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Mu Yan's golden pupil martial soul allowed his eyes to capture every movement of Hu Lie Na, as if time had slowed down, and everything became clear and predictable.

Every time Hulena swung her fists and legs, he could rely on his Golden Eyes' extraordinary perception to quickly catch the trajectory of the attacks. Then, using his quick thinking, he would predict her attack direction and make the necessary preparations to dodge in time.

"Thousand Year Kill!"

"Ah!"

……

"Thousand Year Kill!"

"Ah!"

……

The cries of pain from being struck echoed relentlessly on the stairs, a jarring melody of ache and exhilaration.

Hulena's Martial Soul is a fox spirit, allowing her to use foxfire for attacks.

Unfortunately, Tuoba Yan's Saint Martial Spirit was a demon of fire, and his fire resistance far exceeded that of ordinary people.

With Hulena's current Soul Grand Master cultivation, the foxfire she released was nothing more than a tickle to Tuoba Yan, incapable of harming him in the slightest.

Hulena's second Soul Skill, Charm, while capable of influencing opponents through voice and eyes, was completely disregarded by Tuoba Yan. His mental fortitude had already reached the peak of the Spirit Yuan Realm, and with the blessing of his Golden Pupil Martial Soul, he was entirely immune to Hulena's Charm Arts, despite her being a Soul Grand Master.

"Wow, who is that?"

"Isn't today the last day of the month, the day for challenges?"

"Doesn't matter if it's a challenge day. Whoa, look, top student Hu Li Na is getting beat down. Shhh, listen to that sound, so mesmerizing!"

The intense and captivating battle on the steps quickly drew a crowd of students from Junior Soul Master Academy, gathered below. They murmured amongst themselves, each offering their own opinions.

After fighting for a long while, Huleyna finally grew exhausted. Her chest heaved dramatically, and she gasped for breath, large beads of sweat trickling down her forehead.

She abruptly stopped all movement, her hands clasped behind her back, covering the wound as she bit down hard on her lips, her eyes filled with resentment and anger.

She cursed him inwardly. Tuoba Yan was simply her unlucky star; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't gain even the slightest advantage over him.

Tuoba Yan looked at Hulena's wretched appearance, a smug feeling filling his heart.

He didn't want to have anything more to do with Hulina, so he decided to elevate her dislike of him to the absolute maximum.

The corners of his lips curved upward slightly, a mocking smile playing on his face, and a mesmerizing voice escaped his lips.

"Hehe, I love seeing you struggle to defeat me, yet being powerless to do so."

Hearing this, the anger in Hurena's heart flared up again, her fists clenching until her knuckles cracked, and her eyes nearly burst with fury.

Seeing this, Tuoba Yan didn't hold back at all; instead, he continued to tease Hulena, his tone laced with amusement.

"Early in the morning, I want to leave, but you don't want me to. You need me to beat you up a bit before you feel comfortable, right?"

Hulena was furious, her entire body trembling. She gasped for breath, her chest rising and falling, and she thrust a finger at Tuoba Yan, wanting to say something, but the feeling of being stifled choked her words.

Tuoba Yan's words were like a series of sharp daggers, each one piercing her heart and inflicting immense pain, the insult particularly stinging.

However, Tuoba Yan wasn't going to give her a chance to argue. He spoke first, "You've been hit by my Thousand Year Kill thirty-nine times, and you still want more? Hey, do you think you're addicted?"

At that moment, a wave of unpleasant chatter rose from below.

"She must be addicted. It's rare to see something like this, a unique Self-Created Soul Skill. I think I can copy it too! Look, is that the gesture?"

Hulena ignored the whispers around her.

She turned silently, retreating like a dormant lone wolf, slowly fading into the distance.

This silence made Tuoba Yan feel a growing unease, prompting him to question himself.

"Did I do something wrong?"

After a moment's thought, Tuoba Yan shook his head.

If one wishes to interact with Hurena, then whatever actions were taken and words spoken today were certainly wrong.

He hadn't forgotten his original intention. His intention had been to avoid any involvement with Hulina.

This sparring match was entirely due to Hulina's relentless pestering. He simply used a method that would disgust her to achieve their mutual goal of leaving each other in peace.

Watching Hulena ascend the steps, Tuoba Yan realized that her graceful figure was surprisingly captivating.

Tuoba Yan's fingertips still held a trace of warmth.

Huliena was charming, undeniably so, but he hadn't forgotten what kind of person she was. The Spirit Hall, destined to be destroyed by Tang San, would bear a third of the responsibility for its downfall.

Of the Four Imbeciles of the Spirit Hall, Tuoba Xi was the most selfless, while Hulinna was someone completely lacking in that spirit.

Seeing Tang San, Hu Li'na would become unsteady on her feet, and she would do things that harmed the interests of the Spirit Hall.

After the new semester began, Tuoba Yan only attended a few classes before ceasing to go altogether, spending each day skipping class to head to the Simulated Training Grounds.

Because Tuoba Xi had arranged things in advance, and considering his status as a student of Zero Dormitory receiving special attention from the Spirit Hall, he wouldn't face any repercussions from the teachers, even for skipping class.

After a crushing defeat at the hands of Tuoba Yan and suffering thirty-nine heavy blows from Thousand Year Kill, Hu Li Na never sought another spar with him.

Though they lived in Zero Dormitory, Tuoba Yan rarely saw her.

According to the attendants, Hu Li Na had been in seclusion, diligently cultivating, living a life between the Simulated Training Grounds and her dormitory, even abandoning shopping trips.

Occasionally encountering her in the dormitory, she acted as a stranger, passing Tuoba Yan with a detached expression.

On the twenty-first day after the semester began, Tuoba Yan's cultivation finally broke through to level twenty.

This time, he chose the Star Dou Forest to acquire his Soul Ring.

In the carriage, Tuoba Xi asked, "Yan'er, how many years are you aiming for with this Soul Ring?"

"Six thousand years."

"Does it need to be that high? Father's expectation was four thousand years."

Tuoba Xi's tone was filled with shock and unease.

Six thousand years was a full two thousand years more than four thousand.

The upper limit for ordinary Soul Masters acquiring their third Soul Ring was one thousand seven hundred years, and Tuoba Yan was requesting six thousand.

Tuoba Yan nodded. "Hmm."

His Martial Soul's defense was naturally higher than that of other Soul Masters. What was more important was that he had recently made a breakthrough in his physical constitution. He had already absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, and now he was aiming for a six-thousand-year Soul Ring.