Three days was neither long nor short.
Over those three days, Gu Changsheng did not train desperately as Hu Liena had expected. Instead, he spent most of his time in his room.
The three things he had prepared earlier had now revealed their purpose.
One was the Concentration Mind Manual, one was Fire Attribute Spirit Data, and one was a Formation Pattern Diagram of the Training Ground.
The most important among them was the Formation Pattern Diagram of the Training Ground. The Myriad Heaven Book had spent three full days deducing it.
[The pattern of formation nodes is being deduced and is nearing completion... Warning: The chance of fire Soul Power flowing back after high-frequency bursts will increase!]
Gu Changsheng looked at the information displayed on the Myriad Heaven Book, his gaze gradually calming.
Yan was indeed stronger than him. That was a fact. In terms of Soul Power level, Martial Soul quality, and combat experience, Yan surpassed him.
In a direct confrontation, he had no chance of winning.
So from the very beginning, he had never intended to fight head-on.
"Defeating a strong opponent does not necessarily mean becoming stronger than him."
Gu Changsheng spoke softly.
"As long as he unleashes the wrong power, in the wrong way, at the wrong place."
"He will expose his own weakness."
This was also what Bibi Dong had taught him.
True mental control was not about forcibly changing someone else.
It was about giving them a slight nudge in another direction when they were already about to move.
A knock sounded Outside the Gate.
"Gu Changsheng."
Hu Liena called to him from outside. She stood Outside the Gate in a simple, neat training outfit, her long hair tied up.
She had lost some of her usual allure and gained a touch of heroic spirit.
"Senior Sister, why did you come so early today?"
Gu Changsheng spoke slowly as he looked Hu Liena up and down, seemingly a little dazed.
"How are your injuries?"
"Much better. Look, I can move freely now."
As Gu Changsheng spoke, he swung his right arm.
Hu Liena paused slightly at the sight, then reached out to touch his shoulder.
This happened right outside Gu Changsheng's room.
The academy disciples passing by were all watching the two of them.
"Senior Sister, this is the doorway..."
As Gu Changsheng spoke softly.
Hu Liena's movements gradually slowed. Her ears reddened slightly, and then she shot him a glare.
"You brat, come with me. You'd better not get hurt today, understand? If you can't win, admit defeat!"
With Hu Liena dragging him along, Gu Changsheng was pulled outside the Training Ground. Before they even approached, they could hear plenty of discussion from within.
One was a fifteenth-level Spirit Master who had only just obtained his First Spirit Ring. The other was a Power Assault System genius from Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.
No matter how one looked at it, this sparring match was not between opponents of the same level.
The area around the Training Ground was already packed with students and academy stewards.
Yan's red hair blazed like fire. His arms were folded across his chest, his expression incomparably arrogant. Soul Power slowly surged around him as waves of heat rolled outward.
The moment Gu Changsheng entered the Training Ground, Yan let out a cold laugh.
"I thought you didn't dare come, Gu Changsheng. Today, I'm going to teach you a proper lesson."
"No, teaching is too much. Let's just offer each other some pointers."
When Gu Changsheng said this, anyone with a little sense could understand the implication.
Teaching and offering pointers were words used by elders toward juniors, yet Gu Changsheng had used those very words to provoke him.
Especially the words "offer pointers," which enraged Yan even more. His eyes turned several degrees colder.
"Be careful!"
The moment Gu Changsheng stepped onto the field, Hu Liena still gave him a quiet warning.
Seeing this, Yan's anger flared even higher.
"Enough, are you done yet? Gu Changsheng, all you know is how to hide behind women!"
Gu Changsheng had already entered the Training Ground. His pace was not fast, but every step landed on a formation pattern etched into the ground.
The deductions of the past three days began to align in his mind, piece by piece.
Yan was the first to notice his movements, but a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.
"What? Are you planning to rely on these formation patterns to save yourself?"
"If they can save me, why not use them?"
"Cheap tricks!"
Yan snorted coldly. In the next instant, the Soul Power around him erupted.
Blazing fire rose behind him, and the vague phantom of a Flame Lord appeared.
Terrifying heat waves swept outward, forcing even the low-level students in the stands to retreat half a step.
Yet Gu Changsheng did not move.
The Myriad Heaven Book slowly appeared in his palm, the bright yellow Martial Soul pulsing gently once more.
"First Soul Skill, Myriad Burning? I'd like to see what you can burn!"
As soon as he spoke, Yan stomped his foot and charged forward like a savage beast, astonishingly fast and even more powerful.
Hu Liena's heart instantly rose to her throat below the stage.
At the instant Yan closed in, Gu Changsheng did not use his First Soul Skill. Instead, his eyes suddenly sharpened.
He did not dodge. He merely raised a finger slightly.
A delicate ripple of spiritual power fell upon the edge of Yan's erupting Soul Power, so faint that Yan himself did not notice it. His power was not blocked, merely shifted half an inch backward.
But that slight deviation was still not enough. Gu Changsheng borrowed the heat wave to retreat another step.
His face was slightly pale, but he was uninjured. At that moment, the formation patterns suddenly lit up and began absorbing the fiery attack.
"What? He dodged again!"
"Hmph, I already know your abilities. With your current Soul Power, can you keep dodging forever? Again!"
Yan charged again. His second punch was faster than the first, flames drawing a crimson trail through the air.
Boom!
The flaming force of Yan's fist grazed Gu Changsheng's left side and slammed into the formation pattern on the ground. As the pattern lit up, the fire attack was absorbed once more.
"Again!"
A third time, a fourth time, a fifth time—Yan attacked continuously. The flames grew fiercer, the temperature in the Training Ground steadily rising as crimson Soul Power relentlessly bombarded the formation patterns on the ground.
Everyone watched the battle before them with pounding hearts.
On the surface, Gu Changsheng was being forced back by Yan, with almost no ability to retaliate. Yet Xie Yue, standing in the distance, had his brows tightly furrowed.
"Yan is being too impulsive. Gu Changsheng is borrowing the power of the formation..."
Yan's breathing began to grow rapid. The Soul Power within him churned wildly, and under his relentless attacks, it had begun to show signs of instability.
What fire-attribute Spirit Masters feared most was losing their rhythm after consecutive high-intensity bursts.
And this was exactly the moment Gu Changhe had been waiting for!
"Gu Changsheng, do you only know how to dodge? Huh?!"
Facing Yan's fury, Gu Changsheng raised his head and looked at him calmly. He wiped away the blood left where the flames had grazed his skin.
Then a wicked smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"The time has come. I won't dodge anymore!"
The Soul Ring beneath Gu Changsheng's feet lit up, and scorching energy suddenly surged. Blazing heat spread outward from him!
"When did you record my Soul Ring? Aren't you only able to record Soul Skills?"
Yan's eyes were filled with shock. At that very moment, the three points of the formation pattern beneath his feet connected in a line, and the fire-attribute power that had just been absorbed suddenly surged back for a brief instant!
Even Bibi Dong abruptly rose to her feet at the sight, because the formation patterns of the Training Ground carried an ancient legend...
"He can actually activate the formation patterns. How is that possible? Gu Changsheng... you are becoming more and more interesting to This Emperor."
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