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In the end, Jiang Ming still did not take the path of clinging to a little rich girl's coattails.

As a man!

Of course, right now he was still a boy.

As a boy, he had to have dignity!

"Is one thousand Gold Soul Coins not enough? Then... two thousand?"

Seeing Jiang Ming refuse, Ling Luochen thought the amount was too little, so she doubled it again.

"Hiss~"

Jiang Ming sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes filled with shock and awe.

Two thousand Gold Soul Coins, just like that? Big sister, just how rich are you?!

Jiang Ming had to admit, he was tempted.

Two thousand Gold Soul Coins would be enough for him to make nearly a hundred Level Four Fixed Soul Cannonballs!

But dignity.

Dignity!

Jiang Ming kept the dignity he had as a boy firmly in mind at all times. Under the temptation of a mere two thousand Gold Soul Coins, he held fast and put away the table.

"Let's go for a walk. This cafeteria's a little hot."

Jiang Ming stood up, still somewhat conflicted inside.

That was two thousand Gold Soul Coins!

Under the big tree by the Dormitory Building, Jiang Ming and Ling Luochen lay on Lounge Chairs, gazing up at the starry sky.

"I appreciate the thought, but I don't really like owing other people things. Forget it."

Jiang Ming smiled, then reached into his Storage Soul Tool and took out two ice-blue drinks, handing one to Ling Luochen.

Ling Luochen accepted the drink Jiang Ming handed her and said nothing more, silently sipping the drink in the cup and enjoying the icy refreshment between her lips and teeth.

Since Jiang Ming had refused, she naturally would not insist on giving him money.

"Ling Luochen, do you believe now that we can steamroll the Freshman Assessment?"

Jiang Ming swallowed the icy drink in his mouth, looked up at the starry sky from the Lounge Chair, and relaxed his body.

Come to think of it, it had been a long time since he had relaxed like this. Today, he would not cultivate. He would just take a proper break.

"Mm... I believe it a little now. But why do you never use your Martial Soul?"

Ling Luochen nodded. The strength Jiang Ming had displayed in the previous matches really had been a little too excessive.

At this pace, steamrolling the Freshman Assessment should not be much of a problem.

Wait—if they really steamrolled the Freshman Assessment, wouldn't that mean she had lost?!

Ling Luochen suddenly remembered the bet she had made with Jiang Ming a few days ago. Her cool little face stiffened, and she felt as if she had been tricked.

"Not using my Martial Soul... Heh, there's just no need. If I can deal with things whether I use my Martial Soul or not, why waste the effort to release it?"

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Ling Luochen could not help turning her head to glance at him.

Jiang Ming's words sounded somewhat arrogant, but Ling Luochen already knew that Jiang Ming was not bragging. He really did have the ability to steamroll all his opponents without using his Martial Soul.

But the doubts in Ling Luochen's heart did not fade. Instead, they only grew.

She could sense that Jiang Ming was hiding many stories in his heart. He must have experienced many things.

Otherwise, she could not imagine how Jiang Ming, who was the same age as her and even one or two months younger, could possess such terrifying strength!

However, in Ling Luochen's heart, Jiang Ming was not yet the strongest genius among their peers.

A few years ago, when she had gone to the Far North to obtain her second soul ring, she had met another similarly monstrous genius.

At that time, she had only had two rings, while that person had already been a Three-Ring Soul Master! Not only that, all three of that person's soul rings had been purple Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

Back then, both she and that person had been wearing masks against the wind and snow, so neither side had seen the other's face. She had only discovered the secret of that person's soul rings by chance.

She had kept that secret hidden in her heart all this time and had never told anyone.

Jiang Ming truly was extremely talented, to the point where he could even be called a monster! But Ling Luochen felt that that person would not be inferior to Jiang Ming. In fact, by now, they might even have already reached the Soul Ancestor realm!

Ling Luochen wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she discovered that Jiang Ming had actually already fallen asleep on the Lounge Chair.

