Douluo: Lord of Weapons
Chapter 18

Opening Ceremony

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Back at the dorm, Lin Xingyu soon entered a meditative state. His consciousness sank into the space of his martial soul and merged with it, urging on his Soul Power and Bloodline Power as he absorbed the origin energy between heaven and earth.

The current Lin Xingyu was no longer the ignorant novice he once was. He could run his Meditation Method and Bloodline cultivation at the same time; it was just that this martial-soul-centered method of cultivation did not temper his Bloodline very much. But it was hugely beneficial to his martial soul and could greatly increase the progress of his Second Awakening.

Watching speck after speck of light pass through his martial soul and merge into his Soul Power and Bloodline, Lin Xingyu felt a sense of pleasure.

Lin Xingyu meditated quietly for the entire afternoon. Seeing what he was doing, the other three all felt as if they had been dragged into the grind, and they immediately threw themselves into meditation as well.

After meditating for the whole afternoon, when it was almost time for dinner, Lin Xingyu left the dorm and headed for the sports field. Eastsea Academy's field was very large, and at this moment, there were not many people there.

Lin Xingyu went onto the field to practice the Martial Path. From the outside, Martial Path Cultivation only looked like a few very simple movements. Its essence lay in using the breathing method to mobilize Bloodline Power and temper the body. Because of that, Lin Xingyu was not afraid in the slightest that others would notice anything abnormal. At most, they would only think his Bloodline was vigorous.

Lin Xingyu closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he instantly entered the state of High-Dimensional Vision. Everything around him slowed. The drifting motes of dust in the air, the faint trembling of leaves in the distance, all entered his sight with perfect clarity, but he had no mind to pay attention to anything else. This round of cultivation focused on his Bloodline.

As his will sank inward, Lin Xingyu activated the Bloodline switch inside his body. In an instant, it was as though a spark had been thrown into a pool of oil. With a boom, his Bloodline boiled over. A hot current surged out from his Dantian and roared through his meridians. Wherever it passed, his skin burned hot and his muscles tightened. That scorching sensation came like a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning, as if his whole body had been thrown into a blazing furnace. Every inch of tendon and bone, every trace of flesh and blood, was being quenched by the high heat.

Lin Xingyu immersed himself in the surging cultivation of his Bloodline. His pores opened to the utmost, like countless little mouths greedily absorbing everything from the outside world. In an instant, Heaven and Earth Origin Energy, carrying the chill and vitality of early morning, swarmed into him.

As soon as it entered his body, that origin energy was like a drop of scalding oil plunging fiercely into an already boiling "soup pot"—his body. In an instant, it was as though a hidden powder keg had been set off. A thunderous rumble erupted inside him, and an intense reaction suddenly rose. His already boiling Bloodline surged even more violently, and the heat climbed by geometric multiples.

Lin Xingyu's skin was as fair as snow, carrying a cold, jade-like luster. At a glance, one might mistake him for a finely carved porcelain doll. But now his body had turned rosy and radiant.

Half an hour later, Lin Xingyu stopped circulating the breathing method. Having cultivated to this point, he could now operate the breathing method at full power twice a day, once in the morning and once at night.

It was just that he was still far from being able to circulate the breathing method at every moment. He would probably have to wait until he reached the Golden Body realm before that might be possible.

After finishing his cultivation, he entered the dining hall for dinner. This time, he ate six portions of Grade A Meal. After dinner, he returned to the dorm and continued meditating. At the same time, he released his second Soul Skill to nurture himself. The handsome yet imposing armor made the other three look on with envy, even more envy than they had felt toward those two Soul Rings.

Lin Xingyu's second Soul Skill was called "Glazed True Fire!" This Soul Skill allowed Lin Xingyu to communicate with the Fire Element and release a unique flame of terrifying temperature. The flames he released had a distinctive Glazed Color.

This was a rare, unique flame possessing vitality. It could absorb the opponent's life force to fuel itself, and it could also release life force to heal wounds. Perhaps this was because the origin of the flame was metal tempered in fire and thereby given life.

However, using the flame to heal only had ten percent effect, while its destructive power had ninety percent effect. Because of that, only Lin Xingyu, its master, could use it to nurture himself.

Half an hour later, after Lin Xingyu felt his fatigue ease, he began to disperse the Glazed True Fire and started meditating.

When the first ray of dawn was still gathering strength behind the curtain of clouds, and the whole world still hovered at the edge of deep sleep, Lin Xingyu had already gently opened his eyes and calmly ended his meditation.

He looked at the other three roommates around him. They were still meditating, and he did not disturb them. He went to the sports field and began his morning breathing exercises.

At this moment, there were only a sparse few senior students running on the field.

The attention Lin Xingyu drew when he arrived was not even as much as the attention drawn by his pair of golden-red eyes.

Half an hour later, Lin Xingyu ended his exercise, washed up, and went to the dining hall.

At nine in the morning, Eastsea Academy held its opening ceremony. It took place on Eastsea Academy's plaza. Every year, this was the only time when everyone gathered together.

Eastsea Academy's intermediate division had seven or eight hundred people, while the advanced division had fewer than two hundred in total.

The intermediate division was like compulsory junior high education. It charged no tuition; only the school system was different. The intermediate academy's program lasted six years, and upon graduating from the sixth grade, students could try to test into an advanced soul master academy.

Just like compulsory education, soul masters near Eastsea City who graduated from a primary academy could take their Graduation Certificate and study at Eastsea Academy.

The compulsory education stage was responsible for teaching soul masters basic knowledge.

The advanced academy was no longer compulsory education. Instead, one had to pass a series of strict examinations before there was any possibility of being admitted. It was like high school in his previous life, only harder to get into. From then on, it would depend on each person's individual ability.

"Students and teachers, hello, everyone. I am Eastsea Academy's dean of studies, Long Hengxu. Today, we are holding the opening ceremony. Next, let us invite Dean Yu Zhen to speak."

The Dean of Eastsea Academy was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, with an ordinary appearance and a scholarly air. This old Dean spoke without a script for only fifteen minutes before ending his speech.

Everything the Dean said was meaningless, no more than encouragement for the students.

After the Dean finished speaking, it was time for the class assignment ceremony. The other students had already returned to their own classes.

"Next, we will conduct the class assignment ceremony. Those whose names I call, step forward..."

"Lin Xingyu, Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, Wei Xiaofeng, Wu Lang..."

As expected, Lin Xingyu heard his own name in Class One.

"Finally, the students of the new Class Five: Xie Xie, Tang Wulin, Yun Xiao..."

Class One had a total of twenty-three people, and they all looked to be in excellent Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

"Class teachers, please lead your students back to your classrooms."

Five teachers each walked toward their own classes. One of them walked toward Class One.

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