A shocking succession of assessments

Next up is Cui Yajie.

She chose the Thousand-Year Wind Blade Demon Wolf.

Gong Changlong glanced at the data and reminded him, "This Soul Beast is fast, and its long-range wind blade attacks have a wide coverage area. Be careful."

Cui Yajie smiled, her long pink hair swaying gently behind her head.

"Understood, thank you, referee."

The gate opens.

The Thousand-Year Wind Blade Demon Wolf was a size larger than the Rock-Armored Porcupine, its muscles bulging beneath its gray fur, and its pair of green beastly eyes locked onto Cui Yajie.

The wolf didn't charge directly; instead, it opened its mouth and spat out three wind blades, slicing towards them in a fan shape.

Cui Yajie's pupils turned slightly purple.

The Purple Demon Eye is activated.

The flight paths, speeds, and landing points of the three wind blades were clearly visible to her.

With Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track activated, Cui Yajie's figure slipped through the gaps between the three wind blades without making a single unnecessary movement.

The demon wolf paused for a moment.

In that brief moment, Cui Yajie's first Soul Ring lit up.

"The First Soul Skill, Charm."

A soft purple light shone in her pupils, spreading towards the demon wolf.

The mental strength of the Thousand-Year Wind Blade Demon Wolf is far stronger than that of Hundred-Year Soul Beast, so the Charm effect on it will not last long.

But it won't be long for Cui Yajie either.

Half a second is enough.

The wolf froze for a second.

Cui Yajie flicked her right hand, activating her second Soul Skill, Fox Tail Needle.

Several needle-like strands of Soul Power, as thin as cow's hair, shot out, not striking the demon wolf's body, but specifically targeting its two eyes.

Two Fox Tail Needle pierced the edge of the wolf's left eye. They didn't blind it, but the pain made the wolf instinctively shake its head and close its eyes.

Its attack rhythm was completely disrupted.

For the next five minutes, Cui Yajie moved around the demon wolf like a real fox.

The wolf chased her, but she used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to create distance.

The demon wolf unleashed wind blades, which she predicted and dodged using her Purple Demon Eye.

She would cast Charm whenever it was off cooldown, even if it only delayed the wolf for half a second, and then use the opportunity to follow up with a few Fox Tail Needle.

From beginning to end, Cui Yajie never directly confronted the demon wolf.

Cui Yajie doesn't need to confront them head-on.

She's waging a war of attrition, a psychological war.

Five minutes later, the wolf's eyes were surrounded by Fox Tail Needle, severely obstructing its vision, and its attack frequency dropped to one-third of its initial level.

Cui Yajie stood five meters away, breathing steadily, her clothes without a single wrinkle.

Gong Changlong blew his whistle again.

Hold up the scoreboard.

Another 120 points.

The sidelines erupted in chaos.

Two 120s? Two students in one class got 120s!

"And they're all level 30 fighting against millennia-old monsters!"

"What kind of class is this? A den of monsters?"

On the viewing platform, Yan Shaozhe finally sat up straight.

When he watched Xiao Xiao's performance, he was only pleasantly surprised. It was reasonable for a genius with Twin Martial Souls to display such a high level of skill after special training.

But Cui Yajie scored a high score of 120, which is not just a matter of talent.

Nine-Tailed Fox Martial Soul, Spiritual Type.

This type of Martial Soul is naturally at a disadvantage in battles of the same level because its attack power is insufficient and its defense is weak.

However, the effect Cui Yajie produced was completely unlike that of a level 30 spirit-type Soul Master.

The predictive power of the Purple Demon Eye, the movement of the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, the rhythmic coordination of Charm and Fox Tail Needle...

This playing style was taught to me by someone.

Yan Shaozhe's gaze fell on the blond boy in the audience.

Cai Mei'er noticed it too. She put down her teacup, leaned close to Yan Shaozhe's ear, and whispered something.

"When these two girls enrolled a year ago, their application materials were quite ordinary. But look at them now? They can both pass the Millennium Examination with high scores on their own."

Cai Mei'er's meaning was very clear: this wasn't a sudden burst of talent, but rather someone had put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.

And this person can only be Dai Huabin.

