Qin Ming stood on the field with a gloomy face, staring at the students in front of him and shouting:
"You actually let the support-type and healing-type spirit masters fall first—how impressive!"
"Did you train like dogs during this whole session?"
All members of the Blue Tyrant Team lowered their heads in shame, especially Tai Long and Huang Yuan, who wished they could bury their heads in the ground and pretend to be ostriches.
During the previous training, their task was to protect Jiangzhu and Ning Rongrong.
However, with the aid of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the two of them had become increasingly powerful and focused their attacks fiercely on the two opposing level-39 spirit masters.
Taking advantage of this, the agile assault-type spirit masters from the Kamikaze Team struck hard, instantly knocking out the unguarded Ning Rongrong and Jiangzhu with a single blow.
Without support and healing, the tide turned quickly.
Except for Yu Tianheng, who had the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit and was still able to hold his ground, the rest were knocked down in just a few moves.
Yu Xiaowei's evaluation of Tai Long and Huang Yuan's behavior was simple:
"You were given buffs—then go and protect them!"
As for the selection of the Blue Tyrant Team, he had a new idea recently, but there was something he needed to handle first.
...
Oscar stood nervously in a small courtyard full of strange equipment.
Ever since Yu Xiaowei pointed him out that day, he felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on his heart.
What made him even more anxious was that Yu Xiaowei didn't approach him afterward.
Early in the morning, Yu Tianheng had brought him to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's land and this secluded courtyard.
Then he left, only saying that Yu Xiaowei would come see him.
But Oscar had waited here all morning and hadn't seen Yu Xiaowei at all.
The luxury and rigid rules of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan were a huge eye-opener for a village boy like Oscar.
Because of that, he didn't dare move a muscle and simply stood there like a fool.
"Sorry, I'm late."
It was already near noon, and Oscar's stomach was rumbling like thunder when he heard Yu Xiaowei's voice.
Unlike his domineering tone at the academy, this voice almost made Oscar think the person in front of him was Yu Xiaowei's twin brother.
Yu Xiaowei, within the clan grounds, clearly carried the presence of someone powerful, and Oscar instinctively used an honorific tone.
"I wonder... what did you want to talk to me about?"
"Are you missing Shrek? Or are you missing your two older brothers?"
Seeing Oscar's respectful demeanor, Yu Xiaowei smiled and went straight for the kill with his question.
The question caught Oscar off guard. Instinctively, he wanted to deny it.
But when he met Yu Xiaowei's piercing gaze, he could only answer honestly.
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I've lived with Boss Dai and Fatty for years… I miss them when they're gone."
"In Shrek Academy's environment, do you think you can ever cultivate to Shao Xin's level? Do you know that?"
Oscar fell silent, lowering his head. After a long moment, he whispered:
"I know."
Yu Xiaowei nodded with satisfaction, then said:
"There is now a chance before you—a chance to become the first Food-Type Titled Douluo in history."
"Do you want it?"
Oscar's head snapped up, staring at Yu Xiaowei in disbelief.
"What did you say? You can make me a Titled Douluo?"
In fact, no Food-Type Spirit Master had ever become a Titled Douluo.
It was a well-known belief that support-type spirit masters couldn't reach such heights.
Although Flender once told him that he was the first food-type spirit master in history with full innate spirit power, with limitless future potential, even the possibility of surpassing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda...
Oscar never really believed it.
He never thought he would be the one to rewrite history.
So, throughout his years at Shrek Academy, aside from attending classes, he spent most of his time sleeping, never seriously cultivating.
And now, Yu Xiaowei was saying what?
He could make him the first Food-Type Titled Douluo?
But Yu Xiaowei's next sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured over Oscar's head.
"There's a condition. Did you think it'd be that easy?"
"What… what condition?"
"Join my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect. With just that one condition, I can guarantee your rise to Titled Douluo."
"This..."
Oscar hesitated. It sounded tempting, but Flender had always warned him: once you join a sect, it's like sinking into deep waters.
Oscar also disliked being constrained, a view he inherited from his parents.
Besides, he knew that Yu Xiaowei was enemies with Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and he didn't want to betray his brothers.
On one side: the chance to become a Titled Douluo.
On the other: his brothers.
After long contemplation, Oscar made a difficult decision.
"Sorry, I still feel..."
Before he could finish, the temperature of the courtyard dropped sharply, and a chill emanated from Yu Xiaowei's body.
Oscar felt suffocated, as though a giant beast was looming over him, ready to devour. He couldn't stop trembling in fear.
Yu Xiaowei grinned, but in Oscar's eyes, it was the terrifying snarl of a beast.
"Join my Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect. Not only will you get the chance to become a Titled Douluo, but I swear—so long as Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun don't oppose me in the future, I won't kill them."
"If they do, this time next year will be their death anniversary."
"Don't ask whether I can do it. Just know—I've killed more people than you've ever seen."
Oscar, who had never experienced killing intent before, collapsed in fear and scrambled backward, staring at Yu Xiaowei in horror.
He knew Yu Xiaowei was a year younger than him—but how could someone be this terrifying?
He pointed at Yu Xiaowei, voice trembling:
"You... you're a demon."
"Yes, I'm a demon. So what? Any problems? Give me a straight answer—do you want to join the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect?"
"I will! I will!!!"
Oscar screamed hoarsely. At this point, did he really have any other choice?
The murderous aura faded like the tide, and Yu Xiaowei instantly returned to looking like a cheerful young man. He reached out a hand to Oscar with a smile.
"Since you've joined the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, that makes us brothers from now on. Come on, don't be shy. I'll treat you to a good meal next time."
As he stared at Yu Xiaowei—who seemed like a completely different person—Oscar couldn't help but wonder:
Which face was the real Yu Xiaowei?
Did he really have a twin brother?