In a clearing in a forest, two people sat by a burning fire—one cross-legged, the other lying on the ground.
After a while, the man lying down opened his eyes. He shifted slightly, but the pain coursing through his body made him suck in a sharp breath.
Shhhh—the sound of his pained breathing escaped him.
This person was Tang San. As for the man in tattered clothes sitting nearby, he was Tang Hao.
"Dad!"
As soon as Tang San saw him, he excitedly jumped up from the ground.
"Ouch…"
A groan of pain followed as he inhaled sharply. A trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth.
Yet despite his injuries, Tang San's spirit was still filled with excitement.
It had been eight years. Tang Hao had abandoned him for eight whole years without a word.
"Sit down."
Tang Hao pointed at the ground.
Tang San quickly sat in front of him. Looking around, he realized it was just the two of them.
"Don't worry. No one followed us," Tang Hao assured.
Tang San smiled bitterly.
He wasn't worried about being pursued. What he longed for was to see the figure in his dreams, the shadow and voice of Xiao Wu.
"You're looking for her, aren't you?" Tang Hao asked.
"Dad, you know everything?" Tang San asked in surprise.
"No one knows a son better than his father. How could you hide your feelings for her from me? But the person she cares about is Ye Feng," Tang Hao reminded him.
"Sincerity can move mountains and stones. One day, I believe I'll win her over," Tang San said firmly.
"Enough. I don't care about your personal feelings. But as for Ye Feng, from now on, you must draw a clear line with him."
"Why?"
"I'll explain when the time is right. Just know that you and he are destined to be enemies. There is no other possibility."
"Mm."
Tang San nodded.
He didn't dwell on Tang Hao's reasoning. His thoughts returned to the arena, to the moment Ye Feng killed him.
He admitted Ye Feng was strong.
But he refused to admit defeat.
If hidden weapons had been allowed in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, who could say who would have won?
Beyond his twin martial spirits, he still had the Tang Sect's hidden weapons that he had yet to unleash.
"The Grandmaster is dead, but you're still alive. From now on, you'll follow my arrangements and undergo my training. Although Grandmaster was knowledgeable, there are things even he couldn't teach you."
"Alright, Dad."
"It's also my fault for not teaching you the Clear Sky Sect's true techniques earlier."
"The true techniques of the Clear Sky Sect? Isn't that the Disorder Wind Hammer Method?"
"Of course not. You should know this already—the Disorder Wind Hammer Method has a fatal flaw. It relies on the opponent's strength to maximize its power. The Clear Sky Sect has three unique techniques. In addition to the Disorder Wind Hammer Method, there is also the Clear Sky Nine Wonders, which consists of nine different power-generating techniques using the Clear Sky Hammer. And finally, there is a sect-protecting secret art that only those approved by the elders can learn."
"A secret art of the sect?" Tang San was shocked.
He had thought the Disorder Wind Hammer Method was already powerful. But now, his father was telling him there was an even stronger technique.
"Yes. It's called the Great Sumeru Hammer," Tang Hao revealed.
"The Great Sumeru Hammer…" Tang San murmured. After a brief pause, he asked, "Dad, you just said only those approved by the elders can learn the Great Sumeru Hammer. Isn't teaching it to me against the rules of the Clear Sky Sect?"
"Your talent is the strongest in the Clear Sky Sect in a hundred years. One day, you will return to your roots. Whether or not you'll be punished by the elders will depend on your own strength."
"I understand, Dad. I will train hard," Tang San promised.
"Good. Now, come with me. I'll take you somewhere more suitable for your training," Tang Hao said.
"Alright."
After eight years of separation, Tang San instinctively chose to obey his father's words.
Tang Hao stood up, a trace of hesitation flickering in his eyes. "Xiao San… eight years have passed. Do you hate me for abandoning you?"
"No, I don't hate you," Tang San shook his head.
"Why?" Tang Hao asked.
"Because you are my father. You gave me life. Without you, there would be no me. A child has no right to blame his parents," Tang San replied.
Tang Hao's heart clenched.
Looking at his fourteen-year-old son, he could no longer suppress his emotions. He suddenly pulled Tang San into a tight embrace.
But Tang Hao overlooked one thing.
In his past life, Tang San had been an orphan. He had never known parental love.
And in this life, though he had a father, it was no different from not having one.
Eight years.
He had been abandoned at the age of seven.
For eight years, his father had never sought him out—at least, not that he knew of.
Other children celebrated their birthdays with their parents.
But what about him? No cake. No gifts. Not even the simple wish of a happy birthday.
In Tang San's heart, fully forgiving Tang Hao was not so easy.
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The next morning…
"Move out!"
At Ye Feng's call, the Shrek Eleven strode down the street with their heads held high. Countless spirit masters silently wished them luck.
At Heaven Dou Imperial Academy—
Xue Ke: "Shrek Academy, the honor of the Heaven Dou Empire rests on you."
At God Wind Academy—
Feng Xiaotian: "Ye Feng, you defeated me once before. You have to win."
At Skywater Academy—
Shui Bing'er: "Ye Feng, my parents have agreed that you can date both my sister and me at the same time. But you must win. If you win the championship, even my grandfather won't interfere with our relationship!"
At Blazing Academy—
Huo Wu: "Go, Ye Feng! If you win, I'll give myself to you tonight—not just a massage and washing your feet, but everything."
At Poison Douluo's side—
Dugu Bo: "Little monster, you must go all the way!"
Blessings poured in from all directions.
As Ye Feng arrived at the final competition venue, the rest of Shrek Academy was momentarily stunned.
Listening to the referee's introduction, Ning Rongrong stared in shock at the blonde woman standing in the opposing camp.
"You… you're actually Qian Renxue?!"
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