"Challenge Yu Tianheng?" The three committee members all showed a trace of surprise.
Yu Tianheng was the direct heir of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, famed for his formidable physique and lightning-attribute attacks. His soul power had already reached rank 39, a full eight levels above Yang Yunhai. With just Yang Yunhai's martial soul control ability, could it really be effective? They felt the difficulty was a bit too high.
Exchanging glances, the chairman of the committee, Meng Shenji, turned his eyes toward "Xue Qinghe."
Qian Renxue, disguised as the crown prince, only smiled faintly. "It seems today I am fortunate enough to witness a battle between prodigies."
Meng Shenji then stroked his beard and smiled. "I believe with Yang Yunhai's strength, he will certainly gain the recognition of all the team members through this spar."
As he spoke, he turned to the side. "Zhu Lin, I must trouble you to personally inform Teacher Qin Ming."
"Alright." Zhu Lin nodded and immediately rose to his feet.
At this moment, Yang Yunhai suddenly interjected. "Additionally, there is a private matter I hope the three committee members can agree to."
"Oh? Yang Yunhai, please speak," Meng Shenji replied at once.
"My martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, but it also carries a lightning attribute, so my cultivation method is somewhat unique. The academy's simulated environments may not be able to meet my needs. Therefore, I hope the three committee members can help me find a quiet spot in the nearby mountains where Blue Silver Grass grows, so I can use it as my daily cultivation ground."
Yang Yunhai continued, "Furthermore, regarding my martial soul carrying a lightning attribute, I also hope the three committee members, as well as His Highness the Crown Prince, can temporarily help me keep it secret and not tell anyone."
"This includes the team leader and the members of the battle team."
"I believe that if even my teammates do not know, then those opposing teams in the Soul Master Tournament will know even less."
Hearing this, Meng Shenji's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Yang Yunhai with even greater satisfaction. Stroking his beard, he said with a smile, "Yang Yunhai, you are far-sighted. How could I not support this? Rest assured, I will arrange a cultivation site for you as soon as possible."
Qian Renxue also smiled and added, "Brother Yang, don't worry. I will also keep this secret for you."
'This Yang Yunhai is even more clever than I imagined,' she thought inwardly.
"Then I must thank Your Highness and the three committee members," Yang Yunhai said, cupping his hands politely.
The battle team's leader Qin Ming would, in all likelihood, accompany them to Shrek later on. Yang Yunhai simply did not want his martial soul's abilities exposed to Tang San and the others too early.
After all, they were destined to be future rivals.
"Haha, as it should be." Meng Shenji laughed. "Yang Yunhai, you only do this so that our academy team can achieve better results in the Soul Master Tournament. This is a good thing, and naturally, I will support it." Although he didn't know the exact strength of Yang Yunhai's lightning attribute, concealing such a hand might indeed prove a trump card at a critical moment.
Knowing such a possibility existed was already enough.
At the side, Zhu Lin, who had already risen, also smiled slightly. He exchanged a look with Meng Shenji, then gave a small bow to "Xue Qinghe" before turning and leaving the room.
About a quarter of an hour later, the sound of footsteps echoed outside.
"It seems they've returned," Meng Shenji said with a smile, just as the door opened and Qin Ming entered with Zhu Lin. Rising from his seat, Meng Shenji introduced, "Yang Yunhai, let me present this man. This is Qin Ming, leader of our Heaven Dou Battle Team. His teaching ability is something the three of us recognize completely."
Yang Yunhai, who had also stood, cupped his hands. "Greetings, Teacher Qin Ming."
"Yang Yunhai, no need to be so polite." Qin Ming's smile was warm, and his voice straightforward. "Your martial soul ability, Zhu Lin has already told me about it."
"To be honest, your control ability is precisely what our battle team has been lacking. The team wholeheartedly welcomes your addition. As for the spar, Zhu Lin has also told me of it. Since you have the intention, I believe letting the members see your ability in action and getting familiar with your skills early is indeed a good thing. So I have already accepted it on their behalf. The members have already gone to the training grounds. We can head over whenever you are ready."
"Haha, excellent." Meng Shenji chuckled, picking up the thread.
"There's still some time before the lunch break. Once the spar is finished, Teacher Qin Ming, you can take Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing to the team's dormitory to get acquainted with the environment. Perhaps you can also share a meal together, so everyone can bond."
"What the chairman says is exactly what I had in mind," Qin Ming replied with a smile, cupping his hands.
