Lin Guang thought for a mont, considering Chelina's complex identity, and vaguely said, "Her na is Chelina, the sa as Lisa."
This was indeed the truth, from every perspective.
Yet, in the ears of Principal Liu, who was unaware of the matters of the Divine Heart Association, these words automatically translated into seven words.
Purple Legendary Level Potential.
Liu Feifan couldn't help but beam with joy: "Good! Very good!"
Impressive! Truly impressive!
After these nurous revelations, Liu Feifan had developed an almost superstitious trust in Lin Guang.
The madness induced by magical creatures, the side effects, none of it mattered.
In his heart, Lin Guang, with his practice of the Equal Contract, didn't experience any post-contract impact on combat power, and the burden was minimal.
Within manageable limits, the more contract partners a Spirit Master has, the better, especially if it's a purple legendary level Magical Beast?
Yet, in the blink of an eye, he inexplicably sensed a subtle, tense aura between the two girls standing behind Lin Guang.
The mindset and logic of the Terrans were no different from humans, one could say that apart from their magical identity, they were essentially like wilderness people.
Vishdair and Chelina…
Principal Liu looked at Lin Guang's handso face, which was a little overly so, and vaguely thought of a possibility, shuddering slightly.
Lin Guang t his gaze, his dark golden eyes blinked slightly.
Everything was understood without words.
"Your strength is already robust enough, so today you will go to the largest venue."
The principal sighed sympathetically and changed the subject, leading Lin Guang towards the depths of the arena, to the largest battle platform.
As soon as Lin Guang stepped into the edge of the venue, he spotted a charming silhouette in a white coat in the spectator seats.
He paused slightly: "...Teacher?"
Liu Feifan nodded, smiling cheerfully: "I'm not a genius, but I've seen many geniuses, and I suspect that your actual combat power could match up to quite a few Spirit Masters at Tier Four."
"Collisions at this level are no joke, I'm afraid of any accidents, so I inford your teacher, Dr. Kaiwen, wanted her to arrange an assistant to take a look, didn't expect she would co in person."
"It seems you hold significant weight in her heart."
"..."
Lin Guang made distant eye contact with Dr. Kaiwen, whose gaze was calm, but his heart inexplicably jumped.
He understood.
Although he told Kaiwen he had a way to alleviate symptoms, whether it was true was uncertain, that's why she chose to observe.
Winning or losing might not matter.
But if he makes any mistakes on stage today... there might be trouble.
Fortunately, he wasn't just bluffing, the acupuncture applied was quite effective, indeed calming the Sea of Spirit temporarily.
Lin Guang refocused his attention and looked to the side.
He saw a brown-haired youth with a sowhat maverick hairstyle, standing beside a handso gentleman, watching him intently.
The two exchanged glances across a dozen ters.
No words were exchanged, a platinum shimr flickered in the eyes of the other.
Lin Guang squinted slightly, the dark golden fla in his eyes rising as well.
In an instant, two spiritual forces, along with an invisible will, collided, intertwined, and twisted in the air.
But ultimately, neither could prevail over the other.
While neither side revealed their full strength, rely testing, the action was enough to make everyone present feel a tension in the air.
Yet, as the atmosphere thickened.
The young man subtly smirked: "Blue Talent? Do you think I would believe that?"
The brown-haired youth suddenly raised his left hand, wrapped in tattered bandages, slowly covering his left face, his half-blood handso face, though less so than Lin Guang, displayed a look of disdain.
He spoke in a low tone: "A charlatan, daring to deceive the 'Seventh Fallen Celestial Demon King'."
"Ignorant!"
"..."
"..."
"...?"
In a brief mont, everyone present was montarily stunned.
The tension dissipated instantly.
Lisa, Vishdair... even Chelina had slight, subtle expressions.
Vishdair nudged Lin Guang with her elbow, quietly asking, "Is this the formidable enemy you ntioned?"
"...Maintaining such an individualistic stance is indeed a testant to strength."
Having just tested a little, Lin Guang didn't disparage the other, only mildly comnted.
——If not strong enough, such talk would have earned him a beating by those who dislike him.
