The First Assessment (Part 2)

"Qu Hun, attack!"

With Li Feiyu tying down Nanmen Yun'er, who posed the greatest threat, Han Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately adjusted his tactics, giving the order to Qu Hun, who had already activated his Martial Soul Avatar.

Qu Hun's Martial Soul was a pair of heavy, iron-colored gauntlets, with five sharp, cold-gleaming spikes at the knuckles, possessing both offense and defense.

It could be considered a decent Tool Martial Soul, but like Li Feiyu, he was only a Soul Master with a single hundred-year Soul Ring.

Facing Bai Yi, who had two Soul Rings, he couldn't say he could win, only that he could stall for a while.

The only thing that piqued Moyuan's and Bai Yi's interest was that Han Li was also a two-ringed Soul Grand Master.

Han Li's Martial Soul was also a Tool Martial Soul, a crystal-clear, emerald-green small bottle, with two plant branches of unknown species inserted within.

Looking at this strange Martial Soul, one couldn't quite figure out how he controlled enemies with it.

Upon receiving the order, Qu Hun immediately strode forward, charging straight at Bai Yi. Simultaneously, his first Soul Ring lit up.

A pair of heavy, hard gauntlets suddenly expanded, and a bit of red flame ignited from the ends of the gauntlets, quickly engulfing Qu Hun's two strong arms.

Initially, they didn't know Bai Yi's Martial Soul, so they had Li Feiyu engage Bai Yi in close combat. But now, seeing it, it seemed that Qu Hun, a strong offense-type, was more suited to fighting Bai Yi.

After all, the greatest advantage of a bow-type Martial Soul was ranged attacks. The arena was only so large. Unless Bai Yi kept dodging, once Qu Hun got close and landed a hit, perhaps the three of them could still take down Bai Yi.

"First Soul Skill, Explosive Fist Flame!"

Qu Hun let out a muffled grunt, stomped his foot heavily, and as the floor shattered, he charged straight at Bai Yi with extreme speed.

His fists, wreathed in blazing flames, smashed out heavily, creating a whistling sound filled with oppressive force.

On the other side, Han Li didn't just stand by. His first Soul Ring lit up, and the dark green branch in the emerald-green bottle swayed slightly.

"First Soul Skill, Snake Vine Entanglement!"

Before his voice even fell, several floor tiles not far in front of Bai Yi were shattered, and over a dozen green vines, as thick as an adult's forearm, surged out wildly, then coiled directly towards Bai Yi.

Moyuan, standing behind and not moving, had a general understanding of Han Li's Martial Soul after watching him activate it.

If he guessed correctly, Han Li's Martial Soul should be that after obtaining a Soul Ring from a plant-type Soul Beast, a branch of that Soul Beast would appear in the bottle.

By releasing the corresponding Soul Skill, he could use that plant Soul Beast for entanglement and control.

It was quite ingenious. If developed properly, he could even use one Martial Soul as nine.

"Hiss... If he obtained a Blue Silver Grass Soul Ring, could he use his mother's... no, Blue Silver Entanglement?"

Unlike Moyuan's wicked thoughts, Han Li's eyes were fixed on Bai Yi, who was about to be entangled by the Snake Vine and was about to be hit head-on by Qu Hun.

In his view, the attack targeting Bai Yi was nearly perfect. He used his control Soul Skill to dictate Bai Yi's movement, and then Qu Hun would engage in close-quarters combat.

This way, the powerful ranged attack capability of a bow-type Martial Soul would be perfectly restricted. As long as Bai Yi wasn't a berserker disguised as an archer, there shouldn't be any accidents.

Of course, this also depended on Moyuan not intervening. Otherwise, Qu Hun wouldn't be attacking, but getting beaten.

But as Bai Yi was about to be ensnared by the Snake Vine, Han Li grew increasingly uneasy. The reason was that Moyuan and Bai Yi appeared too calm, as if they could easily evade this attack.

This unease was finally confirmed when Bai Yi's second Soul Ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill, Light Feather Wings!"

As Bai Yi's soft cry fell, the chilling white aura surrounding him instantly erupted, and a pair of massive feathers made of ice appeared behind him!

Han Li, witnessing this scene, felt a sense of dread. The moment the ice feathers appeared, Bai Yi vanished from his spot.

