Canghui's Eyes

Yuan Yu did not stop walking.

The moment that wisp of Spiritual Power touched the Sun Wheel Blade, Rosy Cloud Pattern lit up from within the blade. The pale mist appeared for only a moment, and the Spiritual Power hidden within it immediately lost its direction and retreated along its original path.

The Canghui Academy team leader's expression changed slightly.

He quickly regained his composure, and even a slight smile appeared on his face.

Shrek Academy has been making waves lately.

Flender, walking at the front of the group, stopped and said, "So it's Teacher Shi Nian. Canghui's results are also quite good; he only lost one game in the first five rounds."

At that Shi Nian, he was a level 72 Soul Sage with the Martial Soul Remnant Dream. He was known for his mental illusions and rarely left external injuries when he fought.

Yuan Yu had seen this name in the information Qin Ming had compiled, and he also knew what the Remnant Dream Martial Soul was good at. That Spiritual Power just now could only be considered a test, and its strength was not even up to the level of the first Soul Skill.

One of Canghui's team members sneered, "Just because you beat a few weak teams, you think you're the champion?"

Ma Hongjun immediately replied, "We beat the Elephant Armor. Who have you beaten?"

"The game isn't over yet, what's the rush?"

"No rush. We'll take our time and play slowly once we're drawn against you."

The other academies in the passage all stopped. Shrek and Canghui had clashed back in Suotuo City, and now that both were at the top of the Preliminary Tournament, naturally no one was willing to give way when they met.

Tang San didn't argue with the Canghui team members; his gaze fell directly on Shi Nian.

"Senior just released your Spiritual Power?"

Shi Nian looked at him. "The Soul Power in the Great Soul Arena is mixed, what makes you so sure it came from me?"

"I'm not certain, I'm just asking."

Tang San spoke calmly, his Purple Demon Eyes already quietly activating. Shi Nian tightly controlled his Soul Power, not even revealing the slightest mental fluctuation.

Yuan Yu turned his Sun Wheel Blade to face him. "If you can't get an answer, then so be it. Anyway, if anyone tries to touch my blade again, I'll just chop that hand back."

A cold glint flashed in Shi Nian's eyes.

"Young people have the ability, so it's understandable that they might have a bit of a temper. Major competitions have their rules; once you're off the field, there are many things that can't be stopped by Referee."

"I've remembered that," Yuan Yu said. "And you remember this too: the blade outside the arena is faster."

The two looked at each other from three steps apart.

The Rosy Cloud Pattern were hidden within the blade, and a pale light Nine-Slot Round Wheel. Shi Nian's Remnant Dream Spiritual Power did not approach again. He knew very well that Yuan Yu had discovered the probing, and making another move would only leave evidence in public.

What's even more troublesome is Yuan Yu's background.

67th Level Soul Emperor is difficult to kill, and there might be people from the Worship Hall and the Spirit Hall secretly following him. Shi Nian, having lived to this age, wouldn't willingly run into Titled Douluo just because of his student's feelings.

His gaze shifted to Tang San.

With a level 41 control system and a fourth Spirit Ring that lasts for ten thousand years, Tang San commands all of Shrek's tactics. Yuan Yu is responsible for the most difficult positions, but Tang San is the one who keeps the entire team connected.

Without Tang San, Shrek's strength would decrease by at least 30%.

Shi Nian smiled and led the Canghui team members to make way.

"Hopefully, Shrek will have the same luck in the next draw."

Flender's expression darkened only after Canghui had gone far away.

"Don't leave the academy alone in the future. Shi Nian's Remnant Dream Martial Soul is very difficult to defend against. Even Soul Emperor might be pulled into an illusion by him and die inside."

Flender's fear of Shi Nian far surpassed that of ordinary Soul Sage. While Power Attack System Soul Master leave behind destructive trails when they strike, Divine System Soul Master can make people walk towards their own death in an illusion. By the time outsiders discover the body, it's difficult to even determine which direction the murderer approached from.

"Zhao Wuji is in charge of the dormitories, Qin Ming will transport the substitutes, Erlong will follow the Spirit Ring Hunting Team." Flender looked at Yuan Yu, "If Senior Azure Luan and Elder Ling Yuan are still nearby, find a way to send them a message. Don't invite them into the Great Soul Arena, just tell them to keep an eye on Shi Nian."

Yuan Yu shook his head. "I can't contact them. They'll show up when they want me to know."

