Seeing Feng Xiaotian's insistence, Lin Mo no longer refused and nodded in agreement.
But before leading Feng Xiaotian to the sparring ground, he turned his gaze to Yu Tianxin, who was standing to the side, and asked bluntly:
"For you remaining members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Shrek Academy should be a better place."
Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong were both there...
"Furthermore, if my information is correct, Liu Erlong's cultivation has already broken through to the Soul Douluo, making her arguably the strongest member of your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan on the surface."
"If you're truly seeking asylum, shouldn't you go to him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference room froze.
Huo Wu and the others all turned their gazes to Yu Tianxin, their expressions complex.
The scars were exposed once again, Yu Tianxin's expression changed. Her hands clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white.
He quickly took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down:
There are just too many people eyeing Yu Xiaogang these days.
As everyone knows, Liu Erlong is currently the strongest known member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"Among those who survived in the clan, many share your thoughts and are indeed planning to seek refuge with Liu Erlong."
However, most people choose to conceal their identities, find a place to hide, or, like me, seek the protection of a powerful force.
Yu Tianxin's voice deepened slightly.
"As for me, I don't want to go to the Shrek Academy for protection like Yu Tianheng did. Besides, if I go there, what will happen to the Thunder Academy?"
At this point, Yu Tianxin fell silent again, lowered her eyes, and did not continue speaking.
Because of Bibi Dong, he did not want to seek refuge with Yu Xiaogang.
In his mind, the destruction of his family at the hands of the Spirit Hall must have been inseparable from Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang.
This is also why he didn't want to go and seek refuge with Yu Xiaogang.
At the same time, he also felt some regret. He had not yet had the chance to truly compete with Yu Tianheng in front of the family and see who was the best successor to the family before the family was gone.
Those youthful rivalries, those debates about who was more suitable to inherit the family business, are now all meaningless remnants of the past.
The meeting room fell silent for a moment.
Lin Mo looked at Yu Tianxin and nodded, "Since you are willing to come, I believe in your sincerity."
"However, I'm sure you're aware of the trouble you've gotten yourselves into."
Upon hearing this, Yu Tianxin breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly nodded vigorously.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was wiped out by the Spirit Hall, and those who survived naturally carry the label of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Whether they like it or not, the Spirit Hall will not let them off easily.
Lin Mo looked at Yu Tianxin and said, word by word:
"What I took over was merely the ruined power of the Thunder Academy, and none of its members were from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, including you."
Yu Tianxin was stunned for a moment, then understood what Lin Mo meant.
He nodded emphatically. "I understand. From today onwards, Yu Tianxin will no longer exist in the Thunder Academy."
Lin Mo's meaning was already very clear.
He also didn't want the Spirit Hall.
If these remnants of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan want to seek refuge with Lin Mo, they will need to change their names and live under new identities.
Yu Tianxin did not hesitate for long.
He had been prepared for this for a while.
A name is just a label; living is what matters most.
Moreover, he never intended to flaunt his identity as a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; doing so would only hasten his death.
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo nodded and said nothing more.
He turned to look at Feng Xiaotian.
Let's go.
As soon as she finished speaking, Shui Yue'er from the Skywater Academy suddenly raised her hand, her eyes sparkling, and asked:
" Lin Mo, can we go watch the game together?"
Her voice was filled with obvious anticipation.
Upon hearing this, everyone except Shui Yue'er couldn't help but show a hint of anticipation in their eyes.
They also wanted to see the splendor of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
That's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
Despite the widespread rumors, very few people actually know about or have seen Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Soon, they will become one of the lucky few.
Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Lin Mo nodded.
"In that case, let's go watch the game together."
"Very good!"
Shui Yue'er cheered, but before she could do anything more outrageous, she was pulled back by Shui Bing'er, who had a dark expression on her face.
"Stop fooling around."
Shui Bing'er said in a low voice, pulling her younger sister to her side with considerable force.
That unreliable, infatuated girl—I should never have let her come.
Shui Bing'er was filled with helplessness.
Shui Yue'er rubbed her arm, which was sore from being pulled, and muttered something under her breath, but ultimately didn't dare to cause any more trouble.
The group left the conference room, passed through several corridors, and arrived at an open area in the backyard of the Dugu Manor.
This is where they practice their Soul Skill during the day. The ground is paved with Plate, and the surrounding area is surrounded by high courtyard walls, large enough to accommodate several people fighting here.
Lin Mo walked to the center of the field and stood there, looking at Feng Xiaotian opposite him.
"If it's just a friendly spar, then we don't need a referee. Let's just start and save time."
