Ye Lin's Daily High-Intensity Training

The blade came down, and the tremendous force sent him tumbling heavily across the ground.

On the other two sides, clangs rang out continuously. Zhu Zhuqing was unleashing her rapid Hell Hundred Claws,

while Dai Mubai was locked in a fierce clash with one of Ye Lin's clones.

Every collision rang out with a tremendous clang.

"Xiao Wu, yours wasn't necessarily useless,"

Ye Lin quickly descended, setting Xiao Wu safely on the ground.

Both had fallen from the sky, and both were girls,

yet Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong had been treated completely differently.

Ye Lin's first target wasn't Dai Mubai, the strongest of them, or Zhu Zhuqing, who was being somewhat suppressed, but Ma Hongjun, who was under a furious assault from two clones.

She rushed forward and struck with her sword.

A huge gash immediately split Ma Hongjun's clothes. If the blow had been any heavier, he would have lost his life too.

Only after taking care of Ma Hongjun did she turn back to deal with Dai Mubai.

Her sword came down, and the tremendous force instantly pressed him to the ground, his knees buckling.

As Ye Lin steadily increased the pressure, Dai Mubai's right knee hit the ground with a thud, leaving him kneeling as he struggled to hold on.

"So strong!"

"I lost!"

Ye Lin smiled slightly and sheathed her sword.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing had also just lost.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

Flender's applause rang out as he slowly walked forward.

"Tell me how you feel."

Dai Mubai and the others looked at one another, unsure what to say.

At last, Ma Hongjun spoke up. "Powerless. Completely powerless. We weren't even close to being a match."

"We were completely dominated by Sister Lin, and she was holding back. Otherwise, we wouldn't have lasted a single exchange."

The others all lowered their heads. They'd been utterly crushed—by one person.

"Hahaha,"

Flender laughed. "You don't need to be discouraged."

"Ye Lin's strength is undeniable. She works harder than every one of you."

"She spends at least four-fifths of each day training, nearly twenty hours a day. Tell me, which of you could do that?"

Hearing Flender's words, everyone but Xiao Wu, who already knew, stared at Ye Lin with wide eyes.

"That much?"

Ma Hongjun swallowed.

"Sister Lin, you're that crazy about training?"

After hearing Flender, Zhu Zhuqing fell into thought. At last, she clenched her fists tightly.

"There's a saying that fits: hard work can make up for a lack of talent."

"But that doesn't apply to Ye Lin. She works hard, but she isn't lacking in talent. Her natural gifts and the strength of her Martial Soul are the greatest among all of you."

"You don't know much about sword Martial Souls, but I think one of you knows a great deal."

Flender looked at Ning Rongrong. "How does Ye Lin's sword compare to the Seven Kill Sword?"

Ning Rongrong was taken aback, then shook her head. "I can't compare them."

Flender laughed.

"Some of you may not know what the Seven Kill Sword is. I'll tell you just one thing: its wielder is a Titled Douluo at level ninety-five!"

Flender's meaning was clear: Ye Lin had the talent to grow into a Super Douluo!

"So what reason do you have not to work hard?"

After giving everyone a pep talk, he began commenting on the battle they'd just fought.

"There were things you could've done better, but there were also things you did very well."

"Oscar, you gave Ning Rongrong a Flying Mushroom Sausage right away, ensuring the safety of both of you. That was good. But you should also have prepared recovery sausages for the others, so they could replenish their Soul Power. You're a food-type Soul Master, which makes you different from ordinary support-type Soul Masters."

"Ning Rongrong, it was right to use your attribute boosts on the other three. But when Ye Lin launched her surprise attack, you didn't quickly apply a Soul Power boost to yourself and Oscar. Even if it wouldn't have helped you escape Ye Lin, you still shouldn't have given up."

"Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, your idea was good: take the initiative and attack. But don't forget that neither of you can fly. Once you were in the air, you were sitting ducks."

"Mubai, you did an adequate job."

"But Ma Hongjun, you made a serious mistake."

Flender's gaze suddenly turned stern.

Ma Hongjun was instantly dumbfounded.

The others were also confused. What had he done wrong?

Flender's voice was cold.

"Didn't you realize that the two clones attacking you had no offensive power?"

"Huh!"

Ma Hongjun froze!

He thought it over carefully. It did seem that way.

The two clones hadn't caused any damage at all. Only that final sword strike had hurt him.

"If you'd helped Dai Mubai take out the other clone right away, then gone to help Zhu Zhuqing, you would've lasted much longer."

Ma Hongjun immediately lowered his head. That really had been a serious mistake.

"Ye Lin,"

At last, Flender's gaze fell on Ye Lin.

He thought it over, but couldn't figure out what to say. Other than having held back tremendously in that fight, she seemed to have done nothing wrong.

He looked at the two yellow Spirit Rings around Ye Lin and kept asking himself:

Could these really be just two Hundred-Year Soul Rings?

Their power was already no weaker than a Thousand-Year Soul Ring. In fact, it might even surpass one.

"Nicely done. Well done."

Ye Lin smiled gently. She didn't think of herself as a vain person,

but she had to admit that praise still made her happy.

"What's your Second Soul Skill? As your companions, they should know."

Ye Lin nodded.

"My Second Soul Skill is Shadow of Black and White. It creates two clones, each with fifty percent of my attack power, and lasts for five minutes. Each clone can cast Shadow of Black and White again, though those clones have extremely low attack power. They last as long as the original clones, and their defensive ability is the same as mine."

Oscar was utterly astonished.

"That Soul Skill is incredibly powerful."

"Four clones lasting five minutes—whether or not they can attack, they'd make four extremely powerful shields."

Ye Lin smiled. "I was just lucky."

"The External Soul Bone on my back, the Eight God Wings, was something I unexpectedly obtained while absorbing my Second Soul Ring. It lets me fly, and also gives me decent combat abilities, as well as the ability to purify and heal."

The others were practically in tears.

"Sister Lin, your luck is just too good!"

Flender stopped them from continuing.

"That's enough. Keep Ye Lin's External Soul Bone secret. Don't tell anyone—remember, anyone!"

"Go back and rest. Recover your strength. Tonight, you'll face the Soto Great Soul Arena."

"Yes!"