Easy Victory, Hiding Strength

Hearing that there were no rules at all, Zhou Changxi's eyes gleamed.

This was great. Even if he had been forced to fight during class.

Ever since losing to Long Yuan, he had wanted to find a way to win a round against him and recover a bit of his pride, no matter when.

Now that he had the chance, he naturally would not let it slip away.

With a roar, a white soul ring appeared beneath his feet. It immediately shone brightly and rose along his body.

The Great Strength Divine Ape Martial Soul possessed him, and his already sturdier-than-average body swelled even further.

The muscles all over his body bulged, brimming with power.

A little monkey appeared on his shoulder. It was his Soul Spirit.

"First Soul Skill, Power Amplification!"

After chanting the incantation, Zhou Changxi suddenly stepped forward.

Combined with his tall, imposing physique, his presence was intimidating.

Both hands reached out at once, grabbing for Long Yuan's shoulders.

As Zhou Changxi released his Martial Soul and soul ring, Long Yuan also unleashed his White Dragon Martial Soul.

With the White Dragon Martial Soul possessing him, a massive dragon head rose high behind him, looking down upon the approaching Zhou Changxi.

It radiated domineering majesty. Dragons were the kings of all beasts, and the suppression from their bloodline made Zhou Changxi's advancing steps falter for a moment.

A yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring emerged around Long Yuan.

A small Water Dragon appeared on his shoulder. It was his first Soul Spirit.

After absorbing the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, the Water Snake had evolved into a Water Dragon.

This gave him the ability of Water Element Control.

Although Zhou Changxi excelled in using strength, Long Yuan had no intention of confronting him with brute force.

He used Water Element Control instead.

The instant Zhou Changxi lunged to grab him, Long Yuan shifted slightly to the side.

With a sweep of his palm, a massive Water Dragon appeared around him. It was covered in scales and looked little different from a real dragon.

The Water Dragon suddenly swung its tail. With a bang, it smashed into Zhou Changxi's back.

Having just grabbed at empty air and then been struck by the Water Dragon's tail, Zhou Changxi went sprawling face-first.

He tumbled three meters away.

"Damn it..."

Zhou Changxi's expression turned incomparably ugly. He did not even know what had happened before he was sent flying.

That was humiliating.

He quickly scrambled to his feet and turned, intending to charge again.

"Stop!"

At that moment, Wu Zhangkong barked coldly and pointed at Zhou Changxi. "You, eliminated!"

"Remember this: you must treat every battle as a real battlefield. Defeating your opponent is your only goal.

Even if you know you are no match for the other side, a lion hunting a rabbit still goes all out. You cannot give your opponent even the slightest opportunity."

Wu Zhangkong glanced at Long Yuan, then looked toward the others and said, "Long Yuan advances. The next match begins!"

The next match was Tang Wulin versus Xie Xie.

Xie Xie was an eighteenth-level Strong Attack Battle Soul Master, while Tang Wulin was an eleventh-level control-type Soul Master.

The gap between them was huge, but Tang Wulin still gave it his all.

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was released, and a white ten-year soul ring rose from beneath his feet.

A grass snake appeared on his shoulder.

Its name was Golden Light, and it was his bonded Soul Spirit.

From the very beginning, he went all out. Dense Blue Silver Grass vines shot toward Xie Xie, attempting to Entangle him.

This was his First Soul Skill, Entangle.

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul looked ordinary, but it was actually the top-tier Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul.

Whether in appearance or toughness, it was vastly different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls.

Xie Xie's Martial Soul was the Light Dragon Dagger. The yellow soul ring beneath his feet flashed to life as he charged forward.

He was extremely fast, and the Light Dragon Dagger trailed streaks of shrill Golden Light.

Swish, swish, swish...

Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass vines were utterly unable to withstand his Light Dragon Dagger.

Anything that came close was cut off by him.

It took him considerable effort to cut through them, though.

Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass vines were abnormally tough.

But in the end, due to the gap in Soul Power, Tang Wulin still had Xie Xie's Light Dragon Dagger held to his throat.

Wu Zhangkong announced that Xie Xie advanced and Tang Wulin was eliminated.

Both Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were questioned by Wu Zhangkong and scolded mercilessly.

"Should I have used the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul?"

