Two Moves to Instantly Defeat a Thousand-Year Soul Beast, Dai Huabin Takes the Stage!
At the same time, a gasp erupted from the sidelines, all from the students of Class One.
"Zhu Lu's Martial Soul is different now, it seems to have evolved, this is too incredible!"
"Yes! What kind of magic does Dai Huabin possess that can make everyone around him stronger? It's unbelievable."
The Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, were equally shocked by the Martial Soul Evolution; it was truly enviable.
Wu Feng suddenly thought of Ning Tian, and her heart was filled with shock. If Dai Huabin had a way to evolve Martial Soul, could the young master's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda regain the glory of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?
But the price...
Wu Feng could tell that the women around Dai Huabin all had some kind of ambiguous relationship with him. If he could really help the young master evolve his Martial Soul, wouldn't the young master become Dai Huabin's woman?
No!
No!
Young Master is mine!
But that's the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda...
On the viewing platform, Yan Shaozhe's hand froze in mid-air.
He was about to pick up his teacup when he froze.
Cai Mei'er put down the pastry in her hand.
Xian Lin'er stopped curling her hair.
Qian Duoduo was dozing off when the chill startled her awake, causing her to shiver and open her eyes abruptly.
Xuan Zi had only bitten half of the chicken leg in his mouth, but hadn't swallowed it.
The five people reacted in unison, all staring at the black-haired girl in the audience.
Yan Shaozhe spoke first, his voice low. "Isn't Zhu Lu's Martial Soul the Hell Spirit Cat?"
Cai Mei'er shook her head. "This Martial Soul still carries the aura of the Hell Spirit Cat, but it seems to have evolved. You sensed it, didn't you? Ultimate Ice. This is definitely Ultimate Ice."
"How is that possible?" Xian Lin'er frowned. "The Hell Spirit Cat is a dark attribute Martial Soul, how could it evolve the Ultimate Ice characteristic? Unless..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone's gaze had already turned to Dai Huabin in the audience.
Then it moved to Bing Hanyue and Xue Qingyao next to him.
The answer is self-evident.
The changes in Zhu Lu's martial spirit must be related to these two people.
Xue Qingyao, a level 65 Ultimate Ice Soul Emperor, Bing Hanyue, an "auditor" who hides Titled Douluo- level cultivation.
The key figure who brought all these people together was Dai Huabin.
Xuan Zi finally swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth, tore off a new piece, and while chewing, blurted out, "And her fourth ring, Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. A second-year student, already a level forty or higher Four-Ring Soul Ancestor."
Yan Shaozhe did not respond.
He was calculating rapidly in his mind.
When Zhu Lu enrolled, she was only in her early twenties with the Nether Civet Martial Soul. Her talent was decent, but not top-tier. After a holiday, her Martial Soul Evolution, her Soul Power broke through level forty, and she even obtained Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
A holiday.
What exactly did Dai Huabin experience during his holiday?
Off the field, Wang Dong'er was completely dumbfounded.
She turned to look at Dai Huabin, her voice trembling. "Class monitor, how did Lulu's Martial Soul change? And she even has a ten-thousand-year fourth ring?"
Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie were also shocked. They looked at each other and saw the same bewilderment on each other's faces.
Dai Huabin leaned against the railing, his expression excessively relaxed.
"This is the surprise I was talking about."
Wang Dong'er swallowed hard. "Lulu's already so amazing... what about you? Aren't you even more amazing?"
Dai Huabin tilted his head slightly. "Of course. You'll see in a bit."
As Dai Huabin said this, he was filled with pride; this was the power of the Blood Pact.
Wang Dong'er stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.
This person is always like this.
He might say the most arrogant things, but you just have to believe he's telling the truth. And he never disappoints.
Ice Empress muttered under their breath, "Here we go again. Every time he speaks, these humans make that face."
Snow Empress ignored Ice Empress; she could tell that Dai Huabin was using this method to improve his status in the academy.
Inside the arena, Zhu Lu had no intention of waiting any longer.
The Ice Thorn Python launched the first attack, its massive body suddenly springing forward, its ice thorns standing upright, enveloped in a layer of icy blue light, sweeping towards Zhu Lu.
It's very fast.
The size and explosive power of the Thousand-Year Ice Thorn Python are far superior to those of Hundred-Year Soul Beast. When its tail lashed out, it brought with it a chilling gust of wind.
Zhu Lu's first Soul Ring lit up.
"First Soul Skill, Hell Stab."
She suddenly lunged forward, leaving a trail of afterimages in an instant.
The Ice Thorn Python's tail swept past her head, missing her by less than half a foot.
Zhu Lu had already pressed herself against the side of the python's body.
With his right hand's five fingers together, the claw blade extended, coated with a dense layer of icy Soul Power, and directly pierced into the gap between the Ice Thorn Python's scales.