But at these words, the brown-haired youth's eyes suddenly flickered with a glint, he then scrutinized Lin Guang's group more closely, and when looking back at Lin Guang, his hostility surprisingly lessened sowhat.
?
Lin Guang was completely baffled this ti.
At this mont, the handso man behind the young boy coughed hard several tis, breaking the awkward atmosphere. He stepped forward and shook hands with Lin Guang: "Nice to et you, Lin Guang. I'm Du Tingbei, an old war buddy of your principal."
"This is my son, Du Qing."
"Hello, Uncle Du."
After the greetings, Du Tingbei gave a warm smile, seemingly wanting to say sothing to Lin Guang. But the next mont, Du Qing, standing beside him, suddenly lowered his left hand, which had been covering half of his face.
In an instant.
A powerful, sacred, and authoritative aura was released from his body. The platinum radiance in his eyes was no longer concealed. The surrounding ether flow was also disrupted, with dense platinum light beams and shadows appearing several ters around,
looking like angel wings interwoven and wrapped around his body.
The black trench coat and punk outfit he wore gave off a gothic vibe.
Evidently, the boy nad Du Qing had activated his talent.
Lin Guang raised an eyebrow, recognizing sothing - was this a Western angel or Divine Gift type of talent?
Then why did he na himself the "Seventh Fallen Celestial Demon King"?
This doesn't seem to be sothing simple like a re craze for the dark.
Everyone knows that a talent is a reflection of one's soul.
Although personality can be developed over ti, it wouldn't beco completely contradictory to one's nature.
Just as a fire talent wouldn't consider becoming a swimming coach, an ice talent wouldn't enjoy the hot sumr.
If he's really just acting out, he should claim to be a Divine Apostle or sothing.
Darkness, Fallen Heaven?
Could it be so special...?
He slightly turned his head, looking at Vishdair.
At this mont, the silver-haired girl licked her lips with her crimson tongue, showing a serious yet excited expression.
She clearly sensed sothing as well.
It was a feeling of being suppressed... like facing a natural enemy.
Du Qing, under the effects he created, took a slight step, moving in front of Lin Guang's group.
"Challenging beyond one's level is reckless... but I respect such courage."
The youthful boy slightly raised his head: "Alright then, I'll grant you the right to decide the battle rules."
"..."
Lin Guang sighed softly, took off his glasses, stored them in his spiritual artifact, and gently extended his hand.
The right hand, wearing the Red Lotus Gloves, glowed faintly like jade, brushing his bangs back.
In that mont, his hairstyle altered subtly, and the dark golden fire in his eyes began to burn fiercely, his deanor changing abruptly.
Lin Guang said calmly, "Three moves to decide the winner."
"Oh?"
Du Qing, noticing the equally transford Lin Guang, grinned with interest: "Then I won't take advantage of you either."
"Your level and training ti are behind, and even if your main strength is also Tier Two, your other spirit beasts likely can't match the level."
"So let's go one-on-one."
The two said no more, directly walking toward the field.
—Since there's no need to adjust the board, they went right in.
Liu Feifan had already walked to Du Tingbei's side, sighing lightly: "Both young ones are quite stubborn, huh."
It's said to be friendly exchange, friendship first and competition second, but who really thinks that way?
Even though they're on completely different levels, Liu Feifan is still trying every way to boost Lin Guang's strength. He even recomnded a field that favored fire attributes during a prior phone call, but Lin Guang refused.
However, for just a few moves, it shouldn't be a problem... Liu Feifan thought.
Du Tingbei didn't speak, but his expression gradually turned grim.
Liu Feifan noticed sothing amiss, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong, old Du?"
"That silver-haired, red-horned Terran girl, is she Lin Guang's main battle partner?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"Demonic class magical beast?"
"As far as I know, yes, why?"
"...This isn't a fair fight," Du Tingbei took a deep breath.
"What? I know there's a level and training gap; that was already agreed upon."
"It's not just the level... Aqing's talent is Sequence Number 437, 'Wings of the Morning Star.'"
"And his initial partner is an angel class spirit beast that restrains demons."
"What?! Oh no!"
Liu Feifan quickly turned back, looking at the two whose auras had already locked onto each other, realizing it was impossible to stop them now, and his face turned a bit grim.
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