The Score is Three to Two, Victory is Mine! (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

After using the Gold Soul Coins he had earned over the past few days to eat a hearty lunch, Jiang Ming went straight to the Assessment Area.

In the morning, they had successfully advanced to the top eight. In the afternoon was the match from eight to four.

Jiang Ming's group was rather lucky—or rather, Ling Luochen's luck was quite good. In the draw, they picked the weakest team among the top eight.

This team also consisted of three Second Ring Soul Masters: one assault, one control, and one support.

Their strength was decent enough, but after Jiang Ming directly revealed his Martial Soul and used his soul skill...

In less than a minute, all three clutched their hearts and conceded.

When it came to the speed of releasing a Martial Soul, Jiang Ming, as a Soul Ancestor, was clearly faster than a few Two-ring Great Soul Masters on the other side.

And as long as Jiang Ming was allowed to release his Martial Soul and use his soul skill, there was basically no suspense left.

No one—at least at this stage—could effectively deal with Jiang Ming's First Soul Skill!

That was right. Even Jiang Ming's First Soul Skill was something they had absolutely no way to handle!

A soul skill that directly affected the heart was simply too unfair!

They were only at the second ring. Even with the very top defensive Martial Soul, it was impossible to extend defense to the heart at this stage!

And once they could not deal with Jiang Ming's First Soul Skill, they could only force themselves to compete while enduring the feeling of their hearts beating abnormally.

It was no exaggeration to say that in that state, they could not even display half their strength!

They could hold on, but there was no hope of winning.

Of course, they could also choose to drag things out with Jiang Ming until he no longer had the Soul Power to use this soul skill. Then their chances of winning would be quite high.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ming's Soul Power was higher than theirs—much, much higher!

It was a dead end!

"Jiang Ming, we worked together really well in this afternoon's match. Let's keep it up tomorrow!"

Ling Luochen came to Jiang Ming's side and said with a light smile.

Although she did not know why Jiang Ming had suddenly started cooperating with her, the feeling of fighting side by side made her extremely happy.

"We're already in the top four. The opponents are getting stronger and stronger too. It's getting a little difficult for me to just bulldoze through them alone."

Jiang Ming put down the Compendium of Rank 5 Soul Tools in his hand and said softly.

Was that really what he thought?

Of course not!

He understood very well what Zhou Yi had said to him yesterday. She just wanted him to get some training through this Freshman Assessment.

And this kind of competition was basically about training teamwork in battle. Since he only had Ling Luochen as his teammate, he could only coordinate with Ling Luochen.

As for the difficulty of bulldozing through becoming greater and greater... in any case, he had not felt it yet.

After saying that, Jiang Ming stuffed a drink into Ling Luochen's hands, then continued running toward the Soul Tool Department.

They had been the first match in the afternoon. There was still plenty of time left, and he could not waste it!

Late at night, Jiang Ming dragged his exhausted body back to the dormitory.

Dai Yueheng still had not returned, but he had not missed a single match, and his momentum was fierce. It was said that he was already one of the top four and a hot favorite to win the championship!

However, Jiang Ming was not the slightest bit flustered.

After taking a shower, Jiang Ming sat cross-legged on the bed and released his Book of Spirits Martial Soul to meditate and cultivate.

Around him, four soul rings—one yellow and three purple—flickered, and on each soul ring sat a little spirit.

It was worth mentioning that the yellow soul ring was the fourth soul ring of the Book of Spirits Martial Soul!

It was strange, but there was nothing that could be done about it. Although the Book of Spirits Martial Soul could unseal spirits after his Soul Power broke through and produce a soul ring on its own, and could even increase the soul ring's age as the spirit cultivated...

At the very beginning, when they had just been produced, all the soul rings were ten years old!

It was only because, during Jiang Ming's meditation cultivation over the past few days, he had transmitted some Soul Power to the green, slightly chubby little spirit on the fourth soul ring. Otherwise, this fourth soul ring would still be a white Ten-Year Soul Ring!

A sleepless night passed. When sunlight spilled into the dormitory, Jiang Ming opened his eyes.

His Soul Power had risen by another level. He was now already at rank forty-two!

There was no helping it. With the little spirits giving him cultivation buffs, even if he wanted his cultivation speed to slow down, it would not.

Not only Jiang Ming himself; after the little spirits' cultivation, the ages of the four soul rings of Jiang Ming's Book of Spirits were also quietly increasing.

The earliest first soul ring had grown deeper and deeper purple, already showing signs of transforming toward a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

He withdrew his Martial Soul, got up, washed up, ran laps, returned to the dormitory to rinse off, then went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

An hour later, Jiang Ming and Ling Luochen appeared in the final Assessment Area.

Only the last four teams remained in the Elimination Tournament. Today, the top three would be decided!

On the raised platform, the teachers of the classes to which the four teams belonged had all already arrived.

Not only that, but the teaching director Du Weilun had appeared, and even Shrek Academy's dean, Yan Shaozhe, was there!

Yan Shaozhe narrowed his eyes, his gaze looking straight at Jiang Ming below.

He had not watched the earlier matches, but teachers had already reported to him and Du Weilun.

To be honest, he did not really believe it.

A twelve-year-old Soul Elder was already exceptionally gifted, the sort of genius who at the very least required a massive amount of resources to nurture.

A twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor?

Bullshit!

If the teacher who reported it had not sworn up and down that he had not seen wrong, Yan Shaozhe would not even have taken the matter seriously!

"Is that him? I'd like to see whether it's actually true!"

After finishing a series of formal speeches, Yan Shaozhe sat back down in the main seat on the high platform, and the teaching director, Du Weilun, announced the start of the matches.

The first match was Dai Yueheng's group against a group from Class Three.

Notably, among the group Dai Yueheng faced, there was actually a Soul Elder-level soul master with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul!

As the number one auxiliary Weapon Martial Soul on the continent, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's support effects were absolutely formidable, powerful enough to raise an entire team's strength by a full level!

But Dai Yueheng was no pushover either. In terms of Soul Power Level, he held the advantage!

After a hard-fought battle, Dai Yueheng's team won by a narrow margin.

In the second match, Jiang Ming's group faced a group from Class Five.

This group had also performed brilliantly in the Freshman Assessment, and what was more, there was actually a Soul Elder among them as well!

Gongyang Mo! Level 31 auxiliary Beast Martial Soul, Rainbow Dragon!

What was incredible was that in the first few rounds of the Freshman Assessment, Gongyang Mo had not been a Soul Elder, but a Soul Grandmaster!

Only after the quarterfinals ended yesterday had his soul power broken through to rank thirty, and he had obtained a soul ring at the fastest possible speed!

The match was about to begin, and both teams were watching each other. Up on the high platform, Zhou Yi had also started facing off against a tall, slender teacher.

Mu Jin, the teacher of Class Five!

She also had another identity: Zhou Yi's romantic rival!

"Mu Jin, how about we make a bet?"

Zhou Yi made the first move.

Mu Jin was not to be outdone either, and said coldly, "Fine. What are we betting?!"

Zhou Yi smiled, her lovely face forming a stark contrast with Mu Jin's cold expression.

"We'll bet on whether our class's Jiang Ming team wins, or your class's Gongyang Mo team wins!"

Mu Jin narrowed her eyes and instinctively looked toward Jiang Ming and Ling Luochen on the field.

When she saw that Jiang Ming's group only had two people, Mu Jin frowned.

Two people? They were going to fight two against three?

Her instincts told her something was off, but faced with Zhou Yi's provocative gaze, and with the boost from the romantic-rival buff, she still agreed immediately!

No matter what, the number of contestants was three against two. The advantage was mine!