Kapitel 121: Let's Go Train Harder
The words of Meng Shenji left everyone stunned.
Do they really still need more experience? It seemed as if it was for their own good, but they couldn't shake off the strange feeling that something wasn't right.
"From the preliminary rounds to the advancement rounds, this is all part of the training process."
Hearing this, Yu Tianheng and the others thought to themselves: Could it be that the three deans are really doing this for our benefit? Going through more battles would indeed be helpful for their cultivation. In theory, it was a good thing.
But they had a vague feeling that something was off, even though they couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
A subtle, unnoticed smile flashed in Meng Shenji's eyes. Fooling these young ones wasn't exactly difficult. But of course, regardless of the deception, they still needed to be told the truth. After all, this wasn't something that could be hidden for long.
Before Meng Shenji could speak, the usually "calm" Ye Lingling suddenly spoke up, "Dean Meng, you've given our spots to someone else, haven't you?"
Ye Lingling didn't accuse Meng Shenji of deceiving them. After all, it wasn't exactly deception. It was simply the truth.
Upon hearing this, Meng Shenji glanced at Ye Lingling, slightly surprised. After a brief moment of thought, he finally nodded.
"Yes, I've given your spots to Xiao Feilian and the younger generation of the Body Sect."
"…"
Everyone fell silent.
If their spots had been given to Xiao Felian, they would have had nothing to say. But to give them to the younger generation of the Body Sect...
How could they describe the feeling? It was as though a thorn had lodged in their backs, leaving them restless and uneasy, unable to voice their objections.
They wanted to speak out, but no words came. Their families had specifically warned them not to provoke the Body Sect or risk becoming an example for the others.
"How strong are they?" Yu Tianheng asked quietly, his fists clenched, only to loosen them helplessly in the end.
Even his grandfather, Yu Yuanzhen, was unwilling to easily provoke the Body Sect. Their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was at risk of falling out of the top three sects due to the Body Sect. Yet despite this, Yu Yuanzhen still didn't want to provoke them, which was telling of the Body Sect's immense power.
Yu Tianheng had witnessed the strength of Zhong Li from the Body Sect during the disciple acceptance ceremony. With ease, Zhong Li had crushed a mountain with just a casual gesture.
"I don't know."
"…"
You don't know, yet you gave them our spots!
That's... incredibly risk-averse.
When the Body Sect was mentioned, it wasn't their three thousand Body Soul Masters that came to mind, but rather the Martial God Douluo, Zhong Li! Without Zhong Li, there would be no Body Sect.
Even Dugu Yan, usually arrogant and defiant, fell silent when she heard that the younger generation of the Body Sect was involved. She couldn't say anything—Zhong Li had once saved both her and her grandfather's lives.
"Sigh…"
In the end, the group sighed, and their leader, Yu Tianheng, spoke up. "Dean Meng, we understand. We'll follow the academy's arrangements."
They weren't fools. They understood why Meng Shenji and the others were doing this. After all, if they had to offend one side, choosing to offend the weaker party—them—was the safest option.
If they were in Meng Shenji's position, they would have made the same choice.
"Yes, for you all, this experience is necessary."
"True strength comes from battle…"
If Yu Tianheng and the others still didn't realize they were being brushed off with polite words, then something would be seriously wrong with their heads. After a few more perfunctory exchanges, they finally left the deans' office.
"Boss, are you really okay with this?" Yu Feng asked with a solemn expression.
"Even if I'm not, what can I do?"
Was Yu Tianheng okay with it?
How could he be!
If it had only been Xiao Shiyu, he could have accepted it since they genuinely couldn't defeat him.
But that so-called younger generation of the Body Sect, how could they just step aside without even knowing their strength?
"Boss, when they come to the academy, how about we test their strength?"
If they win, they can beat those guys and vent their frustrations. If they lose, it's only because their strength is lacking, and they deserve to give up their spots.
Hearing this, the group thought for a moment, and their eyes brightened. After all, it would just be a "friendly" sparring match, so they wouldn't risk offending the other side.
"Alright!"
Yu Tianheng's eyes gleamed with determination as he agreed.
"Let's go, time to train! Train harder and get to our peak condition!"
"Then, we'll release all this pent-up frustration!"
At the same time, deep in the mountains, the members of the Body Sect were all gathered.
Under the waterfall, dozens of people were climbing upstream using only their arm strength, battling the force of the waterfall as they ascended.
In the lake, others were being held underwater, not allowed to surface until the designated time.
Even spies observing the scene were shocked. This training was life-threatening!
No wonder the Martial God Douluo was so powerful—it turned out this was how they trained.
Weight training while climbing a mountain, falling down the slopes...
While climbing with weights could help strengthen the body and had some benefits for their second martial soul awakening, it wasn't much.
But being thrown down the mountain? That wasn't just training—it was designed to stimulate the Body Soul Masters! Of course, safety measures had been put in place.
Thanks to these precautions, no one had died, but the training effect wasn't as extreme as it could be.
There was no other option, though. If they followed the more brutal training methods from the future of the Body Sect, out of these three thousand disciples, maybe only three hundred would survive.
It was very possible only one in ten would make it through!
After all, the second awakening of a Body Martial Soul didn't come without its price.
On this day, Du Bafang, acting sect master, gathered all disciples under the age of twenty-three.
One of the requirements for participating in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament was that competitors had to be under the age of twenty-five.
With about a year and a half left before the start of the preliminary rounds, that's why Du Bafang only called for those aged twenty-three and younger.
As he looked at the hundreds of excited disciples in front of him, Du Bafang's expression didn't change at all.
"I know all of you want to participate in the tournament, but there are only seven spots... No, there are only six spots available!"
"Fight for them. The last six people still standing will earn those spots!"
"Oh, by the way, the sect master said that those who participate in the tournament will receive a special reward..."
Already brimming with fiery energy, this final statement pushed the young Soul Masters past the tipping point!
Fight!
For this period, there would be no brothers among them.
No one would team up. Their only goal was to knock down everyone around them and be the last one standing.
In an instant, hundreds of them activated their martial souls, and the battle erupted into chaos.
Seeing this, Du Bafang nodded with satisfaction.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and in an instant, he vanished from where he stood.
When he reappeared, two black-clad figures had appeared beside him.
The two men felt a chill run down their spines, cold sweat forming on their foreheads.
Both were spies at the Soul Saint level, among the best of their kind. They hadn't expected that Du Bafang, also a Soul Saint, would be able to detect their presence.
Wait, something wasn't right!
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