Chapitre 11: Celebration
"Wait!" Yu Xiaogang suddenly shouted as Yuan and his group were about to leave.
Yuan stopped, turning back with an annoyed expression. "What is it?" he asked, his voice tinged with impatience.
"That doesn't count!" Yu Xiaogang declared, stepping forward.
"What do you mean?" Yuan asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yu Xiaogang crossed his arms. "She isn't your disciple, just a friend. Moreover, she didn't even use her spirit ring ability. Instead, she used a self-created spirit skill that she learned from her grandfather. That's not a fair fight!"
Yuan stared at him incredulously before bursting into laughter. "Are you an idiot?"
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red with anger. "Watch your words!" he growled.
"I don't need to," Yuan shot back coldly. "The rules were clear. You were the one who said both could fight without holding back. It's your fault if your student lost. Don't shift the blame."
Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his pride stinging from Yuan's words. "This isn't over," he muttered under his breath, but Yuan simply shook his head in disbelief and turned to leave with his companions.
"Pathetic," Yuan said quietly as he walked away, ignoring the glares from the so-called "Grandmaster."
"By the way, was that Celestial Tyrant Art you used back there, Yanyan?" Sisi asked curiously, glancing at Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan smiled and nodded. "Yes, thanks to Yuan, who gave us this art. Now I can defeat someone like Tang San even without relying on my spirit ring skills," she said proudly.
Sisi nodded in approval. "You're talented, too. Reaching the first stage so easily is impressive."
Yuan, walking beside them, also nodded in agreement. The white sheen that had surrounded Dugu Yan during the fight was the result of achieving the first stage of the Celestial Tyrant Art—the White Tyrant Form.
The Celestial Tyrant Art was divided into ten levels, with the White Tyrant being the lowest. After it came the Yellow Tyrant Form, and so on, much like the progression of spirit ring colors.
"With this art, the more we master it, the stronger we'll become," Yuan said, smiling at the two. "But don't get complacent. The higher levels will require much more effort and perseverance."
Both girls nodded, as Yuan continued to go to the restaurant to celebrate their First Spirit ring.
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Back with Yu Xiaogang, he was now carrying the unconscious Tang San toward the academy's healing spirit master to treat his injuries. Suddenly, he found his path blocked by three young girls standing before him.
These girls, despite appearing to be only six or seven years old, were strikingly beautiful, their charm evident even at such a young age.
"Who are you three?" Yu Xiaogang asked, his brows furrowing as he examined them.
The pink-haired girl stepped forward confidently. "We heard you're the Grandmaster. Can you teach us?" she asked, her voice filled with expectation. The black-haired girl beside her nodded, her gaze sharp and focused.
Yu Xiaogang straightened his posture, pride swelling within him. "I am the Grandmaster. Let me see your Spirit Certificates," he said, holding out his hand.
The three girls exchanged glances before handing over their Spirit Certificates.
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened as he read them aloud:
"Snake Martial Spirit, Innate Level 1!"
"Harpoon Martial Spirit, Innate Level 1!"
"Spider Martial Spirit, Innate Level 1!"
He scoffed, throwing the certificates back at them. "Trash. You're not even worth teaching," he said dismissively, turning and walking away.
The three girls watched him leave. The white-haired girl, none other than Bo Saixi, crossed her arms with a smirk. "I told you he'd react like this. This system reincarnated us for a reason—to show us his true colors," she said, retrieving the certificates and handing them back to her companions, Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong.
The system's voice echoed in their minds:
[Now do you believe me?]
Bo Saixi nodded. "I've believed you all along. It's these two who had their doubts," she said, gesturing to Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong.
Liu Erlong frowned but remained silent. Bibi Dong sighed deeply, clutching the certificate in her hand.
[Good. Now go and complete the first task I've assigned to you.]
Liu Erlong scoffed. "Hmph. I still think Yuan might be like Yu Xiaogang. Men like them are all the same," she said bitterly.
Bibi Dong didn't respond, but her expression was complicated as she looked at the retreating back of Yu Xiaogang. Was I wrong about him? she thought to herself.
Unlike Liu Erlong, who held onto her anger, Bibi Dong began to question everything. Is this really his true face? She had always believed in caring for spirit masters, no matter their spirit or innate level, but seeing Yu Xiaogang so coldly dismiss them planted seeds of doubt in her heart.
For the first time, Bibi Dong wondered if Yu Xiaogang's image as a kind and wise teacher was nothing more than a facade.
"We will see," Bo Saixi said with a smirk, leading Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong toward Yuan. Before long, they arrived at a restaurant where Yuan was sitting with two girls, laughing and eating together.
Bo Saixi smiled warmly as she approached their table, her two "sisters" following close behind.
"Hello," she greeted, drawing Yuan's attention.
Yuan turned to face her, his gaze settling on the white-haired girl before him. "Hello. Can I help you with something?" he asked politely.
Bo Saixi gestured to herself and the others. "My name is Zhang Yue," she introduced. "These are my sisters, Zhang Mei," she said, motioning to Liu Erlong, "and Zhang Ling," nodding toward Bibi Dong.
"We saw how your friend defeated Tang San, who is said to be the strongest in the academy. Can you make us stronger too?" she asked directly.
Yuan leaned back in his chair, thinking for a moment before responding with a nod. "Sure, I can help. But my methods are painful and require a lot of hard work. Are you three willing to endure that?"
Zhang Mei tilted her head, curiosity shining in her dark eyes. "Don't you want to see our Spirit Certificates first?" she asked.
Yuan chuckled softly, meeting her questioning gaze. "No, I don't need to," he said confidently. "I can help you grow stronger regardless of whether your innate spirit power is level 1 or level 10."
The three girls exchanged glances, surprised by his confidence. Zhang Yue's lips curled into a smile as she spoke. "We're ready for anything you have to offer," she said firmly.
Yuan nodded, pleased by their resolve. "Good. Then we'll start tomorrow. Be prepared—this won't be easy," he warned.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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