Just how tired was he...?

Ling Luochen looked at Jiang Ming, who had fallen asleep directly on the Lounge Chair even though the dormitory was right in front of him, and her gaze turned somewhat complicated.

Seeing that Jiang Ming seemed to be sleeping soundly, Ling Luochen did not wait for him any longer. She took her drink, stood up, and returned to the dormitory.

The weather was not cold yet, so sleeping under the tree would not cause any problems.

Early in the morning, the first ray of sunlight passed through the gap between the Dormitory Buildings and fell upon the leaves of the old tree, making the leaves that had already begun to yellow appear even more golden.

Dorm Manager Grandpa arrived downstairs at the Dormitory Building on time. When he saw Jiang Ming sleeping under the tree, a faint smile appeared on his aged face.

Youth was truly wonderful. He could fall asleep the moment his head touched something, and his sleep quality was even this good.

Dorm Manager Grandpa did not disturb the sleeping Jiang Ming. He simply lay down beside him, eyes half-closed, looking thoroughly content.

As time passed, the sun grew brighter and brighter, and Jiang Ming woke with a yawn.

"Morning, Dorm Manager Grandpa!"

Jiang Ming got up from the Lounge Chair and greeted Dorm Manager Grandpa beside him.

Dorm Manager Grandpa nodded and said nothing more.

Before long, Jiang Ming went upstairs, washed up, and bought a few buns and two cups of milk of unknown variety from the cafeteria.

Glancing at the warning by the cafeteria entrance that said food was not allowed to be taken out, Jiang Ming directly put the food in his Storage Soul Tool and carried it away.

Before long, Jiang Ming arrived at District 13, eating buns and drinking milk as he waited for the matches.

There were ten matches in the Round-robin Tournament altogether. They had fought six over the past two days, so there were still four left.

And during this stretch of the Round-robin Tournament, many groups had already been eliminated.

After a while, Ling Luochen came over.

Without even looking, Jiang Ming reached into his Storage Soul Tool and took out buns and milk.

"Want some? My treat."

Ling Luochen looked at the buns and milk in Jiang Ming's hands. After hesitating for a moment, she still accepted them.

She really had not eaten. When she woke up and saw that Jiang Ming had disappeared again, she had been worried sick and had not had time for breakfast.

"There are four matches today. Once we finish them, the Round-robin Tournament will be over. To stay in Shrek Academy and avoid elimination, the people in the other groups will probably fight even harder."

Ling Luochen spoke while eating.

"Mm, true."

Jiang Ming merely nodded and said nothing, but his eyes lit up slightly.

He seemed to have found a business opportunity!

Before long, Jiang Ming and Ling Luochen's match began.

As a team with six straight victories, they were the first to start their match today.

But after the referee teacher announced the start of the match, Jiang Ming did not defeat the three opponents right away. Instead, he suppressed his own soul power and fought the opposing Attack-type Soul Master to an even standstill.

"Heh, people made you sound like some kind of legend, but now that I see you, you're not that terrifying!"

The opponent, with two hundred-year Yellow Soul Rings around him, was filled with Battle Intent.

He had heard before that Jiang Ming was a monster who had won six matches without using his Martial Soul, so he had already prepared himself to be beaten badly. He had not expected Jiang Ming to be only at this level.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Jiang Ming lifted his eyes slightly, and an extremely powerful Soul Power Pressure suddenly bore down on the opponent!

In just an instant, the Two-ring Great Soul Master was about to drop to his knees!

But Jiang Ming placed both hands on his arms, stopping his body from kneeling.

"Buddy, how about we discuss something? You definitely can't beat me. How about this—you give me three Gold Soul Coins, and I'll make your group's loss look a little better. You'll even be able to preserve your condition for the next match. You should know that after yesterday's matches, most of the groups aren't in great shape right now."

Jiang Ming spoke in a low voice, a trace of temptation in his tone.