Qin He Stays Out, Who Can Compete?

"Ling Ri, a Level 15 Soul Master with the Golden Crow Spirit, is twelve years old and the weakest of the seven members of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. His spirit possesses extremely high temperatures and can burn his opponents. He is very difficult to deal with!"

From the teachers' seats, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes and revealed the information on this student.

The Golden Crow Spirit, also known as the Fireball Spirit, was a relatively rare Beast Soul.

Three hundred years ago, there had been a sect called the Great Sun Sect. Everyone in the sect possessed the Golden Crow Spirit, and its sect master was even a Level 93 Titled Douluo, making the sect exceptionally powerful!

However, the Great Sun Sect later offended some mysterious force and was wiped out overnight. The Golden Crow Spirit vanished along with it, leaving only a very small number of people who still possessed such a spirit.

Moreover, the Golden Crow Spirit could evolve. If it evolved into a Three-Legged Golden Crow in the future, the heat it emitted would rival the power of the sun. With this spirit, becoming a Titled Douluo would not be a problem!

"Ling Ri is indeed not bad. Unfortunately, he's a little young, so his Soul Power level isn't high. Notting Academy still has a chance to win!"

Beside him, Headmaster Zhao Chong smacked his lips and gave his assessment with a serious expression.

His gaze swept over Notting Academy's exchange team, but Qin He was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Chong's mouth twitched gloomily.

Young Master Qin, can't you show at least a little school pride?

You just decided not to come? Isn't this a little awkward?

The rules of the exchange match were simple. Each side sent out seven people. Once one person was defeated, another would take their place.

As the members of both teams stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere instantly reached its peak!

"I am Fu Quan, a Level 19 Tool Soul Master. My spirit is an axe!"

On Notting Academy's side, a tall, burly man stepped forward and summoned his spirit—a black axe.

The axe condensed from Soul Power was gripped in the man's hand, adding a few traces of ferocity to his imposing figure!

"Haha, kid, take my axe!"

Fu Quan laughed smugly and swung his axe in a simple, unadorned strike!

"Go!"

At the same time, Ling Ri of Spirit Hall flashed a look of disdain in his eyes. With a shake of his body, a fiery red creature bloomed into existence beside him!

Enormous heat radiated from Ling Ri's body. Facing the incoming axe, the firebird proudly raised its head and suddenly spat out a mouthful of flames!

"Whoosh!"

The flames instantly swallowed the axe, burning it completely away!

"Pfft!"

Before Fu Quan could even react, he spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered several steps backward!

Looking at Fu Quan again, he had been burned into a disheveled mess, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

One move!

It had taken only one move!

A Level 19 Soul Master had actually been forced into defeat by Ling Ri's attack!

One had to know that Ling Ri was merely a Level 15 Soul Master, and the weakest member of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation at that!

Everyone present was left dumbfounded by the sight!

"I concede!"

Fu Quan stepped off the stage with an unwilling expression. He did not have much Soul Power to begin with, and the axe he had painstakingly summoned had been burned away completely. Continuing the fight would only mean asking for a beating!

The atmosphere beneath the arena instantly fell silent.

The students of Notting Academy all knew there was a gap between them and Spirit Hall Academy.

But they had never imagined that the gap would be this enormous!

A senior at Level 19 had not even been qualified to withstand a single move before them. And judging from his performance, he had clearly already given it his all!

"So strong!"

Tang San, who had watched the entire match from the side, wore an ugly expression. He could not have felt more frustrated.

His spirit, Blue Silver Grass, was extremely afraid of fire. It was practically born to be countered by it.

That was precisely why, although he had been included on the roster for this exchange match, he had not gone on stage immediately.

He had thought the other seniors from Notting Academy should have had no problem dealing with Ling Ri!

Who could have expected them to lose so miserably?

"Next. Get up here! I'm in a hurry!"

On the stage, the youth named Ling Ri spoke expressionlessly. The arrogance in his tone was almost entirely undisguised!

No, it was not merely undisguised arrogance. It was undisguised mockery. He was mocking all of Notting Academy!

"I am Ling Gang, a Level 18 Soul Master. My spirit is a cheetah!"

Another senior from Notting Academy stepped forward.

However!

This time, he fell even faster. Cheetahs were swift, but the Golden Crow summoned by Ling Ri spat fireballs even faster!

With a single Fireball Technique, before he could use a second move, the cheetah instantly turned into a streak of fire and was reduced to ashes amid the scorching flames!

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

After sweeping through five opponents from Notting Academy in a row, Ling Ri still looked vigorous, as though he had not tired in the slightest!

"I never thought Spirit Hall would be this strong!"

Headmaster Zhao Chong sat on the platform like an ant on a hot pan.

How humiliating!

This was utterly humiliating!

They had been swept through by one person, five in a row, and all of them had been upperclassmen with higher Soul Power than their opponent!

The remaining two were both lower-year students. Facing such an offensive, wouldn't they just be walking into a beating?

"Spirit Hall's Golden Generation truly is remarkable. If Little San grows up, perhaps he will be able to contend with them, but he can't do it yet..."

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang beside him also shook his head.

Below the arena, cold sweat streamed down Tang San's forehead.

Tang San's spirit was Blue Silver Grass.

There was a reason Spirit Hall considered Blue Silver Grass a Trash Spirit.

At least in the early stages, in terms of combat strength, Blue Silver Grass was far inferior to most other spirits.

And even if it could catch up later on, those spirits that were powerful in the early stages would only become even more powerful later!

The reason Tang San became strong in the later stages was mainly because his Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, greatly increasing his strength.

But in the early stages, against a Golden Crow Spirit like Ling Ri's, his Blue Silver Grass would only be burned completely away!

"Headmaster, hurry and get Young Master Qin He! No matter what, we have to win at least one match!"

"Is Notting Academy really this hopeless? Spirit Hall may be strong, but in a series of matches, they should at least win one!"

"Young Master Qin He might not necessarily win either! Young Master Qin He is only Level 10 right now, while Ling Ri is already Level 15!"

"Every genius in Spirit Hall's Golden Generation has the ability to challenge opponents above their level. Young Master Qin He's Soul Power level is even lower than theirs. This is far too difficult!"

"Wait, hasn't that Tang San, who has become quite famous lately, still not gone on stage? Maybe he can turn the tide?"

At that moment, the students of Notting Academy were all discussing fervently as they turned their hopeful gazes toward Tang San!