Chapter 57: Adolescent children are truly a headache

Boom!!!

Lu'erdi'ala stood on the Wuhun Academy plaza, looking calm and composed.

The Golden Generation lay scattered on the ground.

Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill had also dissipated, and both of them were kneeling on the ground, their soul power completely exhausted.

"Just a little bit more."

Su Linfeng stood outside the plaza, having watched the entire battle. "Li Kai, you hesitated just now. Why didn't you coordinate with Zhang Ping to attack Teacher Lu'erdi'ala from both sides?"

Intensive training sparring.

Eight years.

With the support of the Spirit Hall's resources, Lu'erdi'ala had already advanced from a Spirit Saint to a Spirit Douluo, truly becoming the pride of their Golden Eagle Clan.

And he was also honored to become the designated sparring partner for the Golden Generation, spending the last few months pushing them to their limits.

Over these years, the Golden Generation had not only grown up, but their strength had also improved by leaps and bounds.

Xie Yue, seventeen years old, level 43 soul power.

Yan, sixteen years old, level 42 soul power.

Hu Liena, fifteen years old, level 41 soul power.

Li Kai, Sun Chuantao, Xu Yu, and Zhang Ping were all fifteen; except for Xu Yu at level 38, the other three had all reached level 39.

This rate of growth was worthy of their talent and the Spirit Hall's cultivation.

After all, no one among their peers could be stronger than them.

"Hehe."

Li Kai chuckled as he climbed up from the ground, looking at Su Linfeng with some embarrassment. "Brother Lin Feng, Teacher Lu'erdi'ala is Zhang Ping's uncle. In that situation, it wouldn't have been good to go for the kill, right?"

"Li Kai! This is a limit-testing duel!"

Zhang Ping rolled her eyes at him, annoyed, and said, "You actually held back! Just now, I didn't even think of him as my uncle!"

"Ahem!"

Lu'erdi'ala cleared his throat at Zhang Ping, then put on an act, lifting his arrogant head with indifference. "I, a dignified level 81 Spirit Douluo, would need you little brats to hold back?"

"Weak is weak!"

"Practice more!"

Although Lu'erdi'ala said this, he admired from the bottom of his heart the tactics Su Linfeng had devised for them, as well as the talent and strength of the little ones.

Three Soul Elders and four Soul Ancestors, working together, had actually almost forced out his Spirit Avatar; he really had almost lost just now!

The condition of the trial was that he was not allowed to use his Spirit Avatar and could only use his first six rings, otherwise, it would count as his loss.

If it were ordinary Soul Ancestors and Soul Elders, they wouldn't have been able to push him to this point at all. The key was that Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was too monstrous; two level 40 Soul Ancestors, once fused, reached a strength approaching that of a level 60 Soul Emperor. Who would dare imagine that?

After Lu'erdi'ala finished speaking, the others in the Golden Generation didn't dare say anything, but Zhang Ping wouldn't have it; her face turned red with anger.

"You Lu'erdi'ala!"

Zhang Ping didn't even call him uncle anymore, and immediately said, unconvinced, "Still calling us weak? If you have the guts, let Brother Lin Feng join us, and then you fight all eight of us again!"

"Uh..."

Lu'erdi'ala's eye twitched wildly. He turned his head to look at Su Linfeng, who was smiling faintly at him from outside the arena, and cold sweat broke out involuntarily.

Let alone letting Su Linfeng join the team.

Even if it were just him alone, it wouldn't take a minute to force out his own Spirit Avatar.

With just one look, Lu'erdi'ala recalled the fear of being dominated by flames.

The Spirit Hall had kept such a monster hidden, and now they were finally willing to show him to the entire Douluo Continent at the Spirit Master Tournament; it really was something to look forward to!

Thinking this.

Lu'erdi'ala acted as if he hadn't heard what Zhang Ping said, and feigning deep thought, he looked up at the sky. "Alright, it's getting late. Let's stop here for today. I hope you can work out better tactics tomorrow!"

Zhang Ping: "Lu'er..."

