With the Demon Sword Tianlin in hand, his aura surged, surprisingly not much weaker than Gu Ran, who had two Spirit Rings.
"You, how many levels did you say you are?" Gu Ran asked blankly.
"Level fifteen, a one-ring Battle Soul Master!" Tianlin held up a finger, emphasizing again.
This time, not just him, but everyone was stunned. They all knew that Tianlin had only recently acquired his first Spirit Ring. It had only been a little over half a month, and he had already reached level fifteen.
Absorbing a Spirit Ring does indeed help to increase Spirit power, but generally, it only increases to around level eleven. His first Spirit Ring, from a three-hundred-and-fifty-year-old Spirit Beast, had instantly raised his level to twelve and a half, which Gu Rong had called him a genius for, but compared to the monster in front of him, the difference was too great.
"Truly a genius, but having Spirit power alone is useless. Let me teach you how to fight." Gu Ran assumed that Tianlin only had high Spirit power and almost zero combat experience, so he didn't take him seriously.
"Spirit Fusion, first Spirit Skill, Bone Spur!"
Gu Ran's first Spirit Skill released countless sharp Bone Spurs from the Skeleton Warhorse, covering a considerable area. As a first Spirit Skill, it could be considered quite outstanding.
"Mount Shu Swordplay, third stance, Little River Water Clouds." Tianlin smiled slightly and brandished his sword.
This was a defensive move from the introductory Mount Shu Swordplay. With his sword movements, it was as if a water curtain was condensed in front of him, and all the Bone Spurs were blocked by his sword.
"Sixth stance, Moon Shooting Cold River!"
Then Tianlin thrust his sword straight out, the movement like moonlight scattering on a lake, a scene of extreme beauty.
"What beautiful swordplay." Ning Rongrong was momentarily stunned. A little girl naturally liked beautiful things, but she quickly shook her head. "Idiot, what am I thinking? He's a big bad guy. So what if his swordplay is beautiful? I can't be fooled."
"Damn it, second Spirit Skill, Skeletal Enhancement!" Seeing that the first Spirit Skill was useless, Gu Ran finally brought out his trump card.
This was a Spirit Skill that enhanced himself, and Gu Ran's Spirit was a horse, albeit a horse made of bones, but like a regular horse, it enhanced his legs the most.
This second Spirit Skill could instantly increase his leg strength by thirty percent and the rest of his body by twenty percent. It was his most powerful ultimate technique.
The sword and leg collided in mid-air, Tianlin was knocked back seven steps, while Gu Ran only retreated three steps.
Although Tianlin's swordplay was exquisite, he was only a one-ring Soul Master after all, and there was bound to be a difference in strength compared to Gu Ran, who had reached the two-ring level.
Little did he know that Gu Ran was even more surprised than him. His trump card couldn't even hurt him, only knocking him back a few steps. Could this one-ring Soul Master be a little too strong?
"Hey, what are you waiting for? Come on together." Seeing that Gu Ran couldn't take down Tianlin alone, Ning Rongrong called the others to come forward and gang up on him.
The other three exchanged glances, their eyes revealing helplessness. Honestly, they really didn't want to bully the small with the big, let alone bully the few with the many, but they couldn't disobey the little princess's orders.
So the three of them had no choice but to step forward one after another, announcing their names.
"Xu Ting, Spirit Flying Swallow, level eighteen Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master."
"Jiang Hao, Spirit Saber, level eighteen Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
"Chen Tao, Spirit Chain, level nineteen Control System Battle Soul Master."
The remaining three, two boys and one girl, were all around ten or eleven years old, but they all possessed Spirit power close to level twenty.
One of the admission standards for Shrek Academy was to reach level twenty-one before the age of twelve, and these few almost had a chance to do so.
Although not as stunning as the original Shrek Seven Devils, who were all above level twenty-five, it was not impossible to reach around level twenty-two or twenty-three. In other places, they would also be considered remarkable geniuses, worthy of being disciples vigorously cultivated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"You guys, come on together, first Spirit Skill, Congealing Cold Snow!" Tianlin's finger slid across the Demon Sword's blade, and in an instant, a strong chill appeared on the blade, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.
