"Very good, you're full of energy today. Half an incense stick's time has already passed; keep going for another half an incense stick's time, and then our morning exercise will be over."
Sea God Island, inside the training ground.
The group sat cross-legged in the center, where a large, intricately patterned black cauldron trembled slightly. Above the cauldron, a stick of sandalwood was supported by Soul Power.
Wisps of smoke rose upwards, and the last remnants of incense, burned out and barely hanging on the red glow, swayed precariously.
Everyone had their eyes closed, fine beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads, and they gritted their teeth and persevered.
The immense pressure was almost suffocating them, and the flow of their Soul Power was severely blocked.
In particular, Xiao Xiao not only had to resist the pressure emanating from Qian Renxue, but also had to Heart Separation Control the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron at the center and separate her Soul Power to stabilize the sandalwood incense in the air.
Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong sat high on the platform, the hot tea on the table beside them emitting a faint fragrance, looking quite content.
He picked up the celadon teacup, took a sip, Heart Separation Control the limits of the pressure each person could withstand.
"These children are all very good, even more outstanding than my former disciples," Bibi Dong praised.
People ten thousand years from now will have better living conditions and better physical fitness.
Moreover, she never imagined that the once-desolate academy would have grown to this size ten thousand years later.
The thought of the Spirit Hall's destruction filled me with regret.
"Especially Yuhao's little girlfriend, she's about to break through level 70, and she even has Twin Martial Souls," Qian Renxue whispered.
Bibi Dong nodded, indicating her approval.
If he had had these students back then, Tang San might not have been his match.
Ultimately, it was simply a matter of being born at the wrong time.
"Hmm, why are the competition rules being changed so many times? The organizers must be up to something." Qian Renxue held up a clipboard with information about this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament that Xiao Xiao had brought for her.
The new All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament is being held under the banner of a comeback.
Because a long time ago, a grand competition with a history of ten thousand years, sects were allowed to participate.
Nearly a thousand years later, the scale was reduced to allow only academies to participate.
However, this time, at the suggestion of the organizer, the Sun Moon Empire, and with the agreement of other countries, it was ultimately decided to reinstate the previous eligibility for participation.
The participation of sects has been increased, and the competition format has also changed.
This significantly increased the scale of the entire competition.
It's important to know that on the mainland, the number of sects still exceeds the number of academies.
Even the wanted members of the Shadow Garden are eligible to participate.
Qian Renxue pondered to herself, this sudden lifting of restrictions was too abrupt, there might be some unknown secret involved.
It might be targeting places like Shadow Garden, and they might wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
Even if Huo Yuhao isn't here now, and neither he nor Bibi Dong make a move, aside from Tang San in the sky, the Shadow Garden is probably no match for them on this continent.
Even without fighting Zhang Lexuan, Qian Renxue could sense the Soul Power contained within her.
Even a true level 99 Limit Douluo would likely not gain the upper hand in a fight against her.
Therefore, whatever the conspiracy, it's all in vain.
This is practically a calculated move. For the students, achieving good results in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament is a great opportunity for their academy to make a name for itself, which is extremely beneficial for student recruitment and the academy's development.
And isn't the same true for sects?
Every sect's staff requires talented individuals.
The more highly skilled and talented individuals are, the more likely they are to join powerful sects.
For example, Wu Feng is also a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, where Ning Tian belongs. Given the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's strength, it needs such opportunities to enhance its power.
Therefore, after the rules for the new competition were confirmed to be changed, almost 60% of the sects on the mainland chose to register.
Even some reclusive sects might get involved.
The number of participants in this competition is unprecedented in the last thousand years.
In the end, the organizing committee decided that, in addition to limiting the age to twenty, at least five members of each sect must have a cultivation level of more than four rings.
The number of participants will likely increase exponentially, as some people might want to experience the atmosphere of a competition, and forming a sect on the spot is not impossible.
The competition is still in the selection process. Registration will close in about two weeks, after which the organizing committee will select qualified participants.
As I was thinking this, half an incense stick's time passed in the blink of an eye.
Qian Renxue withdrew her oppressive aura, stood up, and the sunlight shone on her slender figure, tinging it with a faint golden hue.
"Alright, time's up. Take a break, then we'll have some sparring later. Let me see how your practical skills are."
"Call..."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, straightened their stiff bodies, and wiped away the sweat with towels.
Xiao Xiao exhaled a breath of stale air, using her Soul Power to control the sandalwood ash to slowly fall to the ground before withdrawing her Martial Soul.
As his body relaxed, he felt his Soul Power solidify further, and he began to push towards the level 70 bottleneck.
"Your Majesty, this must be your student; I have verified all his information."
Wang Yan had arrived at the entrance of the training ground at some point and respectfully addressed Qian Renxue on the high platform.
"Okay, let her in."
Qian Renxue nodded. Her Spiritual Power had already known that Wang Yan had brought people over, so she wasn't surprised at all.
Wang Yan gestured for someone behind him to proceed, saying, "This is the training ground, the dedicated area for the competition teams. I won't go into further detail."
A girl with the same hair color as Qian Renxue stepped into the training ground. Her straight, rounded thighs looked holy in the sunlight, and she carried a golden longsword in her hand.
The girl wore a pale yellow dress, her eyes filled with an indescribable determination. The surrounding light elements seemed to be very close to her, constantly gathering towards her.
"Teacher, I've arrived." Ye Guyi bowed to Qian Renxue on the high platform, her eyes seemingly filled with a hint of resentment.
"Yes, it's good that you're here." Qian Renxue nodded. She had picked up this cheap disciple on the road, and he seemed to have some blood relation to her, so he could be considered her descendant. Presumably, the Spirit Hall had protected some members of the Angel Clan and hidden them away back then.
"Alright, Guyi, go and introduce yourself to everyone. We'll be having practical training later, so everyone can practice together," Qian Renxue said.
All eyes turned to Ye Guyi Ye Guyi, who nodded to them and then introduced herself, "Hello everyone, I'm very happy to have survived the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. My Martial Soul is the Holy Angel, a level 76 Power Attack System Battle Soul Saint. I hope we can get along well in the days to come."
Qian Renxue suddenly realized that she had left Ye Guyi alone in the forest in her haste to go to the East Sea.
This apprentice is good; he's strong just by being alive. It's true that battle is the best way to grow.
Ye Guyi glanced resentfully at her unreliable teacher again, and finally sighed helplessly.