The rule that Azure Luan and Ling Yuan secretly protect Yuan Yu has always been the same. They will not deal with every opponent for Yuan Yu before Titled Douluo- level danger appears. Shi Nian is only Soul Sage, and just now he only released a wisp of probing Spiritual Power. He is still far from revealing himself.

"Then let's follow the academy's arrangements," Flender said. "We can lose the game, but we can't let anyone get into trouble in the city."

Ma Hongjun asked, "Was it really him who did it just now?"

"Someone with Spiritual Power touched my blade," Yuan Yu said. "They withdrew it quickly; I could only determine the direction."

Tang San glanced back at the now empty passageway. "Canghui wants to compete for a spot in the next round, and they'll have to face us sooner or later."

"We can fight however we want in the competition," Dai Mubai said. "What I'm worried about is him making trouble outside."

Qin Ming nodded. "These next few days, the teacher will arrange for students to be picked up and dropped off in groups. If there are any matters at the Strength Clan Workshop or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, at least two people should go together."

After everyone returned to the academy, the three team members who had just reached level 40 began preparing for the hunting rings. Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, and Qin Ming were in charge of leading the team, while Flender stayed behind to handle the competition schedule.

Tang San was originally going to go along, but the Strength Clan sent a message in the evening. The first batch of Hidden Weapons parts had a size discrepancy, Tai Tan asked him to come over tonight to check, otherwise the entire batch of parts would have to be shut down tomorrow.

The messenger was Tai Long's cousin, who still had freshly forged iron filings on him. Tang San checked the mark of the Strength Clan and asked about the dimensions of the erroneous part, confirming that the message came from Tai Tan.

"The Mechanism casing is off-center by two inches, and the Blacksmith in charge of making the mold dares not continue." Tang San tucked the note into his sleeve. "These parts need to be delivered to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect tomorrow morning, and it must be finalized tonight."

Qin Ming wanted to go with him, but there were still four substitutes to pick up outside the academy. Zhao Wuji was guarding the dormitory, Flender had to go to the organizing committee to check the list for the next round, so neither of them could get away for the time being.

Yuan Yu was stabilizing his 67th Level Soul Power in the back mountain when he heard the message, so he sheathed his sword and stood up.

"I'll go with you."

Tang San glanced at the sky. "No need. The Strength Clan isn't far from the academy, and Senior Tai Tan is there too. I'll come back as soon as I confirm the dimensions. You just broke through, and your Myriad Phenomena Origin Embryo is still unstable."

"We only tested the Shi Nian today."

"He'd be discovered in front of so many people; it would be too conspicuous to make a move tonight." Tang San tucked the Godly Zhuge Crossbow into his sleeve. "I'll take the main street, not the side alleys. If there's any mental fluctuation, my Purple Demon Eyes will detect it beforehand."

Yuan Yu thought for a moment and left a Mist on Tang San's shoulder.

"When trouble comes, break it up. I can feel it."

"Good."

When Tang San left the academy, the city had just been lit up.

He first went to the street corner and bought a bag of Iron Sand, intending to take it to the workshop to remeasure the Mechanism. The old man selling the Iron Sand recognized the Shrek jersey and even gave him an extra small Whetstone.

"My grandson watched the fight between you Elephant Armor three times. Take this and give it to the guy with the knife later."

Tang San thanked him and accepted the gift. After walking two streets, he looked back one last time. There was nothing unusual about the flow of people behind him, no fluctuations of Soul Power on the rooftops, Mist on his shoulders remained still.

He walked along the busiest main street toward the Strength Clan. There were many pedestrians on the road, and two patrols of soldiers passed by. It wasn't until he turned the third corner that the surrounding noise gradually subsided.

Tang San stopped in his tracks.

Vendors were still calling out their wares ahead, and the door of the restaurant on the left was still open, but there was no one to be seen on the street. One lantern after another went out, and the Bluestone underfoot turned into an endless gray ground.

The Mist was still on his shoulder; when I reached out to touch it, my fingertips passed right through him.

Fake.

From the moment he turned onto this street, what he saw became unreliable.

A figure emerged from the gray mist.

Shi Nian stood with his hands behind his back, and seven Spirit Ring slowly rose.

"A fourth Spirit Ring at ten thousand years old is indeed rare. It's a pity that Shrek will be one less main controller tomorrow."

Tang San raised his right hand, Blue Silver Grass grew along the ground.

Shi Nian looked at him, and a sudden burst of multicolored light spread in her eyes.

"To die in Remnant Dream, no one will find the wounds."