The Snake Vine, which was about to hit its target, and Qu Hun's fist missed completely. Before he could be astonished, Han Li immediately looked up.

Upon seeing Bai Yi, who was flying in the air holding a Light Feather Ice Bow and aiming at him, Han Li instantly despaired and exclaimed in shock, "It's a flying Soul Skill!"

"You guessed right, but there's no prize."

Bai Yi smiled calmly. Archers were indeed countered by the arena size and strong offense-type Soul Masters in close combat, but once they could fly, escaping the arena and entering the boundless sky, all those so-called counters would become meaningless.

Han Li, who understood this point, had already given up struggling. With a flying archer in front of him, what was there to fight?

"First Soul Skill, Frost Feather!"

Bai Yi drew the Light Feather Ice Bow into a perfect arc. The ice arrow nocked on the string suddenly became sharper and colder.

Bai Yi made no superfluous movements. After aiming at the fleeing Han Li and Qu Hun below, he lightly released his right hand holding the arrow.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the air being torn apart exploded. Han Li looked up, intending to see the arrow's direction, but his gaze froze him in place.

He saw that the arrow, emanating a bone-chilling cold, disintegrated in mid-air the moment it left the Light Feather Ice Bow. The countless ice shards that exploded then transformed into countless arrows identical to the original.

A rain of arrows covered more than half of the arena, leaving Han Li and Qu Hun no room to dodge.

After Bai Yi shot this arrow, the outcome was decided.

There was already an absolute gap in cultivation among the three, and the quality of their Martial Souls was not on the same level. Even if Han Li and Qu Hun miraculously survived this volley of arrows, they would essentially lose the ability to continue fighting.

Knowing they were outmatched, Han Li immediately pulled Qu Hun, raised their hands, and shouted, "We surrender!"

At the same time, all the arrows were shattered under Bai Yi's control, turning into a vast snowfall that drifted down.

On the other side, the outcome of Nanmen Yun'er and Li Feiyu's clash concluded even sooner.

While the Golden Eater Insect was an extremely rare martial soul that could possess both speed and defense, Nanmen Yun'er's Jade Green Bird martial soul was no less impressive, and in fact, much stronger.

Even setting aside martial soul strength, the two were separated by a full nine levels in soul power, and Nanmen Yun'er possessed an additional soul ring.

If not for Li Feiyu's considerable defensive capabilities, with the swift, decisive combat style of an agile attack type, Nanmen Yun'er would have secured victory the instant they engaged.

The male teacher, standing outside the arena and ready to intervene at any moment, now stared thoughtfully at Bai Yi and Nanmen Yun'er, who had already retracted their martial souls.

He had watched the recent battle clearly. Compared to Han Li's side, who had used every trick and fought with all their might, Moyuan and his two companions had it far too easy.

There was no strategy involved; it was a complete and utter crushing victory through absolute strength.

The other four teams observing from the sidelines watched this match with grim expressions, their gazes towards Moyuan's team filled with a hint of fear.

Instantly, the entire Thirty-Six Zone fell into a profound silence.

With Han Li, a great soul master, leading the team, along with Qu Hun and Li Feiyu, whose strengths were not weak in various aspects, they were utterly defeated by Bai Yi and Nanmen Yun'er in just two rounds when facing Moyuan's team.

Then what about their teams, whose strength was inferior to Han Li's trio? Would they not even last two rounds?

The author has recently been experiencing some health issues, coupled with a generally poor mental state, which may have led to a slight decline in the quality of recent drafts. If readers feel it's not up to par, feel free to abandon the book.

Additionally, to those readers who have been cursing me: if you believe there are issues with the chapters I've written, please point them out. I haven't deleted any comments that were made with clean language.

However, some readers are exactly as I've written in the book; there are still many idiots in this world. They are like rats living in the gutters in real life, and when their lives are unsatisfactory, they vent their frustrations online at will.

Scum who would sell their own parents into prostitution, they resort to personal attacks right off the bat. What, did your parents not teach you how to speak when you were little?

Even after I've banned you, you keep creating new accounts to curse me. What's wrong? Doesn't anyone in this world care about you? Do you have to seek validation from me? Who cares about you anyway?

The protagonist in the novel is an orphan because the identity of an orphan is easy to write. If you are an orphan, it means you truly deserve it, you are detestable and annoying.