What a Coincidence, It's You Again

"Na'er, let's go." He then took Na'er's hand and left everyone's sight.

At that moment, Gao Bin's lackeys were still in shock, unable to react.

No matter what, they could not believe that an eliminated student from Class Five had defeated their class monitor so easily!

He was a level-seven Soul Master, only three levels away from becoming a Soul Master.

Even if he could not compare to Class Three or Class Four, he should not have been taken out with a single punch, right?!

"Class Five actually has someone this formidable?" Not far away, Class Two's class monitor pushed up his glasses and spoke in disbelief.

"Interesting. Class Two has a rival now." The boy standing beside him smiled as he watched Luo Ze expectantly.

After all, only pressure could bring competition.

Luo Ze led Na'er over to Tang Wulin. As soon as he sat down, Tang Wulin looked at him with some concern.

"Brother Luo, won't revealing your strength like this make the other classes target us?"

"What, are you scared?" Luo Ze asked.

"I'm not scared. I'm just worried that once they see how strong you are, they'll all forfeit. Then wouldn't I lose all my chances to train?"

After putting in effort over the past few days, Tang Wulin's Soul Power Level had risen from level three to level four. Though it was only a small increase of one level, it was an enormous improvement for Tang Wulin, whose Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass!

Now that the academy had finally organized a competition, he naturally wanted to see how strong he had become and identify his weaknesses along the way!

"They won't. Don't worry about that. The championship prize is a Thousand Year Soul Spirit. The other classes won't give up the chance to compete for it just because I'm strong," Luo Ze said with certainty.

For an ordinary person to purchase a Hundred Year Soul Spirit suited to their Martial Soul, it would cost more than a hundred thousand. A Thousand Year Soul Spirit was even more expensive, costing at least two hundred thousand to five hundred thousand.

A single Hundred Year Soul Spirit could nearly empty an ordinary family's savings, let alone a Thousand Year Soul Spirit. Residents of economically underdeveloped cities might not be able to earn that much in their entire lives.

Now that a chance to rise to the top in one step stood before them, no one would give it up lightly.

"Then I'm relieved." Tang Wulin patted his chest and finally relaxed.

"Enough nonsense, then. Let's hurry up and cultivate. We still have to draw lots at ten."

As he spoke, Luo Ze was the first to enter a meditative state. However, because of the seal, although his Soul Power absorption speed had increased, his progress remained extremely slow.

Just as Grandfather had told him, if he wanted to break through a level, he had to absorb at least three times as much Soul Power as others.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin hurriedly began meditating as well. He discovered that as long as he meditated near Luo Ze, his Soul Power cultivation speed increased threefold!

How strange. Brother Luo's Martial Soul is clearly a typical Kirin Beast Martial Soul, so why does it speed up my cultivation?

Tang Wulin could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought. Teacher Li had explained that Martial Souls of the same type could indeed complement each other, but his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass. It had absolutely nothing to do with a Beast Martial Soul!

Could it be... Brother Luo has a cheat?!

After thinking it over, that seemed to be the only possibility. The look in Tang Wulin's eyes as he watched Luo Ze gained a few more traces of admiration!

Watching the two enter their cultivation state, Na'er smiled at them while sensing the fluctuations of elemental energy within her body.

She was in the same state as Tang Wulin. As long as she was near Luo Ze, the elemental energy and bloodline within her would stir restlessly of their own accord.

Does the Kirin Martial Soul also have the ability to enhance one's bloodline? Na'er looked at Luo Ze, and another question arose in her heart.

Soon, it was ten o'clock. The academy's Academic Director brought a lottery box to the training field.

"Representatives from Soul Master Classes Two through Five, please come forward to draw your opposing classes."

The representatives of Class Two and Class Four were naturally their respective class monitors. As for Class Five's representative, Luo Ze had originally wanted Tang Wulin to go up.

However, Teacher Li believed that since Luo Ze had already displayed his strength, having him go up personally would better intimidate the other classes. Perhaps the others might even surrender without fighting.

Sure enough, the moment Luo Ze stepped onto the stage, he became the focus of the other classes' attention, especially Class Four.

Gao Bin's face was now swollen like a pig's head, and even speaking was difficult for him. The arrogance in his gaze toward Luo Ze had turned into wariness.

Luo Ze had easily neutralized his Rhino Charge and defeated him in a single move. This Luo Ze was definitely not simple. But why had someone as formidable as him been assigned to Class Five?

This was the shared question in everyone's minds. With Luo Ze's ability to single-handedly crush Gao Bin, he could have easily entered Class Two, or even the legendary Class One!

Why had he ended up in Class Five? They simply could not understand it!

The drawing results were announced soon after. Class Two would face Class Three, while Class Four would face Class Five. The winning classes would advance to the two-round finals.

"Whew, thank goodness we didn't draw Luo Ze." Class Three's class monitor spoke with immense relief.

Class Two's class monitor, on the other hand, felt somewhat regretful. After all, facing a strong opponent was also a form of growth for them.

But Class Four's class monitor, Gao Bin, did not see it that way. When he saw that the number on his card was Class Five, he immediately imagined a thousand different ways he might die.

Whenever he saw Luo Ze, his swollen face seemed to throb faintly with pain, constantly reminding him of Luo Ze's strength.

"It's over. We drew Luo Ze in the first round. We're doomed to miss out on the Thousand Year Soul Spirit."

"Sigh, I'll be satisfied as long as we don't get beaten too badly."

The competing students of Class Four huddled together, collectively mourning as though they had already seen the outcome.

Their only hope was that Luo Ze would show mercy and not make their class lose too much face before the other classes.

"Wow, our first-round opponents are Class Four! Brother Luo, leave a few for me to practice on!" Tang Wulin looked at Luo Ze eagerly.

"Sure. Leave Gao Bin to me. The Soul Power Levels of Class Four's remaining competitors are probably around level five to six. You'll be fine handling them on your own!"

Luo Ze thought very highly of Tang Wulin. Ever since they had joined the same class, Luo Ze had been able to sense Tang Wulin's relentless efforts and his desire to become stronger!

Those who possessed both of those qualities were destined for great things in the future!

"No problem. I'll definitely work hard and won't hold you back!" Tang Wulin promised solemnly.

Soon, the first round of matches began. Class Four faced Class Five, and victory could be claimed either by forcing the opponents to surrender or knocking all of them off the arena.

Class Four had sent out four people. Every one of them was fully focused, and they all regarded Luo Ze with great wariness.

"Once the match starts, we'll take Tang Wulin out first. Then we'll gang up on Luo Ze together. I refuse to believe that no matter how strong his martial soul is, he can withstand the combined attacks of all four of us!" Gao Bin turned around and ordered.

"Contestants on both sides, get ready. The match begins!" the referee shouted, raising his hand.