The Round-Robin Tournament Ends

The Round-Robin Tournament Ends

Ye Qingchen crushed his way through every match until the Round-Robin Tournament finally came to an end. Wang Yan could no longer hold himself back. While the other teams returned to rest, Ye Qingchen was stopped by him.

"Teacher Wang." Ye Qingchen walked over to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan nodded at him and smiled. "Congratulations on winning every match during the New Student Assessment's Round-Robin Tournament. You truly are strong. However, I've always been curious, Ye Qingchen—what exactly is your martial soul?"

"My martial soul is the Silver Dragon. As for my soul skills, I can control elements, so my soul skills aren't fixed," Ye Qingchen said.

"Silver Dragon Martial Soul! Isn't that a martial soul on par with the Golden Dragon? Then why were you able to replicate Huang Chutian's soul skill before?" Wang Yan asked.

"Divine Void Vision. It can copy any soul skill. It's my innate ability." As Ye Qingchen spoke, a six-pointed star pattern appeared within his violet eyes.

"What a special ability. Your martial soul is incredibly powerful. The elements you control can not only be used on yourself, but also on your teammates. That truly is terrifying!"

Wang Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and delight in his heart. "All right, Ye Qingchen, go back and rest first. I'll come find you later." With that, he turned and hurried away.

Sea God Lake, Lake Heart Island, by the shore.

Teacher Wang Yan, who had been overseeing the New Student Assessment not long ago, was standing there now. Not far in front of him sat a disheveled old man whose appearance was truly a mess. His bare feet were soaking in the cool waters of Sea God Lake, while his right hand held a large gourd.

"Elder Xuan, that's the situation. Although these students are still young and are only new students, they are indeed worth paying attention to."

"Mm..." After swallowing a mouthful of chicken, the slovenly old man known as Xuan Zi turned to glance at Wang Yan.

"A Body Martial Soul? That's somewhat interesting," Xuan Zi muttered. His voice was hoarse and aged.

Wang Yan asked, "Elder Xuan, does a hair martial soul count as a Body Martial Soul?"

Xuan Zi ate and drank as he spoke. "It barely counts. You call yourself a theoretical researcher—how can your understanding of Body Martial Souls be so lacking?"

Wang Yan smiled bitterly. "There simply haven't been any subjects to study!"

Xuan Zi chuckled and rose to his feet. "To determine the strength of a Body Martial Soul, you must consider how important that part of the body is to the person. The more important the body part serving as the martial soul is to the human body, the better the Body Martial Soul. The ones who truly interest me are that level-nineteen Spirit Eye boy and the Ye Qingchen you mentioned. Go tell Xiao Ning that I'll be watching the New Student Assessment ranking matches. Have him save me a seat."

"Yes."

After returning to the dormitory, Ye Qingchen looked at Wang Dong, who was sleeping on the other side, and asked. After all, he couldn't allow himself to become entangled in karma—it would be far too troublesome.

"System, what exactly is the karma between Ma Xiaotao and me that you mentioned before?"

Host, the karmic entanglement is nothing more than the Evil Fire within Ma Xiaotao's body. If it is not dealt with, she will likely become inseparably entangled with the host later on.

"That little fatty from ten thousand years ago also had Evil Fire. In the end, it was only resolved with the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower Tang San gave him. System, if I use the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, can I sever this karma?"

Host, this method is theoretically feasible.

"Looks like after the New Student Assessment, I'll have something else to do—subdue the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. Before that, I'll have to refine the God Slaying Spear first. Otherwise, I won't be able to bring out my full strength. As the saying goes, it's good to have a fine divine weapon at your side."

Ye Qingchen also began refining the God Slaying Spear with all his might. The night passed unusually quickly, and the sky gradually brightened.

Before long, the area outside the dormitory became lively. Students from the other dormitories had already gotten up and were busy washing up.

The noisy sounds gradually disturbed the two of them, and Wang Dong's body moved first.

"Mm."

With a soft hum, Wang Dong's voice carried a hint of laziness, even a trace of delicate softness. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ye Qingchen, who was sitting cross-legged on his bed.

"Ye Qingchen, do you have to work so hard? You're cultivating even at night?" Wang Dong said.

"You're one to talk. How's the Yin-Yang Creation Art I gave you coming along?" Ye Qingchen asked.

"Uh... I've mostly mastered it. It can already circulate on its own. Forget that—we're almost late for class," Wang Dong said shamefully.

After Ye Qingchen and Wang Dong got themselves ready, the two soon arrived at the classroom.

After Zhou Yi stepped onto the podium, she said calmly, "After three days, the New Student Assessment has finally concluded. The final results were compiled last night. I have to say, you've all worked very hard. All twenty-two teams from New Student Class One that participated in the assessment have passed the New Student Assessment."

Boom— The entirety of New Student Class One erupted. Cheers rang out through every corner of the classroom.

"All right, quiet down." Only after allowing them to cheer for quite some time did Zhou Yi signal for them to calm down again.

"Passing the assessment merely ensures that you can remain at the academy. Besides, you've only passed the New Student Assessment. There's nothing particularly worth celebrating. You've entered the top sixty-four, and you still need to complete the upcoming Knockout Tournament. The Knockout Tournament is when you'll truly prove your excellence."

Zhou Yi continued, "During this Round-Robin Tournament of the New Student Assessment, six teams achieved perfect records. Two of them are in our class: Class Monitor Ye Qingchen's team and Huo Yuhao's team."

"Awesome, Class Monitor!!!" The students seated around Ye Qingchen echoed their praise.

"Stay calm. Just basic stuff—no need to praise me so much," Ye Qingchen said flatly.

After Zhou Yi finished her evaluation, the usual lessons began. However, Ye Qingchen had no interest in listening and instead continued refining the God Slaying Spear...

(End of Chapter)