Feng Xiaotian nodded.
"Good."
The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Mo's mind stirred slightly.
A flash of red light, and the massive body of the Charizard suddenly appeared beside him.
"Roar--"
A deep dragon roar resounded, and a scorching aura instantly spread out, causing everyone present to involuntarily take a half step back.
Immediately afterwards, rings of Soul Ring appeared beneath the Charizard's feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black--
As the six Soul Ring lit up in succession, everyone held their breath.
And when the seventh Soul Ring ring lit up—
The entire backyard fell silent instantly.
The intense, vibrant red was so vivid and striking that it was unsettling.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
Although they were mentally prepared, everyone still gasped when they actually saw the legendary Soul Ring.
Huo Wu covered her mouth, Shui Bing'er's purple eyes flashed with shock, Yu Tianxin clenched her fists, and Huo Wushuang was completely stunned.
Only Feng Xiaotian kept his eyes fixed on the blood-red Soul Ring, his fighting spirit growing ever stronger.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke:
"Over the past four years, I have believed that my cultivation has been no less arduous than yours. Although today's meeting reveals a significant gap between us, this does not prevent me from issuing a challenge to you."
Then, a blue light surged around Feng Xiaotian, the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf Martial Soul was attached to him, and five Soul Ring— two yellow, two purple, and one black—emerged from beneath his feet.
He looked at Lin Mo, spoke loudly, and introduced his current cultivation level.
" Feng Xiaotian, Level 57 Power Attack System Battle Soul King!"
Level 57.
In just four years, he rose from level 40 to level 57—a speed that would be considered genius-level even on the entire continent.
Moreover, Feng Xiaotian is no longer in his prime for cultivation, yet his cultivation is still progressing so rapidly.
Feng Xiaotian's efforts are evident.
Seeing this, Lin Mo no longer hesitated.
He stepped forward, his aura suddenly erupting, releasing his powerful Soul Power without reservation.
" Lin Mo, a level 77 Power Attack System Battle Soul Saint!"
The moment Lin Mo finished speaking, everyone in the audience was momentarily stunned.
Huo Wushuang's eyes widened as she looked at Lin Mo in disbelief, "Holy crap, really? You're already level 77?"
His voice was filled with shock.
Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, and the others standing nearby were all stunned.
Level 77?
Although they knew Lin Mo had broken through to the Soul Saint, they hadn't expected his cultivation to have reached this level.
Level 77, only three levels away from becoming Soul Douluo.
A bitter smile appeared on Feng Xiaotian's face.
I thought that through years of hard work, I had narrowed the gap between us a little.
However, it now appears that the gap remains enormous.
Not only was she working hard, but Lin Mo was also working hard.
Moreover, Lin Mo's efforts were clearly more effective than his.
But soon, the bitterness in Feng Xiaotian's eyes was replaced by fighting spirit.
So what if the gap is big?
The purpose of this sparring wasn't to win, but simply to see just how big the gap was between myself and the strongest of the current generation of young talents.
"Let's begin," Feng Xiaotian said in a deep voice.
Lin Mo nodded and looked at the Charizard.
The Charizard roared and stepped forward, blocking Feng Xiaotian's path.
It recognized Feng Xiaotian; they had fought many battles before and were practically acquaintances.
Charizard did not use its most powerful fire ability.
With a flap of its wings, it soared into the air, then swung its right wing forward.
A visible wind blade shot out from the wingtip, tearing through the air and heading straight for Feng Xiaotian.
Air Slash.
Feng Xiaotian's eyes narrowed, and he flashed away, barely dodging the attack.
However, before he could even stand firm, the second and third Air Slash attacked in quick succession.
The Charizard hovered in the air, its Dual Wingbeat flapping continuously, unleashing Air Slash that completely enveloped Feng Xiaotian.
Feeling the power of the Air Slash, Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in his mouth.
This big guy has released water again...
Otherwise, if it were to attack at full power, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow.
Even so, the power of these Air Slash should not be underestimated.
Each stroke leaves a deep mark on the Plate.
Feng Xiaotian dared not take the attack head-on and could only dodge continuously.
However, Charizard's attacks became increasingly frequent, and the angles of its Air Slash became more and more tricky, gradually overwhelming him.
Soon, as time went by, Feng Xiaotian was gradually enveloped by the Air Slash.
These Air Slash gradually formed a small Twister, and the terrifying suction force trapped Feng Xiaotian firmly inside, preventing him from escaping.
This is Charizard's latest research result: an advanced version of Air Slash, Air Slash; Twister.