Meng Hongchen Went All Out

Ling Luochen put the jade bottle into his storage ring and took half a step back.

"Then it's a deal."

Just then, footsteps came from the stairwell of the dormitory building.

Zhu Lu walked out of the stairwell, holding Dai Huabin's textbook in her hand.

Seeing Ling Luochen standing under the tree, Zhu Lu walked forward with a normal expression and handed the book to Dai Huabin.

"My senior is back."

Zhu Lu took the initiative to greet her.

Ling Luochen nodded in acknowledgment.

"Lulu."

Their eyes met for a second in mid-air before they looked away.

Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Cui Yajie also came downstairs together.

When Wang Dong'er saw Ling Luochen standing next to Dai Huabin, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she strode over.

"It's quite lively downstairs in the Outer Academy dormitory early in the morning."

Cui Yajie moved closer to Dai Huabin and took his other arm.

"Class monitor, we're going to be late! Let's hurry to the classroom."

Ling Luochen watched this scene, his lips twitching slightly as he recalled what Ma Xiaotao had said last night.

The advances from these female students from the Outer Academy were indeed very direct.

"You guys go to class, I'll go back to the Inner Academy to hand over my tasks."

Ling Luochen didn't linger and turned to walk towards the Sea God Lake pier.

Dai Huabin watched her leave, and then was surrounded by several girls as they walked toward the teaching building.

In the classroom of Class One.

Meng Hongchen sat by the window, her fingers tapping lightly on the desk to a rhythm.

Yesterday, Dai Huabin instructed her on how to circulate the Soul Power of Vermilion Clear Ice Toad, and she spent half the night trying it out in her dormitory last night.

The speed at which Soul Skill can be released is indeed more than 30% faster than before.

This made her even more curious about Dai Huabin's strength, and at the same time, it aroused her urge to fight him again to verify it.

The classroom door was pushed open.

Dai Huabin walked in front, followed by Zhu Lu, Wang Dong'er, and others.

Meng Hongchen stopped tapping on the table and her gaze fell on him.

After the morning classes, Mu Jin announced the afternoon's live-fire combat training.

As exchange students, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen can also choose their own opponents to spar with.

As soon as class ended, Meng Hongchen stood up and walked to Dai Huabin's desk.

"Dai Huabin, how about another match with me this afternoon during the practical training session?"

Dai Huabin tidied up the books on the table without looking up.

Didn't I just give you some pointers yesterday?

"Yesterday you gave me a one-sided lesson, this time I want to give it my all in a match against you."

Meng Hongchen placed her hands on the edge of the table and leaned forward slightly.

Wang Dong'er walked over from the side and stood directly between the two.

"You're always sparring with other class leaders? Doesn't your Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy have any sparring partners?"

Meng Hongchen took a step back and straightened up.

"Exchange and learning are the legitimate rights of exchange students, and Professor Mu Jin has agreed."

"Then I'll fight you."

Wang Dong'er raised her chin.

Meng Hongchen chuckled softly.

"You are a Light -Power Attack System Master, but I'm looking for an Ice-type Soul Master."

Ice Empress, who was sitting in the back row and catching up on sleep at their desk, looked up when they heard this, their voices filled with the grumpiness of someone just woken up.

"If you're tired of living, I can play with you."

Meng Hongchen's breath caught in her throat as she was overwhelmed by the chilling aura emanating from Ice Empress.

Although she didn't know Bing Hanyue's exact cultivation level, her intuition told her that this green-haired girl was extremely dangerous.

Dai Huabin patted Wang Dong'er on the shoulder, signaling her to step back.

"See you at the training grounds this afternoon. I also want to see how much you've learned last night."

Meng Hongchen breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to her seat.

Xiao Hongchen leaned against the window, looking at his younger sister's appearance, and shook his head helplessly.

"You know you can't beat him, why make things difficult for yourself?"

"Who said I did this to beat him?"

