Special Training for Class Nine

The three of them, Ning Tian, were stunned, their smiles slowly freezing.

Were they joking about fighting the instructor?

Wu Feng stepped forward and asked seriously, "Instructor, you're not joking, are you?"

"What's there to joke about? If you make me lose to Class One in the New Student Assessment three months from now, you'll all be waiting to get beaten!"

As he spoke, Yu Daoyun's Golden Dragon Spear thrust towards Nanmen Yun'er, who was the fastest.

Nanmen Yun'er's expression changed slightly. She ducked sharply, dodging the attack, and then activated her Martial Soul Possession, launching a series of counterattacks against Yu Daoyun.

She was a speed-type soul master, the lowest tier in the soul master profession, commonly known as the "scratching king."

But Nanmen Yun'er's Martial Soul quality was very high, the Jade Green Bird, a top-tier Martial Soul among speed-types, not something comparable to pure escape-focused Martial Souls like the Sharp-tailed Swift.

Her first attack unsuccessful, she decisively retreated and launched another assault.

Nanmen Yun'er's two Soul Rings lit up one after another, unleashing her Jadeite Blade and Jadeite Slash, two offensive soul skills, launching a series of attacks at Yu Daoyun.

Ning Tian, standing nearby, wasn't idle either. Holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, she shouted, "Seven Treasures Manifest, One: Speed, Three: Strength."

The two enhancement soul skills landed on Nanmen Yun'er and Wu Feng respectively.

The former received a 30% speed boost, while the latter received a 30% strength enhancement. Although the strength boost wasn't very useful for Wu Feng, it was better than nothing.

Without a word, Wu Feng's Soul Rings lit up in sequence.

"First Soul Skill, Dragon's Fire."

Whoosh--!

The moment his Red Dragon Martial Soul possessed him, Wu Feng spewed dragon flames at Yu Daoyun, dodging the opponent's attacks while also trying to pummel the instructor with his fists.

Yu Daoyun parried the attacks with his spear, disrupting the opponent's rhythm, and said, "All of you, remember this: no turn-based combat. Don't wait for your teammates to finish casting their soul skills before you cast yours. Combat is about surprise; make them think you'll fight turn-based, but then act unpredictably."

"Wu Feng should continuously cast two soul skills, locking onto the opponent's weakest soul master for a precise strike."

"Nanmen Yun'er's Martial Soul is incredibly fast and also possesses attack capabilities. It's the most outstanding speed-type Martial Soul, with very strong killing power. Never underestimate yourself."

"Speed-type is a system forgotten by soul masters. In reality, the weakness of this system is its fragility. Once locked onto by a power-type, trouble ensues. But if your speed is fast enough, even power-types will fear you."

"Others think you're just scratching; what if you scratch fast and painfully? That's absolute dominance."

"Lastly, Ning Tian, there's nothing much to say. Continue with your medicinal baths to strengthen your physique and avoid being instantly killed by an opponent's soul skill combo if they get close."

Through this set of advice and combat, Wu Feng, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian benefited greatly.

So, combat didn't have to be turn-based; acting unpredictably was best.

Nanmen Yun'er was even more astonished by her senior's words.

Speed-types weren't just about scratching; they could scratch quickly and painfully, possessing formidable attack power.

Wasn't this the path of a soul master she had been searching for?

After hundreds of rounds, Ning Tian and the other two had all been beaten, with bruises on their faces and bodies to varying degrees, unable to even put up a fight.

But after the special training, they had all benefited immensely.

Starting from the second day, the training effects showed significant improvement. Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er's coordination became more skilled, and they no longer adhered to conventional turn-based combat, gradually gaining considerable combat experience from Yu Daoyun.

So, speed-types could scratch, but they could scratch faster and more painfully.

The three of them benefited greatly from this.

Afterward, it was time for medicinal baths and cultivation to increase their Soul Power.

After the training session that day, Yu Daoyun took a large gulp of juice and said, "Very good. In a few more days, we can start a new round of training. You all need to persevere and not embarrass me. I want to slap that old woman's face hard."

