Silence.
When Su Linfeng's words fell, the entire Spirit Hall Plaza went completely quiet.
Aside from the sweltering air above, even the sound of the wind seemed to stop at this moment.
Star Luo Royal Academy fell silent.
Heaven Dou Royal Academy fell silent.
Even the independent wandering Spirit Masters in the crowd fell silent.
Fifteen years old!
What did that prove? It proved that the future of Spirit Hall was limitless.
Especially those factions who prided themselves on independence and opposed Spirit Hall in secret—the Seven Great Sects standing outside the two empires—they would now have to reconsider the future balance of power.
Yes, they were powerful now.
But in ten years?
In twenty years?
Once Su Linfeng fully matured, if no other genius of equal level rose from the sects, then all of Douluo Continent's Spirit Master resources would inevitably lean toward Spirit Hall.
Spirit Hall had truly kept silent until they struck—and now their thunderous roar shook the heavens!
No wonder the Continental Elite Spirit Master Tournament was being held in Spirit City. This was nothing less than a show of power meant to terrify the world!
"Lianlian, did you see that?"
Dugu Yan's eyes gleamed as she stared at the figure standing in the plaza. "This is exactly what Grandfather told me—that every era has its geniuses. But above those geniuses, there is always one existence that all others can only look up to."
"Ordinary Spirit Masters call us geniuses."
"But for us geniuses, he is someone we can only gaze at from afar."
Ye Lianlian was also already lost in thought.
Her mind kept replaying that terrifying scene from before. She realized that her earlier judgment of Su Linfeng had been far too hasty.
Now it seemed she had been utterly foolish.
Yu Tianheng had also closed his mouth, his expression dark as he glanced toward his cousin Yu Tianxin in the direction of Thunderclap Academy.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Whoosh!
At that moment, the scorched and blackened body of Hu Yanzhen dropped from the sky, landing right in front of Hu Yanli.
After checking, he finally sighed in relief.
Su Linfeng hadn't killed them. His beloved grandson was merely unconscious.
That blast of flame that had even blown him away—if it had hit Hu Yanli and the others directly, forget about lives, there wouldn't have even been corpses left.
Realizing this, Hu Yanzhen turned his head toward Su Linfeng.
Then he let out a sigh and gave him a grateful nod.
The Diamond Mammoth of the ancient past was, in that moment, completely subdued.
Su Linfeng nodded back and finally said, "Senior Hu Yan, they're not in danger. My spirit power flames just knocked them out. We had no hatred between us—how could I possibly strike to kill?"
The moment those words fell—
Not only did Hu Yanzhen's body tremble, but even the teachers and students of all the academies watching also shuddered.
Those words weren't only for the Elephant Armored Sect's Hu Yanzhen.
They were for everyone.
"No hatred between us, how could I strike to kill?"
The meaning was clear: If there were hatred, you'd be looking at seven corpses right now—and maybe not even corpses left to find.
"Mm. Not bad."
On the high platform, Qian Renxue couldn't help nodding to herself. That brat has really grown. In terms of dealing with people, he's even stronger than I am.
Suppress with strength.
Return kindness with character.
Warn with words.
He truly understood the art of commanding others.
Hu Yanzhen once again nodded toward Su Linfeng, then carried the unconscious Hu Yanli down. The teachers of Elephant Armored Sect quickly followed, carrying away the other fainted youngsters.
In the end—
The second day of the Continental Elite Spirit Master Tournament concluded with Su Linfeng's name shaking the entire continent.
As for the finals—
There was no suspense left. With Su Linfeng on Spirit Hall Academy's team, the champion was already decided.
Night fell.
The entire Spirit City still buzzed with heated discussion about Su Linfeng's battle.
And not just Spirit City.
News of Su Linfeng spread like a tornado across the continent, sending shockwaves through every Spirit Master and every faction.
The rise of Spirit Hall was now unstoppable.
Spirit Hall Hotel
On the second floor dining area, the eyes of both seeded teams were all fixed on the Golden Generation—or rather, on Su Linfeng.
Not just them.
Even Hu Liena and the others now looked at Su Linfeng as though he were some kind of monster.
Finally, Hu Liena couldn't hold back and whispered, "Brother Su, you hid yourself too deeply… Even we had no idea you could be this strong!"
Su Linfeng's strength had elevated the overall power of Spirit Hall Academy. Now, even the Golden Generation's bearing on the streets was completely different.
That was true confidence!
"Exactly!"
Zhang Ping's eyes sparkled like stars. "Didn't you see those girls from other academies? Tianshui, Blazing Fire—those little ones were looking at Brother Linfeng like they wanted to eat him alive."
"Little brats, barely twelve or thirteen, already looking like that? So precocious!"
Precocious?
Hu Liena's eye twitched. Girl, you have the nerve to say that? Those kids are eleven or twelve. You started acting that way at six. If you hadn't dragged me along back then to say you wanted to give Brother Su a baby, I wouldn't still be embarrassed about facing him today every time I remember it!
"Nana, look over there."
Zhang Ping wrinkled her nose, glaring toward the Heaven Dou Royal Academy rest area. "Even though Ye Lianlian is staring at Brother Linfeng. What a nuisance."
"Haah~"
Hu Liena sighed. "There's no helping it. Who told Brother Su to shine so brightly now…"
Su Linfeng was silent the whole time.
Indeed—
In this world where the strong were revered, having overwhelming strength didn't just bring fame. It also brought… other things.
Then, Zhang Ping suddenly huffed, "That stupid vase. Still staring at Brother Linfeng—I'm afraid one day they'll all try to plot against him!"
Hu Liena: "…"
Su Linfeng: "…"
Golden Generation: "…"
Seriously? They only looked at him a couple of times. At most, they admire him. But you? You're the one actually plotting against him, aren't you? Even the densest of us can see your intentions. If not for Su Linfeng constantly guarding against you, he'd already be the biggest victim here.
Everyone exchanged glances, then lowered their heads to eat in silence, unwilling to expose Zhang Ping.
Those who understood… understood.
"Alright, you two."
Su Linfeng set down his bowl and chopsticks, smiling wryly. "Don't use me as a joke anymore. Tomorrow's the finals. How are your states now?"
The Golden Generation looked at each other, then nodded. Each of them was fired up.
After Su Linfeng's performance today, they dared not slack off.
Spirit Hall Academy Team—
Victory was certain!
"Good. Keep this state. Tomorrow, bring back the championship."
Su Linfeng smiled, then stood. "Rest early tonight. I'll head back first."
Leaving again?
Didn't he say they'd celebrate in Spirit City?
Don't ask.
Ask and the answer is: he has something to do.
After a few brief words, Su Linfeng left in a hurry.