"Hey, hey... this is bizarre. Even if the Osler is holding back, he wouldn't stumble over the same stone twice," Yu Feng said, swallowing hard, his face full of disbelief.
Standing beside him, Yu Tianheng seemed to notice something, and upon hearing Yu Feng's words, he spoke with a serious expression, "No, rather than saying the Osler is holding back, it's more like Lan Si has already anticipated his actions. This Lan Si is not simple. The Osler is completely suppressed. Even without using his martial spirit, just relying on his basic strength, he has already surpassed the Osler in his martial spirit-possessed state. And did you notice his first spirit skill? It seemed to be executed casually, without using full power."
As he spoke, Yu Tianheng pointed at the eight blades orbiting around Lan Si.
"Good observation," Qin Ming, standing beside Yu Tianheng, patted his shoulder and sighed, "We've all underestimated Lan Si, including me."
"Teacher, Tianheng, does that mean Osler has no chance of winning?" Dugu Yan couldn't help but ask.
"The outcome is decided," Qin Ming sighed. Yu Tianheng nodded slowly in agreement.
As they spoke, Lan Si unleashed his second spirit skill. Four green lotuses transformed into a storm of flying blades, sealing off Osler from all directions.
Osler had no way to dodge. He could only take it head-on, but the number of flying blades was overwhelming, and their power was immense. They weren't something a sensitive-type spirit master like Osler could handle.
Even his third spirit skill was ineffective; he could fend off one wave of blades only to have another take its place, with the previous wave turning around and attacking again under Lan Si's control. The attacks were relentless and continuous.
In no time, Osler was covered in wounds, his spirit power depleted as he collapsed on the ground.
Ye Lingling quickly summoned her Nine Hearts Begonia spirit and began area healing.
What surprised Lan Si was that although he wasn't injured, Ye Lingling's healing range included him as well.
Qin Ming led the rest of the Emperor team over. "Lan Si, as the teacher of the Emperor team, I congratulate you. From today on, you are officially a member of our Emperor team."
Lan Si's strength had clearly exceeded Qin Ming's expectations. At this rate, the Emperor team would definitely achieve remarkable results in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament two years later.
"Lan Si, I am Yu Tianheng, the captain of the Emperor team, martial spirit Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, a level 39 assault-type spirit master. Welcome to the team." Yu Tianheng looked Lan Si in the eye and extended his right hand in a gesture of goodwill.
As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling face. Although they might become enemies in the future due to Qian Renxue, for now, there was no conflict between them. They shook hands amicably, and Lan Si called out, "Captain."
Since the captain welcomed Lan Si, the rest of the Emperor members naturally had no objections. Even Dugu Yan introduced herself, albeit with a reluctant expression.
After the introductions, Qin Ming suggested they go to Heaven Dou City to celebrate Lan Si's joining.
Everyone was happy to oblige.
However, what puzzled Lan Si was that Ye Lingling did not attend the banquet. But considering her background, he didn't think much of it.
That night, Lan Si uncharacteristically drank a bit of wine. The next morning, after bidding farewell to the Emperor team, he left the hotel and headed to the Crown Prince's Mansion.
"Stop right there! This is the Crown Prince's Mansion. No unauthorized entry." As soon as he arrived at the gates, Lan Si was stopped by two fully armed guards.
Lan Si took out the token Qian Renxue had given him in the Star Dou Forest. "I am Lan Si, a student of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, here to meet the Crown Prince."
"The Crown Prince's token?" Seeing the token in Lan Si's hand, the two guards' expressions changed, their attitude shifting from formal to fawning. "Lord Lan Si, please come in. His Highness has instructed that you may enter directly without notification if you arrive."
Lan Si nodded and stepped inside.
His first impression of the Crown Prince's Mansion was its vastness—extremely vast.
Not to mention how luxuriously it was decorated, the estate's sheer size was impressive. Lan Si followed a maid for nearly ten minutes before finally reaching the reception hall.
He found himself alone in the spacious hall, which spanned several hundred square meters.
Lan Si took a sip of fragrant tea and waited quietly. After about half an hour, the hall's doors finally opened, and a deep, magnetic male voice sounded from outside. "You may all leave. Without my order, no one is allowed to enter this courtyard."
Lan Si looked up to see a young man about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old entering.
With short golden hair, he wasn't extraordinarily handsome, but his features were well-defined, and he wore a clean, cyan robe, giving off a fresh vibe. Despite his ordinary attire, he exuded a special aura.
As the young man approached, Lan Si was momentarily stunned. Internally grumbling about Qian Renxue's theatrics, he stood up and bowed respectfully, "Lan Si greets Your Highness."
"No need for formalities. Please sit." The young man smiled faintly and gestured for him to take a seat.
"After you, Your Highness," Lan Si thought, wondering why Qian Renxue didn't question him about how he knew she was Xue Qinghe.
They both sat down, and "Xue Qinghe" first exchanged some polite remarks with Lan Si. Then he said, "Lan Si, I know why you are here. When you entered the Crown Prince's Mansion, I sent someone to inform my sister. She should be here soon."
Lan Si nodded, choosing not to expose him. Today, he was curious to see what kind of game Qian Renxue was playing.
Suddenly, the doors of the reception hall opened again. A young girl in a golden court dress with blonde hair walked in—it was Qian Renxue.
"Brother, why did you call me in such a hurry?" Qian Renxue complained first, then turned to Lan Si with feigned surprise, "What are you doing here?"
Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Lan Si rolled his eyes. No wonder something felt off—this "Xue Qinghe" was a fake within a fake, someone Qian Renxue had arranged to fool him. This was to show that she and Xue Qinghe were indeed siblings, not the same person.
"Xue'er, you're here. Since Lan Si is your friend, I will take my leave and let you talk." Saying this, the "Xue Qinghe" walked out of the reception hall. As he passed by Qian Renxue, Lan Si vaguely saw them exchange a glance.
"It's really hard to meet you," Lan Si sighed helplessly. He took out a brocade box from his soul tool and tossed it to Qian Renxue before reclining on his chair.
"What is this?" Once "Xue Qinghe" left, Qian Renxue relaxed and casually caught the brocade box Lan Si threw over, asking curiously.
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