academy to an exchange match?"

"That's right."

Shui Bing'er took out a golden letter from her Soul Tool.

The Heaven Dou Empire's royal emblem was engraved on its surface, while fine golden patterns decorated its edges.

"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is about to begin."

"For Heaven Dou Royal Academy to invite us at a time like this, their purpose is probably more than a simple exchange."

Long Tian accepted the letter and gave it a quick read.

"They want to test the Skywater Team's strength."