"Flying Flower Butterfly Dance!"
Flying Flower Butterfly Dance, this is Mount Shu's introductory footwork, combining steps and swordplay. The body and the angle of the sword are erratic, allowing one to traverse multiple battlefields.
"First Spirit Skill, One Saber Dismembering Ox!" Jiang Hao came up swinging his broad saber, but unfortunately, facing Tianlin's elusive figure, his attacks repeatedly missed.
Xu Ting, flying in the air, was the most able to directly feel the strangeness of Tianlin's footwork. "Chen Tao, use your chains to bind him, otherwise we won't be able to catch him at all."
Chen Tao nodded, "Okay, First Spirit Skill, Binding Lock."
"Little River Water Clouds!" Tianlin used his defensive move again, breaking through all the attack angles of the chains. Not only that, because of the Congealing Cold Snow, the front end of Chen Tao's chains had been completely frozen.
"Damn it, he's too strong, let's go together." Seeing this, the four chose to attack at the same time.
Facing this kind of frontal attack, Tianlin shouted, "Well done, Congealing Cold Snow, seal!"
The second form of Congealing Cold Snow's release, intense cold air surged out, instantly freezing the four in place.
"How is it possible, four against one, and with each of their spirit power higher than his, they actually lost?" Ning Rongrong said in disbelief.
At this moment, she saw Tianlin walking towards her with ill intentions, and immediately said in fear, "You, what do you want to do? I warn you, if you dare to hit me, you're in big trouble. This young lady advises you to release them immediately, and this young lady will let today's matter rest for now."
The tone was tough, but the voice was too timid, with no deterrent power at all.
"Don't worry, they're fine, I didn't use my full strength. The ice will melt when the sun comes out tomorrow. Let them be frozen for one night as a small punishment. As Soul Masters, they shouldn't catch a cold from this little thing." Tianlin said with a smile, and then looked at Ning Rongrong, "As for you, you need a different kind of punishment."
"Hmph, you smiling tiger, this young lady is not playing with you." Sensing danger, Ning Rongrong planned to escape.
But Tianlin flashed and caught up with her. By the time she reacted, she found herself already pinned under Tianlin's arm.
What a wonderful Ansai waist drum.
"You're too naughty, you need a beating!" Saying that, Tianlin raised his palm.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong immediately became anxious, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you going to do? You wouldn't want to hit my butt, would you? I'm telling you, men and women shouldn't touch each other casually, this is indecent assault, acting like a hooligan."
Hearing this, Tianlin lowered his palm, "As expected of a young miss, you already know the principle that men and women shouldn't touch each other casually at such a young age. You're right, I can't indecently assault you."
Ning Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to ask Tianlin to let her down, but saw a flash of blue light in Tianlin's hand. He actually summoned the Demon Sword again, "Hey, you, you wouldn't want to use that sword to hit me, would you? Stop it, that will kill people."
"Don't worry, I'll only use the back of the sword!" Tianlin laughed.
"That's okay... like hell it is!" Ning Rongrong struggled violently, but with her small body without even one Spirit Ring, her strength was about equal to zero in front of Tianlin.
In the end, she could only watch helplessly as the Demon Sword fell on her little butt.
"The first strike, for your naughtiness."
"The second strike, for your willfulness."
"The third strike, is for my fruit being knocked off."
"The fourth strike, is because I'm addicted to hitting you!"
The more Tianlin hit, the more energetic he became. The opportunity to bully the little princess was not something that came along often.
"Ahhh! Stop hitting me, it hurts, I was wrong, if you really have to, just use your hand, I'm still a child, there's no saying that men and women shouldn't touch each other casually, that sword is too painful!"
Ning Rongrong pleaded, but at this time Tianlin couldn't hear anything anymore.
Thus, in the small forest late at night, six-year-old Ning Rongrong encountered the greatest humiliation of her life.
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