Snow Jade Lion Emperor

Eastsea Academy had six classes in this cohort, including Zero Class. The Class Advancement Tournament had already proven that Zero Class was the undisputed strongest class.

Yet someone had chosen to join First Class after passing Wu Zhangkong's assessment for Zero Class. This piqued the interest of the other homeroom teachers.

Before long, all the homeroom teachers had arrived. Even Wu Zhangkong was there, with Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan from Zero Class beside him.

Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li and Na'er had come as well. They had originally been preparing to leave Eastsea Academy.

But when Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li heard that Xia Yi was challenging a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, she decided to stay a while longer.

She wanted to see just how gifted Xia Yi was in battle, considering he was so determined not to be a support.

A faint layer of golden light enveloped Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li and Na'er. Though they were clearly standing at the edge of the training field, no one could see them beneath its effect.

Even Ye Yingrong, third class's homeroom teacher, passed right between them without noticing them.

"Isn't he a healing type Soul Master? Why is he running off to fight again?" Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li frowned. Even if Xia Yi was unwilling to serve as support, he should have waited until he gained his Second Soul Skill before fighting a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster head-on.

With only Star Shift at his disposal, what could he possibly use to challenge a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster?

"That damned Xia Yi. He's trying to bully the weak with his hundred thousand years of combat experience again." Unlike Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li, who was worried, Na'er was deeply dismissive. In her view, if Xia Yi could last a minute against her, he was more than capable of defeating any Two-Ring Soul Master.

On the training field, under everyone's watchful eyes, Wujin raised his head and studied Xia Yi for the first time. His gaze was icy and razor-sharp. The instant Xia Yi met his eyes, he felt as though blades were cutting into him.

So strong! This was Xia Yi's first impression. Perhaps because the gap in Soul Power was too great, Wujin's mere presence pressed down on him so heavily that he could barely breathe.

"Could he be even stronger than Na'er and Gu Yue?" Xia Yi frowned slightly. Na'er and Gu Yue were both Two-Ring Soul Masters, but neither exerted anything close to the pressure Wujin did.

"Begin!" At Ye Yingluo's command, Xia Yi and Wujin entered Martial Soul Possession at the same time. Xia Yi underwent very little physical change. Aside from two tails growing from behind him, nothing else about his body changed.

Wujin, however, was different. As two purple Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet, a circle of white mane first grew around his neck. The strands were over a foot long, each one snowy white and crystalline like crystal, carrying a strange texture.

Framed by that mane, Wujin's already tall body appeared even more imposing and powerful.

At the same time, his bones crackled throughout his body, and his muscles swelled abruptly, stretching his clothes tight. Every muscle stood out sharply beneath the fabric. As his ten fingers flexed, dagger-like claws repeatedly extended from and retracted into his palms. Each claw was like a blade, glinting with a sinister chill.

"Thousand-Year Spirit Rings!" Gu Yue's eyes widened. Although Wujin could not use Soul Skills, Thousand-Year Spirit Rings still gave his body a tremendous boost.

"Elder Sister, you've hidden this well." Ye Yingrong looked at Ye Yingluo with an aggrieved expression. They were biological sisters, yet even she had not known that First Class had such a monster.

What did it mean for both Soul Rings to be Thousand-Year Spirit Rings? There probably were not many like that even at Shrek Academy.

Though the Spirit Pagoda's Spirit Ascension Platform could raise the age of a Spirit Soul, being able to elevate one to the Thousand-Year level meant his Spiritual Power had already reached a level far beyond that of Soul Masters of the same rank.

Ye Yingluo chuckled and turned toward Wu Zhangkong. Her smile grew even wider when she saw the cold and arrogant male idol wearing a shocked expression.

It was the first time she had ever seen Wu Zhangkong make such an expression.

"Snow Domain Lion! Two purple Soul Rings!" Wu Zhangkong muttered. Having come from Shrek Academy's Inner Court, he naturally recognized Wujin's Martial Soul.

Not only did he know of the Snow Jade Lion Martial Soul, he also knew of the Snow Jade Lion Soul Beast.

