Tang Hao's voice carried a hint of urgency and an unprecedented gravity.
After Tang Hao said these words, Tang San, who had experienced the simulation, suddenly snapped out of his daze!
He instantly understood the unsaid, bloody implication behind his father's words--he wanted to kill all the witnesses to keep the secret of the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul!
Tang San hurriedly withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul into his left hand, while simultaneously raising his right hand.
A light blue stalk of grass quietly emerged, swaying gently.
Seeing this Blue Silver Grass, the terrifying murderous aura on Tang Hao vanished without a trace in an instant.
He stared blankly at the small grass emitting a faint blue glow, his eyes losing focus for a moment, as if he were seeing a deeply engraved figure through it.
After a long time, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, which turned completely red. It took a good while before he slowly recovered.
He murmured in a low whisper, "Blue Silver Grass... it really is Blue Silver Grass... just like hers..." Wait!!!
Tang Hao snapped back to reality. If he hadn't misseen, what appeared in Tang San's left hand just now was... a hammer?! And the right hand was grass?!
"Twin Martial Souls!!!"
At this moment, Tang Hao's eyes were filled with ultimate shock and disbelief!
Immediately following that, wild joy and excitement erupted in his eyes like a volcano!
"Twin Martial Souls! It's actually Twin Martial Souls! My son, my son!"
Tang Hao suddenly opened his thick, powerful arms, pulling Tang San tightly and forcefully into his broad yet slightly trembling embrace.
Experiencing the warmth and strength of his father's chest so vividly for the first time, this embrace--which he had felt in the simulation but was now incredibly real--caused Tang San's mind to experience a brief moment of daze and captivation.
As his excited emotions gradually faded, Tang Hao released Tang San. Placing his hands on the boy's thin shoulders, his expression was more solemn than ever before as he said word by word:
"Remember! In your future, you must use the hammer in your left hand to protect the grass in your right hand! Forever!"
Then, as if suddenly remembering another crucial question, he froze. Staring at Tang San with an extremely serious gaze, he asked:
"When you awakened back then, which hand did you extend to that Spirit Hall deacon?"
"The right hand," Tang San gave a definitive answer.
Hearing this answer, the last trace of tension in Tang Hao's eyes finally dissipated, and his gaze returned to its previous calm and steadiness.
He took a deep look at Tang San, as if to carve his current appearance into his heart. Then, without saying a word, he turned and went back to the inner room, never coming out again.
The day slowly passed by.
When night arrived, listening to the even sound of Tang Hao's snoring coming from the inner room, Tang San was in no hurry to fall asleep.
Sitting cross-legged on his small bed, he sank his mind into his brain and called out with his consciousness:
"System, can I start the second life simulation now?"
[Conditions met. The second life simulation can be initiated.]
Receiving the system's cold confirmation, Tang San took a deep breath and said with a determined look, "Then let's begin!"
[Command confirmed. Life simulation starting...]
It was still that familiar, strange sensation of his consciousness being pulled away.
However, as his consciousness gradually cleared and he could once again "perceive" his surroundings, Tang San instantly noticed something wrong!
He "felt" that his current body was clearly much taller and sturdier than his self during the Nuoding Academy period in the first simulation.
If the first simulation covered his experiences from around six to twelve years old, then this current body felt more like... around fourteen years old!
"Everyone, sit down."
As Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's familiar, low voice echoed by his ears, Tang San finally snapped out of his astonishment regarding the change in his body's age and began to focus on observing his surroundings.
He found himself inside a place resembling a classroom or a meeting room.
Aside from several companions he had met in the first simulation--Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar--there were four other young people who looked unfamiliar.
The seven of them, plus the four strangers and Yu Xiaogang sitting at the head of the table, happened to form a circle.
Yu Xiaogang spoke slowly at this time, his tone as serious as always:
"In a few days, the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament will begin. Today, I will first explain the rules to you."
As he spoke, he seemingly casually raised his foot and precisely kicked the buttocks of the dozing Ma Hongjun next to him, a movement so practiced it looked as though it had been rehearsed countless times.
Yet his eyes didn't even look at the grimacing Ma Hongjun as he continued:
"Do not take this lightly. Rules are restrictions, but they are also advantages that can be utilized.
In a match, strength is certainly important, but you must also understand every detail of the rules. Otherwise, it is highly likely that others will exploit them, causing all your previous efforts to go to waste."
Just like that, Yu Xiaogang explained in detail above, while Tang San quietly listened, observed, and analyzed below.
After a long while, combining Yu Xiaogang's explanation with the scattered words of the people around him, he finally figured out the current situation roughly.
They seemed to have formed a team named "Shrek Academy" and were about to participate in an extremely grand competition called the "Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament."
As for those four unfamiliar faces, they were their new teammates, named Jiang Zhu, Tai Long, Huang Yuan, and Jing Ling, respectively.
According to information occasionally mentioned by Yu Xiaogang, all four of them were Battle Spirit Elders above Rank 35.
However, what shook Tang San's heart even more was the change in strength!
It seemed only a short two years or so had passed since the days at Shrek Academy in the first simulation, yet the spirit power ranks of his companions around him had all increased tremendously.
And what he found most unbelievable was himself--through the perception of his internal breath and spirit power, he clearly detected that this simulated body's spirit power thickness had shockingly reached the Spirit Ancestor level!
In just two short years, from a Rank 30 prospective Spirit Elder to a Spirit Ancestor?
This cultivation speed was fast enough to defy common sense!
Was it because he had absorbed higher quality spirit rings in this "future," or had he encountered some other miraculous fortune?
"...Therefore, in team spirit fights, you must pay attention to cooperation. Control system spirit masters must grasp the entire field..."
Yu Xiaogang was still talking nearby about some precautions and tactical arrangements regarding this tournament, occasionally putting on a stern face to scold or warn Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and a few others, pointing out the problems exposed in their past battles.
The simulated Tang San listened as seriously as everyone else, but his heart was already in turmoil.
He was not only shocked by the leap in strength of himself and his companions, but cared even more about this "Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament."
In the first simulation, his experience stopped at the encounter in the Star Dou Great Forest where he was saved by Fu Shiyan, and did not involve this tournament.
This meant that the second simulation had directly brought him into a more distant, more magnificent fragment of the future.
"Why did this simulation... directly jump to two years later?"
Tang San's heart was filled with vigilance and anticipation.
"Senior Fu Shiyan... will he appear in this simulation?"