How Is He Not Drained After Shooting So Many Times? (Please Add to Collections!!!)

Xiao Chenyu felt a little regretful too.

To show off the power of his Soul Ring and Soul Skill, he had unleashed his Soul Skill right from the start.

He could not really be blamed for that. After all, he was only an eleven-year-old child, and he had just obtained his First Soul Ring. Wanting to show off was only normal.

Soul Skills consumed one's own Soul Power.

But Su Wen shot Paper Swords at him with pinpoint accuracy, and the whoosh, whoosh of them tearing through the air made people feel a stabbing pain without even realizing it.

Besides, Xiao Chenyu had truly been hit by one of those Paper Swords before. Even his body after being possessed by his Beast Martial Soul had been pierced with a wound that was not shallow.

"Damn it, how does this guy still have Soul Power?"

"Controlling a Tool Martial Soul from a distance already consumes Soul Power. This guy has already shot out so many Paper Swords, and they've even dissipated. How does he still have Soul Power?"

The strength of the Paper Swords far exceeded Su Wen's current Martial Soul itself; it was reinforced through Soul Power. And Su Wen did not have the ability to retrieve the Paper Swords remotely, so every Paper Sword he shot out dissipated directly, and the wasted Soul Power was equivalent to being dispersed along with them.

Even so, after shooting more than a dozen times, he still looked completely full of energy.

Xiao Chenyu began to feel the strain.

He had pounced for so long, yet he had not hit Su Wen even once!

Instead, as time dragged on, the wounds on his body kept increasing, and the pain made him make more and more mistakes.

"Damn it! If you've got the guts, stop running!"

Xiao Chenyu roared and charged straight toward Su Wen, biting the bullet. He had made up his mind: even if he got hit, he had to get close to Su Wen.

"As you wish." Su Wen did not continue shooting out Paper Swords.

Large numbers of Book Pages peeled away from the Heavenly Tome, circling around Su Wen's right hand and wrapping it layer after layer.

Soul Power burst through his legs, instantly strengthening them. He stomped hard against the ground, coordinating the force throughout his entire body at the same time. His waist drove his whole body, and his right fist swung out fiercely.

Bang!

Su Wen's fist collided violently with Xiao Chenyu's wolf claw.

Then Xiao Chenyu could not help taking several steps back.

His right hand throbbed with pain.

He looked at Su Wen, a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

This Su Wen had such tremendous strength!

Su Wen, however, thought nothing of it.

From the age of four, he had begun training. After awakening his Martial Soul at six, he had tempered himself continuously while nurturing his body with Soul Power.

If he had not been worried about affecting his physical development, his current bodily strength could have been even greater.

Of course, the force behind this punch came more from technique and the burst of Soul Power.

Soul Power was good stuff.

The important point was the enhancement Soul Power gave to one's own strength.

No matter how high his foundation was, Su Wen would at most be about the same as Xiao Chenyu. The enhancement from Soul Power, combined with Su Wen's technique in applying strength, was the key reason Su Wen displayed such great power.

The layers of Book Pages on his right hand unfolded, swiftly transforming into a long staff, which he gripped in a reverse hold.

His right foot stepped on the ground, and his body spun. Borrowing the force of the rebound, he turned in place once, then suddenly stepped out and swept the staff toward Xiao Chenyu.

Xiao Chenyu was struck in the waist by the Paper Staff and was sent flying backward on the spot.

Bang!

As Xiao Chenyu hit the ground and was helped up by his underlings, the surrounding students watching the commotion all widened their eyes, staring at Su Wen with faces full of disbelief.

Su Wen had won!

At range, he used Flying Swords to kite his opponent; up close, he swept through with a hammering staff.

It was not just a simple victory. Judging from his performance, Su Wen's strength had been completely overwhelming against Xiao Chenyu.

Although Su Wen had introduced it as the Heavenly Tome Martial Soul, the many students had clearly seen with their own eyes that Su Wen's Martial Soul was just an ordinary book.

"Could it really be a top-tier Martial Soul called the Heavenly Tome?"

