Classmates

As the boys introduced themselves one by one, their unique characteristics and backgrounds started to emerge, adding depth to their group dynamics.

Lor Diarra, the serious-looking boy with brown hair and eyes, was the epitome of dedication. He explained that his martial spirit, the Golden Eagle, symbolized his pursuit of excellence and the desire to soar to great heights.

He came from a family with a long history of producing outstanding Spirit Masters and felt the weight of those expectations on his shoulders.

Youling Bao, with his dark blue hair and eyes, struck others as a reserved and cautious individual. He revealed that his Black Lined Ghost Leopard spirit had a quiet, calculating nature that resonated with his own personality.

He didn't speak much about his background, leaving an air of mystery about him.

Gui Hai, the largest boy in the class, was surprisingly comfortable with his size. He laughed off any comments about his weight, saying that his Sea Turtle spirit gave him a strong and resilient body.

Gui Hai had a carefree attitude, and his infectious laughter often lightened the mood in the class.

Xiao Jiu had a sense of loyalty to the Spirit Hall that was deeply ingrained in his family's history. His ancestors had been devoted servants of the organization for generations. With the Nine Fire Sword as his martial spirit, he felt a burning passion to carry on his family's legacy and serve the Spirit Hall with unwavering dedication.

Yumo Xiong, with his grey hair and humorous demeanor, seemed like the class clown at first. However, beneath his jovial exterior was a formidable martial spirit, the Blood Devil Mad Bear.

He had a talent for using humor to defuse tension and make friends, and his laughter was contagious.

Yue Guan appeared somewhat girly in demeanor, which was interesting considering he was the only male in the class with a predominantly female martial spirit, Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

He shared an unusually close bond with Gui Mei, a connection that had sparked everyone's curiosity.

Gui Mei, the last to be introduced, seemed content to let Yue Guan speak for him. There was an unspoken history between the two boys, suggesting a unique and possibly complicated friendship that had formed before they arrived at Spirit Hall.

As the boys finished introducing themselves, it was now the girls' turn to reveal their martial spirits and share a bit about themselves.

Zi Zhenzhu was the first to step forward. Her Illusion Sea Snake martial spirit had bestowed upon her an ash-grey complexion and wavy silver-blonde hair. She exuded an air of power and pride, her fiery temper and sharp tongue evident from the start.

Zi Zhenzhu didn't mince words, and her confidence was apparent to all.

Ling Fengzheng, on the other hand, had awakened the Flame Eagle Empress as her martial spirit. With her striking purple hair and warm brown eyes, she gave off an aura of cheerfulness and innocence.

She smiled brightly as she introduced herself, creating a contrast to Zi Zhenzhu's intense presence.

Finally, it was Hu Meili's turn. Her martial spirit, the Moon Fox, had seemingly influenced her personality. She appeared to be a mischievous and lively girl, her cheerful outlook on life infectious.

Hu Meili's presence brought a light-hearted atmosphere to the class, making her an instant favorite among her peers.

As each girl introduced herself, their distinct personalities and martial spirits added a layer of complexity to the group dynamic.

Then, Teacher Qian Xunjin started the class by debriefing some information. The students found themselves diving deeper into the expectations and aspirations laid out by the Spirit Hall for the coming years.

The dialogue shifted from the initial introduction of students to the grander objectives they were to pursue. The minimum and maximum targets for cultivation were stressed once more, emphasizing the need for each student to aim for at least Rank 40 in six years, while also seeking to create the most optimal spirit ring configuration possible.

The prospect of rewards for those who managed to excel beyond these goals fueled their motivation further.

In the midst of this discussion, Zang Wei seized an opportune moment to share his theory on transcending the conventional limits of spirit ring configuration. With a mix of confidence and curiosity, he detailed his hypothesis and suggested that the key might lie in discovering body cultivation and mind meditation mantras.

This approach, he believed, could potentially enable them to break free from the boundaries that had constrained previous generations of spirit masters.

