Support-Type Soul Master? (Continued)

This is the same violent woman who was able to beat up Teacher Zhao Wuji last time. Am I going to get killed by her?

She was actually the captain of the Exotic Beast Academy.

Cai Wenji was the first to step onto the stage. She stood on the platform and stretched her wrists.

The referee was announcing the contestants' information. "The Exotic Beast Academy is fielding their captain, Cai Wenji, a level 58 support-type Soul King."

When this information was first announced, no one had a chance to react; their attention was entirely focused on the Soul King in front of them.

It wasn't until half a day later that everyone realized what the host had just said.

The qualifying rounds were not as grand and bustling as the preliminary rounds; instead, they were more somber and intense. Teams from various academies rested in their designated areas, but their eyes were all focused on the arena in the center where the matches were being held.

A buzz of discussion filled the audience, rife with doubt and confusion.

"What's going on with the Exotic Beast Academy? Why did they send out a support-type Soul Master as their first opponent?"

"Although she's Soul King, she's a support-type Soul Master! Even if Canghui Academy is weak, it still has a mental control-type Soul Master. Mental attacks are hard to defend against. How can a support-type Soul Master withstand that?"

"Is the Exotic Beast Academy getting arrogant? Or are they planning to give up on this match?"

"Isn't this just giving away points?"

"A support player playing solo? Exotic Beast Academy has gone mad!"

"Judging by her age, she shouldn't be more than eighteen. A support-type Soul King at such a young age?"

"Even if she's a genius, this kind of singles competition isn't for her, is it?"

Some nobles, who were comfortably watching the Soul Master compete in the VIP seats, were dissatisfied. They had set up this qualifying tournament to select powerful Soul Master for recruitment, so what was the point of having a support Soul Master sneak in?

Even on the high platform, Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi, among others, had a hint of curiosity in their eyes. The Advanced Soul Master Tournament was only held once every five years, and every participating team was fully prepared. How could such a free win happen? The Exotic Beast Academy was an old and established academy; although not the strongest, it still had a good reputation. What was so special about this support-type Soul Master?

Meanwhile, another team of Soul Master from the Balak Kingdom listened to the surrounding doubts with expressions of both excitement and pain.

They were initially defeated by a mere support player and were still unconvinced, then...

They just want the Exotic Beast Academy to change Cai Wenji's information to Power Attack System Soul Master, so that it wouldn't be too shameful.

However, she was rejected because all of Cai Wenji's Soul Skill Soul Skill auxiliary.

This is true. Although this girl is very strong and capable in combat, all of her Soul Skill are support Soul Skill, which are completely unrelated to the Power Attack System Soul Master.

They were left speechless.

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Tournament

On the arena, a graceful young woman stood, her golden hair styled in two buns, looking harmless—it was Cai Wenji.

Her opponent, the top player from the Canghui Academy, was a young man with a somewhat arrogant face, a disdainful smile already playing on his lips. A support-type Soul Master, starting in the first round? This is practically giving away points!

"The match begins!" The referee's voice had barely faded when...

Cai Wenji released her Martial Soul, and a magnificent Hujia Qin a type of Chinese stringed instrument) appeared behind Cai Wenji.

Yellow, purple, and black Soul Ring were revealed.

The young man opposite him instantly released his Martial Soul, a gem shimmering with mesmerizing colors appearing in his palm. His Second Soul Ring lit up, "Second Soul Skill, Mental Shockwave!"

An invisible mental wave rushed towards Cai Wenji, enough to make Soul Master of the same level feel disoriented and slow down.

However, Cai Wenji also unleashed her Soul Skill, and the magnificent Hujia Qin behind her continuously played beautiful music, which was delightful to listen to.

To everyone's astonishment, Cai Wenji stacked buff skills on herself one after another. Gentle life light flowed into Cai Wenji's body... This light, which should have been given to her teammates, now perfectly converged on her alone!

Buzz!!!

Her aura surged at a visible rate, and her skin seemed to shimmer with light.

The youth's spiritual fluctuations collided with this layer of life energy, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; it only caused Cai Wenji's hair to flutter slightly. Her clear eyes remained bright, even more profound than before.

Her figure became slender and agile at a visible speed, and her originally slightly weak lines were replaced by smooth and powerful muscle contours, but not exaggeratedly, but full of a burgeoning and wild beauty.

She stood there like a newborn bamboo stalk bathed in sunlight, resilient and full of vitality. Just one glance at her gave one a sense of life and seemed to possess inexhaustible power.

The young man opposite him was stunned. How could this be? His mental attack had no effect?

Before he could react, Cai Wenji moved with lightning speed.

Cai Wenji's powerful physique caused her figure to blur instantly, and her speed increased dramatically!

The Hujia Qin suspended above the field no longer emitted healing melodies, but transformed into a stirring rhythm like war drums, permeating her entire being.

"You..." The youth from the Canghui Academy finally sensed something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to unleash a stronger Soul Skill.

But it was too late.

Cai Wenji moved! She didn't use any offensive Soul Skill, only pure physical techniques after being empowered by buffs!

Her figure transformed into a streak of green light, appearing almost instantly before the young man. He only saw a blur as a fist, seemingly delicate yet imbued with terrifying power, rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

His last thought was, "Even though I'm Soul King, a support is still a support..."

