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"Ah~ Class, Class Leader, don't hang me upside down like this, I can't take it anymore..."
"Hehe, a dignified Spirit Master Genius can't even handle this much excitement? Yehui, you still need to practice..."
On the shores of the East Sea, the sky was clear and the sea was blue, a gentle breeze carrying its unique scent.
A black mech streaked across the sky at an extremely fast speed, performing various high-difficulty maneuvers, from a 720-degree backflip to a full-body rotation.
Inside the cockpit, Feng Zaixing was twirling the joystick like a toy, frantically operating it back and forth, his eyes flickering with intense excitement. The feeling of controlling a mech was simply too wonderful!
No wonder Teacher Mu Ye was so engrossed in playing mechs. Playing mechs with the Body Martial Soul was truly exhilarating!
Indeed, no man could resist the allure of mechs and Gundams!
This, however, was tormenting Yuanen Yehui, who had just come from her hometown and become a flying ape in the sky. It was her first time in a mech, and she was being tossed left and right, the scenery in her pupils changing rapidly, her voice trembling with tears.
"Wuwu, if I had known, I definitely wouldn't have agreed to ride in a mech with you, Class Leader, to rush. It's too terrifying, wuwu..."
The city people's way of playing was too extravagant, and the simple, innocent girl from the outside world declared herself completely unable to bear it.
She had thought that street racing was already his limit, but who would have thought he'd be even wilder in a mech!
Fortunately, although Feng Zaixing was momentarily caught up in the fun, it didn't delay their journey, and he quickly maneuvered the mech to approach the urban area.
"Hey, this kind of thing is very normal. What kind of Angel Martial Soul doesn't engage in aerial combat and doesn't kite?"
Seeing the Tianhai City Forging Master Association appear in their line of sight, Feng Zaixing slowed down and comforted his 'little brother', attempting to teach her the true meaning of combat.
Yuanen Yehui wiped her cheeks with a tissue, her heavy breathing causing her ample chest to rise and fall dramatically. She blinked her dazed, beautiful eyes, many question marks flying out.
"It's enough for an Angel to fly. Why fly so terrifyingly?"
The country girl, whose concepts from childhood to adulthood were based on the idea that true power meant head-on confrontation, expressed her inability to understand.
"Nonsense! What's the difference between an Angel Spirit Master who can't fight in the air and those big idiots who only swing hammers and clash head-on? It seems I need to give you extra lessons to change your outdated notions."
Slowly descending the mech, Feng Zaixing helped Yuanen Yehui, who was looking a bit unwell, to the ground. He pointed to the sky, his eyes sparkling, and said:
"The battlefield of an Angel Spirit Master is always the sky, not the ground. We can use the power of the sky to enhance ourselves, achieving twice the result with half the effort."
"Being born with the ability to fly is our eternal advantage. We must utilize this advantage and let those who can't fly, or who don't fly as well as us, always eat dust below."
"And we are the kings of the sky, looking down from above, suppressing and killing everything, just like how I hunted down those three Evil Soul Masters. Understand?"
Feng Zaixing always remembered that Qian Daoliu, the invincible of the sky two hundred thousand years ago, was mentally ill and couldn't think straight, insisting on clashing with Tang Chen on the ground for three days and three nights, losing one move head-on, allowing the Clear Sky Sect to barely survive.
If Qian Daoliu had been even slightly less honorable, or a bit more flexible in his thinking, Tang Chen's hammer would never have hit him.
The Spirit Hall's error book was too thick, summarizing a vast amount of experience for future generations.
Yuanen Yehui nodded, half-understanding, then showed a bitter expression, "Then I'm very behind. I haven't really flown much since I was little."
Due to Family reasons, she rarely used her Fallen Angel from a young age, and flying was something no one had taught her.
"That's why I, your Class Leader, brought you to experience flying! I really love that thrilling feeling. Yehui, do you like flying?"
"I..." Yuanen Yehui panted as she looked at her Class Leader, whose face held a carefree smile, hands clasped behind his head, exuding a relaxed vibe, yet who sought excitement in life through casual conversation. She became even more convinced that she had boarded a pirate ship.
Is this how all Geniuses outside play?
Just then, a handsome young man with short golden hair walked towards them, waving from a distance.
"Brother Feng, you're finally here. You must have had a tough journey."
Feng Zaixing recognized the voice, turned, and smiled heartily, his voice relaxed and at ease. "Zhengyu, you've waited a long time."
"Haha, not long at all. The scenery here in the East Sea is so beautiful, I wish I could vacation here longer."
Le Zhengyu jogged over, extending his hand from afar, his smile friendly with three parts respect.
Feng Zaixing smiled and walked to meet him, shaking hands and greeting him.
Le Zhengyu's cultivation was the same as his, a Spirit Elder, but their overall qualities were vastly different. He had not yet undergone his first Sacred Baptism.
During the nearly one year he spent in the Southern Legion, Feng Zaixing, though diligently cultivating daily, also became familiar with some Family Disciples. Le Zhengyu was one of them.
