Flender Takes to the Sky, Flender Loses

Bai Ge turned to Tang San. "Little San, please call the start."

Tang San nodded. "Three, two, one, begin!"

The moment Tang San finished calling out, Flender beat his wings and soared into the sky!

However, before Flender could activate his first Soul Skill, Bai Ge coldly uttered a single word: "Forbidden!"

Then, with a splat, Flender's Soul Skill was interrupted. His Soul Power went haywire, and he fell directly from dozens of meters in the air, crashing down in a daze.

Everyone only saw a flash of golden light before Bai Ge had already appeared in front of Flender.

A Golden Light Sword extended from his left wrist. Looking down from above, he held it less than an inch from Flender's throat.

It was the Knight Light Sword.

"How was that?"

Flender's face had turned green, filled with three parts regret, three parts unwillingness, and four parts amazement. "Tell me, how did you do it?"

"A domain, and my first Soul Skill, Teleportation."

Flender fell silent.

The Four-Eyed Cat Owl was certainly good, but compared to a top-tier martial soul that came with its own domain, it was far inferior.

Moreover, Bai Ge's battle-hardened, fluid movements and grasp of timing were simply not something someone his age should possess.

Poor Flender had no idea that along with the combat technique inheritances of the twelve Gold Saints, Bai Ge had also received their lifelong combat experience!

The Gold Saints were powerhouses who had walked out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, warriors who dared to throw punches at gods!

How could their combat experience possibly be compared to Flender's?

From the age of six to twelve, over six years, Bai Ge had been tempered countless times beneath Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword.

From being covered in blood with wounds deep enough to expose bone at the beginning, to later moving with ease and fighting freely, he had integrated into himself the experience forged in blood by generations of Gold Saints.

Bai Ge had gambled with his life in exchange for the power he possessed today.

Although Sword Douluo did not understand why Bai Ge was pushing himself so desperately, he had still granted his wish.

Though the Life Source Pearl protected him and kept Bai Ge from dying, it was not absolute. If Seven Kill Sword Qi struck him directly in the head, he would still die.

(The Life Source Pearl appears in Chapter 4.)

Sword Douluo had merely suppressed his cultivation and controlled the strength behind his attacks. He would not avoid vital points.

Nor would the pain of Sword Qi cutting into Bai Ge's body lessen.

As for Bai Ge's domain, its essence was his cosmos.

As long as Bai Ge released his cosmos outward, it would form around him an initial, crude, simple, yet incomplete projection of a world entirely under his own control...

This was a domain!

And the backdrop of this domain was a boundless black starry sky!

Thus, beneath the cover of night, Flender had not realized that he was already within Bai Ge's domain!

Though it was far weaker than that of a Gold Saint, it was already more than enough to prohibit flight.

Flender had not lost unfairly.

The Soul Rings in this world were quite special. After Soul Beasts died, they formed under the influence of the laws of the world.

In other words, Soul Rings were naturally imbued with a trace of the power of laws.

To Bai Ge's cosmos, this was an enormous supplement!

The higher the age of a Soul Ring, the more power of laws it carried, and the greater the benefits it gave Bai Ge.

His cosmos would also become stronger and more complete.

Since he had already lost, Flender naturally had nothing more to say.

The matter involving Ning Rongrong ended there and was written off.

Flender began the next part of their lesson.

Flender led everyone to Suotuo City.

The sky had already darkened, but Suotuo City was brilliantly lit, even livelier than during the day.

Flender brought them before a massive building and said, "Today's lesson will take place here."

Dai Mubai said in surprise, "You're bringing them here on the first day?"

Flender nodded slightly. Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, he said solemnly, "This is the Soto Great Spirit Arena, a place specifically for Soul Masters to fight. It can provide you with plenty of actual combat experience.

"Mu Bai, explain the rules to them. The task I'm giving you is to obtain a Silver Spirit Badge before graduation."

Bai Ge remained calm and unconcerned. These things held little value for him.

If you had never killed anyone or seen blood, how could you have the nerve to call it actual combat?

Tang San was an assassin of the Tang Sect, while Bai Ge possessed the inheritance of the Saint Seiya. To the two of them, this was merely playing house with children.

Still, Tang San and Xiao Wu formed a "San Wu" combination.

In the two-on-two match, their opponents were two burly men wielding forging hammers, known as the Iron Blood Combination.

"Those two are power-attack types. Against a control-type Soul Master like Little San, they're naturally at a disadvantage when their cultivation is not high. This match is in the bag," Bai Ge said with certainty.

However, man proposed, heaven disposed.

Just as victory seemed certain, the two burly men from the Iron Blood Combination suddenly hurled their hammers. To protect Xiao Wu, Tang San, that fragile Tang Sect disciple, resolutely transformed into Heavenly Strategy and stood in front of her.

Unfortunately, he had never learned Iron Prison Law. He coughed up blood on the spot and was seriously injured.

"What is Xiao Wu doing?" Dai Mubai suddenly cried out.

Bai Ge's expression sharpened. "Xiao Wu, show mercy!"

Seeing Tang San injured, Xiao Wu was overcome with rage and actually fired four sleeve arrows at the two men, who could no longer move!

And they were clearly aimed at their heads! Given the power of the sleeve arrows, they were enough to pierce straight through their skulls.

Though the two had injured Tang San, this was still an arena match, and they had only acted in self-defense. They did not deserve to die.

Fortunately, Tang San reacted quickly and drew four willow-leaf blades, knocking the sleeve arrows aside.

After Tang San and Xiao Wu stepped down from the arena, Bai Ge sighed and reached out, channeling a stream of Light Attribute Soul Power into Tang San's body to ease his injuries.

"Where's the Dean?" Tang San asked Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai said helplessly, "Who knows where he went? He told us to head back first after the spirit battle ended."

As they left the spirit arena, they could still hear cheers rising and falling behind them.

Though today's spirit battle could not be called immensely rewarding, Tang San still felt that he had gained quite a lot from this kind of hostile actual combat.

Especially in the battle against the Iron brothers. In terms of strength, Tang San and Xiao Wu had clearly been above their opponents, yet because they had been somewhat careless, they had nearly lost.

Tang San could not help recalling what Grandmaster had once said: in battles between Soul Masters, one must first determine the opponent's abilities. If that was impossible, then everything had to be approached with the utmost caution.

Even a low-level Soul Master might possess a deadly Soul Skill.

"You all go back first. The Dean just told me to visit his shop."

Ma Hongjun suddenly said. A few gleams of excitement flashed in his small eyes.

A faint, knowing smile appeared on Dai Mubai's face. "Then we'll head back first. Take it easy."

"Boss Dai, aren't you going?"

"No. Stop talking nonsense and get going."

Dai Mubai glared at him irritably, but the corner of his eye drifted toward Zhu Zhuqing.