Fourth test examination grounds.
Zhao Wuji withdrew his fifth Spirit Ring and the Soul Power he had unleashed at nearly full strength.
Looking at Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing lying on the ground, the anger that had been beaten out of him instantly dissipated, replaced by a wave of remorse.
I hit them too hard.
These were three freaks who appeared once in a hundred years, especially those two twelve-year-old Soul Grandmasters at level twenty-nine. If I damaged them, that old bastard Flender would fight me to the death.
He hurried forward to examine them and found that they had merely been shaken by the shockwave, their blood and energy surging, with no serious injuries. Only then did he let out a breath of relief.
"Cough, cough."
Zhao Wuji rose to his feet, clasping his hands behind his back as he tried to salvage some of his dignity as a teacher.
"Alright. Although the time is not up yet, your performance has already proven your strength."
"To hold out against me for so long, you've all done very well."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Ye Liuyun, who was watching the show from afar.
"And that kid playing with grass."
"Though you're a bit slippery and your fighting style is annoying, you really are a headache."
Zhao Wuji waved his hand. "You all pass."
Then he looked at Dai Mubai, his tone becoming earnest.
"Mubai, you saw it too. The strength and talent of these new students are no less than yours."
"From now on, you'll all be brothers eating from the same pot. Let bygones be bygones."
In Zhao Wuji's heart, although Ye Liuyun's strength was indeed outstanding,
compared to a Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, he still believed Dai Mubai, with his higher Soul Power Level and White Tiger Martial Spirit, was more formidable.
After all, real battles could not be won by simply running away. In the end, it still came down to a head-on clash.
By taking the initiative to persuade Dai Mubai, he also hoped Dai Mubai would not hold a grudge against Ye Liuyun.
Dai Mubai nodded. Though he wore a smile, his eyes were still complicated.
Let it go?
Yeah. What else could he do if he did not?
Originally, Dai Mubai had been full of confidence that he could easily put Ye Liuyun, with his useless Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, in his place.
But after seeing that battle, he realized the Blue Silver Grass did not seem so useless after all.
Not to mention that unfathomable Soul Power.
He no longer had the confidence that victory was guaranteed.
To avoid losing face, it was better not to start a conflict.
Ye Liuyun had already decided on that as well.
He was someone who hated trouble by nature.
Now that they were indeed going to be classmates, and he had already returned the money to that father and son outside,
with Zhao Wuji stepping in to mediate as well,
as long as Dai Mubai did not provoke him, he could let the matter slide.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, Zhao Wuji knew they had tacitly agreed.
The thought of having recruited five little monsters made him unable to contain his excitement.
"Mubai, hurry and take them to arrange their dormitories."
Night fell.
The night at Shrek Academy was especially quiet.
The three girls were assigned to one dormitory, while Tang San was placed in Oscar's room.
As for Ye Liuyun, being the only "odd one out" and having such a solitary personality, he had a small wooden cabin in the corner all to himself.
At this moment, inside the cabin,
Ye Liuyun sat cross-legged on the bed. Rather than cultivating his Soul Power, he rolled up the sleeve of his left arm.
Under the moonlight, his left arm looked especially pale.
But upon closer inspection, one could see a faint layer of dark golden light slowly flowing beneath his skin, as though something were being nurtured within his flesh and blood.
"Spirit Bone..."
Ye Liuyun muttered to himself.
As a transmigrator, his understanding of this world's rules far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Why did Spirit Beasts drop Spirit Bones?
Why did some drop them while others did not?
Why did one hundred thousand-year Spirit Beasts always drop them?
Ye Liuyun had made many guesses and analyses.
First, when Spirit Beasts dropped Spirit Bones, they were generally from their most important or frequently used body parts.
It might have been like being left- or right-handed. Spirit Beasts frequently used the parts of their bodies they excelled with.
Naturally, those parts would also be continuously tempered by Soul Power.
Second, time.
Like polishing walnuts, this required the accumulation of time.
Spirit Beasts cultivated far more slowly than humans.
After being tempered, accumulated, and compressed by Soul Power over thousands upon thousands of years in a particular body part, it would eventually undergo a qualitative change and condense into a Spirit Bone.
The reason humans could not produce Spirit Bones themselves was because their lifespans were too short.
Even a Title Douluo only lived for a few hundred years. That was nowhere near enough time to "polish" out a bone.
A flash of madness passed through Ye Liuyun's eyes, and the thought in his heart grew ever stronger.
My Soul Power can accumulate, and my flesh can regenerate.
As long as I use incredibly intense Soul Power to continuously temper my left arm beyond its limits, it won't matter even if the bone shatters. I can regenerate it and keep polishing it!
For the past six years, he had been conducting this experiment every moment, searching for the right method.
He had failed countless times. His left arm had even exploded into pieces over a hundred times.
But tonight,
he had succeeded.
Bzzz—!
With a thought from Ye Liuyun, the skin on his left arm suddenly split open, yet no blood flowed out.
Instead, a layer of crystalline armor, like jade yet flowing with pale golden divine patterns, slowly grew from his flesh and blood, perfectly covering his entire left arm.
This was a Life-Bound Spirit Bone completely nurtured from his own flesh, blood, and Soul Power.
Unlike ordinary Spirit Bones, this Spirit Bone was exposed outside his body like an External Soul Bone.
Just as the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear would generally drop claw bones if it dropped a Spirit Bone.
But to the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear itself, its claws were its weapon.
They grew as it grew.
It also used them directly in battle.
Ye Liuyun's Life-Bound Spirit Bone was likewise his own weapon, a part of himself.
It manifested directly outside his body, wrapping around his entire left arm and fist like armor.
"I'll call it... Immortal Azure Emperor Armor, Left Arm."
Ye Liuyun looked at this perfect work of art and felt the terrifying power contained within it.
[Immortal Azure Emperor Armor] Quality: Growth-Type (evolves as the host's strength increases; currently equivalent to a fifty-thousand-year Spirit Bone). Effect One: [Rebirth]: All things in the world have life and death, beginnings and endings. The emergence of life is the beginning. When the left arm touches any living creature, it can revive the dead and restore flesh to bare bones. Effect Two: [Wither]: All things in the world have life and death, beginnings and endings. The end of life is death. When the left arm touches any living creature, it can accelerate the rate of decay.
"Not bad."
Ye Liuyun withdrew the Spirit Bone with satisfaction, and the arm guard sank back beneath his skin.
Just then,
a bloodcurdling scream suddenly came from the distant grove, accompanied by dull thuds of something heavy striking flesh.
"Ah! Not the face! Who is it? Who the hell is it?"
"Your Majesty Haotian! I don't know you! Ow! Stop hitting me!"
That was Zhao Wuji's voice.
Ye Liuyun walked to the window. Listening to those miserable cries, a gloating smile curled across his lips.
"Teacher Zhao, it seems you walked too many night roads and finally ran into a ghost."
"That lunatic Tang Hao who dotes on his child hits far harder than I do."
He yawned and closed the window.
"Sleep."
Sitting by the bed, he suddenly felt a little lost.
"Damn, I'm kind of hungry. I want to order takeout."
"At this hour, it's the perfect time for a late-night snack."
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