Chapter 35: Tianhai Alliance Tournament, Xiang Xiang Naer: This is what Zhao Xuanzhen calls

The sharp aura of the red-grade mecha cut through the dark clouds and torrential rain, flying straight toward Tiandingcheng.

When heading to Donghai City, Zhao Xuanzhen had sat on Leng Yaoju's Sky Fire Phoenix. At this moment, riding Mu Ye's red-grade mecha, he had an intuitive comparison of the two mechas. From the perspectives of speed, stability, and comfort, the red-grade mecha crushed the black-grade mecha.

"Even if it's just a means of transportation, red-grade is better." Zhao Xuanzhen sighed.

Hearing this, Mu Ye smacked his lips and said: "Using a red-grade mecha as a means of transportation, there are not many Soul Masters in the entire Douluo Dalu who dare to be so extravagant. Moreover, red-grade mechas have infinite uses and are almost omnipotent. Using them only for transportation is a waste. This Sect Master will let you open your eyes now.

Little Red, transform!"

"As you command, Boss."

A gentle female voice came from the red-grade mecha. Accompanied by a burst of metallic clanking, the humanoid mecha turned into the appearance of an airplane. The edges of the wings were like blades, and the dark golden light revealed a dangerous aura.

Immediately after, the red-grade mecha disappeared into thin air, and when it appeared again, it had already teleported a thousand meters away.

"Solidified instant teleportation life function, within a range of one thousand meters, complete space jumps freely." Mu Ye said triumphantly.

"Among the thousands of martial souls in the continent, the Benti Martial Soul is the most compatible with mechas. When a mecha breaks through to the red grade, it can merge with its own soul spirit. Little Red is merged with one of my soul spirits, just like my clone."

Mentioning mechas, Mu Ye's eyes were full of fanaticism. For a time, he had endless topics. He was immersed in exploring the mecha world and even gave up the opportunity to impact the ninety-fifth-level Super Douluo, which showed how obsessed this Benti Sect Master was.

Mu Ye talked endlessly: "Although red-grade mechas are not as powerful as four-word Doukais, mecha functions are more comprehensive. I strongly suggest that you manufacture a red-grade mecha that fits your martial soul's abilities, which will definitely give you a huge surprise."

"If I have free time in the future, I will try it."

Zhao Xuanzhen nodded slightly. His three major side professions were all at the fourth-rank level, initially involving knowledge of mechas and Doukais. Compared to the complex and cumbersome Doukais, mechas were much simpler, and he could consider making a red-grade mecha.

Tiandingcheng Blacksmith Association, main entrance.

The silver-haired young girl set up a soul guidance shield. The rain hit the shield, winding like ink marks, making the girl's skin look even whiter. Her silver-white beautiful eyes looked at the sky full of expectation.

Thunder roared in the distance, and the red mecha broke through the air. The cockpit door opened, and a tall figure cut through the rain curtain and descended from the sky. Those eyes were astonishingly bright, as if the lightning in the storm had been crushed into the bottom of his pupils.

"Here—"

Xiang Xiang Naer waved her little hand, her figure slender, and her silver long hair dancing in the night wind.

Zhao Xuanzhen landed steadily in front of Xiang Xiang Naer and said with a smile: "The weather is terrible, why not wait inside?"

"I'm in a hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Xiang Xiang Naer jumped forward two steps with a bright smile and said impatiently: "Did you awaken?"

"Mm, Gold-grade."

"I knew you could do it!"

Xiang Xiang Naer cheered. Forty-nine days was the limit for the second awakening. She was afraid that Zhao Xuanzhen would fail, so she couldn't eat or sleep well all day. She paced back and forth for half a day, so she simply waited outside to get the first-hand news.

Seeing the young girl whose excitement far exceeded his own, Zhao Xuanzhen curled his lips into a smile. The feeling of being kept in mind at all times was truly warm. Xiang Xiang Naer was like a little sun; with her by his side, his life was bright and brilliant.

After the joy, Xiang Xiang Naer suddenly remembered something and said with a worried expression: "It is said that the higher the level of the second awakening of the Benti Martial Soul, the more severe the overdraft. Some Gold-grades even consume life force. What's your situation?"

