C-rank Martial Soul

He moved his feet, his First Soul Ring glowing faintly as Blue Silver Grass surged from his palms once again.

This time, it was faster and more numerous, catching up to the retreating Osler in the blink of an eye as several vines precisely bound his wrists.

Osler's heart sank, and he hurriedly activated his soul skill, his black-glowing claws slashing down once more, attempting to repeat his previous tactic to sever the vines.

But this time, it was different.

Wang Xian focused his mind, and the scattered Blue Silver Grass instantly fused together.

The originally thin, dense vines contracted and condensed violently, transforming into a single, thick main vine.

Its cyan surface shimmered with a warm luster, and dense silver patterns flickered slightly under the sunlight.

Osler's claws struck the thick main vine, emitting a dull "clang" as if he had struck an iron pillar.

As the black light dissipated, only a shallow mark remained on the surface of the main vine, not even a dent.

"What!" Osler roared in terror.

Before he could react, even more Blue Silver Grass surged forward.

The main vine split into several branches, wrapping around him layer by layer, from his ankles all the way to his shoulders, bundling him up like a rice dumpling.

Osler struggled desperately, but the vines tightened further and further, constricting him until he could barely breathe.

He tried to activate his soul skill again, but his arms were firmly pinned, and he couldn't even move his fingers, let alone swing his claws.

Host detected defeating a Martial Soul possessor. Capture Martial Soul?

Capture.

Martial Soul capture successful. Martial Soul: Ghost Leopard (C-rank), added to training camp.

"C-rank!" Wang Xian's eyes lit up when he heard the voice.

This was the first time he had obtained a C-rank Martial Soul; the last time he finished training a low-tier Martial Soul, it had earned him a thousand Cultivation Points directly.

Then, how much would this C-rank Martial Soul grant him?

Wang Xian couldn't help but guess, "Ten thousand?"

If he could really get ten thousand in one go, he would be able to proceed with his next Martial Soul cultivation.

At the edge of the clearing, Teacher Lin looked at the immobilized Osler, then at Wang Xian, who stood calmly in place without having moved much, and fell silent for two seconds.

"That's enough," he said, his tone carrying an indescribable nuance.

Wang Xian snapped out of his excitement, and with a thought, the Blue Silver Grass instantly loosened and retracted into his palms one by one.

Osler climbed up from the ground, looked down at his reddened wrists, then looked at Wang Xian, his mouth opening and closing, unable to speak for a long time.

"I concede, senior," Wang Xian said with a polite bow and a smile.

Teacher Lin looked at the Wang Xian before him; the composure in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a fiery intensity.

He had been a teacher for many years and had seen many talented students, but someone like Wang Xian was truly a first.

His Martial Soul looked like Blue Silver Grass, but its strength was anything but; to be able to beat an Agility Attack System Soul Master four levels higher than himself like this, this child's Martial Soul was definitely not simple.

This is a genius, Teacher Lin couldn't help but feel excited inside.

Heaven Dou Intermediate Academy offered rewards for recruiting talented students, and the rewards were quite substantial.

Wang Xian had passed the assessment through him, so this reward would securely fall into his hands.

As for Osler, the expression on his face had stiffened.

He stood to the side, looking at Wang Xian's calm face, his mouth opening and closing again, unable to say a word.

Being beaten until he had no power to fight back by a Soul Master four levels lower than himself—and the opponent was using a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, even if it was a mutated one—was just too embarrassing.

This junior is clearly not an ordinary person; it's normal for a Control System to counter an Agility Attack System, Osler silently comforted himself, and his expression finally looked a little better.

Wang Xian ignored Osler's expression, turned to look at Teacher Lin, and asked with a bow, "Teacher, can I complete the enrollment procedures now?"

"Yes, yes, come with me," Teacher Lin nodded hurriedly, his attitude much warmer than before, and turned to lead Wang Xian toward the building.

The room was not large, furnished with an office desk and a few chairs, with class schedules and an academy map posted on the walls.

Teacher Lin sat behind the desk, and Wang Xian handed over his graduation certificate from the junior academy along with his Soul Master badge from Martial Soul Hall.

Teacher Lin took them and examined them carefully; the seal on the graduation certificate was clear and complete, and the Soul Master badge was also genuine, engraved with Wang Xian's name and his Soul Master rank.

He put the two items away, took an enrollment registration form from the drawer, and picked up a pen to fill it out with a flurry of strokes.

"Your dormitory is arranged; I'll have someone take you there in a moment." Teacher Lin finished the last stroke, tucked the registration form into a folder, looked up at Wang Xian, and smiled, "Welcome to Heaven Dou Intermediate Academy."

Wang Xian took the enrollment certificate handed over by Teacher Lin, tucked it away carefully, and thanked him.

When he walked out of the room, Osler was already gone, likely having left because he felt embarrassed.

Only a few sycamore leaves blown by the wind remained on the clearing at the entrance, and the traces of the fight from earlier were no longer visible.

Wang Xian stood at the entrance, looking at the gray-walled, black-tiled teaching buildings in the distance, then at the sky obscured by the sycamore trees above.

His life at Notting Academy was over; a new place, a new beginning.

"Let's go check out the dormitory first." He stepped forward and walked in the direction indicated by the sign.

The dormitories of Heaven Dou Intermediate Academy are located on the east side, occupying a relatively modest area.

Because the number of Soul Masters is not particularly high, the entrance examination for Heaven Dou Intermediate Academy is actually considered quite difficult.

Fighting for fifty rounds against a Soul Master whose soul power is three levels higher than one's own is not an easy feat to accomplish.

The dormitory building is a small three-story structure with gray brick exterior walls and large windows, each draped with dark blue curtains.

In front of the building lies a small lawn, bordered by several dwarf pines that have been neatly trimmed.

At the entrance is a wooden door with a bronze plaque hanging above it, engraved with the four characters for "Student Dormitory."

Wang Xian pushed the door open and walked inside; the hallway was paved with wooden flooring that creaked slightly under his feet.

Every few steps along the wall, there was a wall lamp casting a soft light that illuminated the corridor brightly.

His room was at the very end of the second floor, with "207" written on the doorplate.

Pushing the door open, he found the room was significantly larger than the one he had stayed in at Notting Academy.

Two beds were placed side-by-side against the wall, covered with clean white bedding, with a small cabinet at the head of each.

Near the window stood a desk and a chair, with an oil lamp placed on the tabletop.

The window was open, and the breeze blew the curtains, causing them to sway gently while offering a view of a corner of the playground outside.

His roommate had not yet arrived, leaving him as the only person in the room.

Wang Xian placed his bundle on the bed by the window, sat down on the edge, took a deep breath, and silently recited in his heart.

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