Deep Meditation: Turning Up the Pressure on Ye Wuqing and the Others (Please Vote and Follow)

The process was extremely difficult. Ye Que even lost track of how much time had passed.

In a state of Deep Meditation, Soul Masters had no sense of time.

Before long, Ye Que gradually settled into the state.

After several attempts, Yu Mengdi was left in so much pain from the backlash of her Soul Power that she felt as if her blood were surging to her head.

Yu Mengdi glanced at Ye Que, who had entered Deep Meditation, and said, "He got into the state so quickly. What a monster."

Guangyu Douluo smiled. "The young master's comprehension is exceptional."

Yu Mengdi puffed out her cheeks and said with a hint of grievance, "Senior Guangyu, are you saying my comprehension is no good? I'm obviously clever too. Before the young master arrived, you praised me for being clever every day. Why do you seem like a different person now?"

Guangyu Douluo was at a loss for words. After thinking it over, he said, "Your comprehension is... passable."

He didn't call her out directly, sparing Xiao Meng's pride.

When it came to meditation, Ye Que could enter Deep Meditation with ease, while no one else could—not even Yu Mengdi.

So naturally, the praise went to the young master.

Xiao Meng's talent was decent, but she was a little older and had started cultivating somewhat late. Her Martial Soul didn't have that high a ceiling.

Yu Mengdi gave a soft huff, pouted her cherry-red lips, and turned to leave the training field.

She'd taken a hit to her confidence and was just a little unhappy.

But when the person in question was the young master, she felt much better about it.

Guangyu Douluo chuckled and promptly left the training field as well. He ordered everyone to stay away from Ye Que, then planned to contact the powerhouses of the Offering Lineage and send someone stronger to protect the young master.

He always had a sense of impending danger. It was best to take precautions early.

Half a month later, Ye Que emerged from Deep Meditation, golden light suddenly bursting from his eyes.

He had finally grasped the key: complete control over his Soul Power.

He decided to give it a try.

Ye Que opened his palm, and the Angel Six Wings possessed him in an instant. As he continually reversed the flow of the Soul Power in his hand, it gradually grew wild, transforming into a dense force of wind.

Now! Activate the Angel Six Wings.

The moment the berserk wind surged forth, the Angel Six Wings beat fiercely. Ye Que vanished from where he stood like a streak of light, zipping around Zhengtian Academy.

He was thrilled.

It hadn't produced quite the effect he'd imagined, but with day after day of practice, Ye Que believed he could eventually reach the speed of Ultimate Wind and Thunder. Then, achieving Ten Thousand Feet in One Line would be no problem.

Lost in thought, Ye Que didn't manage to change course in time and plowed straight into a tree.

With a crash, the tree exploded.

It was his first time flying so fast, so it was normal that he couldn't control it.

Next, Ye Que began trying again and again, crashing into trees, walls, and even the classroom buildings.

Through all those collisions, Ye Que gradually grasped the true nature of speed.

Ye Que immediately called Yu Mengdi over to practice with him, personally teaching her, hand over hand, as the young master.

With Evil Soul Masters running rampant across the continent, Angel Soul Masters had to band together. Ye Que wouldn't hold back when it came to teaching.

"Young master, I..."

Yu Mengdi was reluctant at first, but after several rounds of hand-over-hand instruction, she gradually mastered the rhythm of Soul Power flowing in and out, and her flying speed began to increase.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

After a day of flying, the two of them had both figured out the rhythm of Ten Thousand Feet in One Line.

In a word: exhilarating!

High in the sky, a smile bloomed across Yu Mengdi's pretty face as she called out, "Young master, can we really comprehend Ten Thousand Feet in One Line this way?"

"Once your body can withstand the force of wind and thunder after it's reversed, it should work. Hmm... why do you ask?" Ye Que replied, then asked in surprise.

Yu Mengdi lowered her head, her pretty face flushed as she murmured, "In broad daylight..."

Only then did Ye Que realize their pose was a little off.

He was holding Yu Mengdi's hand, their fingers tightly interlaced. They looked just like a young couple.

Their commotion had drawn quite a few students at Zhengtian Academy, all craning their necks to look up. The Angel beauty's face was growing redder by the second.

Ye Que silently let go of her hand.

He really wasn't after her body. He was only teaching her hand over hand.

Ye Que mentally stamped himself as a gentleman.

Then the two of them slowly landed and returned to the training field.

"The young master really is outstanding!"

Guangyu Douluo appeared outside the training field, with Ye Wuqing and the others following behind him.

He hadn't expected the young master to learn how to use the battle technique so quickly. It was a delightful surprise.

The young master truly did have the makings of an Angel God!

"Senior Guangyu."

Ye Que cupped his hands in greeting, his tone calm.

Guangyu nodded with satisfaction. "The young master's progress has exceeded my expectations. I've found you some interesting opponents to put your combat skills to the test."

As he spoke, he pointed to Ye Wuqing and the others, smiling. "This will put you little brats to the test too. Otherwise, your Zhengtian Academy will never win the championship of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament, even in a thousand years."

"The old man is only doing this for your own good."

Ye Que raised an eyebrow, guessing Guangyu Douluo's intention.

So, combat training.

Sigh... With no Evil Soul Masters on the move and not even a whisper of news, all he could do was spar with Ye Wuqing and the others.

Ye Wuqing and the other students looked unhappy too.

Honestly, they really didn't want to spar with a Soul Master like Ye Que. It was just asking for misery.

Ye Wuqing sighed. "Senior Guangyu, we understand. Are we fighting one-on-one, or is this a free-for-all?"

Ye Que also looked at him curiously.

Guangyu Douluo said calmly, "Let's eat first. You'll find out after the young master has breakfast."

He kept them in suspense instead of explaining outright.

Ye Que didn't ask any further. He promptly left the training field and headed to the dining hall.

Food was the first necessity of the people. Skip a meal, and you'd go hungry.

Seeing him leave, Yu Mengdi followed right behind the young master to get something to eat.

She was hungry too.

Ye Wuqing sighed, Golden Leaf appearing in his palm. "Born at the wrong time. He's really putting me through the wringer."

Before long, Ye Que and Yu Mengdi returned.

Ye Wuqing and the others had been waiting for quite some time.

Standing in the training field, Guangyu Douluo cleared his throat. "No kind of training beats actual combat. Combat training can improve your reactions and build up your battle experience."

"So, I've drawn up a plan for you."

"Ye Wuqing, Shangguan Can, Tang Xiaolei, and Xiao Meng, you'll form one group. The young master will be on his own. You must all give it everything you've got. Whoever loses will stay behind and keep training—over and over, until they've had enough."

The four of them had different thoughts as soon as they heard that.

Ye Wuqing propped his chin on his hand, grinning from ear to ear. Happiness had come too suddenly, and he wasn't prepared for it.

Four against one—the advantage was theirs.

Yu Mengdi had forty-eight levels of Soul Power and a Two-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Her combat ability was extremely strong.

Shangguan Can had only recently advanced to the four-ring level, but he was a control-type Soul Master.

Tang Xiaolei was a level-forty-eight Power Attack System Soul Master, with formidable combat strength.

As for himself, he was a level-fifty-five Power Attack System Battle Soul King, with a top-tier plant-type Martial Soul, peerless strength, and plenty of battle experience.

With all of them together, surely they couldn't lose.

So this was what putting pressure on each other meant.