Martial Arts Prodigy Ji Xiaoman! Yan Gets Kicked! Xie Yue Is Shocked!

After wandering through several floors of the academy building, Yan spotted a female Soul Master lying back in a chair, loafing around.

The sight made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Look at this lazy girl! Can such teaching principles really train good Soul Masters?"

This was not a question, but a sneer.

The teaching environment at the Magic Academy was truly exceptional.

But now, it seemed Jixia Academy still had many flaws!

This free-range style of teaching easily bred lazy Soul Masters like this.

Only strict teachers could produce outstanding students.

With such laziness, even advanced teaching facilities and scholarship were nothing to fear!

This inspection was more or less over.

Just as he turned to leave, a yellow-clad figure flipped and leaped through the air toward them.

A pair of fair, slender legs swung high, planting against the wall and blocking the path of all three of them.

"I think I heard you insulting me. Apologize." The youth blocked Yan's way and let out a lazy yawn.

"Apologize? I need to apologize to a lazy slacker like you?"

Yan scoffed at the youth blocking his way.

He was an exceptionally hardworking genius Soul Master.

His formidable strength gave him an innate arrogance.

He despised lazy people like this even more, much less felt any need to apologize!

The next second, the youth's foot lashed toward his face like lightning!

Yan barely reacted in time, crossing his arms before his face to block.

Bang!

A tremendous force erupted!

Yan was kicked flying backward at high speed, only coming to a stop after slamming viciously into the corridor wall!

That kick had been incredibly powerful.

Yan's nose began bleeding, both hands trembling violently as he stood there in utter disarray!

"What incredible strength!" Xie Yue was slightly startled!

He had thought there would be no Soul Master students here stronger than them, yet this person had sent Yan flying with a single kick!

Yan was a Four-ring Soul Sect!

The fight in the corridor quickly drew the attention of many Soul Masters on the same floor.

"Hm?" Dai Weisi turned his head and looked over from afar.

"Fight! Fight!" Xiao Wu waved excitedly, fanning the flames.

"You've got some skill. Who are you?" Yan climbed to his feet and wiped away his nosebleed.

"I am Master Fuzi's most prized disciple from the Martial Arts Academy, the Martial Arts Prodigy, Ji Xiaoman! If you're students here, you should address me as Senior Brother!"

Ji Xiaoman lazily rested one hand on his waist, pulled out a strip of dried fish, tossed it into his mouth, and slowly chewed.

Upon hearing Ji Xiaoman's introduction, all the Soul Masters immediately began discussing it.

"Senior Brother? A disciple of the Martial Arts Academy? The disciple of the teacher in this building?"

"I haven't even met him, yet this youth is actually his disciple!"

"But he does look incredibly strong!"

Tang San quietly watched Ji Xiaoman, lost in thought.

"The elusive dean of the Martial Arts Academy?" Dai Weisi spoke with interest.

The Soul Power field in the Martial Arts building was completely different from the dreamscape in the neighboring Magic Academy building.

That meant a powerful Soul Master must be stationed here as well.

Yet this powerful Soul Master had never shown himself.

Or rather, people like them were not worthy of making him show himself!

They could only use the dean's strongest disciple to gauge the Martial Arts Academy's teaching standards!

"Oh! A top student of Jixia Academy!"

The anger in Yan's heart grew stronger and stronger, and he broke into a savage grin.

He had always been bitter over the theft of Spirit Hall's secret manuals.

He never expected to run into such a veteran student from Jixia Academy here!

He did not dare vent that anger on that powerful teacher.

But in this combat building, there were no restrictions on fighting. What did he have to fear!

Whoosh!

Scorching flames formed into armor, enveloping his entire body!

Two yellow and two purple soul rings lit up as they circled around him!

"Yan, Level 47 Battle Soul Ancestor. Martial Soul: Flame Lord!"

The powerful aura of a Soul Elder spread outward along with the flames.

"Damn! Such a young Soul Ancestor!" Ye Zhi Qiu's eyes widened in shock!

Even he, the team leader, was only a Soul King.

He had never expected Yan to possess the strength of a Soul Ancestor at such a young age!

The other soul masters watching were also stunned by Yan's rank and soul rings!

Most of them were soul masters of ordinary talent. Even after cultivating for an entire lifetime, reaching the Soul Ancestor level would be exceedingly rare!

Yet Yan possessed such talent at such a young age!

"This guy's talent is extraordinary. I wonder which academy sent him," Dai Weisi muttered thoughtfully.

Such a genius could never be an unaffiliated cultivator.

A fire-element Martial Soul... Could he be from Blazing Fire Academy?

The green-haired students from Plant Academy all retreated under the pressure of Yan's aura.

At roughly the same age, they possessed at most the strength of three soul rings.

Even all seven of them might not be Yan's match!

Even Zhao Wuji, the usually proud team leader of Shrek Academy, glanced over in surprise.

"What a monster, no less impressive than the seven of you!"

He had originally thought the seven students he led were already monstrous enough.

He had not expected to encounter other genius soul masters!

"Looks like this top student from Martial Arts Academy is about to get beaten up!" Zhao Wuji crossed his arms and quietly watched the fight.

They had seen plenty of what Jixia Academy's soul masters were like.

Ji Xiaoman looked about the same age as Yan, so he was probably no stronger than a two-ring Soul Grandmaster.

There was practically no need to watch this!

"You got in a sneak kick earlier. Now you won't get another chance! Face my fury!"

Yan charged toward Ji Xiaoman in great strides.

"Third Soul Skill, Granite Rock!"

A layer of black-red, high-temperature magma adhered to his body!

It made his already muscular body swell by another size!

With every step he took, earthfire surged beneath his feet!

A fist the size of a sandbag, carrying burning flames and hardened magma, smashed fiercely and tyrannically toward Ji Xiaoman!

Ji Xiaoman did not even summon his Martial Soul, merely gathering Soul Power in his feet.

He casually flipped halfway backward, dodging the force of the punch!

One hand braced against the ground. With a burst of strength from his wrist, his whole body bent like a compressed spring before suddenly snapping straight.

One leg kicked back toward Yan's jaw!

He was so fast that even Yan had no time to defend himself!

Bang!

Another solid kick landed!

Yan was sent flying backward once more!

Crack!

In midair, the hard magma coating Yan's body shattered inch by inch!

Even his face had been kicked out of shape!

Then he slammed viciously into the ground!

After suffering two massive blows in a row, his breathing had become utterly chaotic.

"I'll let you use both hands, all right!"

Ji Xiaoman clapped his hands and lazily shrugged.

"How is this possible?" Yan painfully crawled to his feet.

His gaze had grown far more bewildered.

He had been careless with that first kick.

But he had been fully prepared for this one!

He couldn't understand why Ji Xiaoman hadn't even summoned his martial soul.

How had he broken his soul skill with nothing but a few martial arts moves?

And beaten him into such a state!