Li Zhilong led everyone into a spacious, brightly lit lounge, then turned and asked, "Let me confirm something first. This sparring match will only involve your abilities as soul masters, correct? Will you be using mechas?"
Tang Wulin shook his head and smiled helplessly. "The academy wouldn't let us bring our mechas."
"All right, understood." Li Zhilong nodded. "Rest here and have some water. I'll go arrange your opponents."
As soon as he left, Xie Xie sidled up to Tang Wulin and asked curiously in a lowered voice, "Boss, why were you so honest just now? You could've just said we were here for our exam. Why lay all our cards on the table?"
Gu Yue gave Tang Wulin a thoughtful look and said softly, "Linlin, did you notice something? Did you guess that this teacher had a connection to our academy, and that's why you said all that?"
Tang Wulin did not deny it. Rubbing his brow, he recalled, "It was only a possibility. His aura seemed familiar, like I'd encountered it when I was little. I must have been about three or four then."
A glimmer of understanding crossed Ye Xinglan's eyes. She suddenly remembered that, before awakening his martial soul, Tang Wulin had been raised by the elders of the Sea God Pavilion. Although his body had been frail back then, he had still been a playful child, often slipping off to explore the Outer Court when the adults weren't watching. Perhaps that was when he had happened to meet Li Zhilong, who had still been studying at Shrek Academy.
"Everyone, get ready." Tang Wulin stood and flexed his wrists, his expression growing serious. "I doubt the exhibition match will be easy. The soul masters here specialize in flying. Fighting them in the air will be a