Who Told You I Was a Support-Type Spirit Master?

Half an hour later, inside the training grounds on the western side of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

This was an enormous training area. The ground was paved with special stone tiles, and Soul Tools designed to absorb the aftershocks of Soul Power had been installed all around it. Clearly, it was meant for high-intensity battles.

At that moment, seven figures stood in the field, some still and some moving, each radiating a different presence.

They varied in age. The oldest was only in his early twenties, while the youngest was merely fifteen or sixteen. Yet all of them had steady auras. They were none other than the members of the Imperial Dou Team.

Unlike the other students of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, they did not wear the uniform Goose Yellow Uniforms. Instead, they wore fitted clothes of various colors. The passing students, however, did not find this strange. They simply kept their distance, afraid of provoking them.

The atmosphere in the training grounds was somewhat tense and quiet.

At that moment, a slightly arrogant female voice suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence.

Dugu Yan raised her head slightly, let out a cold snort, and said:

"Tianheng, Yu Feng just came back and said that someone wants to join our Imperial Dou Team. And he was introduced by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe? I heard his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass—heh, does he really take our Imperial Dou Team for a dumping ground? What kind of trash is this? Even a nepotism hire dares to get shoved in here."

Hearing this, Yu Tianheng smiled faintly and said, "Yanzi, we can't generalize. Perhaps this Blue Silver Grass Soul Master is different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters?"

"What could possibly be different? What can a Waste Spirit like Blue Silver Grass amount to? No matter how much it cultivates, it can't change the fact that it has an innate disadvantage." Dugu Yan gave an unimpressed scoff, folded her arms, and said coldly.

"But... wasn't that Blue Silver Grass Soul Master we met in the Star Dou Great Forest very strong too?" a clear, gentle voice suddenly cut in.

Everyone turned toward the voice. The speaker was Ye Lingling, the Support-Type Spirit Master of the Imperial Dou Team.

Dugu Yan's brows furrowed. After a pause, she did not immediately refute her. Instead, she snorted and said, "That guy did have some ability. I wonder if he was from our Heaven Dou Empire."

Seeing that everyone was discussing the matter enthusiastically, Yu Feng hurried over as well and said with a wide grin:

"I also heard a little more. As soon as that guy entered the Academy, he beat up Xue Beng and all his lackeys. It was quite a vicious scene."

"With Xue Beng's level of Soul Power? Add in that bunch of pampered, useless bootlickers who only know how to flatter him—who wouldn't knock them all flat with a single slap? How boring." Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan immediately sneered, her words dripping with sarcasm.

Just as the few of them were in the middle of their heated discussion, one trading remark after another—

A steady set of footsteps gradually approached.

From not far away, a middle-aged Soul Master in a light Golden Robe slowly walked over. His expression was stern and his stride firm. He was the leader of the Imperial Dou Team, Teacher Qin Ming.

His gaze swept over everyone present. He raised a hand slightly and said in a deep voice, "You've all heard, I assume? Someone wants to join our Imperial Dou Team."

At that, everyone immediately composed themselves and nodded.

"He was introduced by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe." Qin Ming continued with a serious look, "I'll personally arrange his assessment shortly. At least one of the Three Education Committee Members may come to observe. All of you had better watch yourselves and not say anything inappropriate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Yan turned her head slightly and gave a cold snort without saying anything more.

Seeing this, Qin Ming smiled faintly and did not pursue the matter.

At that moment, he suddenly sensed two figures approaching from outside the training grounds.

They were Sun Buyu and Tang Chuan, who wore the Ghost God Mask.

The two walked with steady steps, their auras concealed, yet each carried a faint sense of oppression.

"Teacher Qin." Sun Buyu stepped forward and respectfully cupped his hands. "This is the Blue Silver Grass Soul Master I mentioned to you earlier."

Qin Ming nodded and shifted his gaze to Tang Chuan. His tone had originally been calm, but when he noticed the Ghost God Mask covering Tang Chuan's face, his brows still furrowed slightly.

"Hello, Teacher Qin." Tang Chuan's expression did not change when he saw Qin Ming. He stepped forward, extended his right hand, and said calmly.

"Hello." Seeing this, Qin Ming did not hold back either. He nodded and replied:

He then reached out and shook Tang Chuan's hand.

The handshake lasted only a brief instant, yet Qin Ming inexplicably developed a strange feeling—the voice sounded very familiar.

His brows twitched slightly. Qin Ming was just about to ask why Tang Chuan was wearing a mask when a female voice carrying a hint of mockery came from behind him:

"Hmph, it's broad daylight. Why are you wearing a mask and pretending to be mysterious?"

"You're a grown man, yet you're hiding your face like that. Who knows whether you really have any ability or are just afraid of being recognized and embarrassing yourself."

Dugu Yan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly. Yu Feng's mouth twitched, and he did not dare to respond. Yu Tianheng merely frowned without saying anything.

At that moment, an old man slowly approached from not far away.

He was not tall, but extremely fat. He stood only around four feet tall, yet his waist was also a full four feet around. His round body was almost shaped like a ball. His hair was gray, but he was exceptionally vigorous, and his steady steps carried an invisible pressure.

The moment he appeared, the surrounding students immediately fell silent and even avoided him from a distance. Clearly, his status was extraordinary.

"Education Committee Member Bai Baoshan, greetings."

Sun Buyu and Qin Ming immediately went forward and bowed when they saw him.

Bai Baoshan raised a hand, indicating that there was no need for such courtesy. He then cast a faintly assessing glance at Tang Chuan standing in the field and said:

"He is the Blue Silver Grass Soul Master recommended by the Crown Prince?"

"Yes." Sun Buyu replied.

"Mm." Bai Baoshan nodded, then turned to Qin Ming and said:

"Teacher Qin, you can arrange the assessment. I'll just observe from the side. If he truly has the ability, there's naturally no harm in letting him join the Imperial Dou Team."

"Yes." Qin Ming nodded, then stepped forward and looked at Tang Chuan with a smile.

"Little brother, I heard you're only twelve years old, your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and your Soul Power has just broken through Level Thirty? Among Support-Type Spirit Masters, that's already quite outstanding."

"How about this—"

After pausing briefly, Qin Ming continued:

"Later, compare your healing ability with our Imperial Dou Team's Support-Type Spirit Master. If your ability can reach two-thirds of theirs, I'll agree to let you join the Imperial Dou Team."

Hearing this, Tang Chuan took a step forward and said calmly, "Compare healing ability with a Support-Type Spirit Master? That's far too boring... Can I have a different opponent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the training grounds instantly fell silent.

Hearing this, Qin Ming's brows furrowed slightly. Before he could speak, Dugu Yan cut in first:

"A different opponent? Do you think this place is your home? Everyone else on our Imperial Dou Team is either an Assault System or an Agility Attack Spirit Master. Are you looking for a beating?"

"Who told you I'm a Support-Type Spirit Master?" Facing Dugu Yan's provocation, Tang Chuan remained calm and said lightly.

At these words, everyone froze.

"Blue Silver Grass isn't a Support System Martial Soul. What else could it be, an Assault System?" Dugu Yan said disdainfully.

Tang Chuan smiled lightly. His voice was low yet powerful as he said, "My Blue Silver Grass can be a Support System, an Assault System, or even take the control route!"

"If you don't believe me, come and try!"

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