A Worried Father

Qian Renxue nodded calmly, "Okay, just don't cry then."

Xu Huanhuan leaned close to Qian Renxue's ear and whispered, "Gu Beichen's Blazing Fire Sword is quite powerful, and it has a burning effect. Getting hit by it will hurt a lot."

"However, he has a bad habit: he likes to shout out the name of his move before he makes it, and his initial movements are very large. If you pay attention to his right shoulder, you can predict his moves."

"Zhu Pang's Martial Soul is a Hundred Flavor Fruit that can be used to make restorative foods. It has almost no combat power of its own, but the fruits it makes can quickly restore Soul Power and physical strength."

"So if we're going to fight, we have to deal with Gu Beichen first, and we can't let Zhu Pang feed him the fruit."

"You're right, but I can prevent him from using any fruit."

Xu Huanhuan was taken aback, not expecting Qian Renxue to speak so arrogantly.

The first match began quickly.

The two teams facing off are Chu Xuan and a male agility-based attacker, against two other teams.

Chu Xuan's Martial Soul is a pair of Diamond Bracers, making her a defensive type of Battle Soul Master. Her partner is Gu Xiaoman.

The two fought on the Soul Fighting Platform for nearly five minutes. In the end, with the help of Gu Xiaoman, Chu Xuan forced the opponent's main attacker off the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform with a precise block and counterattack, securing the victory.

Zhao Wuji stood below the stage, arms crossed, watching expressionlessly.

He only nodded in approval when Chu Xuan completed that block and counterattack.

The second match was between two classmates who didn't know each other, and after eight minutes of fierce competition, a winner was decided.

"The third match."

"Lin Xue and Xu Huanhuan, face off against Gu Beichen and Zhu Pang, come to the stage."

Qian Renxue and Xu Huanhuan exchanged a glance and walked onto the Soul Fighting Platform together.

After Qian Renxue stopped, she turned to face the opposite side. Xu Huanhuan naturally took two steps back and stood about three meters behind her.

This is the standard formation with the Battle Soul Master in front and the support spirit master behind.

Gu Beichen strode onto the Soul Fighting Platform, a smile of eager anticipation on his face.

He stood about seven or eight meters away from Qian Renxue, stretched out his right hand, released the Blazing Fire Sword, and a Yellow Soul Ring rose from the soles of his feet.

Zhu Pang slowly stood up from the stone pier and slowly moved onto the Soul Fighting Platform.

He stood about five meters behind Gu Beichen, much further back than the standard position, probably to give himself enough room to escape.

He clasped his hands together in front of him, and a pale green light shone from his palms, within which a fruit the size of a fist appeared.

Zhao Wuji stood below the stage, his gaze lingering on Qian Renxue.

The young lady from the Spirit Hall, now disguised as an eighteenth-level Sword Martial Soul Master, sat in the high school classroom in front of him.

Zhao Wuji has been a teacher for many years and has seen countless geniuses.

Now, he just wanted to see just how capable this young lady from the Spirit Hall really was.

"Both sides prepare." Zhao Wuji raised his right hand.

Gu Beichen gripped the Blazing Fire Sword tightly, his knees slightly bent, his center of gravity lowered, and his eyes fixed on Qian Renxue.

Zhu Pang, standing behind him, held the green fruit in both hands, ready to toss it to Gu Beichen at any moment.

"Start!"

Gu Beichen rushed out the moment Zhao Wuji finished speaking.

The Blazing Fire Sword trailed beside him, its tip leaving a scorch mark on the ground.

His first move was very aggressive, with his right shoulder noticeably pulled back and the muscles in his entire arm tensed up.

Qian Renxue did not move.

She stood still, the Holy Sword hanging at her side, her gaze fixed calmly on Gu Beichen, who was charging towards her.

"Too slow."

"First Soul Skill, Blazing Fire Slash!"

Gu Beichen shouted and swung his Blazing Fire Sword upwards.

A crimson sword beam slashed towards Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue calmly took half a step to the left.

Not too much, not too little, just half a step.

The sword's edge grazed her right shoulder and struck the protective light shield.

Her expression remained unchanged; she didn't even blink.

"The opening is too large, and the starting gesture is not quick enough, which allows the opponent to prepare in advance."

Gu Beichen's weakness was exposed. Then, taking advantage of the momentum from the first sword strike, he spun half a circle, and the Blazing Fire Sword swept across, drawing an arc of red light that blocked the space for dodging to the left and right.

Qian Renxue leaned back, her upper body bending backward like a reed in the wind, and the tip of the Blazing Fire Sword grazed three inches in front of her.

Then her waist snapped back up as if it were springy, and she stood up straight again.

"Still too slow."

After two consecutive sword strikes missed their mark, Gu Beichen's red eyebrows furrowed in distress.

He gritted his teeth, gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and raised the Blazing Fire Sword high above his head, preparing to unleash the third strike.

The flames on the sword suddenly shot up, emitting a whooshing sound.

In that instant, Xu Huanhuan moved.

The Star Crown on her head lit up, Yellow Soul Ring at her feet suddenly shone brightly.

"First Soul Skill, Star Attraction Technique."

A beam of starlight shot from above her, instantly traversing several meters, and struck Gu Beichen beside her.

Gu Beichen froze, the Star Fall Technique having a control effect on enemies.

As if things weren't going to go wrong, just as he was rendered unable to move, Qian Renxue vanished.

She shot off like an arrow released from a bow, remaining silent until she made a stunning debut.

The incredible speed made Gu Beichen cry out, his legs going weak.

In less than a second, Qian Renxue's sword was pressed against his chest.

"You are dead."

After saying that, Qian Renxue twisted her wrist and slapped the back of his hand holding the sword.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

The Blazing Fire Sword flew out of Gu Beichen's hand, tumbled a few times in the air, and the flames on the sword quickly dimmed.

"I... I lost."

Gu Beichen's legs went weak, and he plopped down on the Soul Fighting Platform.

Qian Renxue just now was like a raging flood; she was only level 18, but it was as if she was fighting against a top expert.

Apart from Gu Beichen being terrified, Zhu Pang stood five meters away, holding the Recovery Fruit in his right hand.

He had intended to give Gu Beichen the fruit after he had recovered somewhat, but it seemed that it was already too late.

The entire battle lasted no more than five seconds.

The Soul Fighting Platform was completely silent.

Zhao Wuji stood below the stage, his arms crossed over his chest.

He saw it clearly: two dodges, one counterattack, and each movement was precise enough to just avoid the sword's edge.

Within two moves, one can discern the opponent's habits, and once the control skill is applied, strike directly at the opponent's weakest point.

Not a single step was superfluous, not a single moment was hesitant.

This fighting style isn't something you learn through practice; it's something you develop through fighting.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji asked himself, "Is she really six years old?"

Or was he born to the Pope, and was he just naturally gifted?

The sun is setting...

Qian Xunji stepped down from the carriage; he was dressed in ordinary casual clothes today.

If you don't look closely, you might mistake him for a student's parent, or at most think that he has a different kind of demeanor.

He stood beside the carriage, his gaze passing over the white stone archway at the entrance of the academy and looking into the depths of the campus.

Dugu Bo leaned against the other side of the carriage wheel, his arms crossed over his chest.

Qian Xunji spent the entire day at the Soul Guidance Research Institute today.

This morning I discussed the power ceiling of the new generation of Soul Guidance Cannon with some old guys at the Research Institute. This afternoon I personally debugged a Level 4 Soul Guidance Turret.

He often got distracted during work hours.

The reason is simple: today is Qian Renxue's first day of school.

Six years old, alone, among a group of children several years older than her.