In terms of age, Feng Zaixing was the youngest of this generation, two years younger than Le Zhengyu, but in the Spirit Master's world, strength was paramount, and Le Zhengyu's "Brother" was heartfelt.
"It's been a few months, Brother Feng, and your strength has improved significantly again. Who is this beautiful lady? Does Sister Yu know? ...Uh, wait, this aura is..."
Le Zhengyu's smile was like the wind. He was about to remind his Family brother to be mindful of boundaries, but after glancing at Yuanen Yehui, he immediately became wary, retreating several steps.
With an expression of fear and admiration on his face, Le Zhengyu took a deep breath and gave a thumbs up:
"Brother Feng is amazing, you even captured a Fallen Angel alive! Truly a model for our clan!"
Upon hearing this, Yuanen Yehui's vision went black. She wanted to explain that she wasn't an Evil Soul Master, but then she looked at Feng Zaixing and suddenly felt that it might not be wrong after all.
She had indeed been forcibly taken away.
Feng Zaixing waved his hand, saying as he walked, "She's not an Evil Soul Master. She's a new academy student and a Body Sect Disciple I specially recruited from outside."
"Hiss~"
Le Zhengyu gasped, "Is that appropriate? Brother Feng, don't play too big."
"It's very appropriate. She was originally a Shrek internal candidate, a prospective inner court Disciple." Feng Zaixing looked at Le Zhengyu and said.
"...Then that's great." Le Zhengyu stared at Feng Zaixing for a while, dumbfounded, his admiration for him reaching another level.
Snatching food from the tiger's mouth, truly a brave warrior.
"Enough about that. Where's Sister Yu? Where are Xu Miao, Wang Wen, and Little Long?"
Feng Zaixing asked with a smile. Mu Chen had invited him to play, and as the Six Stars Association President, he naturally had to bring his brothers along, with all expenses reimbursed.
"Sister Yu is in seclusion on the Spirit Ascension Platform. The other three are inside playing mechs."
Le Zhengyu pointed to the Forging Master Association building, saying honestly.
He greatly admired Feng Zaixing. These few people were all first-rate Geniuses, future Super Douluo, but they all listened to Feng Zaixing.
Le Zhengyu himself felt a bit inconspicuous among them.
"It's good that they're all here. Have there been any unusual occurrences these past few days?"
Feng Zaixing nodded, fragmented light swirling in his eyes, settling into a convincing demeanor.
He also cultivated the Hegemon Dao, his mental force was exceptional, and he had killed many with his sword, already beginning to form his own aura.
"Nothing else, except that some Advanced military officers from the East Sea Fleet have been here these past few days, watching the excitement. They're very interested in Brother Xu."
Le Zhengyu thought for a moment and revealed something.
"East Sea Legion?" Feng Zaixing's gaze narrowed upon hearing this, and he looked far out at the giant warships anchored and sailing outside the harbor, smiling faintly: "Before the Sea God Legion was established, this navy was known as the invincible fleet, with strength superior to the North Sea Legion."
"Yes, the East Sea Legion is backed by the War God Hall, which is the Yu and Chen Families. It's the most devout of all legions in terms of personal martial power."
Le Zhengyu introduced: "However, since the Sea God Legion was founded, most of the Chen Family's energy has been focused there. More than half of the East Sea Legion's power comes from the Yu Family line; the current Legion Commander is the brother-in-law of His Excellency, the Divine Pen."
"The Yu Family ranks first among the five great Families. Besides controlling the Central Legion, this federal second navy is also not to be underestimated."
As he spoke, he inadvertently glanced at Feng Zaixing.
Feng Zaixing's expression was normal. He nodded and then transmitted a question: "Those two people I asked you to intercept, how are they now?"
Le Zhengyu's face immediately became serious, and he patted his chest, assuring: "Don't worry, Brother, I've intercepted them at the seaport. The Spirit Transfer Pagoda personnel have also been knocked out and dealt with."
"I really didn't expect them to..."
Feng Zaixing stopped him with a look, shaking his head and saying, "It's too early to say all this. The Family shouldn't make too many enemies right now. We'll settle everything later."
"I understand." Le Zhengyu nodded sullenly, then asked:
"But Brother Feng, are those two people very important? They're just ordinary people."
Half a year ago, Feng Zaixing had sent him to monitor the Spirit Transfer Pagoda and movements at sea, including two ordinary people, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue.
Although the two had some pharmaceutical skills, that was all; Le Zhengyu didn't understand why Feng Zaixing valued them so much and even arranged special work for them, just not letting them return.
"Does my Angel lineage need a reason to do good?"
Feng Zaixing looked back at Le Zhengyu, smiled, and said softly, "I met them once years ago and couldn't bear for them to die tragically at the hands of Evil Souls."
With that, he put his hands in his trench coat pockets and walked leisurely towards the entrance of the Forging Master Association. Mu Chen and Mu Xi walked out, and Long Chen shouted, rushing out to greet him.
The spring morning light shone on Feng Zaixing's gentle face. He smiled at the familiar faces, waved his hand, and quickened his pace to meet them.
"Long time no see."