I Want to Fight Ten!

A score of 110 was already very high for ordinary students. At the very least, passing the assessment would be effortless.

Next, Jiang Nannan's two teammates chose a three-hundred-year and a two-hundred-year soul beast respectively. They both passed the assessment successfully, earning ninety and eighty-five points.

Very soon, it was Lin Ming's team's turn.

"Tang Ya, when you go in later, just pick a hundred-year soul beast and defeat it with hidden weapons. Lao Bei and I will carry you, so just lie back and relax."

Before going on, Lin Ming specifically reminded Tang Ya.

After all, Beibei and he would definitely pass with ease. All Tang Ya needed to do was defeat a hundred-year soul beast, then ride along with Lin Ming and Beibei for points.

Tang Ya did not feel displeased by Lin Ming's disregard. At this point, she still knew her own limits.

"No problem. Don't worry, Lin Ming. I definitely won't hold you back!"

Tang Ya immediately walked confidently into the Beast Fighting Arena.

"Student, please state the age of the soul beast you have chosen."

Tang Ya grinned and held up one finger. "Teacher, I choose a hundred-year soul beast!"

The referee nodded and signaled for the soul beast to be released.

It had to be said that Tang Ya's luck was even better than Jiang Nannan's.

When the iron gate opened, a rabbit walked out.

A hundred-year Gale Rabbit. Aside from being slightly faster, it had practically no other strengths.

No matter how weak Tang Ya was, she was still a Soul Grandmaster and a control-type soul master. Facing a mere hundred-year Gale Rabbit was practically effortless.

Seeing such an adorable soul beast, Tang Ya almost could not bring herself to attack it. But remembering Lin Ming's instructions, she restrained the overflowing affection in her heart and released her Martial Soul.

Deep-blue vines emerged around her feet, followed by two yellow Spirit Rings.

The Gale Rabbit was somewhat aggressive, so it was not like it would see a human and refuse to attack.

Facing the Gale Rabbit charging at her, Tang Ya immediately lit up her first Spirit Ring.

"First soul skill, Entangle!"

It could only be said that Little Scoundrel had done a great deal of harm. Vine-type Martial Souls naturally possessed entangling abilities, yet his first soul skill had been Entangle, and later generations had even regarded it as a model to follow.

As a result, Tang Ya's first soul skill was also Entangle.

But no matter how underwhelming it was, it was still a soul skill granted by a hundred-year Spirit Ring.

Several stalks of Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground and lashed toward the Gale Rabbit.

But the Gale Rabbit was, after all, a speed-type soul beast. It would not simply sit there and wait to be attacked.

Darting and weaving about, the Gale Rabbit successfully dodged Tang Ya's Entangle.

But it was not over yet. The Blue Silver Grass spread like a massive net, blanketing the Gale Rabbit from all directions.

Limited by the size of the arena, the Gale Rabbit had nowhere to run this time. It was tightly bound by Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass, unable to move.

In the end, Tang Ya scored seventy-five points. There had been nothing wrong with her battle process; the main issue was that the soul beast's age was too low, coupled with her lack of an effective means to subdue it.

Next, it was Beibei's turn.

"Fight well. Don't embarrass me!"

Lin Ming patted Beibei on the shoulder and watched him enter the arena.

Before the referee could speak, Beibei called out loudly, "Teacher, I choose a thousand-year soul beast!"

The first person to choose a thousand-year soul beast had appeared, and the students watching instinctively turned their gazes toward Beibei.

The referee nodded and signaled for the beast cage to release a soul beast.

Beibei cracked his knuckles as he waited for the soul beast to appear.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, a fierce tiger wreathed in blazing flames emerged from behind the iron gate.

A thousand-year Flame Tiger.

The Flame Tiger looked at Beibei as though he were a delicious feast.

Beibei's eyes, meanwhile, were filled with fighting spirit.

A clear dragon's roar rang out, making even the Flame Tiger's massive body tremble.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul appeared behind Beibei.

Then came three Spirit Rings: yellow, yellow, and purple.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was of a far higher grade than the Flame Tiger. The instant Beibei released his Martial Soul, it exerted bloodline suppression over the Flame Tiger.

"First soul skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Beibei's hands underwent draconic transformation, becoming a pair of blue lightning dragon claws as he took the initiative to attack the Flame Tiger.

Although its bloodline was being suppressed, the tiger was still the king of beasts. The Flame Tiger would not be frightened by such minor suppression; it would only become more excited.

Dragon claws collided with tiger claws, and flames clashed with lightning, creating quite a commotion.

But the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was, after all, a top-tier beast Martial Soul, even hailed in Douluo One as the continent's number one beast Martial Soul. Its strength was unquestionably formidable.

In their first exchange, Beibei easily gained the upper hand.

Though his physique was not as monstrous as Lin Ming's, it was now comparable to that of a Soul Ancestor. A Flame Tiger with only a thousand years of cultivation was no match for him.

"Roar!!!"

The Flame Tiger roared in fury and shot a fireball from its mouth toward Beibei.

"Perfect!"

The second Spirit Ring beneath Beibei's feet, yellow tinged with purple, suddenly lit up.

"Second soul skill, Thunderous Might!"

A net formed entirely of lightning condensed and surged toward the fireball.

The fireball was no match for the lightning net. It dissipated after holding out for only a few seconds.

The lightning net continued onward without losing momentum and directly captured the Flame Tiger.

Seizing the opportunity, Beibei pushed off the ground and burst forward, arriving before the Flame Tiger in an instant.

What followed was a Douluo-style Wu Song beating a tiger.

Beibei mounted the Flame Tiger's back in one swift motion.

His dragon claws clenched into fists and hammered down onto the Flame Tiger.

Punch after punch.

The Flame Tiger howled in pain and struggled to rise, but wrapped in the blue lightning net and pinned down by Beibei, it could not move at all.

After more than a dozen punches, the Flame Tiger was finally knocked unconscious by Beibei.

Ferocious—far too ferocious!

That was the impression Beibei left on the students present.

They never would have imagined that the seemingly refined Beibei could fight with such savage ferocity.

Yan Shaozhe personally announced Beibei's score. "Ahem. Your combat power is beyond question, and your fighting techniques are also adequate. However, your fighting style is too aggressive and prone to risk. Therefore, your final score is 145 points."

Out of a maximum score of 150, Beibei had earned 145. It was clearly an exceptionally high score.

After canceling his Martial Soul Possession, Beibei wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked out of the Beast Fighting Arena.

He walked over to Lin Ming and said smugly, "One hundred and forty-five points, Lao Ming. Let's see how you beat that!"

Facing Beibei's arrogance, Lin Ming merely smiled indifferently. "Then let's wait and see."

With that, Lin Ming strode into the Beast Fighting Arena.

"Referee, I also choose a thousand-year soul beast!"

The referee nodded and was just about to have the beast cage release a thousand-year soul beast when Lin Ming added:

"Oh, right, Referee. I don't want just one thousand-year soul beast."

He paused, then declared confidently, "I want to fight ten!"