ust like that. 。“Gu Yue's eyes gradually lost their murderous aura. She snorted coldly, turned around, and walked out.Hey, you haven't played your singles match yet. 。Xie Xian hurriedly called her 。“...It was obvious that no one had faith in Tang Wulin. Dragon's might, in everyone's eyes, was impossible to lose this match. 。Liuhuan! That's Liuhuan, the Soul Emperor, who also possesses the bloodline of Shanlong Wang, one of the Eight Great Dragon Kings! 。The end time of this dragon duel is the selling point of many bookmakers, and the suspense of the outcome seems to have been resolved the moment they entered the final round. 。However, very few people in the Star Luo Empire felt this was an honorable thing. Tang Wulin, at fifteen years old! Entered the finals 。This has never happened in the history of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition. 。Sitting cross-legged on his bed, Tang Wulin's spirit was completely focused on the inside of his body. His qi and blood surged, the pale golden aura of his blood vessels merging with the milky white Xuan Tian Gong soul power like a gentle flowing Yangtze River. His entire body felt clear and transparent. 。Finally, I've made it to the finals. Tomorrow is the final battle, and I will finally face off against Long Yue. 。This battle, it concerns the final clash and victory or defeat. At this moment, he has abandoned all distractions. 。No matter the outcome, you should give it your all. 。Since completing his spirit ability's second evolution and transforming into the Blue Silver Emperor, his cultivation progress has been astonishingly rapid, advancing at a pace far greater than before. 。Soul power just broke through level forty-two yesterday. 。After level forty, the speed at which a Soul Master's soul power increases significantly slows down. To increase by a level this quickly was something that was unimaginable before. 。At this rate of cultivation, in at most two years, he would be confident in reaching the level of a Five Rings Soul King. At seventeen years old, a Soul King is definitely considered very excellent even in Shrek. 。Tomorrow is the competition, Tang Wulin was not overly nervous and he did not relax either. Although he knew very well that the final result would probably not be good, the gap in absolute strength made it difficult for him to win. 。But he still had to go all out, no matter what the outcome was, he just had to give it his all. 。Make the most of every moment to improve yourself and make yourself stronger. 。 。If at first he hadn't cared, then Tang Wulin now understood that Teacher Wu wasn't absent because he didn't care about them, but rather to give them this training opportunity completely and utterly. 。Let them make their own decisions. 。Yes! My father once said that in a person's life, the only one they can completely rely on and trust is themselves. 。In the present, it should be said that only one's own abilities < >. 。Don't rely on anyone! Only when you are strong yourself, are you truly strong. 。Yè Xīnglán lay in bed, her pretty face ashen, eyelashes trembling slightly, frowning from time to time. 。Her breath was noticeably weak, a sign of depleted qi and blood. 。Xu Lizi sat on the bed, anxiously looking at her. 。She finally succumbed to illness, or rather, it was exhaustion that brought her down. 。If he hadn't been by her side at that time to give her first aid, who knows what would have happened. 。Sister Xinglan, you're just too strong! You're too competitive! 。Xu Lishi lifted his own hand, which was covered in little dimples, and gently placed it on Ye Xinglan's forehead. He felt her gradually decreasing body temperature and lightly stroked her hair a couple of times. 。Only you in the present moment can find peace. 。

Starlan sister, you have to get well soon! I'm just too cowardly, but no matter what, next time, I will never let you hurt yourself like this again.

