Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

In Morning, the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena was already teeming with people.

The preliminary rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament were nearing their end, yet the audience's enthusiasm showed no signs of waning.

In the rest area, many team members were already present. Some appeared solemn, while others looked completely relaxed.

"Captain, Teacher... he's likely fallen."

A member of the Canghui Team spoke with a heavy expression.

It wasn't that they cared much about Shinian's death but rather about the thousand-year head spirit bone Shinian possessed.

As Shinian's disciples, they were well aware that he owned a ten-thousand-year head spirit bone.

A ten-thousand-year head spirit bone was enough to tempt them into betraying their teacher, even killing him to claim the bone.

The Canghui Team's captain had an extremely grim expression. In his eyes, Shinian's spirit bone was something he must obtain.

That spirit bone could only truly unleash its power in his hands.

A gem-type head spirit bone paired with his gem spirit of the mental attribute—what else could this be but a perfect match?

Gem spirits had no fixed classification framework. They could excel in offense, agility, support, or control.

Among control-type spirit masters, there was a small but specialized branch: illusionists!

Illusionists were a subset of mental-type spirit masters, and calling them mental-type spirit masters was entirely accurate.

"If I'm not mistaken, that spirit bone is currently in the hands of Lord Martial God."

The Canghui Team captain's face darkened further. He wanted to say more but couldn't find the words.

That was the number one person in the Douluo Continent!

Shinian truly brought about his own demise—of all people to provoke, he had to provoke this individual.

When Zhongli let Zhiqing choose the spirit bone, he hadn't made any attempt to keep it a secret. Anyone with some strength would know about it.

A gem-type head spirit bone, with a matching age—what more needed to be said?

Could there really be so many coincidences in the world?

At these words, the room fell silent. None of them dared to harbor even the slightest hatred or malice toward Zhongli.

This was a being capable of crushing mountains with his bare hands!

"Captain, should we consider joining the Body Sect?

"With our abilities, I believe Lord Martial God would accept us and might even grant us that spirit bone."

One member spoke cautiously, offering this as the only viable option. Trying anything else would almost certainly lead to their deaths.

They were arrogant, but not foolish.

The group fell silent again. After a long pause, the Canghui captain finally spoke:

"To claim such a treasure, we must first prove our value."

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

They turned their gaze toward the Godwind rest area, smirking slightly.

Their opponents today were none other than the Divine Wind Team.

The Divine Team wasn't weak. Proving themselves against such a team would be an excellent way to show their worth.

"Very well, then let's start proving ourselves today!"

Sensing the Canghui Team's gaze, Feng Xiaotian and his teammates were baffled.

"Although the Canghui Team hasn't lost a match so far, their overall strength is average at best."

"If they go up against teams like the Five Elements Academy or the Emperor Battle Team's second squad, they'll surely lose."

"Their temporary advantage won't lead them to victory."

The Canghui Academy was currently undefeated, just like the Heaven Dou Royal Team's second squad. However, not many believed in their strength, dismissing it as luck due to not encountering any strong opponents.

"Their earlier expressions seemed unusually confident and even sinister. Captain, we'd better be cautious. Better safe than sorry..."

Hearing his vice-captain's warning, Feng Xiaotian waved dismissively, unconcerned.

"Even if they've hidden some of their strength, it'll at most include one Spirit Ancestor. Could they possibly have a Spirit King?"

"Don't worry about it. Everyone, relax a bit."

Seeing that Feng Xiaotian wouldn't listen, the vice-captain chose not to press the matter further, merely sighing inwardly.

With Feng Xiaotian's talent and age, he shouldn't still be at the early forties in spirit power.

After all, Feng Xiaotian possessed a mutated spirit and was a genius born with innate full spirit power!

A spirit with innate full spirit power wouldn't be of poor quality. Had Feng Xiaotian focused on cultivating instead of indulging in trivial matters, he'd likely have reached the Spirit King level by now!

"Captain, you're the hope of the Divine Wind Team. Please don't keep making such careless decisions."

He sighed inwardly, his expression unchanged. Perhaps he had grown used to this.

His ability to remind Feng Xiaotian showed that he genuinely regarded him as a big brother, a true leader, without ulterior motives. But Feng Xiaotian's stubbornness was another matter entirely.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was 10 a.m.

The VIP seats were fully occupied, and the matches officially began.

Meanwhile, a travel-weary Tang San appeared confidently in the Shrek Team's rest area.

"Xiao San, what's going on with you?"

Tang San's mission to acquire a spirit ring was known only to Zhao Wuji and Liu Erlong. No other members of Shrek Academy were aware.

"Ma Hongjun, you'll find out during the match!" Tang San replied mysteriously.

"We won't lose again!"

With these words, his gaze turned toward the Emperor Battle Team's area.

"Even they may not be able to stop us!"

Strengthened by numerous gains, Tang San was feeling quite confident.

Such immense power—it was natural to feel a little overconfident.

"Brother San, why are you so sure?" Ma Hongjun asked, bewildered.

After all, he'd personally experienced defeat!

His spirit had just evolved, only to face an opponent with a true Ice Phoenix spirit. The result? Utter defeat.

If their spirit power levels were equal, he might have won. But the gap in their spirit power was undeniable.

After such an experience, Ma Hongjun had learned humility.

Tang San paused briefly, then turned to Ma Hongjun with a smile.

"Fatty, you'll understand during the match against the Elephant Armor Team."

Tang San and Ma Hongjun were not on the same level. While Ma Hongjun had only undergone a spirit evolution and gained significant strength, Tang San had directly crossed the Spirit Ancestor stage entirely...

On the stage, the Canghui Team and the Divine Wind Team stood facing each other, tension high.

"Feng Xiaotian, may I say a few words before the match begins?"

The Canghui captain stood at the center of his team's formation. Their unique positioning puzzled the audience.

Hearing this, the ever-confident Feng Xiaotian didn't refuse.

"Go ahead. I'm curious to know where your confidence comes from."

"Thank you."

The Canghui captain cupped his hands respectfully before continuing,

"I believe many in the audience think that our Canghui Team's undefeated streak is due to luck."

"But let me tell you this: before every match, we conduct a precise analysis of our opponents, adjust our lineup accordingly, and achieve victory through great effort."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiaotian's expression changed, as did those of many in the audience.

Conducting precise analysis and achieving victory through great effort…

Accomplishing this was far from easy!