Zang Wei's words hung in the air, met with a momentary silence from his classmates. The concept was undoubtedly complex, and as young as they were, they struggled to grasp the full extent of his theory.

Some exchanged puzzled glances, while others furrowed their brows in thought.

Teacher Qian Xunjin, on the other hand, was intrigued by the young boy's inquiry. He couldn't help but recall his own youthful fascination with such theories.

Although there had been no known method to consciously cultivate the body and mind to withstand the strain of higher-aged spirit rings, Zang Wei's enthusiasm and creativity struck a chord with him.

He decided to address the matter with care, not wishing to dampen the spirits of the budding spirit masters.

With a warm smile, Teacher Qian Xunjin responded to Zang Wei, acknowledging the uniqueness of his perspective. He explained that while there were no known mantras to achieve such a feat, it was entirely possible for a talented and determined individual to blaze a new path in the world of spirit mastery.

He encouraged Zang Wei to continue exploring his theory and potentially develop the required mantras himself. The young boy's eyes gleamed with determination as he absorbed the teacher's words.

The lecture carried on, delving into various aspects of spirit mastery, spirit beasts, and the history of the Douluo Continent. The students listened attentively, eager to absorb as much knowledge as they could.

The air was charged with anticipation and curiosity as they contemplated the vast realm of possibilities before them.

Throughout the lecture, Teacher Qian Xunjin kept a watchful eye on his students, noting their reactions, interests, and the interactions among them. He could sense that this group of youngsters possessed immense potential, and his role as their mentor would extend beyond academics.

As the lecture continued, the bonds between the students began to deepen, setting the stage for their collective journey through the Spirit Hall Academy.

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As time flowed swiftly by, three years slipped through Zang Wei's grasp and the lives of his classmates. What felt like a mere second had, in fact, been a full three years of their lives dedicated to learning and growth at the Spirit Hall Academy.

Under the guidance of their teacher, Qian Xunjin, they embarked on a journey of knowledge, delving into the intricate world of spirit mastery.

Under the tutelage of Qian Xunjin, an exceptional teacher with a gift for turning even the most mundane topics into captivating tales, their days were filled with enlightening lessons that left an indelible mark on their young minds. As the seasons changed, they delved into a comprehensive curriculum that covered every facet of knowledge essential for budding spirit masters.

The years had been nothing short of remarkable, brimming with exploration across a spectrum of subjects. From the storied history of the Douluo Continent to the intricate nuances of spirit beasts and the fundamental principles of harnessing spirit power, the classroom transformed into a haven for both learning and camaraderie.

Bonds deepened with their fellow classmates, and lively discussions became a staple of their daily routines.

One of the pinnacle moments in this whirlwind year was the eagerly anticipated mock battle, a spectacle carefully orchestrated by none other than Teacher Qian Xunjin himself. It was an exhilarating experience that put their newfound knowledge and honed skills to the ultimate test.

On the grand day of the mock battle, the expansive training grounds outside the Spirit Hall became a battlefield of dreams. As the sun bathed the arena in its golden embrace, students, clad in their spirit master uniforms, took their positions with a blend of excitement and nerves.

The anticipation hung heavy in the air as the battles commenced.

In the center of the training ground, Zang Wei and Bibi Dong drew everyone's attention.

Zang Wei stood firm, gripping his Death Aura Axe with strong determination. His martial spirit gave off a dark aura that sent chills through the crowd's spine.

They all watched closely.

On the other side of the arena, Bibi Dong was already ready to face Zang Wei.

Before their mock battle began, Zang Wei and Bibi Dong couldn't resist some friendly trash talk.

Zang Wei grinned and teased, "You ready for this, Bibi Dong? Don't be surprised if my Death Aura Axe leaves you breathless!"

Bibi Dong shot back with a playful smirk, "Oh, Zang Wei, you're all talk! Let's see if you can keep up with me."

