Xiao Wu relying on her own tyrannical strength with Xiao Chen-Yu's assistance, very quickly became approved as the entire Nuoding primary spirit master academy's students boss, and compared to Feng Xuan and Tang San she passed the time very leisurely, sometimes even to the extent of not going to class.
Tang San did not even see how she cultivated. But Xiao Wu's actual strength continuously elevated steadily.
At Nuoding primary spirit master academy, one semester was one year's time, in the entire year students were not permitted to return home, but family members could come to visit. Feng Xuan more than once expected his Grandpa to come, but until the end of the semester, still did not see a trace of Old Jack. Fortunately his life was sufficiently full, and he did not have too much time to long for it.
During this one year, Feng Xuan's schedule was fixed. Shivarjuna also awake from his sleep but didn't talk with Feng Xuan and just watch development of Feng Xuan. Shivarjuna in his Yoga Nindra has obtain all knowledge regarding Douluo world through cosmic consciousness of douluo world. Now he can be said to have all knowing sage.
Feng Xuan stood in the tranquil clearing, the sun casting a warm glow over the lush surroundings. His breathing was steady, his mind calm. He had spent countless hours in rigorous training, mastering Basic bow technique, Visualization and vedic knowledge. Today marked the completion of a significant phase in his journey.
Shivarjuna appeared in front of him, his serene presence a testament to his ancient wisdom and formidable strength. He observed Feng Xuan with a satisfied smile, nodding in approval. "Feng Xuan," he began, his voice carrying the weight of ages, "your dedication and perseverance have not gone unnoticed. Your daily routine, your discipline, has honed your skills and strengthened your body and spirit."
Feng Xuan felt a surge of pride and gratitude. Shivarjuna's words were a validation of his relentless efforts. He bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Master Shivarjuna. Your guidance has been invaluable. I owe my progress to your teachings. When did you wake up master?"
Shivarjuna placed a hand on Feng Xuan's shoulder, his eyes reflecting both pride and encouragement. "I happen to awaken three month ago but seeing you practice till now I didn't disturb you. You have surpassed my expectations, Feng Xuan. Your strength has grown remarkably. Your control over the Golden Bow Vijaya is now exceptional. You are ready for the next step in your journey."
Feng Xuan's eyes widened with anticipation. He had been waiting for this moment, the opportunity to further elevate his power. "The spirit ring, Master?"
Shivarjuna nodded. "Yes, Feng Xuan. It is time. You are now ready to attach an 800-year spirit ring. This ring will significantly enhance your abilities, granting you new powers and greater control over your martial soul."
Feng Xuan felt a mix of excitement and determination. He had come so far, and this was another milestone in his path to mastery. "I am ready, Master. I will not let you down."
Shivarjuna gazed at Feng Xuan with a mix of pride and contemplation. "Now, you must choose your first spirit ring wisely, as it will shape your future abilities."
Feng Xuan nodded, understanding the gravity of the decision. "Master, I seek your guidance. What should I look for in my first spirit ring?"
Shivarjuna smiled, appreciating Feng Xuan's humility and willingness to learn. "For an archer like you, agility and precision are paramount. You must find a spirit beast that enhances your speed, accuracy, and control over your bow. An 800-year spirit ring will offer a significant boost, but the choice of the beast is crucial."
Feng Xuan pondered this. "What kind of spirit beast would be ideal, Master?"
Shivarjuna thoughtfully. "Consider a spirit beast known for its agility and keen senses. The Wind Shadow Leopard, for instance, is renowned for its speed and dexterity. Its spirit ring would grant you enhanced agility, making your movements swifter and your aim more precise."
Feng Xuan listened intently, envisioning the possibilities. "A Wind Shadow Leopard... that sounds fitting for my abilities. Is there anything else I should consider?"
Shivarjuna nodded. "Yes, Feng Xuan. While the Wind Shadow Leopard's agility is beneficial, you should also consider a spirit beast that can offer a unique skill to complement your archery. The Phantom Hawk, with its ability to create illusions and deceive opponents, could be an excellent choice. Its spirit ring would enhance your strategic capabilities, allowing you to outmanoeuvre adversaries."
Feng Xuan felt a surge of excitement at the prospects. "The Phantom Hawk's abilities sound intriguing. It could provide a tactical advantage in battles."
Shivarjuna smiled approvingly. "Indeed, Feng Xuan. Both choices have their merits. The Wind Shadow Leopard will boost your physical capabilities, while the Phantom Hawk will enhance your strategic prowess. The decision ultimately lies with you and how you envision your path as an archer."
Feng Xuan took a deep breath, weighing the options. "Master, I believe the Phantom Hawk's abilities align with my goals. I aim to be not just swift but also cunning in my approach."
Shivarjuna nodded, his eyes gleaming with approval. "A wise choice, Feng Xuan. The Phantom Hawk's spirit ring will serve you well. Remember, each spirit ring you acquire will shape your journey, so choose with both your heart and mind."
With Shivarjuna's guidance, Feng Xuan felt confident in his decision.
Feng Xuan stood at the edge of the courtyard in Nuoding Academy, watching the students as they prepared for the upcoming vacation. He had spent the entire semester avoiding Xiao Wu, wary of Tang Hao's potential reaction. But now, with the semester ending, he felt it was time to finally speak to her.
Gathering his courage, Feng Xuan approached Xiao Wu, who was sitting under a large tree, enjoying the shade. She looked up as he neared, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Feng Xuan!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "I haven't seen you around much this semester."
Feng Xuan gave a small, nervous smile. "Hi, Xiao Wu. Yeah, I've been...busy with training and other things."
Xiao Wu tilted her head, looking at him thoughtfully. "You've been avoiding me, haven't you? Is everything okay?"
He sighed, feeling the weight of his actions over the past months. "Yeah, I have. It's not because of you, though. I was worried about something. But now, with the semester ending and vacation starting, I wanted to talk to you."
Xiao Wu's expression softened. "You don't have to worry about anything. Everything will be fine. What did you want to talk about?"
Feng Xuan took a deep breath, feeling the tension ease slightly. "I've made a lot of progress with my training. My mentor, believes it's time for me to get my first spirit ring. I'll be leaving during this vacation to find and absorb it."
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up with excitement. "That's amazing, Feng Xuan! What kind of spirit ring are you looking for?"
"A Phantom Hawk," Feng Xuan replied. "Its abilities will complement my archery skills and enhance my strategic capabilities. I'll be heading to the Spirit Beast Forest near the Azure Mountains to find one."
Xiao Wu nodded, her enthusiasm undiminished. "That sounds perfect for you. But you'll be careful, right?"
Feng Xuan smiled, appreciating her concern. "Yes, I will. Master will be with me, guiding and protecting me. I've learned a lot this semester, but this will be a big step."
Xiao Wu reached out and placed a reassuring hand on his arm. "You'll do great, Feng Xuan. You've trained so hard, and you're ready for this. Just promise me you'll come back safe and tell me all about your adventure."
Feng Xuan felt a warm sense of camaraderie and support. "I promise, Xiao Wu. Thank you for understanding and for your encouragement. It means a lot."
She grinned, her eyes sparkling with genuine happiness. "We're friends, Feng Xuan. That's what friends are for. Now go and conquer that spirit ring! I can't wait to see how strong you become. After that promise me to that you will fight with me."
Without saying anything about promise, Feng Xuan bid Xiao Wu farewell.