Yan Shaozhe didn't reply, but tapped his fingers twice on the teacup.

Xian Lin'er sat on the other side, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of hair.

Her focus is different from Cai Mei'er's.

Cui Yajie was originally a spirit-type Soul Master, and she had also learned the Tang Sect's Purple Demon Eye, which means her mental strength is now quite good. And the Soul Guidance Department needs spirit-type Soul Master like her.

Xian Lin'er suddenly had an idea: was winning over Cui Yajie the same as winning over Dai Huabin?

Cui Yajie returned to the queue, Xiao Xiao was the first to rush up and hug her.

"Yajie, you also got 120 points!"

Cui Yajie felt dizzy from being shaken and pushed her away.

"Stop shaking! Stop shaking! My hair is all messed up!"

Wang Dong'er stood to the side, her expression complex.

She was happy for Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie, but at the same time, she felt a tightness in her chest.

These two were about the same age as her when they first enrolled, but now they're both much better than the other.

The reason they became stronger all points to the same person.

Wang Dong'er glanced at Dai Huabin subconsciously.

The guy was talking to Zhu Lu, a relaxed smile on his face.

Dai Huabin was indeed smiling.

Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie's performance was as he had expected.

The special training plan he devised for the two before the holiday has now become even more effective in combat after their Soul Power has increased.

The difference in Soul Power Level can be made up with rare and precious materials, but Battle Intent and on-the-spot adaptability must be honed through practice.

Of course, Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie also worked very hard, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to learn Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Purple Demon Eye. Cui Yajie, in particular, not only had to learn Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, but also had to cultivate Purple Demon Eye.

However, it seems to be working well.

Dai Huabin turned his head and glanced at the assessment list.

He knew the name of the next person to play.

Mu Jin flipped through the roster and read out the next name.

"Wang Dong'er."

Wang Dong'er took a deep breath and stepped out of the queue.

Her long, light blue hair shimmered softly in the sunlight.

She was wearing a white school uniform, had a slender figure, and walked out with her back very straight.

Gong Changlong glanced at the data card.

"Level 34 Soul Master Wang Dong'er, with the Goddess of Light Butterfly Martial Soul. Which region should she choose?"

Wang Dong'er did not hesitate.

"Millennium."

Gong Changlong nodded and opened the gate directly.

A Blazing Demon Lion, over three meters long, burst out of the secret passage. The moment its four paws touched the ground, pale red flames emerged from under its fur, covering its entire body.

With each step the lion took, a string of charred marks appeared on the ground.

The Blazing Demon Lion flicked its mane, let out a low growl, and the hot breath escaping from its mouth distorted the air.

The Thousand-Year-Old Blazing Demon Lion.

With its fire attribute, it excels in both melee and ranged combat, boasting a balanced offense and defense, making it even more troublesome than the Soul Beast Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie drew.

Gong Changlong glanced at Wang Dong'er, then at the Blazing Demon Lion in the arena, and without saying anything, retreated to a safe distance.

Wang Dong'er stood in the center of the field, her long, light blue hair blowing backward in the heat.

She didn't release her Martial Soul immediately, but stared at the demonic lion for a few seconds.

The Blazing Demon Lion didn't give her much time to observe.

The lion opened its mouth wide, a flash of red light appeared deep in its throat, and a thick, pillar-shaped flame shot straight towards Wang Dong'er's face.

Even before the flames reached me, the burning sensation made my skin feel tight.

Wang Dong'er turned her footsteps.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

She shifted half a step to the left, a small movement, but precisely avoiding the area covered by the flames.

A column of flame grazed past her right shoulder, scorching a patch of ground behind her.

At the same time, the wings of the Light Goddess Butterfly behind her fully unfolded.

A dazzling blue butterfly's wings unfurled in the sunlight, golden patterns swirling on their surface, lifting her entirely off the ground.

The first Soul Ring flashed.

"First Soul Skill, Wing Blade Guillotine!"

The leading edge of the butterfly's wings instantly turned azure blue, with golden light patterns spreading outwards and condensing into a three-inch-wide golden edge at the wing edge, sharp enough to emit a buzzing sound.