This kind of Soul Beast did not originate from Douluo Continent. It had arrived over ten thousand years ago, when Sun Moon Continent collided with Douluo Continent.

Like the Evil Eye Tyrant,

the Snow Jade Lion was an exceptionally powerful Soul Beast and the ruler of the Endless Mountains on Sun Moon Continent.

Back then, the Snow Jade Lion clan of the Endless Mountains had several hundred-thousand-year Snow Jade Lion Kings watching over it, as well as a Beast-level Snow Jade Lion Emperor.

But several thousand years ago, a passage to the Abyssal Plane suddenly appeared within the Endless Mountains.

By the time humanity discovered it, there was not a single living creature left in the Endless Mountains. Every Soul Beast had been slaughtered by the Abyssal Plane.

It was not that the Endless Mountains were weak, but that the Abyssal Plane was too powerful. At the time, the passage to the Abyssal Plane had not yet been sealed, and the 108 Abyssal Emperors could freely travel between Douluo Continent and the Abyssal Plane.

No matter how strong the Endless Mountains were, they could not possibly face the 108 Abyssal Emperors at once.

"That is definitely no ordinary Snow Jade Lion. At the very least, it's a Snow Jade Lion King! It may even be a Snow Jade Lion Emperor!" Gu Yue and Na'er stared at Wujin as well. Their understanding of Soul Beasts naturally surpassed even Wu Zhangkong's.

They could sense that Wujin's presence was absolutely not something an ordinary Snow Jade Lion could compare to.

Though the gap between an ordinary Snow Jade Lion and a Snow Jade Lion Emperor was not as vast as the gap between Blue Silver Grass and the Blue Silver Emperor, it was still worlds apart.

Amid everyone's exclamations, Wujin moved. After Martial Soul Possession, he seemed to have become an entirely different person. The instant his white hair began to flutter, his body, packed with explosive power, had already arrived before Xia Yi.

The claws on all ten fingers shot out at once, clawing toward Xia Yi's body.

Xia Yi stepped back half a pace with his right foot and tilted his body slightly to the left, then reached out to grab Wujin's arm.

Against Wujin, there was only one way for him to win head-on: strength.

Though he did not know why, Xia Yi possessed astonishing strength. The Snow Jade Lion Emperor was not weak in strength either, but compared to Xia Yi, he still fell far short.

Without Gu Yue's warning, Wujin would never have dreamed that Xia Yi's strength surpassed his own. Seeing Xia Yi grab at his arm from the side, he had no intention of dodging. His arm instead swung forward like a steel whip, meeting Xia Yi's palm directly.

Wujin had originally believed that, with his Snow Jade Lion Emperor Martial Soul and cultivation as a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, his strength would surely far surpass Xia Yi's. Even if Xia Yi caught his arm, he would be able to fling Xia Yi away.

Xia Yi's Fox Martial Soul was simply too deceptive. Without experiencing it firsthand, no one would guard against strength that surpassed even the Golden Dragon King.

Wujin was no exception.

But the instant Xia Yi seized his arm, he knew he had been wrong—terribly wrong.

Xia Yi's palm felt like an iron hoop clamped tightly around his arm. The immense force cut off the blood flow through his entire arm, and in an instant, it went numb and weak.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xia Yi grabbed Wujin's arm and swung his entire body around, using the same method he had once used to smash Gu Yue in the Star Dou Forest to slam him viciously into the ground.

Boom! A cloud of dust rose as Wujin, unsurprisingly, came into intimate contact with the earth.

But just as Xia Yi prepared to slam him down a second time, the arm Wujin had caught suddenly became incomparably smooth. His entire arm seemed to lose its bones in an instant, turning soft and pliant as it slipped from Xia Yi's grasp like a snake.

The instant he escaped Xia Yi's hand, he quickly clenched his fist and punched at Xia Yi.

Xia Yi was somewhat shocked. Even Gu Yue had failed to escape in time when he controlled her like this, yet Wujin had done it—and immediately launched a counterattack.

Xia Yi had no doubt that if Wujin had known about his strength in advance, he would never have had the chance to grab Wujin's arm.