"Me..." Zhao Xuanzhen pondered for two and a half seconds, "The golden awakening has no signs of damaging life. It can be considered a pure explosive soul skill, temporarily increasing all attributes by three times. The price is that after the second awakening ends, the True Self falls into a short period of silence, and it can only be re-awakened after one day."

There are countless secret methods that leave sequelae, while the True Self second awakening is simple, crude, and has a very low price. Among the Gold-grade Benti Martial Souls recorded in the Benti Sect, it is also unique.

"That's fine, as long as it doesn't shorten your life! Let's go, let's eat!"

Xiang Xiang Naer completely let go of her worries, excitedly pulled Zhao Xuanzhen, and headed to the small kitchen.

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Xuanzhen interrupted Xiang Xiang Naer. Xiang Xiang Naer blinked her big eyes, looking puzzled: "What for?"

"Your hair is messy."

His body leaned forward slightly, reaching for the messy silver hair by Xiang Xiang Naer's ears, tucking it behind her ears from the position of her jawline.

Tucking hair is an intimate act that is severely underestimated. In her pupils, those gentle eyes were reflected. Xiang Xiang Naer held her breath unconsciously. The moment Zhao Xuanzhen's little finger brushed past her delicate earlobe unconsciously, the girl's dense eyelashes fluttered, and her delicate body stirred up a tremor like an electric shock.

"My heart is beating really fast..."

Xiang Xiang Naer heard the thumping sound of her heart in her chest and began to analyze the reason seriously. Then a yellow light bulb lit up on the top of her head, and she suddenly realized:

"It's all the idiot Zhao Xuanzhen's fault!

Because I was worried about his second awakening, Xiang Xiang Naer the Great didn't eat lunch, leading to a lack of nutrition and irregular heartbeat!

Case solved, I must eat more tonight to replenish nutrition!"

At this thought, Xiang Xiang Naer's eyes instantly became solemn, and she prepared to eat a big meal to replenish nutrition, letting Zhao Xuanzhen tidy up her smooth silver long hair.

The three of them came to the small kitchen together. God-smith Zhenhua and Jiutian finished a day of forging teaching and were waiting for the chef Mu Ye to serve dinner.

Mu Ye's cooking efficiency didn't need to be mentioned. Dishes were served to the table one after another. All eight dishes and one soup were rare spiritual objects of heaven and earth, with excellent taste and rich energy, making everyone's blood boil and sweat all over.

God-smith Zhenhua put down his bowl and chopsticks and said: "In ten days, the Tianhai Alliance Tournament will open. I will take Jiutian to participate in the forging competition and meet some old friends by the way."

"Tianhai Alliance... I remember you used to try to avoid that side, how come you changed your mind?" Mu Ye laughed.

Zhenhua glared at Mu Ye angrily. The two were old friends for decades. Didn't Mu Ye know why he avoided the Tianhai Alliance!?

Back then, Zhenhua, Mu Chen, and Yuan Bao'er were senior and junior brothers and sisters, a classic two-man-one-woman plot.

In the end, Zhenhua's confession failed, and he chose to retreat to impact the God-smith. Mu Chen and Yuan Bao'er were loving and gave birth to the crystallization of love, Mu Xi.

Zhenhua still missed his junior sister Yuan Bao'er in his heart, so the generation of God-smith never married. Therefore, he rarely stepped into the cities under the Tianhai Alliance in recent years to avoid causing misunderstandings, but this time his mentality was very different.

The stories of the older generation were coming to an end, and the stories of the younger generation were about to unfold. Senior and junior brother feelings were feelings, but Zhenhua was very looking forward to his beloved disciple surpassing Mu Chen's disciple.

Jiutian was steady, cold, and persistent, like a human-shaped metal. After fifty days of forging training, he broke through to a fourth-rank blacksmith at the age of ten, truly a natural God-smith seedling. Zhenhua had a sense of showing off having a child in his old age.

Experiencing big scenes was a good thing, tempering Jiutian's will and character, and building a reputation step by step.

