Jing Shaoyu was brought to the crown of the Golden Tree by Yun Ming, where it seemed to touch the heavens. He could reach out and almost grasp a large expanse of white cotton—no, clouds.
"Kid, you are Jing Shaoyu? Do you know who I am?" Yun Ming tossed Jing Shaoyu onto a patch of clouds, his voice tinged with impatience.
Jing Shaoyu, treated this way, remained calm and unhurried. He slowly stood up, brushed off nonexistent dust from his clothes, and adjusted his attire. His unhurried movements elicited a hint of admiration and satisfaction in Yun Ming's eyes, but it quickly turned into displeasure.
Jing Shaoyu was unaware that by simply standing straight and looking directly into Yun Ming's eyes, he was already making a statement. He said, without being servile or arrogant, "I am Jing Shaoyu, a direct disciple of the Sky Phoenix Douluo, Leng Yaozhu. I greet you, Lord Sky Qingtian Douluo."
"What did you say?" A look of surprise and disbelief crossed Yun Ming's calm face as he asked, "You are a disciple of Leng Yaozhu?"
"Yes," Jing Shaoyu nodded. He hadn't intended to bring up Leng Yaozhu so soon, but given Yun Ming's demeanor upon meeting him, it was clear that he wanted to assert dominance. To avoid being at a disadvantage, he had no choice but to reveal his cards.
Yun Ming studied Jing Shaoyu, his gaze inscrutable, making it impossible to guess his thoughts, which left Jing Shaoyu feeling somewhat anxious. However, he had no other option but to wait in silence.
"Since you are a disciple of the Sky Phoenix, why have you come to my Shrek Academy?"
After a long pause, Yun Ming spoke again, his handsome and refined face exuding an aura of authority without anger. His bright eyes were deep and dark, as if they could penetrate into the hearts of others.
"Uh, is it not allowed?" Jing Shaoyu was momentarily taken aback.
"Of course it is allowed," Yun Ming shook his head with a smile, "I'm just curious. Since you are a disciple of the Sky Phoenix, why not cultivate in the Spirit Transfer Pagoda instead of coming to my Shrek Academy?"
"I'm not from the Spirit Transfer Pagoda, so why should I cultivate there?" Jing Shaoyu waved his hand, showing a look of exasperation.
"So you were just accepted as a disciple by the Sky Phoenix and haven't joined the Spirit Transfer Pagoda!" Yun Ming suddenly realized, then smiled and said, "Why not join the Spirit Transfer Pagoda? As a disciple of the Sky Phoenix, if you joined, you would surely receive focused training, right? Didn't the Sky Phoenix tell you this?"
"She did, but I don't want to join the Spirit Transfer Pagoda," Jing Shaoyu waved his hand dismissively, "Joining the Spirit Transfer Pagoda or the Tang Sect is meaningless. With my talent, I will definitely become a Title Douluo in the future. I don't want to dedicate my life to a single organization."
"Interesting thoughts, interesting confidence." Upon hearing Jing Shaoyu's explanation, Yun Ming chuckled lightly, "So you came to my Shrek Academy?"
"Yes, at least Shrek Academy is relatively free; I can leave whenever I want," Jing Shaoyu replied, "Moreover, I'm very glad that if I hadn't come to Shrek Academy, I probably wouldn't have reunited with Na'er."
Upon hearing Jing Shaoyu mention Na'er, Yun Ming's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Kid, even if you are a disciple of the Sky Phoenix, if you dare to bully Na'er, I will not let you off! Now tell me, how do you plan to handle your relationships with those girls around you?"
Hearing this, Jing Shaoyu's heart suddenly grew heavy. He knew that whether he could gain Yun Ming's approval depended on his next answer. He wore a serious expression and earnestly expressed his true thoughts: "In my heart, they are as important as Na'er. I will not give up any of them for Na'er, nor will I give up Na'er for any of them. I will not let any of them leave my side!"
Jing Shaoyu's words were resolute, his eyes shining with unyielding determination and courage, showing no signs of fear in front of Yun Ming.
Yun Ming listened to Jing Shaoyu's words in silence, his gaze indifferent as he stared at him, revealing no emotion. It was unclear whether he was angry or feeling something else, as he quietly observed Jing Shaoyu.
Seeing Yun Ming's lack of response, Jing Shaoyu felt a bit anxious, but he still held his ground and met Yun Ming's gaze. At this moment, he could not show any sign of weakness.
"Hehe!" After an unknown amount of time, Yun Ming suddenly let out an ambiguous laugh.
