Tang San's pale fingertips tapped lightly in the void. The next moment, two Clear Sky Hammers with subtle differences in color appeared in his left and right hands. His body moved with the hammers, striking with ever-increasing ferocity, like rain beating on plantain leaves. They precisely targeted the point concentratedly broken open by the masked figures, relentlessly pursuing the assault.
Under the fierce offensive of the formidable first spirit tool combined with the armor-piercing attribute masks, even Chen Xin felt a hint of strain.
However...
"This is where it ends. Fifth Spirit Ability, Conquer the Four Directions!"
Sharp, cold, and powerful sword intent converged. Chen Xin, wielding the Seven Kill Sword, had his eyes flash with icy sword intent. He became one with his sword, transforming into a giant Seven Kill Sword, aiming the condensed sword intent at the final hammer blow swinging towards him from the young man wielding dual hammers!
"!"
Sensing the crisis, a circle of black light emanated from Tang San. Tang Sui, who had been repelled, also flickered with spots of black light and vanished from his original position in the next instant. Tang San's body, falling vertically in mid-air, suddenly became illusory, but the force of the Clear Sky Hammers in his hands did not diminish.
Clear Sky Hammer, Double Reckless Windstorm!!
"Boom boom—!!"
Two terrifying forces collided, like a nuclear explosion site. Even though they had found an empty plot within the academy, whether it was buildings, trees, or the ground, all were consumed by this terrifying collision of energies!
"How is it?"
Flander, who had joined forces to erect a spirit power barrier, protecting them, couldn't even bother about his rapidly depleting finances, anxiously watching the battle stage as the light and shadow gradually dissipated.
As the dust settled, Jian Douluo Chen Xin's arms trembled slightly, the corners of his clothes slightly torn, but he still stood there with ease, watching Tang San and Tang Sui, who had de-fused from their spirit fusion form and were panting not far away on the ground.
Both of their faces were as pale as paper, their breathing chaotic and weak, with uncongealed blood at the corners of their mouths. Who had won the final victory was clear from the beginning.
"You are very good. I believe your future will be even more brilliant."
Chen Xin said with a genuine smile, dusting off the dirt on his sleeves, he lightly leaped up and landed on his Seven Kill Sword, then flew away from the spot.
From the moment Chen Xin spoke until he left, no one said a word.
Even Tang San, who was panting heavily, stared at the ground with unfocused eyes, then pushed himself up into a sitting position and began to meditate, his mind relentlessly engaged in meditation.
Oscar, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu, who were still awake, remained frozen in their evasive postures. Their spirits gradually retracted, but they still didn't speak, all lost in thought.
Under the absolute power, they truly realized their current insignificance, shattering their pride in breaking through to their current cultivation faster than ordinary people, and were now rebuilding themselves.
Master patted Flander and Zhao Wuji on the shoulders, looked at Ma Hongjun who was sitting there foolishly and not even meditating, and Zhu Zhuqing who managed to stay conscious by a thread, shook his head and said, "Let's go. Take Bai Chenxiang back to heal her. As for them, let them think here for a good while."
Master was very satisfied with today's outcome.
Ever since the Shrek Eight Monsters won the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament five years ago, he had wanted to find an opportunity to admonish them.
However, they had separated later, and it had never been possible to gather them all.
Now that they were gathered, the effect was very good.
......
Three days passed quickly. The battle with Sword Douluo had dealt a greater blow to the Shrek Nine Monsters than Master had imagined. Including Bai Chenxiang, who woke up, all nine of them had not left their rooms for three full days.
During these three days, they did not engage in any more practical combat drills, nor did they communicate. They simply cultivated quietly in the wooden house until Ning Fengzhi sent someone to find Tang San and Tang Sui, and this silent cultivation finally ended.
No, not entirely ended.
Ma Hongjun, who had finally broken through under enlightenment, was set aside for the moment, but even the scorching aura after Ma Hongjun's breakthrough could not shake Tang Sui's room in the slightest.
Master, along with the disciple from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who had come to find Tang San and Tang Sui, arrived in front of the wooden house and first woke up Tang San.
"Xiao San, Sui Sui, come out for a moment."
Tang San, with a profound emotion and thought in his eyes, stood with Master and the disciple from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School outside Tang Sui's door.
But strangely, there was no movement from Tang Sui's door.
It was so silent... as if the two spaces were separated.
"Hmm? Something's not right. Sui Sui, can you hear me?"
The relaxed expression on Master's face disappeared, and Tang San's expression also turned to one of confusion and solemnity. He shouted again with a voice containing spirit power—
"Sui Sui, are you there?"
"......"
There was still no response from inside the room.
Tang San frowned, reached out to touch the door, "Sui Sui, open the door."
"Bang—!"
The moment Tang San's slender fingertips touched the surface of the door, they were forcefully repelled by an invisible force. His fingertips were even cut by a sharp blade-like wind, leaving a long, thin wound, but thanks to the special talent of the Blue Silver Emperor, it healed quickly.
"Hmm? Xiao San, what's going on?"
Master was startled, grabbed Tang San's recently cut finger, looked at the wound healing at a visible speed, and his gaze sharpened.
Oscar and the others, who had been fighting with the promoted Ma Hongjun, heard the commotion and also came over, surrounding the door.
"Xiao San, what's wrong? Sui Sui still hasn't come out."
Tang San's brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked at Tang Sui's door with surprise and uncertainty, saying, "Just now... I think I was warned by a force..."
Master, sensing something was wrong: "Xiao San, you said warned?"
Normally, being cut would at most mean touching something and being retaliated against, but he didn't know what the situation was, yet Tang San had precisely said he was warned, which was very thought-provoking.
Tang San's gaze flickered, and he released his mental power, enveloping the entire dormitory building. As expected, he knew everything about the entire dormitory building, but only Tang Sui's room was like a glass layer with an opaque black cloth layered on top, making it impossible to see even a glimpse.
What was even more incredible was that he felt that "black cloth" had consciousness.
It was viscous like black mud, yet incredibly possessed its own consciousness.
Thinking of the message it had conveyed to him, Tang San's expression became subtly tinged, and he said in almost a whisper, "Tang Sui's room cannot be entered now, or rather, 'it' refuses entry, and is warning us not to try to disturb 'its' owner...?"
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, including Master, who almost thought he had misheard.
"Xiao San, you're saying 'it' is a conscious living thing?!"
Master, who had not seen such a bizarre situation in decades, almost thought his disciple was joking with him, but Tang San's equally dazed expression indicated that he was telling the truth.
———Author's Notes———
The first wave of updates is complete! The remaining updates will be tonight. Because I still have a busy day on Friday, see you tonight, muah~