The Shock Brought by a Special Martial Soul

"If he has Innate Full Soul Power, he might become Tang San's right-hand man someday." Tang Hao began to look forward to it.

If Ye Mu knew what Tang Hao was thinking, he would probably throw a Limit Douluo attack right in his face.

Nuoding Academy Square.

Ye Mu and Shi Yan stood a hundred meters apart.

Dark yellow rock-like armor plates emerged across Shi Yan's skin, especially thick around his arms, with natural bone spurs protruding from his knuckles.

Two yellow Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet.

"Shi Yan, Level 22 Defense System Battle Soul Master."

Facing the gazes of everyone at Nuoding Academy, Ye Mu said nothing more.

Soul Power Fluctuations rippled out from around him.

A suit of Leather Light Armor instantly covered vital areas such as his chest and shoulders.

An Iron Long Spear, about two and a half meters long with a Spear Tip glinting with Cold Light, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

What shocked everyone most was that a White Horse appeared beneath Ye Mu.

The White Horse neighed, its four hooves planted firmly on the ground.

In an instant, Ye Mu became a cavalryman.

Man and horse seemed to become one, radiating a fierce, chilling aura.

"This...!"

Everyone at Nuoding Academy, including the Dean, teachers, and the many students watching, froze in shock.

When Beast Martial Souls possessed their users, they usually only transformed parts of the body into beastly features. Tool Martial Souls, on the other hand, were weapons held in hand. They had never heard of or seen a Martial Soul that directly turned someone into a complete cavalryman.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes burned with fervor.

He abruptly shoved aside the students in front of him and squeezed his way to the front. Rubbing his eyes, he stared intently at the War Horse beneath Ye Mu and the Iron Spear in his hand, then eagerly called out, "What Martial Soul is that? Is it a Mutated Martial Soul? Man and horse as one—what an incredible Martial Soul."

He fired off a string of questions, completely forgetting the occasion.

Seated upright upon his War Horse, Ye Mu swept a cold gaze over him.

He recognized Yu Xiaogang.

The corner of his mouth curled downward almost imperceptibly. He could not be bothered to answer and simply turned his gaze back to Shi Yan.

The Dean frowned deeply, a trace of displeasure flashing across his face.

He grabbed Yu Xiaogang, who was about to continue questioning Ye Mu, and barked in a low voice, "Yu Xiaogang! Shut up! This is a challenge match, not the time for your theoretical discussions! Step back!"

The Dean's hard pull made Yu Xiaogang stumble. Feeling the varied stares from the surrounding students, especially Ye Mu's utter disregard for him, shame and anger surged through him.

He straightened his robes, his face turning pale and green by turns. In the end, he snorted coldly and retreated to the edge of the crowd, resentment filling his heart.

What an ill-mannered brat!

How dare he ignore me like this... Once the match begins, I'll have Tang San teach you a proper lesson and show you the vastness of heaven and earth!

Tang Hao was also stunned by Ye Mu's Martial Soul.

Though Ye Mu's Martial Soul was not particularly impressive-looking, it truly was integrated—a complete Martial Soul.

"This kind of Martial Soul is really interesting."

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: No matter how many times I see this kind of Martial Soul, I still find it interesting. It doesn't look like just a single Martial Soul.]

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Yeah, it's just a little plain. If it were Heavy Cavalry, it would be amazing.]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: Although some people are blind, I have to admit she's right.]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: Indeed.]

Ye Mu replied in his heart, "Mine counts as a Special Martial Soul. Although its quality is not high, its power is stronger than Martial Souls of the same realm.

Don't be fooled by how integrated my Martial Soul is. My Leather Armor, Iron Spear, and horse can all be considered Martial Souls.

"It may even evolve in the future."

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Martial Soul Evolution!! Can you tell me how it evolves?! I can pay!]

Ye Mu laughed inwardly. As expected, Martial Soul Evolution was the greatest temptation for Ning Rongrong.

"That really won't work. My Martial Soul is special and has its own method of evolution. Other Martial Souls can't do it."

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Huh?! What a shame. I was planning to spend ten million Gold Soul Coins to evolve mine.]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: ???]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: ???]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: ???]

Ye Mu nearly choked on Ning Rongrong's words as well. As expected of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The richest sect in the world casually talked about tens of millions of Gold Soul Coins.

How many Soul Douluo Soul Masters could ten million Gold Soul Coins buy?

At the Referee Teacher's command, the battle began.

Shi Yan stepped forward, steadily pressing toward Ye Mu, every step carrying a heavy, imposing force.

As Shi Yan approached step by step, Ye Mu's first yellow Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

First Soul Skill: Charge!

The War Horse beneath him let out a piercing neigh, its four hooves suddenly driving against the ground.

In an instant, man and horse seemed to merge into one, becoming a bolt of lightning racing straight ahead at astonishing speed.

The Spear Tip tore through the air with a sharp whistle.

The greater the distance covered by this Charge Soul Skill, the more momentum it accumulated and the greater its power became.

The distance from one end of the arena to its center was enough for the charge to build up considerable power.

Shi Yan had never expected his opponent to erupt with such speed. It was also because he was unfamiliar with cavalry.

After all, how could someone who spent every day at the academy possibly have seen cavalry?

The fierce spear light rushing toward him made his heart jolt.

He made a swift decision, and his Second Soul Ring shone brilliantly.

Second Soul Skill: Immovable Mountain!

He stomped both feet into the ground. A yellow glow spread from beneath his feet, putting him into a three-second state of unwavering stability, his body as steady as a boulder.

The next moment...

BANG!!!

A dull, explosive crash rang out.

The Iron Spear, wrapped in the glow of Soul Power and carrying the immense force of a united man-and-horse charge, slammed violently into the Rock Armor covering Shi Yan's crossed arms.

The unwavering state kept Shi Yan's feet from shifting even half an inch, and he was not sent flying. Yet the overwhelming impact still crashed solidly into his body.

"Pfft!"

Shi Yan's face turned pale as he could not stop himself from coughing up blood. The searing pain in both arms made him suspect that his bones had cracked.

His blood and qi churned violently in his chest, while stabbing pain surged from his ribs. They truly felt close to breaking.

Ye Mu's arm went slightly numb as he sat atop his horse, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

What a straightforward guy. He actually chose to take my hundred-meter charge head-on.

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Such incredible speed, such fierce impact. If that hit me, wouldn't I be covered in bruises?]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: The power is indeed pretty good, but isn't the guy on the other side a little stupid for trying to take it head-on?]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: His combat ability is zero.]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: Indeed.]

The Nuoding Academy students began discussing among themselves.

"Shi Yan coughed up blood!"

"That guy's attack power is insane."

"Feels like Shi Yan isn't his match."

"Obviously. He's already Level 29, while Shi Yan only just became a Soul Grandmaster."

"Looks like we'll still have to rely on Brother San."

"Tang San will definitely win."