The Mysterious Big Dipper Academy

Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan coordinated flawlessly. With the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support covering the entire field, they sealed off every possible route of escape.

Even a Soul King would have had to avoid the edge of such a combined assault.

"Heh, not a bad tactic!"

Yet Li Bai merely chuckled and did not even summon his Martial Soul.

He simply stepped through an enigmatic footwork technique, his figure as poetic as a painting as he strolled leisurely through the storm-like barrage of attacks.

That carefree composure made it seem as though he was not fighting at all, but dancing.

As Lu Xiao watched the practical combat training, an enigmatic smile curled across his lips.

Li Bai and the academy's other teachers had all been summoned by the system from some other dimension.

Their "Martial Souls" did not belong to this world's system at all, yet they were absurdly powerful.

"Once the Martial Soul Ranking reveals more, Douluo Continent's entire understanding of the world will probably be completely overturned, won't it?"

Lu Xiao murmured softly, anticipation flashing through his eyes.

The battle on the plaza had already reached a fever pitch.

The three worked together in seamless coordination, their attacks covering every direction—left, right, front, and back.

Poison, direct assaults, and Soul Power shocks of Multiple Attributes Intertwined, forming an almost perfect killing trap.

"The coordination is perfect, but the gap in strength is simply too great!"

Standing beside the rocking chair, Lu Xiao nodded slightly, acknowledging the progress Dugu Yan and the others had made.

They had failed every assessment.

Yet after every failure, they learned from their mistakes, developing new combinations and tactics as their strength improved at an astonishing pace.

However, faced with this nearly lethal encirclement, Li Bai remained as calm and untroubled as ever.

He even had the leisure to lift the wine gourd at his waist and take a deep drink.

"Haha, excellent!"

As the wine went down his throat, Li Bai let out a long laugh.

At the instant the attacks filling the sky were about to strike him, his figure blurred.

There was no earth-shattering eruption of Soul Power, nor did any dazzling Soul Rings appear.

He merely took what seemed to be a casual step.

That step was profoundly mysterious.

It landed precisely within the tiny gap between the connected attacks of Zhu Zhuqing's four figures, evading the Netherworld Claws by a hair's breadth.

At the same time, his sleeves fluttered as he swept them backward as if drunkenly.

A supple yet irresistible force was sent forth, meeting Dugu Yan's tyrannical poisonous corrosion head-on.

When the emerald-green poison mist touched that seemingly powerless sleeve, it vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, more than half its power silently dissolved.

The remaining poison brushed past Li Bai's robe and corroded a deep crater into a white jade floor tile behind him.

The entire exchange flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and running water, occurring in the blink of an eye.

Li Bai moved freely through the tempestuous attacks, elegant and unrestrained.

The time of one incense stick soon passed amid the dazzling offensive and defensive exchanges.

When the last wisp of incense ash fell.

Li Bai's figure suddenly froze, reappearing in the center of the plaza as if he had never moved.

He patted his immaculate white robe and smiled. "Time's up. Unfortunately, you were still a little short."

All of Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing's attacks had missed. Their Soul Power had been greatly consumed, and both were panting heavily.

As they looked at Teacher Li Bai, whose hair had not even been disturbed, their faces were filled with frustration and disbelief.

"We... failed again..."

Ning Rongrong withdrew the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Her little face fell as she pouted. "Teacher Li Bai, you're way too monstrous! The three of us joined forces, and we couldn't even touch the corner of your robe!"

Zhu Zhuqing dismissed her Martial Soul, and her icy eyes were likewise filled with shock and unwillingness.

She considered her speed to be among the best at her level, yet even with Ning Rongrong's enhancement, she could not even get close to him.

Dugu Yan panted and gave a bitter smile. "And... Teacher Li Bai, you didn't even use your Martial Soul!"

That was the most demoralizing part.

They had gone all out and even used their strongest Soul Skill combination, while their opponent had not even summoned his Martial Soul.

That meant the gap between their strengths was too vast to measure.

Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances, each sighing repeatedly.

The three had joined Big Dipper Academy at least two years ago. With the resources provided by the academy and the growth of their talents.

Dugu Yan's strength had now broken through to the Soul King level.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had also broken through to the Soul Ancestor level.

Even so, with the three of them working together and Ning Rongrong's top-tier support on the continent, they still could not touch Teacher Li Bai's robe.

They could not even force out his Martial Soul!

This enormous disparity left the three women with mixed emotions.

They felt powerless, yet they also developed an even deeper curiosity and reverence for this mysterious Big Dipper Academy.

Li Bai looked at the dejected group, especially the three deeply shaken women, and smiled reassuringly. "There is no need to be discouraged. It is not that you have not worked hard, nor is it that your talents are lacking. It is simply that the gap between our strengths is indeed too large."

"If another teacher from the academy had assessed you, perhaps you would have passed long ago."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up at those words, but they soon dimmed again as she sighed.

"Other teachers... I'm afraid none of them are simple either, right?"

She had long realized that every teacher in Big Dipper Academy was strange and powerful.

Teacher Zhuang Zhou, who taught Soul Power circulation techniques, spent all day dozing atop a winged fish, yet he could always make them comprehend wondrous techniques in their dreams.

Teacher Lu Bu, who taught meditation, appeared utterly ordinary, but one sweep of his gaze made people feel as if they faced an army of thousands, leaving them afraid to move recklessly...

This academy, from its Dean to its teachers.

Everywhere was steeped in unfathomable mystery.

Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Within the towering main hall, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi stood in the plaza with Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

They looked up at the enormous Light Screen covering the entire sky and the awe-inspiring words upon it.

The faces of all three were filled with shock and confusion.

Even Ning Fengzhi's refined face was solemn. "This Martial Soul Ranking covers the entire continent. What kind of tremendous power could possibly have created it?"

He paused and looked toward Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, his tone grave. "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, such a phenomenon is beyond human capability. Even Qian Daoliu of Spirit Hall, who is known as Invincible of the Sky, could never accomplish this."

"I suspect this may be a phenomenon caused by the arrival of a legendary God-level expert in this world!"