The backlash of forging Heaven-forged metal on blacksmiths is extremely terrifying. Zhenhua can hold on for at most another twenty years. He has high hopes for Jiutian, hoping to cultivate him to become the next generation of God-smith and inherit the position of President of the Blacksmith Association.

Participating in the Tianhai Alliance Tournament is releasing a signal, telling all blacksmiths in the Douluo Continent that Zhenhua has a successor.

Of course, Jiutian is not perfect. Zhenhua privately investigated Jiutian's past, but found nothing, knowing nothing about his parents or family.

Logic has positive and negative sides. Not being able to find out proves that Jiutian's background is clean. If he were really a spy sent by an enemy force, he would likely have prepared a fake identity in advance.

Zhenhua firmly believed that the eyes of a God-smith would not be wrong. Jiutian was gifted, had excellent character, and was righteous. He looked like a good child!

Besides, Zhenhua didn't believe that any force would dare to send a ten-year-old boy with the potential of a God-smith as a spy. After all, Jiutian was so young, his worldview was easily twisted, and he might recognize the Blacksmith Association and stab his original master in the back.

Looking at the silent and cold Jiutian beside him, Zhenhua couldn't help but smile: "Junior brother, let our disciples have a fair competition..."

Ten days later, Tianhai City.

Tianhai City is the first city on the east coast, adjacent to the ocean, possessing the largest port in the Douluo Continent. One of the eight major legions of the Sun-Moon Federation is stationed outside Tianhai City, and steel behemoth-like warships are docked in the ocean.

Due to the short development time, Tianhai City lacks foundation, and only its economy can be called the upper reaches of the Federation. As for Soul Masters, sects, academies, etc., they cannot be compared with ancient cities of ten thousand years like Shi Shi Laike City, Mingdu, and Tiandingcheng.

The Tianhai Alliance Tournament is a measure devised by the high-level officials of Tianhai City, rewarding winners with heavy money, encouraging young Soul Masters from cities on the east coast to participate, and attracting Soul Masters from the continent to join the Tianhai Alliance.

This method has achieved remarkable results. The number of Soul Masters in the Tianhai Alliance has increased significantly, its overall strength has risen rapidly, and even Shi Shi Laike Academy has cast a hint of attention, rewarding winning academies with more quotas for Shi Shi Laike.

As the competition day approached, Tianhai City became more and more prosperous. Tourists came to watch the competition, and the whole Tianhai City was bustling with excitement. Places with food and wine were even more noisy.

Zhao Xuanzhen and Xiang Xiang Naer appreciated the customs of Tianhai City. Xiang Xiang Naer held Zhao Xuanzhen's arm, and the sunlight fell on her stunning face, making her skin crystal clear.

Zhenhua personally accompanied his disciple to participate in the Blacksmith Tournament. The Tianhai Alliance was flattered when they got the news and sent a luxurious team to welcome the God-smith master and disciple.

Mu Ye is Zhenhua's close friend and bodyguard, so he naturally followed, bringing Zhao Xuanzhen along by the way to continue answering questions about Body secret methods. Na'er was unwilling to return to the Spirit Tower alone, so the five of them came to Tianhai City together.

On the surface, it was a happy scene, and no one was hurt. In fact, at the Spirit Tower headquarters, the empty-nest teacher already had red eyes.

Counting the time with her fingers every day, she was finally about to reach the two-month deadline, and Zhao Xuanzhen sent a message, and Leng Yaoju had to continue to be an empty-nester.

Zhenhua gathered with old blacksmith friends and introduced his direct disciple Jiutian to them, while Body Sect Master Mu Ye guarded him closely. Zhao Xuanzhen and Na'er got a moment of peace. Na'er used her old tricks to pry out treasure shops from the mouths of locals in Tianhai, while the red-grade mecha Little Red protected them secretly.

"Boss, ten Tianhai King Crabs, one hundred Rose Red Shrimp, one hundred Purple Crystal Sea Urchins!"

Xiang Xiang Naer reported the dishes the first second she entered the door.

The boss was startled. He originally thought it was a family gathering, but after seeing that it was just a pair of young boys and girls, he hesitated: "Would it be too much? Are there others with you two?"