"Ahem!"

Lu'erdi'ala gave Zhang Ping a look. "Don't forget, business is important! Alright, everyone disperse!"

Ah, forgot!

Zhang Ping seemed to snap back to reality instantly, and she involuntarily turned her head to look at Su Linfeng on the side, her pretty face turning red immediately after.

Finally liberated.

Li Kai, Sun Chuantao, and the others lay on the ground, recovering their soul power on the spot.

Zhang Ping hesitated for two seconds, then walked slowly to Su Linfeng, her face flushed as she said, "Brother Lin Feng, do you have time tonight? My mother would like to invite you to our home as a guest."

Great.

This one was trying to use her tactics on him again.

Su Linfeng gave a silent, bitter smile in his heart. Hu Liena hadn't taken the things from when they were little seriously, but Zhang Ping really did.

One could say she was persistent.

A pure family tradition.

In the end, Su Linfeng smiled bitterly and helplessly confessed, "His Holiness the Pope has given me instructions; I have things to do tonight and must return early. It seems it will have to be another day."

"Ah?"

Zhang Ping was slightly stunned, and instantly, like a deflated ball, she said with disappointment, "Really? Such a coincidence?"

"Really. If you don't believe me, ask Nana."

Su Linfeng smiled and comforted her, "Another day. I should head back now."

After speaking.

He left Zhang Ping with a faint smile and turned to walk toward the Spirit Hall.

At this moment, Hu Liena also arrived near Zhang Ping and poked her in the waist with a hint of smugness, "How about it, you little hussy, you didn't succeed again, did you? But Brother Su didn't lie; the Pope really did tell him to go back early."

Zhang Ping's pretty face flushed red, and she reached out to rub the spot in some pain.

She narrowed her eyes.

Then, she smiled at Hu Liena with ill intent: "You little vixen, you have the nerve to talk about me? Didn't you fail to succeed as well?"

Hu Liena's pretty face turned red as well: "What nonsense are you spouting? I... I... I don't even want to..."

"Hee hee, you really don't want to?"

Zhang Ping smirked and patted Hu Liena on the bottom, "It would be such a pity to waste such good conditions."

"Nn~"

Hu Liena let out an instinctive, delicate moan, her pretty face reddening further, "Why are you being handsy again?"

"Nana, Zhang Ping."

Suddenly, Yan popped out from nowhere, "What are you two doing?"

The two were in the middle of messing around.

They were startled by the red-haired head that had poked out.

Zhang Ping was even a bit exasperated, saying, "Yan, are you sick in the head!"

"Ah, I... I'm looking for Nana..."

Yan scratched his head awkwardly and looked at Hu Liena, feeling somewhat uneasy, "Um, Nana, I wanted to..."

"Don't even think about it, I'm busy."

Hu Liena had lost her mood by now and added, "I should head back too."

Having said that.

Hu Liena hurried to catch up with Su Linfeng, who had not yet gone very far, "Brother Su, wait for me!"

The Spirit Hall.

In the Pope Bedroom.

Bibi Dong had returned early today, and at this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the bed cultivating.

It was strange to say, but because of the issue with Su Linfeng this morning, she had been absent-minded all day, to the point where she couldn't even enter a state of cultivation.

A child in puberty really is a headache.

Creak~

The door opened slightly, and Su Linfeng poked half his head in, "Sister, you're back so early today?"

"Ah."

Bibi Dong hurriedly stood up, looking somewhat flustered, "Ah, yes, I came back a bit earlier today."

"Then..."

Su Linfeng entered the room, closed the door behind him, walked toward the bed on tiptoes, and stammered, "Then, Sister, would you like to talk to me now?"

As he spoke.

Su Linfeng sat on the bed, keeping a distance of one meter from Bibi Dong.

Awkward!

The only thing to fear is when the air suddenly goes quiet.

Bibi Dong: "Um, Lin Feng..."

"Yes?"

Su Linfeng's heart rate accelerated, and he hurriedly said, "W-what is it... Sister!"

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