Chapter 105: The Discarded Pawn Qin Ming, The Mimicked Cultivation Ground
Chen Xin took a step forward, the Sword Intent on his body growing even more piercing: "What's more, you simply don't understand Lin Yuan!"
"I have communicated with him. Although that child is young, he has already cultivated 'Spear Intent'!"
"That is a Concept that can only be comprehended through life-and-death struggles and an extremely deep understanding of one's own Spirit!"
"For weapon-type Spirits, especially those like spears and swords, cultivation most emphasizes that unyielding, forward-moving Aura! It's the sharp edge that would rather break than bend!"
"As a teacher, you actually want to'suppress' such sharpness?"
"Are you trying to ruin him?!"
"Once his edge is ground down by you, his spear will be ruined!"
These words struck Qin Ming like a giant bell, making his eardrums buzz.
His face turned pale and then flushed. He opened his mouth but found himself unable to refute.
Because what Chen Xin said was right.
He was using that set of moderate principles for teaching ordinary Spirit Masters to teach a Genius of the attack system possessing ultimate sharpness.
This in itself was a mistake.
Chen Xin shook his head, disappointment overflowing in his eyes.
"You'd better think carefully about your actions."
"Lin Yuan's Heart-Nature is far more mature than you imagine."
"Moreover," Chen Xin looked deeply at Qin Ming, "the existence behind Lin Yuan is someone even I... might have to look up to."
"His instruction is not something for a mere Spirit King like you to worry about."
"What's more..." Chen Xin delivered a final blow, striking right at Qin Ming's sore spot, "your so-called 'Genius' title, in the eyes of true powerhouses, is nothing special."
"If I recall correctly, your fifth spirit ring isn't even ten-thousand-year, is it?"
Boom!
That statement wasn't very damaging, but it was extremely insulting!
Qin Ming's body trembled violently, the last trace of color draining from his face.
In the eyes of ordinary Spirit Masters, whether a fifth spirit ring is thousand-year or ten-thousand-year doesn't seem to make much difference.
But in the circles of true top-tier powerhouses, of Titled Douluo.
A fifth spirit ring that isn't ten-thousand-year means insufficient talent! Insufficient foundation!
This meant Qin Ming's future ceiling was, at best, around level ninety-one or ninety-two, with absolutely no chance of touching the threshold of a Super Douluo!
For the proud and arrogant Qin Ming, this was a deeply painful blow.
If Lin Yuan had been present, he would have certainly sighed in amazement, never having imagined Chen Xin's tongue could be so vicious... After the reprimand.
Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi did not linger in the dean's office.
After learning Lin Yuan's dormitory location from Meng Shenji, the two turned and left.
Leaving only a deathly silence within the committee office.
Meng Shenji watched their departing figures, then looked at Qin Ming standing there, dejected and lost.
He sighed softly, walked over, and patted Qin Ming on the back: "Qin Ming..."
"You may leave as well. Rest for a couple of days, adjust your state."
Qin Ming nodded dazedly, turned, and walked out of the office.
Watching Qin Ming's slightly hunched back, a complex glint flashed in Meng Shenji's shrewd old eyes.
"fifth spirit ring only thousand-year..."
"A background even Sword Douluo has to look up to..."
Meng Shenji murmured to himself.
Chen Xin's words just now had not only enlightened Qin Ming, but also enlightened him.
He had originally been cultivating Qin Ming as a future pillar of the academy, preparing to gradually allocate massive resources, a point that had already been reported to the royal family.
But now it seemed, Qin Ming's ceiling was already locked.
And that Lin Yuan was the true dragon lurking in the depths!
"Perhaps, it's time to adjust the direction of the academy's resource allocation."
Meng Shenji made a decision in his heart. Compared to a Qin Ming destined never to become a Super Douluo,
that Lin Yuan, with his mysterious background, prodigious talent, and close ties to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School,
was the true future of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy!
Moreover, Qin Ming had now offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Dugu Bo, so their royal family naturally had no need to invest in Qin Ming anymore.
Clearly, in Meng Shenji's eyes, Qin Ming was already a discarded pawn... Dugu Bo's Residence.
"Grandfather, Lin Yuan has already been enrolled for so many days, aren't you planning to go see him?" Dugu Yan shook Dugu Bo's arm.
Dugu Bo chuckled: "What? Yan Yan, didn't I just send someone to warn Qin Ming?"
Dugu Yan: "That's different. You just said School Master Ning and Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School left the palace heading straight for the academy, so they must be going to find Lin Yuan."
"Grandfather, aren't you anxious about the poison in your body? Lin Yuan's teacher said back then that Lin Yuan knows how to help us detoxify. That Detoxification Pill only works for three years, and it's been almost two years now."
"Besides, since Lin Yuan is here, aren't you curious about who his teacher is?"
Dugu Bo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Alright, then I'll go with you to the academy."
Dugu Bo was indeed a bit interested in the teacher behind Lin Yuan.
As for why he hadn't gone to ask Lin Yuan about the detoxification method?
The reason was actually quite simple: Lin Yuan was too young.
He believed Lin Yuan's future achievements were immeasurable, but the current Lin Yuan was only eight years old. Having an eight-year-old kid detoxify him?
He found the idea somewhat laughable.
However, since his granddaughter had said so, it was time to make an appearance... Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Back Mountain Mimicked Cultivation Ground.
This was the academy's core area, built at great expense to simulate various extreme environments suitable for cultivating different Spirits.
At this moment, Lin Yuan was situated within a Mimicry Environment named "Ancient Battlefield Ruins."
Surrounding him were broken walls and ruins, with howling winds and an air thick with the solemn, iron-blooded Aura of slaughter.
This environment was practically heaven for Spirits possessing a killing attribute.
Lin Yuan, holding the god slaying spear, moved like lightning, darting through the ruins.
Every spear thrust was accompanied by a stream of dark light. Wherever the spear tip passed, even the air was torn, emitting sharp cracking sounds.
"Exhilarating!"
Lin Yuan stopped his movement and let out a long, deep breath.
He could feel that cultivating here was rapidly improving his comprehension of "Spear Intent."
"This mimicked cultivation environment really has some tricks to it. Whether it's for simulated combat or meditative cultivation, it's quite impressive."
Just as Lin Yuan was preparing to practice another set of spear techniques,
a low, respectful voice suddenly sounded directly in his mind.
"My Lord."
"Two powerful Auras are approaching."
"One of them possesses very strong Sword Intent, likely a level ninety-six Super Douluo."
"The other Aura is weaker, but has also reached the Peak of a seventy-ninth level Spirit Saint."
It was a warning from Zhao Yun, hidden in the shadows!
Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed, then the corner of his mouth lifted in a knowing smile. Who else could it be but Chen Xin, the Sword Dao, and Ning Fengzhi?
He put away the god slaying spear, straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, and transmitted a message through their connection: "Courtesy Name of Zhao Yun, no need for alarm. It's an old friend coming."