Meng Hongchen opened her notebook, which was filled with detailed notes of every word Dai Huabin had said the day before.

"His control over ice attributes is even more refined than those Level 9 Soul Engineers that Grandpa found. How can I explain this to Grandpa if I don't learn more from him?"

Xiao Hongchen snorted coldly and said no more.

2 PM, Martial Arts Field, Outer Academy Department.

The students from Class One, surrounded the arena completely.

Dai Huabin stood on the east side of the ring, empty-handed, without even wearing any protective gear.

Meng Hongchen stood on the west side, now wearing a custom-made white level-six Soul Tool Armor, with two ice-blue longswords hanging at her waist.

Mu Jin stood on the referee's stand and raised her right hand.

"Let the sparring begin!"

Meng Hongchen touched the ground with her toes, her figure leaving a trail of afterimages in mid-air.

Five Soul Ring— two yellow, two purple, and one black—rose simultaneously.

"Third Soul Skill, Ice Refraction!"

Dozens of smooth, mirror-like ice plates instantly materialized around the arena.

Meng Hongchen's figure darted wildly between the light and shadow of the ice plate, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Dai Huabin stood there, his eyes closed.

He did not release his Martial Soul, nor did he even emit any fluctuations of Soul Power.

"First Soul Skill, Ice Toad Poison!"

Dozens of poisonous spikes, a fusion of ice and fire, suddenly shot out from the air, blocking all of Dai Huabin's escape routes.

Dai Huabin took a half step back with his right foot and slightly shifted his body to the side.

All the poisonous stingers brushed past the hem of his clothes, embedding themselves in the ground behind him, corroding and emitting a pungent blue smoke.

Meng Hongchen's figure appeared above his head, two long swords with a chilling gleam aimed straight at Dai Huabin's shoulders.

Dai Huabin raised his right hand, his fingers like knives, and precisely pointed at the point where the two swords met.

A golden glint flashed and disappeared from his fingertips.

A tremendous and pure force surged back along the sword.

Meng Hongchen felt her hands go numb, and the two level-six soul-guided longswords almost flew out of her hands.

She used the momentum to tumble and land, her chest heaving violently.

"Your movements are too flashy. The weight of the Soul Tool Armor is affecting your original speed, and you're not generating enough power from your waist when you move."

Dai Huabin lowered his hand, his tone remaining calm.

Meng Hongchen bit her lip and pulled out the propulsion Soul Tool from her waist.

"It's not over yet!"

Her fifth Soul Ring emitted a brilliant black light.

The strongest single-target Soul Skill: Ice-Fire Poison Dragon Drill!

A massive energy tornado, a blend of extreme cold and scorching heat, formed in the center of the arena, hurtling towards Dai Huabin with a sharp whistling sound.

Xiao Hongchen's expression changed slightly in the stands, and his hand was already on the Storage Soul Tool.

Meng Hongchen rarely uses this move, yet its power is already close to the full-force attack of a newly ascended Soul Emperor.

Faced with the oncoming tornado, Dai Huabin finally raised his right hand.

Platinum light condensed in his palm, and a condensed light shield appeared out of thin air.

The Light Magic taught by Electrolux: Light Condensation Shield.

The tornado slammed into the light shield, producing a piercing screeching sound.

However, the seemingly thin light shield remained as solid as a rock, and no matter how much ice and fire energy washed over it, not even a crack appeared.

Three seconds later, the tornado's power was exhausted, and it dissipated into countless points of light.

Meng Hongchen stood there, his Soul Power mostly depleted, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

Dai Huabin dispelled the light shield and took two steps forward.

"The Soul Skill is powerful, but the attribute fusion is not perfect. You still haven't grasped the balance between ice and fire."

Seeing that he was unharmed, Meng Hongchen felt a surge of resentment and couldn't help but stomp her foot.

"What kind of monster are you?!"

A low gasp erupted from the students below the stage.