Chapter 167: Just Want to Borrow Something from Senior

"Xiaowen's Spirit Bones was bestowed by my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. It's best for everyone not to harbor any crooked intentions," Ning Fengzhi spoke up.

In any case, at this moment, he also needed to intimidate them first.

And what he said was indeed effective. Many people with flickering gazes heard the statement from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and immediately restrained their thoughts.

Seeing this, Gu Rong's deep voice also sounded.

"The Spirit Bone on Xiaowen is given by my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If it ends up on someone else, it would be stealing our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Spirit Bone. Old Sword and I will personally take action to recover it."

Gu Rong's words once again intimidated everyone present.

At this moment, Huyan Zhen was itching with hatred.

He really wanted to reveal the news that there were Spirit Bones on Su Wen that did not belong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Those were supposed to be given by their Elephant Armored Clan!

Of course, in the end, Huyan Zhen restrained this impulse.

He also had his dignity.

He definitely wouldn't voluntarily expose the black history of being forced by Dugu Bo to hand over three Spirit Bones.

'Xue Qinghe' had a surprised expression, not expecting Su Wen to have Spirit Bones on him.

However, upon hearing that they were given by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he also suppressed his surprise.

Su Wen didn't know what was happening in the VIP area, but he felt a malicious intent.

This malicious intent came and went quickly, but it still aroused Su Wen's vigilance.

"Who wants to lay hands on me?" He frowned, pondering, and quickly identified the target.

Huyan Zhen.

Apart from Huyan Zhen, there shouldn't be any enemies present who could pose a threat to him.

"However, with my Phantom Eye's warning ability, coupled with Void Shuttle, I'm not afraid of danger. I just need to keep the danger within manageable limits."

Firstly, he needed to clarify the source of the danger.

At this moment, Yu Tianheng had already taken the stage, drawing lots under the gaze of tens of thousands of spectators.

"The first round of the preliminary match, Emperor Fighting Team vs. Tianyuan Academy Team."

Tianyuan Academy was just an ordinary High Spirit Master Academy, with seven Spirit Elders among its participants.

For a High Spirit Master Academy, they could still gather Spirit Elders under the age of twenty-five.

However, there was a significant difference between Spirit Elders; some were at Level 31, while others were at Level 39.

Some Spirit Elders have bottom-tier combat strength at the same level, while others are outstanding performers, ranking at the top at the same level.

This is the true difference in the Spirit Master Competition.

After all, most of the participants from High Spirit Master Academies are Spirit Elder teams. Having a Spirit Ancestor among them is considered hopeful for entering the elimination rounds.

The Emperor Fighting Team consisted of three substitutes plus four main team members who hadn't broken through Level 40, namely Shi Mô, Yu Feng, Osler, and Ye Lingling.

The strongest didn't make a move, and the team's core, the control-type Spirit Master Dugu Yan, also didn't take the stage.

Even so, the Emperor Fighting Team still maintained a dominant stance against the Tianyuan Team.

However, the first match also required entertainment value. While competing, both sides also tried to showcase their abilities as much as possible.

Whether it was Yu Feng's wind control, Osler's footwork trajectory, or even Shi Mô's defensive strength, they all became highlights of this battle.

"This Yu Feng's control over Spirit Skills is very high."

In the audience, a Spirit Master with sharp eyes made a comment about Yu Feng.

He was a deacon from a sect composed of wind attribute Spirit Masters. Naturally, he came to watch the battle with the intention of selecting outstanding Spirit Masters and inviting them to join his sect.

"It's a pity, he's a noble. He probably wouldn't join our Wind Spirit Sect."

Compared to the members of the Emperor Fighting Team, deacons like him from similar sects were more focused on the Tianyuan Academy Team across from them.

The Spirit Master Competition is a place for young Spirit Masters to hone their skills and showcase themselves. Here, it's also their collective job interview before graduation.

If they are valued by some large sects and receive focused training, their future cultivation will be smooth sailing.

Even those players who already belong to sects must demonstrate their potential here to prove themselves.

Some players who stay on campus as teachers will also strive for the honor of their school.

So, in the Spirit Master Competition, every participant is fully focused.

The first match lasted for a full ten minutes.

In the end, the Emperor Fighting Team emerged victorious.

The next day.

Su Wen brought Ye Luochen and Lin Dong to watch.

"Although nowadays, very few Spirit Masters in the Spirit Master world create their own Spirit Skills, and even the vast majority of Spirit Masters won't attempt it, it doesn't concern you.

They may not create their own Spirit Skills, but they have Spirit Skills bestowed by Spirit Rings. The level of control and the development approach for Spirit Skills bestowed by Spirit Rings are resources you can draw from."

Su Wen instructed the two to watch carefully, while he himself diligently analyzed the strategies of the Spirit Masters on the field for developing Spirit Skills.

Of course, Su Wen was more pondering which Martial Spirit had more Replication value and which Spirit Skills would be more beneficial to him.

As the competition continued as usual, Su Wen didn't neglect his own cultivation while watching.

On the fifth day of the competition, Su Wen didn't go home; instead, he followed Tang San halfway.

A dangerous aura emanated from Tang San's brow, leaving Su Wen feeling helpless.

This was the threat Tang Hao had secretly conveyed to him.

However, following Tang San this time, his target wasn't Tang San but Shi Nian.

Sure enough, as Tang San advanced towards Shrek Academy, a figure quietly appeared, pulling him into an illusion.

Tang Hao, hiding in the shadows, immediately glared angrily, harboring murderous intent towards this Shi Nian.

He restrained his killing intent, waiting for Tang San to be lured outside the city by Shi Nian.

Once they reached a remote location outside the city, he could ruthlessly crush this Shi Nian without restraint.

However, under the influence of the illusion, Tang San continued walking towards the outskirts of the city, while Shi Nian remained motionless.

"This kid actually dares to attack Shi Nian!" Tang Hao narrowed his eyes in the shadows, staring at Su Wen and Shi Nian in confrontation.

However, he only watched for a while before going to find Tang San.

The stabbing sensation at his brow finally disappeared, and Su Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

On the opposite side, seeing Su Wen's relieved expression, Shi Nian was puzzled, then became angry.

Was he being looked down upon?

"Who are you? Why are you interfering with my hunt?" Shi Nian asked coldly, feeling that the Soul Power directed towards this young man was weaker than his own.

"Don't worry, I won't disturb your hunting, Senior. I just need to borrow something from you before that," Su Wen said lightly.

Shi Nian's voice turned cold: "Borrow what?"

Suddenly, Su Wen launched an attack.

In an instant, a Wind Blade condensed and disappeared from in front of Su Wen, reappearing in front of Shi Nian.

Shi Nian's body shattered like a mirage, leaving no trace of blood.

Puchi.

Elsewhere, a Wind Blade abruptly appeared, slicing through an area devoid of any objects, and a few drops of blood splattered onto the ground.

Shi Nian's figure reappeared, with a wound on his right arm.

"Young man, you've angered me." Three yellow, two purple, and two black Spirit Rings appeared around Shi Nian's body.

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