Just a single punch...

A muffled thud.

Before he could finish thinking, everything went black for the team member. He didn't even feel any pain before his consciousness faded. His body was propelled by a gentle yet irresistible force, flying directly out of the ring and collapsing limply to the ground.

The referee went over to check and was amazed to find that although he had been sent flying so far by a punch, he had not suffered any serious injuries.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Cai Wenji landed lightly on the spot, rubbing her wrist, which felt a little awkward from trying to restrain her strength for fear of killing her opponent. She seemed dissatisfied with the feel of her grip. She raised her head and looked at the stunned team members in the Canghui Academy's waiting area. Her voice was still clear, but it carried an invisible pressure:

"Next!"

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Canghui Academy rest area

Shi Nian's face darkened; losing to a support player was an utter disgrace.

He waved his hand sharply. The second player reluctantly stepped onto the field.

He learned from his mistakes and immediately activated his strongest defensive mental shield, while his third Soul Skill, Illusion, was ready to be unleashed.

However, all of this was in vain in the face of absolute speed and power. Cai Wenji's figure disappeared again, bypassing the most concentrated direction of the mental shield with an almost Gui Mei gait, and appeared to his side. It was still a simple and unadorned hand chop, gently slicing his neck.

The second team member also experienced a sudden blackout and collapsed off the stage.

Then came the third team member. Before he could even unleash his Martial Soul, a green gust of wind swept him towards him, and he felt a subtle push to his abdomen. In a dizzying moment, he was defeated.

Before they could even react, they were all knocked off the stage with a punch (or a palm strike, or a push), completely powerless to fight back!

Cai Wenji let out a soft breath and shook her hand somewhat unhappily.

Since they are inherently fragile gem-type Martial Soul, and all their Soul Skill are mental Soul Skill, their physical constitution is actually not much stronger than that of support Soul Master.

Facing these "fragile" opponents, she had to be extremely careful with every strike, controlling her power to just stun them without seriously injuring them, lest she kill them. This kind of precise control made her feel less comfortable fighting against those tough, Power Attack System Soul Master; at least against Power Attack System Soul Masters, she could be a little more unrestrained.

The waiting area of the Canghui Academy was deathly silent, and fear was already showing on the faces of the remaining four team members. Their mental attacks, which they relied on for fame, seemed to be completely ineffective against this support Soul Master from the Exotic Beast Academy, while their opponent possessed terrifying close combat power comparable to a top-tier Power Attack System Battle Soul King!

Whose home turf is this anyway?

On the arena, Cai Wenji once again turned her gaze towards the Canghui Academy. Her emerald green eyes remained calm and undisturbed. When she spoke again, her voice clearly resonated throughout the entire arena:

"Next."

This time, no one found it laughable that support Soul Master would be on the promotion tournament stage anymore.

The entire arena was silent, save for that figure bathed in the radiance of life, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.

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VIP seats

Ning Fengzhi stared intently at the confident and powerful young woman on the stage.

Support-type Soul Master can actually fight like this?

No, that's not right...

Ning Fengzhi quickly snapped out of his elation and returned to reality.

Normal support-type Soul Master are physically weaker than other Soul Master and don't have any advantages. Even if they put all their buff Soul Skill on themselves, the effect might not be as good as that of a strong attack Soul Master of the same level. Moreover, support Soul Master don't have any offensive Soul Skill.

If you actually used a buffing Soul Skill on yourself, you'd just take a few more hits; it wouldn't have such an exaggerated effect.

As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, a support sect, Ning Fengzhi has a general understanding of the enhancement effects of various support Martial Soul.

This support Soul Master named Cai Wenji either possesses special techniques to enhance her physique, like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Heart Separation Control Technique, which can enhance mental power and achieve large-scale support in group battles.

Of course, it's also possible that her Martial Soul is special, not only providing auxiliary effects but also greatly enhancing the physical attributes of Soul Master.

While thinking, Ning Fengzhi also kept an eye on Xue Ye's expression.

He really wanted this girl; it was related to whether the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master had the potential to become a Power Attack System Soul Master.

However, Xue Ye's expression did not change much, making it impossible for Ning Fengzhi to discern his thoughts.

On the contrary, Ning Rongrong, who did not need to participate in the qualifying rounds, wanted a good seat to watch the game, so she stayed next to Ning Fengzhi.

Watching the battle unfold on the field, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but reveal an expression of envy.

Although she disliked the other woman's athletic physique and preferred her own elegant and ladylike appearance, who would willingly remain a support when they could become the strong one themselves?

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong glanced at the silver-haired immortal who was drinking on the outermost edge of the room to avoid fans.

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Now it was the fourth person's turn to play.

It was Ma Hongjun, who was now deathly pale and trembling with fear.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he never stepped onto the ring.

Cai Wenji has a grudge against me; wouldn't it be pointless for me to go on stage and get myself into trouble?

When he met the pair of bright, alert eyes opposite him, Ma Hongjun shuddered.

He glanced again at his teacher— Flender!

With a pleading look in his eyes, Flender naturally understood Ma Hongjun's meaning. As Soul Elder, facing Cai Wenji would be tantamount to asking for a beating, especially since the two had a history of enmity.