"Su Wen, you're strong. I, Xiao Chenyu, admit defeat. From now on in the academy, no one will bother you!" Xiao Chenyu could accept his loss. After saying that, he turned and left.

Having been defeated today, he also felt that he had lost face and only wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The Dean's office.

Grandmaster was conversing with a bald middle-aged man.

"Haha, Grandmaster, have you heard?" the bald middle-aged man said, looking at Grandmaster. "It seems the academy has a genius this time."

"Oh?"

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After hearing the bald man finish describing the battle between Su Wen and Xiao Chenyu, Grandmaster frowned.

Su Wen?

Could his Martial Soul really have been top-tier?

"No, it should have been an ordinary book. It wasn't as if powerful book-type Martial Souls didn't exist, but they wouldn't be this plain."

Splitting off Book Pages and using them against enemies?

It was actually a decent idea.

He had developed combat ability from a Book Martial Soul.

But a book was still a book. The essence of a Book Martial Soul was too fragile. For now, it might still have some combat power, but in the future, the gap in attack strength would be far too vast, and it would have no role to play in battle.

"What, you know him?" Bald Headmaster asked doubtfully when he saw Grandmaster's reaction.

"Mm. He came to see me before."

Bald Headmaster came to a sudden understanding. "So that's how it is. No wonder he was able to develop his Book Martial Soul so well."

Grandmaster shook his head, denying the other man's words and taking no credit.

"No, I didn't teach him anything."

"Then what about now? Are you going to take him as a disciple? He clearly has talent in developing his Martial Soul," Bald Headmaster said.

Grandmaster shook his head and said, "Powerful book-type Martial Souls exist. I know that, and I've even seen many powerful book-type Martial Souls. But a Book Martial Soul is inherently support-type, and a non-combat support-type at that."

He continued, "A Martial Soul's Innate Soul Power is tied to the quality of the Martial Soul itself. His Innate Soul Power is a full Five Levels, which means the quality of his Martial Soul isn't poor. But judging by the Martial Soul itself, his Martial Soul is an ordinary book, so it has clearly undergone mutation. However, it didn't mutate traits suitable for a book. It is very likely that the mutation made his book stronger in durability."

"I suspect that his ability to keep fighting with the Flying Sword method isn't because his soul power is much greater than Xiao Chenyu's, but because this method doesn't consume much from him in the first place. His book itself is already sturdy enough."

Unfortunately, the mutation had gone in the wrong direction.

Though it had become stronger, it had gone astray.

Bald Headmaster looked as if he had suddenly understood and said, "So that's how it is."

Immediately after, he rubbed his bald head and grinned. "Since you won't take him, then I'll make my move."

Bald Headmaster thought to himself, You may look down on him, but I don't mind. At the very least, with Innate Soul Power at Five Levels, he still has hope of becoming a Soul Ancestor. I'm only a Soul Ancestor myself, so a disciple like that is more than enough for me.

Dorm Seven.

"Su Wen, you're amazing!"

The Work-Study Students gathered around Su Wen's bed one after another, full of curiosity.

None of them had expected that their roommate of two years was actually a hidden expert.

"Su Wen, from now on, you're our Dorm Seven's—" Wang Sheng's expression was solemn.

"Stop!" Su Wen cut him off and said, "I only want to cultivate quietly. I won't stay at the academy for too long. Forget about making me boss."

Wang Sheng sighed in disappointment and said, "All right. Cultivation is what matters most."

Only after the others dispersed did Little Fatty step forward. He looked at Su Wen with a solemn expression. "Brother Wen, from now on, I'll definitely cultivate properly."

Being bullied for no reason—an experience like that had made him feel the sorrow of the weak. Now that he had also seen the effect after Su Wen displayed his strength, Little Fatty understood the importance of power as well.

"Mm. From now on, follow me and practice Body Tempering Fist properly."

Early the next morning, Su Wen was notified by a teacher to go to the headmaster's office.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in!"

"Headmaster."

"Su Wen, your soul power has already reached rank ten. Do you have a target for your First Soul Ring?"