Zang Wei, wielding his Death Aura Axe, made his move. He channeled the sinister energy of his martial spirit into the axe, creating a palpable aura of death that surrounded him.

With a fierce swing, he unleashed this death aura, sending it surging toward Bibi Dong. As the dark energy neared her, it coalesced into an ominous force that struck her, sending Bibi Dong tumbling to the ground.

She struggled to maintain her balance, the power of the death aura proving overwhelming.

Bibi Dong, undeterred by the initial setback, activated her hybrid form of the Death Spider Emperor. In an instant, her lower body transformed into a giant spherical mass, and from this spheroid, eight coarse, long legs emerged.

These legs were adorned with large tufts of green fur and dripped sickening mucus that sizzled upon contact with the ground. The corrosive nature of her hybrid form was intense, leaving a trail of scorched earth in her wake.

Her upper body was covered in purple-black armor, providing formidable protection, and even her face was concealed beneath a carapace. Below both her eyes, an additional four smaller eyes had emerged, enhancing her perception and allowing her to navigate her new form with precision.

With her hybrid transformation, Bibi Dong launched a series of thrusts, her legs moving with a combination of grace and precision. Her strikes were like lightning, targeting Zang Wei's defenses with calculated ferocity.

Her graceful movements were a sight to behold. She dodged attacks and struck back with precision, moving like a skilled dancer.

Their martial spirits clashed again and again, creating a powerful storm of energy. The air around them trembled with their intense battle.

As the mock battle commenced, their banter continued. Zang Wei called out, "You're fast, Bibi Dong, but you can't dodge forever!"

Bibi Dong retorted, "I don't plan on dodging, Zang Wei. I'm going to win this one!"

Their martial spirits clashed with a thunderous collision, and Zang Wei couldn't resist a final taunt, "Give it your all, Bibi Dong. You're going to need it!"

Bibi Dong replied with determination, "I always do, Zang Wei!"

It felt like even the ground shook under their power, as if the earth itself recognized the importance of this fight. The spectators, made up of students and teachers, couldn't help but hold their breath.

Zang Wei, while swinging his Death Aura Axe, thought, 'I need to be unpredictable. Bibi Dong is fast, but I can use the element of surprise.'

He continued to launch calculated strikes, trying to keep Bibi Dong on her toes.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong dodged his attacks gracefully, thinking, 'Zang Wei is strong, but I can outmaneuver him. I just need to wait for the right moment.'

She carefully observed his movements, looking for any opening to strike back.

They saw hours of hard work and dedication culminating in this moment. Zang Wei's every swing and Bibi Dong's every thrust held the weight of their dreams.

As their martial spirits clashed again, Zang Wei mentally strategized, 'I'll try to push her into a corner. If I can limit her mobility, I'll have the upper hand.'

He aimed to control the battlefield and gain an advantage.

Bibi Dong, as she danced around him, planned, 'I'll tire him out. Zang Wei's power is impressive, but he won't last if I keep the pressure on.'

She aimed to test his endurance and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Their inner thoughts guided their actions, creating a dynamic and strategic battle that kept both competitors and spectators on the edge of their seats.

The crowd was also entranced by Bibi Dong's finesse. Her quick strikes and nimble dodges were like an art form, a beautiful combat dance that held their attention.

It was as if time slowed down, allowing them to appreciate the intricate battle happening before them.

The mock battle ended up with both of them fainted to their exhaustion. It was truly a youthful battle for them and the spectators,

In this arena of fierce combat, Zang Wei and Bibi Dong weren't just students; they represented determination and growth. Every clash of their martial spirits was a step forward on their tough journey to becoming skilled spirit masters.

Now as they approached the anniversary of their arrival at the academy, Zang Wei and his classmates reflected on the progress they had made. The three years had been a transformative one, filled with challenges and triumphs, and it had brought them closer together.

The road ahead promised even greater adventures and challenges, and they were eager to continue their pursuit of becoming formidable spirit masters.