Hu Liena, You Still Want More?

The commotion in the courtyard of Zero Dormitory immediately caught Hu Liena's attention inside the villa.

She sprang out of bed like an arrow leaving the bow, strode to the glass window, and looked down sharply at Tuoba Yan and Tuoba Xi facing off in the courtyard.

"That is... Tuoba Xi!"

As an academy student, studying renowned figures was a required course.

Although Hu Liena had never met Tuoba Xi before, the man before her matched the portrait in the textbooks perfectly. She recognized him at a glance.

What had just happened?

Hu Liena was full of doubts. She only saw that Tuoba Xi looked somewhat disheveled, yet he was still giving the boy who shared his dormitory a thumbs-up.

The glass window had excellent soundproofing. Standing by the windowsill, she could not hear the grandfather and grandson's conversation. She could only see the boy with his back to her, sometimes taking out a sheet of paper from a Storage Soul Guide Device and sometimes conjuring a water ball, his actions impossible to make sense of.

Hu Liena stopped paying attention and turned around to get dressed and wash up.

Tuoba Xi broke the silence first.

"Yan, what was that Self-Created Soul Skill just now? Its power was decent!"

"The power was only... decent?"

Tuoba Yan looked toward the wall bearing Tuoba Xi's sunken outline, his gaze meaningful.

Tuoba Xi gave an embarrassed cough and urged, "I gave you an extra point because I don't want you getting cocky, brat. Hurry up and tell me, what was that Self-Created Soul Skill?"

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Tuoba Yan spread the paper on the ground, then took out pen and ink and drew a black dot on it. "Look at the white paper in my hand. I bet you're looking at the black dot in the middle, aren't you?"

Tuoba Xi's expression froze at those words. He was secretly shocked. How did Tuoba Yan, who could not read minds, know where he had been looking?

"When something appears in a blank space, it becomes a focal point, and your attention naturally gathers there."

As he spoke, Tuoba Yan put away the paper, took out a leather ball, filled it with water by the pool, and carried the water ball over to Tuoba Xi. He demonstrated as he patiently explained.

"Release your Soul Power and inject it into the water ball. Remember, don't simply use Soul Power to burst it. Use your Soul Power to stir the water inside, making the water ball rupture on its own. This is the first stage of training."

As the Soul Power within the water ball continued to spin, it exploded with a bang.

Thinking of how attentively his grandfather had cared for him, Tuoba Yan explained everything in detail without holding anything back.

"The trick is simple. The Soul Power you release must rotate in the same direction as the Soul Power circulating within your body. If the Soul Power in your body flows left, then the Soul Power injected into the water ball should also spin left, and vice versa. This Self-Created Soul Skill can be used by anyone with Soul Power. Even an idiot can learn it."

Tuoba Xi clicked his tongue and muttered, "What if I can't learn it..."

Tuoba Yan teased, "Then that means you're worse than an idiot. For the second stage, you no longer need a water ball. Gather Soul Power in your palm to form a spiraling wind ball. The third stage is even simpler. Use the Rasengan in your hand and strike the target directly!"

After saying that, he walked over to a tree. With a raised hand, Soul Power gathered in his palm into a Rasengan, which he fiercely slammed into the tree.

Bang!

The tree snapped in response, leaving a spiral-shaped cut at the break.

Tuoba Xi was utterly shocked and hurriedly asked, "What is this Soul Skill called?"

"Rasengan."

"Where did you learn it?"

"I created it myself."

"Enough. You may have some talent, but there's no way you could create such an exquisite Self-Created Soul Skill. You've borrowed quite a few ancient Spirit Hall texts recently. Tell me honestly, did you learn it from one of those books?"

Tuoba Xi's face was filled with suspicion.

Tuoba Yan was only six years old.

A six-year-old child had created such an exquisite Self-Created Soul Skill, one that could be passed down through the family.

Tuoba Xi did not believe it. He had heard of those geniuses who created their own Soul Skills; all of them had comprehended their techniques through countless trials and hardships.