"The championship of the New Student Assessment can only belong to our Class Nine, understand?"

Wu Feng immediately stood up and shouted, "We will definitely complete the mission!"

Ning Tian and Nanmen Yun'er also expressed their commitment.

Just then, students from Class Five happened to pass by. The blonde-haired man at the forefront glanced casually at Wu Feng, a mocking smile immediately appearing on his face.

The cat-eared girl beside him also let out a snort.

Class Nine, a "wild chicken" new class, wanted to win the championship? Even with Inner Court students training them, the gap in Soul Power levels was insurmountable.

A Soul Grand Master with two rings wanting to win the championship, they were truly insane.

These two were precisely the strongest combination in the freshman year, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu, their Martial Souls being the Evil-Eyed White Tiger and the Hell Spirit Cat respectively.

Wu Feng frowned and said unhappily, "What, looking down on us?"

Dai Huabin sneered, "No, after all, one must have dreams. What if they come true? Am I right, Soul Grand Master?"

"You've gone too far!!"

Wu Feng's temper flared instantly. Hearing the implication in his words, he cursed at Dai Huabin.

Even Ning Tian, standing beside him, couldn't stand it and stepped forward to angrily reprimand Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin remained unrepentant, leading Zhu Lu in mocking Ning Tian's team for their overestimation of their abilities and vowing to crush them in the New Student Assessment.

Just then, Yu Daoyun grabbed Dai Huabin by the collar and said coldly, "If you have nothing to do, go train. Why are you wandering around like a street bum all day?"

Dai Huabin's face suddenly sank, and he tried to break free.

However, Yu Daoyun's hand was like stone, and once caught, it couldn't be shaken off.

Dai Huabin angrily said, "What do you mean? Are you trying to beat a student? Don't forget you're an instructor now. I just made a few sarcastic remarks and you want to hit me. I'm going to tell the dean."

The Second Young Master White Tiger, who had always lived a life of pampered luxury at home, had never been bullied like this and was directly enraged.

Yu Daoyun chuckled, "What good will it do if you tell the dean? Even if Heavenly King Laozi himself came, you'd still get beaten. Let alone you, Dai Huabin, even your brother would get the same treatment from me today."

Saying that, he raised his fist and punched Dai Huabin, leaving the latter stunned.

Dai Huabin froze, his soul power erupting in an instant.

However, he was still held tightly, unable to break free at all.

A Soul Elder of over level thirty was like a small child in front of Yu Daoyun.

Zhu Lu quickly said, "Senior, Huabin just has a foul mouth. Don't take it to heart with him. Please let him go."

"Zhu Lu, don't beg him. I'm going to report him to the Martial Soul Department," Dai Huabin still spoke tough.

Yu Daoyun chuckled and directly threw him into the garden, saying, "Go report to Dean Yan. See what the dean says. Whoever doesn't report is a son."

"If I don't report you, then I'm your son!!" Dai Huabin spat out a harsh threat and stormed towards the Martial Soul Department office.

Zhu Lu immediately followed, afraid Dai Huabin would make a mistake.

Talking back to an Inner Court student was a very serious matter.

On the spot, Ning Tian and the others exchanged glances, extremely worried that the instructor would be punished.

Ning Tian said, "Instructor, Dai Huabin is from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. Perhaps we should let it go to avoid trouble. His brother is also an Inner Court student."

Wu Feng raised his chin and said, "Sister Tian, you're too kind. What is the White Tiger Duke's Mansion? The academy won't just listen to his one-sided story."

Ning Tian sighed, not wanting to speak anymore.

Wu Feng was good in every way, except he lacked brains.

At this moment, Yu Daoyun simply replied, "Don't worry about me. Dai Huabin's brother wouldn't dare to utter a single word if he stood before me. The White Tiger Duke's Mansion is nothing to fear."

"After dinner, we'll continue training and prepare for the New Student Assessment!"

Ning Tian and the others responded in unison, "Yes!"