Jing Shaoyu felt a wave of tension rise in his heart from Yun Ming's laughter. Before he could ponder Yun Ming's intentions, Yun Ming spoke directly, saying, "You are quite honest. To embrace both sides and enjoy the blessings of many, hehe, ask yourself, what gives you the right? Not to mention that as Na'er's teacher, I will not allow her to be with a man who is not devoted. What gives you the right to have the families of those other girls accept you?"
"..." Jing Shaoyu fell silent for a moment, then spoke steadily, "By my strength! If anyone tries to stop me from being with Na'er and the others, I will use my strength to make them agree!"
As he said this, he looked directly at Yun Ming. This provocative behavior, which could be seen as reckless, actually earned him a bit of respect in Yun Ming's eyes.
Yun Ming appreciated this spirit. After all, when he faced opposition to being with Ya Li, he had also relied on his strength to silence everyone, making them dare not speak out. But admiration was one thing; it did not sway him.
He sneered and said, "Talking about strength in front of me, not bad, you are a man. I appreciate you, but what qualifications does a healing-type Soul Master have to talk about strength? Or do you plan to have Na'er and those girls fight for you? Stand in front of you?"
A terrifying aura, as imposing as a mountain and as deep as the sea, erupted from Yun Ming, pressing down on Jing Shaoyu without reservation.
"Hmph!" Jing Shaoyu let out a muffled grunt, his body involuntarily bending down, but the contempt from Yun Ming ignited his rebelliousness and anger, causing him to brace his back and refuse to bow. He sneered and said, "Although I am a healing-type Soul Master, my talent is high enough! I believe that when a healing-type Soul Master at the Limit Douluo level extends an invitation, no one will refuse, right?"
As he spoke, a burst of emerald green light erupted from his body, followed by the appearance of the emerald-like Crown of Nature, the four-winged Origin Wings, and four black Soul Rings. The Primal Spirit manifested, significantly reducing the pressure he felt, allowing him to finally catch his breath.
"Naive!" A flicker of surprise crossed Yun Ming's eyes, then he lightly reprimanded, "A healing-type Soul Master at the Limit Douluo level is still a healing-type Soul Master! If you lack sufficient strength, you will only become a blood bag for other Limit Douluo or major powers!"
"How can that be…" Jing Shaoyu was about to retort but realized that Yun Ming was right, and his voice involuntarily trailed off.
Seeing him silent, Yun Ming's cold smile remained, "So, what else do you have to say? As a man, you surely don't want to rely on women to fulfill your fantasy of embracing both sides, do you?"
"I admit, healing-type Soul Masters indeed lack the ability to change things," Jing Shaoyu said in a deep voice, his tone initially heavy but then rising, "But what if it's a strong attack-type Soul Master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Shaoyu suddenly raised his head, and his aura transformed in an instant. A flicker of brutality, danger, madness, and bloodthirst flashed in his eyes. He then extended his left hand, and a pitch-black long spear suddenly appeared in his grasp. A fierce and deadly aura erupted from the spear, forcefully breaking through Yun Ming's overwhelming pressure.
Initially, Yun Ming did not pay much attention to Jing Shaoyu's sudden movement, but the appearance of the spear that shattered the pressure made him show a look of surprise. He instinctively looked at the spear in Jing Shaoyu's hand, his eyes revealing admiration and curiosity. As the strongest weapon Soul Master in the current Soul Master world, Yun Ming recognized the uniqueness and extraordinary nature of the spear at a glance.
"Dual Martial Souls!" A hint of surprise involuntarily crept into Yun Ming's voice as he said softly, "Good kid, you've hidden yourself quite well!"
"Hehe, hehe," Jing Shaoyu tightly gripped the spear, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to his light body, but he still shot Yun Ming a provocative glance, smiling, "So, do I have the qualifications to talk about strength now?"
"..." Yun Ming was momentarily speechless, then broke into a light laugh, "Not enough! Dual Martial Souls indeed have great potential, but until they grow, you still lack the qualifications to talk about strength in front of me. However…"
Yun Ming's words initially made Jing Shaoyu's heart sink, but the subsequent turn gave him a glimmer of hope.
"However, I am willing to give you a chance," Yun Ming said seriously, "I promise as Na'er's teacher, if one day you can defeat me, I will no longer stop you from being with Na'er. Before that, I can allow Na'er to interact with you, but that's all."
"Alright! That day won't be far off!" Jing Shaoyu's eyes instantly sparkled with excitement as he exclaimed.
"Haha, I hope your actions live up to your confidence!" Yun Ming laughed heartily, then waved his
hand, and Jing Shaoyu felt darkness envelop him once more.
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