Instead of attacking from the front, Wang Dong'er used the momentum of her sidestep to circle around to the left front of the demon lion. Her butterfly wings swept out with golden guillotines, not aiming for the head or the spine, but specifically targeting the knee joint of the demon lion's left foreleg.

"Aww!"

The golden guillotine struck the weak spot on the side of the joint, causing the demonic lion's left foreleg to buckle, its massive body lurching to the left and forward, and the flames it was spewing ceased.

Standing in the queue, Xiao Xiao clenched her fists and whispered a call.

"Pretty!"

Cui Yajie nodded slightly.

The choice of location for this strike was very clever. It avoided directly colliding with the lion's thickest fur and muscles, instead targeting the joints to create maximum disruption with minimal force.

Dai Huabin stood in the line, arms crossed, watching Wang Dong'er on the field.

He was making plans in his mind.

Although Wang Dong'er hadn't practiced Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track for as long as Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie, she possessed the Goddess of Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul, whose wings granted her flight ability. Combined with the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track footwork, her mobility far surpassed that of Soul Master engaged in ground combat.

As long as she doesn't do anything foolish and confront the Demon Lion head-on, this assessment shouldn't be a problem.

The Blazing Demon Lion was thoroughly enraged by this attack.

It shook off its staggering front legs, roared, and pounced forward with its entire lion body, its right forepaw wreathed in flames as it slammed down.

Before the wind arrived, the heatwave swept over first.

Wang Dong'er did not choose to dodge on the ground.

With a flap of its wings, the butterfly soared into the air, reaching a height of five meters. The demonic lion's claws missed their target, smashing into the ground and creating a sparking crater.

Wang Dong'er hovered in the air, her Second Soul Ring flashing.

"Second Soul Skill, Butterfly Goddess Light!"

Dozens of small orbs of light simultaneously shot out from the golden patterns on the butterfly's wings, densely packed together.

But she didn't blast it at the lion's body.

The orbs of light converged into a beam and struck the lion's open throat with pinpoint accuracy.

The Blazing Demon Lion was raising its head to breathe fire into the air, its fire-elemental Soul Power already surging within its throat. Just then, the ball of light from the Butterfly Goddess Light exploded.

The orange-red light power poured into the demonic lion's throat, colliding head-on with its fire-type Soul Power.

The demonic lion let out a painful roar, and the crimson light in its throat flickered rapidly a few times before dimming.

The second mouthful of flame got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out.

What is the greatest advantage of the Light Goddess Butterfly?

Flight ability and Light attribute.

What is the greatest threat posed by the Blazing Demon Lion? Its long-range flamethrower.

If you disable the Demon Lion's fire-breathing ability, all that's left is a big cat that can't fly.

Wang Dong'er is in heaven.

The big cat couldn't catch the butterfly in the sky.

Having lost its ranged attack capabilities, the Blazing Demon Lion was completely on the defensive.

It ran around the field like a madman, trying to jump up and reach Wang Dong'er in the air.

But no matter how ferocious the Thousand-Year Demon Lion was, its jumping height was only a little over three meters, while Wang Dong'er always kept herself at a height of four to five meters.

The demonic lion leaped once, but missed every time.

Wang Dong'er wasn't in a hurry. She used her butterfly wings to flexibly adjust her position, always maintaining a vertical distance of about three meters from the demon lion.

Every now and then, the first Soul Ring would light up again, and the Wing Blade Guillotine would slash down.

She chose a very tricky spot.

The first cut was to the lion's hind leg, knee.

The second cut was made on the side of the lion's abdomen.

The third cut was to the front leg joint.

Each strike wasn't fatal, but each one hit the very spot the Lion Demon relied on most.

After three strikes, the demon lion's movement speed visibly slowed down.

The demonic lion tried breathing fire again, but only a thick plume of smoke came out of its throat; the flames couldn't even take shape.

The luminous power of the Butterfly Goddess Light still lingered in its throat, hindering the smooth circulation of its fire-type Soul Power.

As the demonic lion missed its target once more, it crashed heavily to the ground, blood seeping from the wound on its front leg.

Its breathing had become much more rapid, and after its fire-type Soul Power was suppressed, the flames on its body had dimmed considerably.

Wang Dong'er judged that the time had come.