The Ice Thorn Python let out a sharp hiss.
Its ice thorns are a natural counter-damage armor for ordinary Soul Master, but Zhu Lu's body is filled with the Ultimate Ice.
Absolute suppression of those of the same attribute.
The Ice Thorn Python's prized ice-attribute defense is as flimsy as paper in the face of Ultimate Ice.
Zhu Lu's claws pierced the python's back, and icy Soul Power flowed into the wound.
A layer of white frost rapidly spread across the scales of the Ice Thorn Python, spreading at an absurdly fast speed, covering almost half of the python's body in just two seconds.
The Ice Thorn Python struggled desperately, its body thrashing wildly.
Zhu Lu pulled back and landed steadily.
Gong Changlong had already raised his whistle to blow it, but he stopped because Zhu Lu's fourth Soul Ring lit up—it was Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill!
"Fourth Soul Skill, Ice Shadow Instant Kill."
Zhu Lu's figure instantly transformed into several icy afterimages, each carrying a bone-chilling cold, pouncing from different angles towards the Ice Thorn Python, which was already frozen and moving slowly.
The afterimage exploded the moment it touched the python's body, releasing an even more intense icy slowing effect. The Ice Thorn Python's struggles visibly diminished.
Then, the real Zhu Lu appeared directly above the Ice Thorn Python.
With his right claw blade raised high, the tearing Soul Power of ice attribute was concentrated to the extreme, and with a single slash, it struck the python's head squarely.
The Ice Thorn Python's massive body stiffened abruptly, then slowly collapsed to the ground, its entire body covered in a thick layer of frost, its ice thorns frozen into transparent icicles.
It was still breathing, but it was completely unable to move.
From the first move to the last move.
Two moves.
The entire room fell silent for several seconds.
When Gong Changlong blew the whistle, his hands were shaking.
He turned to look at the judges' panel; the three mentors had already raised their scoreboards.
The moment the score was revealed, Gong Changlong's voice trembled slightly.
"Zhu Lu, the Thousand-Year Ice Thorn Python, has passed the individual assessment! Total score: 150 points."
Full marks.
The crowd erupted in chaos.
One hundred and fifty points! A perfect score!
"Two moves! She only used two moves!"
"Is this what Soul Ancestor expert is like? Truly terrifying!"
"If Zhu Lu is this strong, I can't even imagine how strong Dai Huabin must be!"
"Yeah! What kind of monster den is this class?!"
Xiao Xiao jumped up excitedly. "Lulu gets a perfect score! A perfect score!"
Cui Yajie took a deep breath and exclaimed sincerely, "I'm convinced."
Wang Dong'er stood there, her fists clenching and unclenching. Her score of 145 was already astonishing, but Zhu Lu gave her a perfect score.
The gap is still so large.
But she didn't remain discouraged for long, because she knew very well that Zhu Lu's Martial Soul Evolution and was now enhanced by Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, meaning the two of them were no longer on the same level.
The person she truly wanted to pursue hadn't even entered the fray yet, and now she had gained another formidable opponent.
However, Wang Dong'er's eyes showed no discouragement, but rather were full of fighting spirit!
Don't let the fighting stop!
Zhu Lu walked back to the queue, Dai Huabin extended his hand, and Zhu Lu smiled and gave him a high five.
"Huabin, two moves, I mean it." Zhu Lu raised her chin, a rare look of smugness on her face.
Dai Huabin ruffled her hair. "Lulu, well done."
On the viewing platform, Xuan Zi tossed the cleanly gnawing chicken leg bone aside and patted the oil off his hands.
"One hundred and twenty, one hundred and twenty, one hundred and forty-five, one hundred and fifty." She counted on her fingers, "Four people have finished the exam, and the lowest score is one hundred and twenty."
Yan Shaozhe's expression was beyond what could be described as merely happy.
He turned to look at Cai Mei'er, Cai Mei'er returned his gaze with a complicated expression.
"Dai Huabin and Xue Qingyao haven't played yet," Cai Mei'er reminded them softly.
Yan Shaozhe picked up his teacup and took a sip, only to find that the tea had gone cold.
Xian Lin'er finally let down the strand of hair that she had been curling, and leaned forward slightly.
"If Zhu Lu is this powerful, how strong must Dai Huabin be? Dai Huabin's talent is truly far superior to his brother Dai Yueheng's!"
Qian Duoduo finally woke up completely, rubbed her eyes, and muttered:
"Which region will he choose? If it's a thousand-year period, it'll probably be over in a single move, right?"
Several people fell silent for a moment.
Off the court, Gong Changlong turned to the next page of the roster.
His finger hovered over the name for a second, then he looked up and called out in the direction of the crowd.
"Next candidate, Dai Huabin!"