Xie Xian was the only one who didn't rest or cultivate. He was standing on the balcony at this time, supporting his body with both arms on the railing of the balcony. 。With a relaxed and carefree expression, feeling the night wind blowing against my body, a slight smile played on my lips. 。It feels so relaxed and pleasant. 。This is the feeling a Soul Master should have. 。Freedom is the root of all things. 。After Yuan En Ye Hui brought him back that day, he slept soundly all night before waking up. Then, he felt as if he had been reborn, his entire being transformed into something different from before. 。He grasped that feeling of elevation. Over these past few days, he'd been changing constantly; his mindset shifting, his abilities evolving. 。He finally vaguely understood why he could only control one avatar before, because he was too tense, not free enough, and not relaxed enough. 。What one needs is insight, not tension and constraint. 。 Wait for me, Yuan En. I will definitely become stronger than you! One day, I will be the prince in golden armor, standing before you and taking you as my bride. 。Yu En Ye Hui was silently cultivating in her room. She had always been diligent, even with her exceptional talent, it never affected her hard work. 。Only she herself knew that her cultivation speed was actually not fast. Although the two top-tier martial souls were powerful, they had no subordination to each other and even repelled each other. 。It is essential to perfectly harmonize their relationship in order for one's cultivation to continue progressing. 。She had always worked hard because she needed to become strong. Only with enough strength could she complete that thing, the thing that haunted her dreams. 。She was very grateful to have such a strong group of companions around her. If it weren't for them, she wouldn't understand how far she had come compared to her peers. 。It is precisely because of them that I can begin to create armor made of spirit metal. 。In the near future, when one's cultivation reaches the desired realm, it will be time to return. 。Xu Xiaoyan had fallen asleep on the edge of the bed. 。But Yue Zhengyu was wide awake. He leaned to the side, looking at Xu Xiaoyan lying on the bed edge, his eyes filled with tenderness. 。Since the day he was injured, she had been taking care of him. The two of them didn't say much to each other, everything seemed very natural and casual, but it was this very nature and casualness that made Le Zhengyu feel warm and fuzzy. 。He was born into a family with a strict hierarchy. The purity of the family bloodline, and even which branch of the family one belonged to, were subject to rigorous ranking. 。He was lucky, as he was the heir apparent to the main branch of the family, a young master. 。From a young age, he grew up amidst countless cares and envies. Of course, there was even more jealousy. 。But he never cared, he always felt that I am me, I am the representative of the sacred angel family. 。It wasn't until he arrived at the Shrek Academy that he began to realize that he wasn't the strongest among his peers. Although his Holy Angel Martial Soul was powerful, he had yet to reach its peak. 。 。When he was in the family, he was always surrounded by people who admired him. His family even arranged for girls from similar backgrounds to play with him when he was only ten years old, so he could find the one he liked best. 。But at that time, he was in his most rebellious phase, the more things were presented to him, the less he liked them. 。> I especially dislike girls who pretend to be someone they're not just to get closer to me. 。Some pretend to be cold and aloof, some feign gentleness, and some are amiable. 。And all of it, in his eyes, was nothing but a performance. 。So, he proposed to enter the Shrek Academy to study, just to escape the constraints of his family. He wanted to go out into the world and see what it was like, to see what kind of beautiful fireworks there were in the outside world. 。He came to Shrek, he met his companions. 。Yuan En Yehui, who is more powerful than him and a year younger, effortlessly defeated Tang Wulin and Gu Yue. 。He began to realize his own shortcomings and started to learn how to strive. 。To keep up with others, he worked harder than anyone. 。But at fifteen years old, he's in the midst of puberty and starts to notice girls around him. 。Shrek Academy has a lot of beautiful women, and many classmates have a crush on him. After all, he comes from a noble family and is exceptionally talented. 。But he looked down on them all. 。As he ventured out, a realization dawned upon him: a new figure had begun to occupy his thoughts. 。That figure was very blurry, and at first, he wasn't even sure who she was. 。Until this severe injury, while he was in a coma, he always heard a choked voice calling his name. 。> In his waking moments, her presence was always around him. 。His heart, which had always been closed off, began to warm up. He really liked the feeling of being taken care of. 。Even though his body was fine, he stayed in bed and didn't tell her that he was already okay. 。Because he knew that if he was better, she would have no reason to stay by his side, and he could look at her all the time while he was awake. 。I raised my hand and gently touched her head. She looked a little haggard, all for him. 。He quietly got out of bed, gently lifted her up, and carefully placed her on his own bed. 。She was clearly very tired, so she slept soundly. 。...was not awakened... 。**(To be continued)** 。) 420/2971976 。 Southern Army." 。" Le Zhengyu shrugged, "Every day is cultivation. Besides cultivation, it's still cultivation." 。After Xiaoyan left, there wasn't even a single person to talk to. 。Of course, I did...