Sun Martial Soul

Feeling everyone's steady breathing, the young man lay in bed, a trace of fear in his eyes.

He had been doing chores for several days straight, yet he had no choice but to keep doing them, because Zhou Changxi would beat him if he stopped.

And in the entire dormitory, aside from Tang Wulin occasionally helping him with some chores, no one else treated him as if he mattered.

Feeling his own weakness, Yun Xiao clenched his fists.

What he did not know was that within his Island of Subconscious, Chen Ye stood silently.

This was an extremely stern Chen Ye. There was little unnecessary emotion on his face, but his gaze was filled with sunlight and justice.

His gaze first turned beyond Yun Xiao's island, then he suddenly kicked forward.

As the island trembled slightly, Yun Xiao felt his consciousness go blank, and specks of sparks smoothly entered his Island of Subconscious.

Chen Ye's eyes flickered with righteousness. His body began to dissolve with a boom, turning into countless threads and consciousness that surged madly into Yun Xiao's island.

A dazed sensation washed over him. When Yun Xiao looked at Tang Wulin and Xie Xie again, he no longer felt that fear. Instead, there was something different.

But before he could think further, pain suddenly shot through his body, and it felt as though something had appeared within him.

Morning sunlight spilled over the earth as Yun Xiao opened his eyes in confusion.

The moment he opened them, he subconsciously sat up.

He watched the three who had already gotten dressed. Even as they opened the door and walked out, none of them said a word to him.

Yun Xiao fell silent for a moment before getting out of bed and tidying his clothes.

He stood blankly before the mirror by the door. Then, a faint golden gleam flashed in his eyes.

He subconsciously extended his hand, and as his palm reached out, a massive sun appeared in it.

He stared blankly at the scorching, brilliant sun in his hand. Then, a bright red Soul Ring suddenly descended around him.

This red was not the scarlet red of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, but a vivid red—a red symbolizing flames and light.

Yun Xiao stared blankly at the Martial Soul and three Soul Rings that had appeared on him.

For some reason, they felt familiar, as though they had always belonged to him. He did not feel the slightest discomfort.

The feeling seemed strange to him, but instinctively, he did not dwell on it or think it over.

By the time he arrived at the classroom, the second day's lessons had already begun.

Elsewhere, in Class One's classroom, Chen Ye lay sprawled over his desk, yawning.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Ziyang looked at Chen Ye, unable to understand why this guy was still so sleepy despite going to bed so early.

Ye Yingluo and Wei Xiaofeng were absent from class. Because Wei Xiaofeng had skipped class yesterday, he had been taken away for questioning.

Thus, even though class had already begun, the classroom remained full of chatter.

Chen Ye lay there and yawned. In his haze, he actually fell asleep directly.

Who knew how much time passed? Just as Chen Ye was sleeping soundly, a cry of alarm suddenly rang out beside his ear.

"Damn, is that someone from Class Five? Why would Twin Martial Souls be in Class Five? And that Martial Soul is so powerful!"

The speaker was a boy. At his words, the previously noisy classroom abruptly quieted down. Quite a few students pressed themselves against the windows and looked toward Class Five.

Chen Ye did not move after hearing him. His body remained sprawled on the desk, while an identical figure to Chen Ye passed straight through the wall and arrived at the training grounds.

Ten minutes earlier, Wu Zhangkong had brought all the students to the training grounds to arrange practical combat.

The main reason was the Class Promotion Tournament, so Wu Zhangkong intended to select the three strongest students to participate.

In Wu Zhangkong's own words, it was choosing the tallest among dwarfs.

Thus, he had everyone follow his list, pairing them with opponents of his choosing, with boys and girls mixed together.

Not long after the pairings were decided, Zhou Changxi naturally sought out Yun Xiao.

During this time, he could not afford to provoke Tang Wulin, and Xie Xie was stronger than him as well, so he had been "playing" with Yun Xiao instead.

When Zhou Changxi saw Yun Xiao just now, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Because when the young man looked at him, there was none of his usual fear, dread, or inferiority.

There was only calmness and indifference—one could even call it near apathy.

This made Zhou Changxi extremely unhappy. Yun Xiao was his lackey; how could a lackey dare look at him like that?

"Yun Xiao, let's have a match. I can take this chance to check your strength for you." Zhou Changxi smiled.

Normally, Yun Xiao would refuse at a time like this, but this time, he merely gave him a calm glance.

"Sure. Who has ticket number eleven? Can we switch? I want to spar with my roommate." Yun Xiao raised his hand after speaking.

Zhou Changxi ranked among the top five in the class in terms of strength, so most students naturally did not want to fight him.

Thus, upon hearing Yun Xiao's words, a girl immediately raised her hand, and the two directly exchanged tickets.

Seeing that Yun Xiao had actually switched tickets with the girl and was preparing to fight him, Zhou Changxi's expression visibly darkened.

He stood there silently, preparing to teach Yun Xiao a lesson once the fight began.

The matches ahead belonged to other students. After most of them had finished, it was finally Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi's turn.

The two took their positions. Wu Zhangkong swept his gaze over them, then calmly took a step back.

As they stood ready, a cruel smile appeared on Zhou Changxi's face.

He suddenly stepped forward, and a white Soul Ring appeared around him.

Behind him, a burly giant ape stood there, beating its chest.

"Be careful, Yun Xiao. I won't go easy on you." As Zhou Changxi spoke, he stepped forward. When his first Soul Ring lit up, his muscles suddenly began to swell.

He clenched his fist and punched straight toward Yun Xiao.

He knew that Yun Xiao's Martial Soul was called the Star Disk, and its only ability was Position Exchange.

That ability had some use in team battles, but in a one-on-one fight, it was practically useless.

Just as Zhou Changxi prepared to bring down his fist and teach Yun Xiao a lesson, he met the young man's almost calm gaze.

A faint golden gleam flickered in Yun Xiao's eyes.

The young man raised his hand. Blinding light enveloped it, while a colossal sun appeared behind him.

Terrifying heat radiated from the sun. As Yun Xiao's first pale red Soul Ring appeared, Wu Zhangkong's pupils suddenly constricted.

It had to be known that the authority controlled by Yun Xiao's Sun Pathway was different from what they called soul skills.

Including Chen Ye, the Soul Rings they possessed could essentially be called authorities.

They themselves possessed nine great authorities, and as their strength gradually increased, those authorities would strengthen within them.

The authority Yun Xiao possessed was called Light. It represented using absolute light to dispel all hidden darkness and shadows.

Therefore, Yun Xiao felt no fear whatsoever as he looked at Zhou Changxi. He suddenly raised his fist.

Empowered by the terrifying Light Power, he threw a punch straight at him.