Selection

After class ended.

Ye Xiaobao had barely walked out of the classroom when he saw Dugu Yan jogging after him.

Her light purple dress outlined her perfect figure, and there was still a faint pride on her face.

"Ye Xiaobao, the selection matches start tomorrow. You'd better not run into me, or I'll make you regret it."

There was a trace of arrogance in her voice.

After saying that, she flicked her hair, and a fragrant scent wafted from her locks.

"I hope I don't run into you either. If I do tomorrow, you'll have to go easy on me."

Ye Xiaobao deliberately slowed his pace, a faint smile on his face.

He also wanted to build a good relationship with Dugu Yan so that he could get a chance to approach Dugu Bo.

He was determined to obtain the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

It was not merely for the Immortal Herbs. The place itself was a blessed land that could accelerate the growth of medicinal herbs, making it extremely important to the future Martial Soul Empire.

Looking at Ye Xiaobao's handsome face, Dugu Yan was momentarily entranced.

Not only was he talented, but he also had a steady temperament.

When she had returned home yesterday, her grandfather had encouraged her to spend more time with Ye Xiaobao.

A genius like him was indeed far too rare.

Just then, Yu Tianheng suddenly appeared in front of them and greeted Dugu Yan with a smile.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I'm Yu Tianheng. My grandfather is Yu Yuanzhen, the sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

As he spoke, he shot Ye Xiaobao a sidelong glance, as though annoyed that he was in the way.

In his eyes, with his background and looks, Dugu Yan should have been instantly won over.

Dugu Yan was also somewhat annoyed to see Yu Tianheng blocking her way. She directly pushed him aside and said coldly,

"I think you're really in the way. Move aside. Don't block the path."

Ye Xiaobao followed behind Dugu Yan as well, not sparing Yu Tianheng a single glance.

Watching the two walk farther and farther away, Yu Tianheng's expression turned extremely ugly.

He had learned that Dugu Bo's granddaughter had also come to Heaven Dou Royal Academy. He had originally planned to pursue Dugu Yan and use her to win over Dugu Bo.

Yet Dugu Yan seemed completely uninterested in him.

"Kid, just you wait."

He immediately began to resent Ye Xiaobao as well.

The next day, at the Soul Fighting Arena of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The Heaven Dou Battle Team selection tournament was about to begin.

A circle of students sat around the Soul Fighting Arena. Most of the teachers and students from Heaven Dou Royal Academy had come, and noisy chatter rose and fell continuously, creating a lively scene.

Ye Xiaobao was also seated in the stands, with Dugu Yan beside him. The two chatted and laughed from time to time, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Qin Ming slowly walked to the center of the fighting platform and announced loudly,

"Students, I will be presiding over this selection tournament. Aside from auxiliary-type students, everyone else will compete in 1v1 and 2v2 matches. Form your own teams. Losing the ability to fight or falling off the fighting platform will count as defeat."

After saying that, he added,

"Education Committee Member Bai Baoshan, Education Committee Member Dong Lin, and I will conduct a comprehensive evaluation. The top nine will enter the Heaven Dou Battle Team. Of course, the bottom three among them will serve as substitutes, so I hope everyone gives it their all."

"Now, the first match: Yu Tianheng versus Dugu Yan!"

Dugu Yan covered her mouth as well. She had not expected to be called in the very first match, and her opponent was actually Yu Tianheng!

She had heard her grandfather mention him before. Yu Tianheng came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, and his martial soul was the number one Beast Martial Soul in the world—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan quickly stepped onto the fighting platform and stood twenty meters apart.

Yu Tianheng wore a light blue fitted outfit, his figure tall and slender. He cupped his fists and said solemnly,

"Yu Tianheng, Level 36 assault-type Battle Soul Venerable, martial soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Please enlighten me!"

"Dugu Yan, Level 35 control-type Battle Soul Venerable, martial soul: Jade Python. Please enlighten me!"

Dugu Yan introduced herself in the same manner.