After losing, Tang Wulin looked grim as he muttered quietly.

He actually possessed the powerful Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.

If he had used it, Xie Xie might not have been his match.

But on the night he awakened the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, he dreamed that an old man told him not to reveal it lightly.

That was why he had not used it just now.

The matches between the other students that followed were also criticized harshly.

"The second round begins. You, you—fight each other!"

The second round began. Wu Zhangkong pointed at Long Yuan, then at a female student.

The female student looked petite and adorable, with short light-blue hair and large eyes.

At the sight of her, Na'er's figure appeared in Long Yuan's mind.

"Begin!"

After Wu Zhangkong gave the command, the female student named Li Chushui released her Martial Soul.

Her Martial Soul was a cat. Part of her light-blue short hair turned white, and one of her originally blue eyes became green.

A white Soul Ring rose beneath her feet, while a tiny, adorable white cat appeared on her shoulder.

Seeing everyone use the Soul Skills granted by their Soul Spirits in battle, Long Yuan also chose to use his own Soul Spirit.

After releasing his White Dragon Martial Soul, that miniature Water Dragon appeared on his shoulder once more.

White fur grew over Li Chushui's hands, and sharp claws extended from her fingertips.

She lowered her upper body slightly and nimbly pounced toward Long Yuan.

Her movements were light, and she was extremely fast.

In the previous match, Li Chushui had won through her speed.

Boom! Long Yuan waved his hand, and a Water Curtain appeared around him again. With a thought, it instantly transformed into a massive Water Dragon.

It coiled around his body.

Then the Water Dragon changed, becoming an Ice Dragon.

Mystic Ice Dragon Flight!

It lunged fiercely toward Li Chushui.

Since this was not a real battle, Long Yuan's Mystic Ice Dragon Flight merely circled Li Chushui's body at high speed.

No matter how fast she was, she could not break through Mystic Ice Dragon Flight's defenses.

In the end, Wu Zhangkong announced Li Chushui's elimination.

"Long Yuan, why didn't you attack? Were you trying to go easy on a girl?"

After staring blankly for a moment, Wu Zhangkong still scolded Long Yuan.

"There was no need to attack. As long as she lost, that was enough. On a battlefield, she would have been killed instantly!"

That was Long Yuan's answer.

Wu Zhangkong froze, utterly speechless.

Long Yuan's Water Element Control was simply too proficient. He did not need to attack at all.

Because Li Chushui simply could not break through his defenses.

Hearing Long Yuan's words, Li Chushui looked at him gratefully.

Just now, she had been trapped within Mystic Ice Dragon Flight. Even after trying her utmost, she had been unable to break out.

If Long Yuan had followed up with a Great Dragon Tail Sweep then, she might have been sent flying.

She could very well have been injured.

Soon, it was time for the fourth round—the only remaining match began.

Long Yuan versus Han Lan.

Both had won all the way through and were the last two standing.

A white ring of light flashed beneath Han Lan's feet, and at the same time, a Soul Spirit resembling a clump of earth appeared on her shoulder.

She raised both hands toward Long Yuan.

In an instant, a round yellowish-brown ring of light appeared beneath Long Yuan's feet, and stone pillars shot up one after another.

They formed a sturdy Stone Prison, trapping him inside.

The tops of the pillars curved inward and sealed shut, creating a fully enclosed confinement.

Seeing this, Wu Zhangkong shook his head and shot Long Yuan a glare, an expression that Long Yuan happened to catch.

Long Yuan was quite displeased. Naturally, he understood what Wu Zhangkong meant. With his speed, he could have rushed out of the Stone Prison's range from the very beginning.

But why did he always have to do what Wu Zhangkong wanted? He simply wanted to see how capable Han Lan, who had been saved for last, really was.

Wu Zhangkong's performance in the first lesson had reminded him of Tang San's teacher, Yu Xiaogang—the same sort of arrogant person.

Although Wu Zhangkong truly had some skill and was far more capable than that idiotic piece of trash Yu Xiaogang.

Long Yuan still did not want to keep following the other man's methods.

Couldn't he have an evenly matched battle?

They called it real combat, but it was not truly real combat after all.

Besides, Long Yuan's earlier performance had been far too dazzling. He actually wanted to hide some of his strength.