Just as Tuoba Yan was about to respond, an incredibly seductive voice came from the gate.

"Hey, you aren't planning to tear this place apart, are you?"

Following the voice, they saw Hu Liena, now washed and dressed, walking gracefully toward them.

Tuoba Xi patted his grandson on the shoulder, his eyes full of implication. He even glanced deliberately toward Hu Liena, as if to say: Hu Liena is quite pretty, Yan. Seize the chance!

"Alright, Grandpa has things to do, so I'll be leaving first. Once your Soul Power reaches level twenty, Grandpa will take you hunting Soul Beasts for a Soul Ring!" After giving his instructions, Tuoba Xi turned and left Zero Dormitory.

Remembering that today was the first day of school, Tuoba Yan turned and headed toward the gate.

But after taking only a few steps, Hu Liena blocked his path.

He dodged left, and Hu Liena quickly followed. He moved right, only for her to block him again.

"Something you need?" Tuoba Yan asked coldly.

In his eyes, Spirit Hall had four fools.

And for Hu Liena, a love-struck fool who could not even walk properly whenever she saw Tang San, he truly had no interest.

Hu Liena smiled. "I wasn't ready last night. I want another match with you."

"I refuse."

Tuoba Yan coldly refused without hesitation.

This was beyond Hu Liena's expectations.

She prided herself on specializing in Charm Arts, and she had countless admirers at the academy. Every one of them had been utterly captivated by her.

She firmly believed that there might be women more beautiful than her, but none more alluring.

Yet Tuoba Yan was an exception.

While Hu Liena was still lost in thought, Tuoba Yan had already gone around her and walked farther away.

This instantly ignited the anger in Hu Liena's heart.

She hated failure, and she hated being treated with cold indifference even more.

She clenched her hands, swiftly turned around, and two Soul Rings descended above her head. Her demon fox Martial Soul possessed her body instantly, her eyes seductive yet resolute.

"You don't get to decide that!"

Before her words had faded, Hu Liena closed in like a Ghostly Figure, her attack swift and fierce.

Caught off guard, Tuoba Yan was left looking somewhat disheveled by her sudden assault.

Hu Liena's fists and kicks came like a raging storm, every move vicious and tricky.

As Tuoba Yan hastily dodged, irritation rose within him. After several exchanges, he was thoroughly fed up with her relentless pestering.

Tuoba Yan leaped backward and put distance between himself and Hu Liena. The anger in his heart intensified as he stared at the clingy Hu Liena. A flash of killing intent passed through his eyes, but on second thought, he felt it would be inappropriate.

Hu Liena might have been somewhat love-struck, but she had done nothing wrong now. Even if she might make mistakes in the future, those were matters for the future.

Perhaps the Hu Liena of the future deserved to die, but killing her now would be utterly unreasonable.

If he did that, he would be no different from a madman.

Besides, her parents had died for Spirit Hall's cause. She was genuinely pitiful.

If he did not kill her, though, she was far too troublesome. Tuoba Yan had a headache. What should he do about this?

Suddenly, inspiration flashed in Tuoba Yan's eyes. He asked, "Do you really want to spar with me?"

"You can't refuse." Hu Liena's tone was forceful.

"You won't regret it?"

"I will definitely beat you."

As she spoke, Hu Liena launched another attack.

Dragon Step.

Tuoba Yan suddenly pushed his speed to the limit. His pupils turned golden in an instant, and his perception and reaction speed rapidly rose. Every one of Hu Liena's attacks missed.

The next second, Hu Liena felt Tuoba Yan's body whirl around behind her, followed by a sudden burst of intense pain.

Thousand Year Kill!

"Ah!"

A scream rang out as Hu Liena shot away like an arrow released from a bow.

After landing, she quickly turned around, her face flushed crimson. One hand covered her injured spot while the other pointed at Tuoba Yan. Embarrassed and furious, she said, "You..."

Before she could finish, Tuoba Yan cut in with a smug laugh. "What about me? You can use that dirty Low Blow Kick, but I can't use Thousand Year Kill?!"