Cosmo Conception

Shi Nuo had already packed Lin Beiya's luggage from the orphanage and brought it over; after unpacking, Lin Beiya placed everything one by one inside the dormitory.

From now on, he could even take a short nap here after finishing lunch.

After tidying up the dormitory, Shi Nuo took Lin Beiya to tour some of the academy's facilities, including various simulated cultivation grounds that provided great bonuses to training, as well as the highly popular Soul Fighting Platform.

Since most students at the junior Soul Master Academy were greenhorns who had just obtained their first soul rings, many felt an itch to test their skills after acquiring their first soul technique. As the only place in the academy where combat was permitted, the Soul Fighting Platform was deeply loved by the students.

Coincidentally, just as Shi Nuo and Lin Beiya arrived to take a look, they happened to run into a soul fight taking place in the arena.

The two sides in the duel consisted of a boy with a bear-type martial soul—seeing the other's short and stocky stature, the only word that came to Lin Beiya's mind was "burly."

Even more amusing was that his opponent was a tall, thin soul master with a long-legged spider-type martial soul. Judging by the soul rings they released, both were at the level of a one-ring soul master.

Looking at their appearances, Lin Beiya was reminded of the "Fat and Thin" duo from a certain drama, and for a moment, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Shi Nuo, standing beside him, was quite interested; he trotted over to the edge of the crowded ring, and Lin Beiya had no choice but to follow helplessly.

"Beiya, they have soul rings just like you do. They must be seniors in the higher grades."

"Once I get my own soul ring, I want to come here and try it out too."

Lin Beiya raised an eyebrow slightly; he hadn't expected that the seemingly honest and steady Shi Nuo also possessed a restless heart.

"Then you'll have to work hard on your cultivation and strive to obtain your first soul ring before summer vacation."

"Yeah, I definitely can. In another month, I'll be able to break through to level 9 soul power."

During their conversation, the two on the Soul Fighting Platform began to employ their respective methods. The short, stocky man let out a low roar and lit up his first soul ring, after which a bright red glow enveloped his bear claws as he lunged fiercely at his opponent.

"First Soul Technique: Fierce Claw!"

The attack and defense of bear-type martial souls were generally quite impressive, and the tall, thin man opposite him clearly understood this, having used his first soul technique before the other could even close the distance.

However, no one present, including Lin Beiya, could discern the purpose of this man's first soul technique.

Just as everyone was breaking into a cold sweat for the tall, thin man, his long legs suddenly bent, and like a spring, he instantly launched his body into mid-air, dodging the bear claws.

Having missed his strike, the short, stocky man's reaction was not slow at all; he quickly turned and charged toward where the man had landed, his bear claws reaching out once more.

A gasp erupted from beneath the ring, as if everyone could already see the tall, thin man being severely wounded by the bear claws and falling off the platform.

Lin Beiya certainly thought the same, but the scene that followed left him stunned.

He saw the lean man, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, instantly eject the eight spider legs granted by his martial soul to the side the moment he landed. The bear claws brushed past his body, leaving behind a whistling sound of displaced air.

Having missed two consecutive strikes, the short, stocky man stood frozen on the spot, turning back to look at his opponent in disbelief as he asked:

"You can sense attacks from behind even without using your eyes?"

"Hmph, this is the Spider Sense brought to me by my first soul technique. No matter which direction an attack comes from, I can perceive it in advance and use the speed and jumping ability inherent to my martial soul to dodge it."

A hint of smugness flashed in the tall, thin man's eyes; in his view, an attack that couldn't hit its target was completely useless.

"Give up. Someone as clumsy as you could never touch me. I'll tell you in advance: my first soul technique has almost zero consumption."

"What?"

Sure enough, upon hearing the tall, thin man's claim, the burly boy was deeply shaken. But it was clearly impossible for him to just admit defeat like that; he charged at his opponent again, using his first soul technique once more—some attempts simply had to be made.

The scenes that followed completely confirmed the tall, thin man's arrogant claims. No matter from which direction the bear claws launched an attack, he could predict it in advance and dodge it. In the end, the man even arrogantly closed his eyes to toy with the short, stocky boy.

"That's too much! Who fights a soul duel like this? Can't you fight head-on like a man?"

Shi Nuo, standing below the ring, looked quite indignant. His martial soul shared the same shortcomings as the short, stocky man's—all brute force but lacking in speed. In other words, even if he obtained his first soul ring, he would likely be toyed with by this tall, thin man as well.

Lin Beiya did not comfort his little friend; his gaze remained fixed on the tall, thin man in the ring. Although the opponent was using a soul technique to achieve his sense of crisis prediction, he was truly utilizing techniques related to the five senses.

And when it came to the five senses, shouldn't the Saints be the experts in this field?

Among the senses within the human Cosmo, the first five senses are sight, hearing, taste, smell, and touch.

Losing the first five senses would plunge one into a world of complete nothingness—unable to see, hear, speak, feel touch, or taste, becoming a living corpse.

And after training all five senses to their absolute limit, it becomes possible to awaken the sixth sense of the Cosmo.

In this Douluo world, can the Cosmo actually work?

After a long while, Lin Beiya's gaze became firm. Regardless of whether the Cosmo could be used in the Douluo world, he intended to try it. Even if it didn't work, training his five senses would only bring him benefits.

In the end, the short, stocky man lost the duel due to the exhaustion of his soul power; one could tell from his expression that he was deeply unconvinced.

But a loss was a loss. After bowing his head and saying, "You win," the short, stocky man quickly jumped off the platform and disappeared into the training grounds.

The tall, thin man sneered and quickly locked his gaze onto Shi Nuo, who was standing to the side.

"Hey, what grade are you in, kid? You were the one who called me shameless just now, right? Want to come up and trade a few blows?"

"Uh..."

The chubby boy was stunned on the spot. He didn't even have a soul ring yet; how was he supposed to engage in a soul duel?

"Hahaha, you really are shameless, kid. Just look at that brand-new uniform; anyone can see he's a first-year freshman. Aren't you just bullying him?"

The tall, thin man's companions teased him one after another, but the man didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He just continued to sneer at Shi Nuo and said:

"So what? If you dare to speak rudely, you have to be prepared to take a beating."

"Don't tell me you're too scared to step onto the stage? Is your spirit a tortoise hiding in its shell?"

The hot-headed little fatty couldn't endure such mockery; nursing the thought that he would rather take a beating than lose face, he prepared to climb onto the ring to accept the challenge.

But just as he was about to move, Lin Beiya pressed him back down with a hand, simultaneously smiling toward the stage:

"You heard wrong; those words were mine. I'll be the one fighting you!"

"Oh? Another first-year? You seem quite confident, don't you?"

"Let this senior teach you a lesson. Get up here!"

Ignoring his taunts, Lin Beiya gave Shi Nuo a reassuring look, then briskly made his way onto the Soul Fighting Platform.

"Lin Beiya, level 12, one-ring Battle Soul Master."

"Hm?"

The tall, thin man was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected this first-year to already possess a soul ring. Judging by the timeline, this person was either gifted with Innate Full Soul Power or something very close to it.

"Good lad, a little genius, are we?"