Xiang Xiang Naer didn't care: "It's not enough. Add a salt-grilled Bluefin Tuna, over two hundred catties, another twenty servings of tuna sashimi, and one hundred specialty Crab Emperor Burgers!"

The boss was dumbfounded, looking at Xiang Xiang Naer as if looking at a glutton. Zhao Xuanzhen smiled helplessly and handed over a black card to indicate payment.

Solemnly taking the black card, the boss understood that today was a world-shaking battle, and shouted to the kitchen to start working, must satisfy the two little ancestors!

Coral dining carts surrounded the two. The King Crab steamed with white gas, the crab shells were orange-red like the setting sun, the crab meat was snow-white and tempting, and the peeled crab meat was stacked into a snow tower.

The whole tuna lay among the crushed ice, the silver-gray fish skin floating with brilliance. The waiter's gloved fingertips brushed over the fish belly, and the knife light flashed, slicing out pieces of sashimi, the frost patterns between the textures were stunningly beautiful.

The cold freshness unique to the deep sea permeated. Xiang Xiang Naer's mouth was secreting saliva crazily. Just at this moment, a familiar quiet voice rang out.

"The timing is just right."

Four figures walked in. It was Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan, the Donghai F4 all arrived.

Xiang Xiang Naer's pupils shook, and then she stared at Zhao Xuanzhen resentfully. I smelled the scent of betrayal!

Gu Yue calmly pulled open the seat next to Zhao Xuanzhen, not putting Xiang Xiang Naer in her eyes at all. Don't forget that this is the Dragon King Legend era. She returned to Donghai Academy, but never forgot to chat with Zhao Xuanzhen remotely using the soul guidance communicator.

Knowing that Zhao Xuanzhen arrived in Tianhai City a few days ago, Gu Yue was ready to join at any time. After asking which restaurant Zhao Xuanzhen was in, she immediately turned into a woman as fast as the wind and rushed over.

"Why didn't that Bone Dragon Soul Master and the Dark Illusion Eagle Soul Master come?"

Zhao Xuanzhen spoke first.

"They dropped out." Gu Yue said.

Tang Wulin on the side had a self-blaming expression. In another dimension, absorbing one layer of the Golden Dragon King seal would affect Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi's martial soul fusion skill, not to mention that it was equivalent to absorbing five layers now. Because of himself, two classmates dropped out, and Tang Wulin had always felt guilty.

Everyone was of the same age and easily hit it off. After introducing their names, the restaurant entered the rhythm of rice-shoveling.

An hour passed, Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan ate until their bellies were round, leaning against the back of the chairs and gasping for air with difficulty.

Gu Yue put down her chopsticks, Zhao Xuanzhen gradually slowed down, Tang Wulin was a daily big-stomach king, and what shocked Xie and Xu the most was that Xiang Xiang Naer's eating speed didn't decrease at all. The height of the piled seafood shells was not a bit less than Tang Wulin's!

Xiang Xiang Naer and Tang Wulin noticed each other, their expressions changed slightly. They were both goats in the world of appetite, meeting their match, and instantly gave birth to a desire to compare!

"Crack—"

The shrimp shells cracked in response. Gu Yue's appearance of peeling shrimp with lowered eyes was gentle and virtuous. The shrimp meat left the shell with sticky amber threads, hanging by Zhao Xuanzhen's bowl like crescents of the moon.

"Isn't it you who is rolling..."

Xiang Xiang Naer was full of grief and indignation. She had been slack this month and shouldn't have forgotten the threat of the Great Demon King Gu Yue!

The sound of chewing came from the opposite side constantly. Xiang Xiang Naer no longer had the heart to compete for the big-stomach king, and said irritably:

"Tang Wulin, be more refined!"

Tang Wulin was startled, pointed at Zhao Xuanzhen who had rolled up his sleeves and strung the shrimp meat into a string, and questioned: "What about him?"

Zhao Xuanzhen bit off a shrimp meat peeled by Gu Yue innocently. Xiang Xiang Naer's pretty chin lifted slightly, and she said crisply:

"This is what Zhao Xuanzhen calls heroic!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 36 =====