"Then, Yang Yunhai, Zhu Zhuqing, shall we depart?" Meng Shenji asked, turning his gaze to the two.
"Alright," Yang Yunhai replied with a short nod.
And so, under Qin Ming's lead, they all set off toward the independent training field constructed specifically for the battle team.
Looking ahead, the field was an oval area with a running track around the edges. Benches for resting were set at intervals, and two shaded pavilions stood on either side. The center was paved with stone, bearing the scars of many battles—a clear arena for combat practice.
"So simple?" Yang Yunhai muttered inwardly, scanning the grounds. He didn't see any training equipment at all.
'This is a training ground? And it belongs to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?'
Thinking of how the "theory master" Yu Xiaogang had designed rigorous training regimens for Shrek Academy, Yang Yunhai couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
As he mused, he followed Qin Ming toward the pavilion on the right.
Meanwhile, inside the pavilion, the members of the Heaven Dou Battle Team were already watching as Yang Yunhai and the others approached.
"So that's Yang Yunhai? He's… really a guy?" Oslo's eyes widened, disbelief on his face.
"No wonder Zhu Lin specifically told Teacher Qin Ming to remind us not to mistake his gender. It's ridiculous, how can a boy look that pretty?"
Beside him, Yu Feng, Shi Mò, and Shi Mò's twin brother Shi Mó all remained silent, but their eyes were on Zhu Zhuqing, filled with envy.
"Hmph, just a pretty boy." Dugu Yan snorted coldly, clearly unimpressed. "Look at his frail appearance, yet he dares to propose a spar with Tianheng. Truly ignorant of his own limits. Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul. I don't believe it could amount to much."
Yu Tianheng shook his head. "Since Elder Zhu Lin personally came to inform Teacher Qin Ming, he must indeed have some remarkable qualities." Rising from his seat, he added, "We are all to be teammates from now on. Come, let's go and welcome them properly."
Seeing this, Dugu Yan didn't argue further. She reined in her emotions and followed.
Before long, the two groups met face-to-face.
"Greetings to the three committee members, and to His Highness the Crown Prince," the battle team members said respectfully, bowing together.
"No need for formality. I just happened to be here by chance," Qian Renxue said with a faint smile, waving casually.
At this moment, Qin Ming spoke. "Let me make the introductions. This is Yang Yunhai, the one I told you about earlier. Beside him is his companion, Zhu Zhuqing. From today onward, both of them will be joining our battle team."
Zhu Zhuqing's soul power level had already been sensed by Zhu Lin, a Soul Douluo, back at their first meeting. He had passed that information along. Qin Ming also considered her a good addition, even if only as a substitute.
"Yang Yunhai, greetings to my seniors," Yang Yunhai said, cupping his hands respectfully.
Zhu Zhuqing followed quickly, giving a slight bow. "Greetings, seniors."
"No need to be so polite. I am Yu Tianheng, the captain of the team. I welcome you both to our squad." Yu Tianheng smiled warmly.
"Welcome, welcome!" Oslo chimed in immediately.
The other male teammates also voiced their greetings, though Dugu Yan and the reserved Ye Lingling responded only with slight nods or faint smiles.
Qin Ming, still smiling, continued, "Very well then. Tianheng."
Yu Tianheng understood immediately. He turned to Yang Yunhai and cupped his hands. "Junior, please."
"Please," Yang Yunhai returned the gesture without hesitation.
"Everyone, let's take seats in the pavilion to watch," Qin Ming said at the right moment.
"Good." Meng Shenji nodded, following along with the others toward the pavilion.
Not long after, everyone was seated, leaving Yang Yunhai and Yu Tianheng standing at the center of the training field.
As the two faced each other, Qin Ming stepped forward and began officiating.
"Please perform the customary salute for a spar, then each of you may release your martial soul and prepare for battle," his clear voice carried across the arena.
"Tianheng, please guide me," Yang Yunhai said, bowing slightly with his hands clasped.
"Junior, you flatter me. Let's just learn from each other." Yu Tianheng smiled, returning the bow.
"Agreed." Yang Yunhai nodded.
At that, both straightened, drawing themselves up. Almost simultaneously, they activated their martial souls.
Yang Yunhai stood calmly, soul rings spreading out beneath him as Blue Silver Grass vines unfurled in his hands.
Opposite him, Yu Tianheng, wielding a beast martial soul, assumed a standard combat stance.
"Begin!" Qin Ming's voice rang out crisply.
(End of Chapter)
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