The Third Soul Ring lit up. It was purple.

"Butterfly Goddess Slash!"

One hundred and eight slashes of light simultaneously materialized within a five-meter radius.

Golden-white light blades spread out densely, forming a three-dimensional cutting net that enveloped the exhausted Blazing Demon Lion.

The demon lion instinctively wanted to rush out.

Wang Dong'er had expected this.

With a flick of its wings, the butterfly blocked the path of the charging demonic lion, its Wing Blade Guillotine held horizontally in front of it. The demonic lion hesitated for a moment, but that moment was enough.

The 108 slashes of light began to converge.

Blades of light slashed down on the demonic lion one after another.

The light attribute completely suppressed the remaining fire-type Soul Power, and each strike dimmed the flames on the demonic lion's body.

The demonic lion roared and struggled, trying to stand on its four legs, but the relentless slashing made its body tremble.

The next moment, its massive body collapsed to the ground, covered in crisscrossing wounds. Heavy breaths of hot air escaped from its mouth and nose. Its limbs twitched a few times before it could no longer stand up.

Wang Dong'er retracted her butterfly wings, landed on the ground, and raised her hand towards the viewing platform.

Gong Changlong quickly stepped forward to confirm.

The demonic lion had lost its ability to resist.

The assessment is over.

The venue was quiet for two or three seconds, then erupted into a roar even louder than the previous two.

Gong Changlong took the score sheet and walked back to the viewing platform. The three judges exchanged opinions, and the scores were quickly announced.

"Wang Dong'er, Thousand-Year Blazing Demon Lion, your solo assessment is over!" Gong Changlong glanced at the sign in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

Total score: 145 points.

Xiao Xiao blurted it out.

One hundred and forty-five!

Cui Yajie couldn't help but raise her eyebrows high.

The surrounding trainees were all dumbfounded.

"The previous two scores of 120 were already outrageous enough, but this one is a whopping 145?"

"The Thousand-Year Blazing Demon Lion, that's a tough opponent among fire-type monsters, good at both offense and defense!"

"She's only level 34! Level 34, one-on-one against the Thousand-Year Blazing Demon Lion, and only gets 145 points?"

"What the hell kind of class is this?"

When Dai Huabin heard the score, his heart skipped a beat.

One hundred and forty-five points, higher than he had estimated.

He estimated that Wang Dong'er would get between 120 and 130, but he didn't expect her to get 145.

Wang Dong'er walked back to the queue.

Her expression was calm, but her clenched fist trembled slightly, along with a hint of excitement.

Xiao Xiao rushed forward to hug her.

"Dong'er, you're amazing! 145 points!"

Wang Dong'er laughed and said, "Alright, Xiao Xiao, I'm Soul Elder, of course I'm powerful!"

Cui Yajie walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Your fighting skills have improved a lot! Did you work hard during the holidays?"

Wang Dong'er replied:

"I just practiced randomly during the holidays."

That statement sounded unnatural. Cui Yajie glanced at her but didn't call her out on it.

In fact, Cui Yajie could guess. Wang Dong'er trained like crazy during the holidays, with only one goal: to catch up with her class monitor.

As she walked back to the queue, her gaze unconsciously swept over Dai Huabin.

Dai Huabin happened to be looking at her too.

He gave her a thumbs up.

This is just one simple action, as simple as it gets.

Wang Dong'er's face flushed slightly, and she quickly turned her head back, raising her chin high.

On the viewing platform, Xuan Zi finally put down the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand.

He stared at the line of people standing below the field for a long time before turning to look at Yan Shaozhe.

"What were the scores of the three students in your Second-Year Class One? 120, 120, and 145?"

Yan Shaozhe nodded, his expression a little complicated. He was genuinely happy, but also somewhat bewildered.

Cai Mei'er held a teacup,

"It's not over yet, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu haven't come on stage."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shaozhe paused, his hand holding the teacup still.

Xian Lin'er also came to her senses, and stopped curling her hair.

That's right, Dai Huabin, the core of these people, hasn't even made a move yet. Not only that, there's also Xue Qingyao, who's level 65.

Xuan Zi picked up the chicken leg again, took a bite, and chewed it twice.

"This assessment is getting interesting."