Seeing Dugu Yan in her tight combat outfit, Yu Tianheng's heart burned with desire as he thought to himself, Dugu Yan, today I'll show you just how powerful our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul is. You should also know who is truly worthy to be your future match.

Dugu Yan rolled her eyes. She had no idea where Yu Tianheng got his confidence from.

After Qin Ming below the stage shouted, "Begin!"

Yu Tianheng immediately released his soul rings.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Three soul rings appeared in succession. Yu Tianheng charged toward Dugu Yan, swiftly completing his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon possession.

Having been taught by Dugu Bo since childhood, Dugu Yan was naturally no easy opponent either.

Her martial soul possession and soul ring activation were completed in an instant.

A ring of poisonous mist had already risen around her.

Possessed by the Jade Python, Dugu Yan exuded a strange, sinister beauty. Her eyes turned into vertical slits, radiating waves of coldness.

Watching the two fight fiercely on the stage, Ye Xiaobao found it utterly uninteresting.

After all, although these two could be considered top geniuses in the Heaven Dou Empire, there was still a huge gap between them and Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

However, Yu Tianheng's martial soul did confirm something for him.

It was Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Not Blue Lightning Tyrant, Dragon!

In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the tide of the battle had begun to shift. Dugu Yan was not only one level lower in Soul Power, but the quality of her martial soul was also somewhat inferior.

Furthermore, Yu Tianheng's lightning attribute had a certain restraining effect on poison.

Just as Yu Tianheng was about to unleash his final strike, Dugu Yan directly raised her hand and conceded.

When Dugu Yan sat beside Ye Xiaobao, she pouted unhappily.

"That Yu Tianheng really is stronger than me. If you run into him, Xiaobao, you should just concede. Otherwise, you'll suffer for it."

Hearing this, Ye Xiaobao merely smiled and nodded without replying.

He knew Dugu Yan meant well, but in his eyes, Yu Tianheng was too weak to even make him want to act.

The battles on the stage continued, and Ye Xiaobao was nearly falling asleep from boredom.

"Eighth match: Ye Xiaobao versus Shi Mo. Both contestants, please come onstage."

Hearing that it was his turn, Ye Xiaobao perked up a little. He stood, stretched lazily, and walked toward the fighting platform.

After both had taken the stage, Ye Xiaobao looked at his opponent. He was a burly young man whose muscles looked ready to burst through his clothes.

The two cupped their fists to each other, and Shi Mo said in a deep, booming voice,

"Shi Mo, Level 34 defense-type Soul Elder, martial soul: Black Tortoise. Please enlighten me!"

Ye Xiaobao introduced himself as well.

"Ye Xiaobao, Level 31 assault-type Battle Soul Venerable, martial soul: Golden Cudgel. Please enlighten me!"

Upon hearing that Ye Xiaobao was a Battle Soul Venerable, Shi Mo kindly advised him,

"I suggest you concede directly and save your Soul Power for the later matches. Battle Soul Venerables of the same level find it difficult to break through my defense, let alone when your Soul Power is even lower than mine. If we fight, your evaluation score will be lower too."

Sensing Shi Mo's good intentions, Ye Xiaobao smiled politely and teased,

"Competition first, friendship second, right? How can we not fight? What if I win?"

Many people below the stage heard Ye Xiaobao's words and felt that he was overestimating himself.

"Assault-type soul masters are already countered by defense-type soul masters, yet he still wants to win? What a dreamer!"

"Exactly. He looks pretty handsome, but I didn't expect him to be so arrogant."

"Overconfident fool, get off the stage already..."

Hearing the unpleasant remarks from the crowd, Dong Bo at the judges' table grew somewhat displeased.

Bai Baoshan rubbed his round belly beside him and asked with a smile,

"Mr. Dong, who do you think will win this battle?"

Dong Bo snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "That fatso will be impressive if he lasts three moves!"

Bai Baoshan?

Fatso?

Big brother, could you show me some respect?

Bai Baoshan was a little angry as well.

Yes, your disciple was a genius.

But with the restraint between soul master types and the gap in Soul Power, how could he possibly win?

Ignorant and blindly confident, though he had only just joined.