"Raise your arm a little higher, and pay attention to the direction and force."
Wu Ling's voice rang out. At this moment, he was lying on the ground shirtless, and ten meters above him, a young man whose appearance was barely half as handsome as Wu Ling Wu Ling was attacking him.
" The Wind Demon Wolf Forty-Five Consecutive Slashes!" The name of the move was shouted from the young man's mouth, and based on the name of the move, the young man's identity was obvious.
That's right, he is Feng Xiaotian, one of the characters in the original work Innate Full Soul Power!
Feng Xiaotian is only one year older than Wu Ling, and because of the deliberate concealment by the Dean of the Godwind Academy, his Innate Full Soul Power has not yet been fully exposed.
Feng Xiaotian has been obsessed with Self-Created Soul Skill for four years now. Since he Soul Breaker Master level four years ago when he was twelve, he felt that cultivation was easy, so he resolutely stepped into the bottomless Abyss of Self-Created Soul Skill, which is why he has only reached level thirty-eight in the past four years.
This Self-Created Soul Skill, which had tormented him for four years and would continue to torment him for another five, was completed in just one week under the guidance of Wu Ling, a martial arts Grandmaster, and even evolved from Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes to a forty-five-hit combo.
The cyan slash struck Wu Ling's back hard, and a screeching sound echoed throughout the courtyard. Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing there in a maid's outfit, also frowned.
But when Feng Xiaotian landed, all he saw was a slightly red back, without even a scratch.
Under Feng Xiaotian's gaze, which was full of longing and admiration, Wu Ling stretched and put on her clothes.
"Not bad. If you could deliver that final, powerful blow every time, you could barely qualify as a masseur."
In the past, if someone had compared him to a masseur, he would definitely have made that person wonder why the wind was so green (?).
But when Wu Ling uttered those words, Feng Xiaotian's face showed not anger, but joy.
"I understand, Your Highness! I will definitely become a qualified massage therapist in the future!"
The current Feng Xiaotian has completely lost the arrogance he had when he challenged Wu Ling a week ago, and he has even forgotten most of the reason why he came to challenge Wu Ling.
"Your current limit is forty-five consecutive strikes. For now, focus your energy on cultivating your Soul Power. Once your Soul Power increases, your Self-Created Soul Skill will upgrade naturally." Wu Ling, now dressed, took a sip of water from Zhu Zhuqing's hand and then reminded her.
Wu Ling had high hopes for Feng Xiaotian, the genius who, in the original story, took five years to leapfrog fifteen levels from level 46 to level 61.
If Tang San hadn't had Immortal Herb in the early stages, hadn't undergone the Sea God's test later, or if Feng Xiaotian hadn't become obsessed with Self-Created Soul Skill but instead cultivated Soul Power, it's uncertain whether Tang San's cultivation speed would have surpassed Feng Xiaotian's.
"Hmph, why do you two know His Highness the Holy Son?"
"Hehe, if even a tigress like you can know His Highness, why can't we sisters know him?"
Just as Wu Ling was about to let Feng Xiaotian leave, the sound of two women arguing came from outside the door.
With a loud "bang," the door was pushed open by a red-haired girl, and a group of three women and one man entered.
"That's incredibly violent. How could His Highness possibly be interested in someone like you?" A blue-haired girl mocked, following behind the red-haired girl.
"Ha, mind your own business!" The red-haired girl almost shouted at first, but then she realized where she was, and her voice gradually weakened.
These four were Huo Wu and his sister from the Blazing Fire Academy, and Shui Bing'er and her sister from the Skywater Academy. After seeing Wu Ling standing in the courtyard and Feng Xiaotian behind him, the four walked towards Wu Ling without stopping.
Upon seeing these people, or rather, those three girls, Zhu Zhuqing unconsciously gritted her teeth. "Those three damned sly cats are here again!"
At the same time, the moment Feng Xiaotian saw Huo Wu, he also recalled the reason why he had come to find Wu Ling in the first place.
He still remembers how, after hearing that Huo Wu had been defeated by the Holy Son, he felt not only no anger but also intense jealousy, having secretly fallen for her. So, in a moment of impulsiveness, he ignored the Dean's instructions and went straight to Wu Ling's courtyard to fight him, or rather, to be brutally beaten.
In this short week, Feng Xiaotian truly understood what his mission in this life was. So now, his thoughts on Huo Wu are, "Women? That kind of thing will only affect my combo count!"
Huo Wu vaguely sensed that Feng Xiaotian's gaze was a little strange, but because Wu Ling was in front of her, she didn't think much of it and quickly went to stand in front of Wu Ling.
"Greetings, Your His Highness the Holy Son." ×4
The four geniuses, who were arrogant and powerful in front of outsiders, lowered their heads with a clear conscience, because they had personally experienced the power of the Wu Ling.
In addition, Wu Ling's handsome appearance, impeccable martial arts skills, extensive knowledge, and most importantly, his powerful teaching ability to grasp concepts instantly, allowed the already talented individuals to rapidly increase their cultivation efficiency during this period. Along with this increase, everyone's goodwill towards Wu Ling also rose.
Even though their time together was very brief, the profound sense of enlightenment they felt still led them to think, "Following this person would be a pretty good outcome."
As the saying goes, curiosity is the beginning of succumbing, and admiration is the start of following.
"Hmm, is there something you need?" Wu Ling asked expressionlessly.
In Wu Ling's eyes, the people in front of him were all dispensable. If it weren't for his long-standing habit of teaching others and casually giving them a few pointers, he wouldn't have even given those three beautiful young women a second glance.
" Your His Highness the Holy Son, the three deans request your presence." Hearing Huo Wu relay the deans' orders first, Shui Bing'er pouted somewhat dejectedly, while secretly glancing at Wu Ling, hoping he would see her adorable side.
"Oh, so those three finally couldn't hold back anymore?" Wu Ling finally showed a hint of interest, rubbing his chin as he muttered to himself.
Since Wu Ling arrived here, he first spent a few days using all the Mimicry Training Ground of the three academies, then easily defeated various geniuses and gained their admiration, and has been teaching them while playing around ever since.
During this time, Wu Ling did many things, but he didn't look for those three again. Now that the three academy deans couldn't wait any longer and came to find Wu Ling, it was exactly what he wanted.
"Alright, lead the way."
The next day, Feng Xiaotian Huo Wu, and the others watched Wu Ling depart, their eyes filled with regret and longing. If it weren't for their affection for the academy, they would have loved to leave with Wu Ling right then and there.
In contrast, the three deans looked solemn and worried, but their worry was for themselves and the academy.
"He's a terrifying guy. If he's any more proactive, it won't be long before he's lured away all the talented people from our three colleges."
"Unfathomable strength, unfathomable potential, exceptionally profound intellect, and that magical personal charm—is this guy some kind of perfect being?"
"It seems we ultimately have to make a choice."
"... Is it already decided? But I don't want politics to get involved in a place like academy."
"There's nothing we can do. You heard what the Holy Son said earlier. But while we have a choice, we don't need to make a decision right away."
"Then what should we do?"
"Wait, wait a little longer..."