At the Cultivation Field, the students of the Spirit Institute had already gathered in several circles.
Tuoba and Zhao Gang stood behind Yu Jian and Zhao Gang respectively.
"Yu Jian, show her something she won't forget."
Tuoba glanced disapprovingly at Xin Lin and Zhao Gang, his face filled with disdain.
Master Mu had not arrived.
The annoying egg was also absent by Xin Lin's side.
He couldn't believe Xin Lin still had any other helpers.
If the opponent weren't a newcomer, Tuoba would have loved to step in personally and humiliate the opponent.
He urged Yu Jian, spreading rumors, all to teach Xin Lin and the Shaking Light Class a lesson.
"Xin Lin, are you really going to compete in Gathering Spirit?"
Zhao Gang was a bit worried.
"What, worried I'm not strong enough?"
Xin Lin chuckled.
"That's not what I mean; it's just that Yu Jian's father is an inner sect disciple of the Xuantian Sect, skilled in Gathering Spirit. His Spirit Art is slightly better than ours."
