A Slight Show of Skill, Sweeping the Upperclassmen Alone

"Ao Yin?"

"He's just a work-study student who only enrolled recently." Xiao Chenyu's face was full of disdain.

In his eyes, work-study students came from lowly backgrounds, and the Seventh Dormitory bunch had never been particularly strong.

No matter how gifted Ao Yin was, Xiao Chenyu had plenty of underlings. If they took turns tangling with him and wearing him down, sooner or later they could drag Ao Yin down from exhaustion!

"So what if I'm a work-study student? I can still beat you flat!"

Ao Yin yanked the Ice-Fire Coiling Dragon Staff from the ground and pointed its tip directly at Xiao Chenyu.

Ao Yin's arrogant demeanor instantly enraged Xiao Chenyu. His gaze turned vicious as he burst into laughter.

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"You dare call yourself Notting Academy's number one before me? I'd like to see whether this so-called number one can stand against so many of us!"

Xiao Chenyu had already made his calculations. He planned to send his underlings in first to keep Ao Yin occupied and steadily drain his stamina.

Once the other party was exhausted, he would make his grand entrance and crush him in one stroke without wasting any effort.

But before he could continue provoking him, Ao Yin turned and swept his gaze over everyone on the training grounds. He raised the dragon staff high, pointed it at Xiao Chenyu and his group, then swept it sideways.

With a faint smile, he said, "So noisy! One-on-one fights are too boring. All of you, come at me together!"

"What?!"

Xiao Chenyu and the underlings around him were all stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

Ao Yin had clearly seen through their provocation. Not only had he not avoided it, he had openly declared that he would face everyone present alone?

"What an ignorant work-study student! He's far too arrogant!"

"You brought this on yourself!"

A cold curve formed at the corner of Xiao Chenyu's mouth.

Even he would not have dared utter such wild words.

Since Ao Yin was courting death, this was the perfect chance to teach him a proper lesson.

He clenched his fists tightly as surging soul power poured out from within him.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance," Ao Yin said coldly.

"You're asking for death! Brothers, rush him together!"

Xiao Chenyu was furious. As an upperclassman of Notting Academy, he had been publicly looked down upon by a first-year work-study student. He absolutely could not lose this match!

At Xiao Chenyu's command, more than twenty underlings rushed onto the arena one after another, forming a circle around Ao Yin.

Xiao Chenyu took the lead. "Xiao Chenyu, sixth year at Notting Academy, Level 16 one-ring Soul Master. Martial Soul: Gale Demon Wolf!"

"Martial Soul Possession!"

In the next instant, the phantom of a fierce black Gale Demon Wolf appeared behind him. A yellow hundred-year soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet. The demon wolf howled at the sky, its pressure spreading outward. After Martial Soul Possession, Xiao Chenyu's combat power increased severalfold!

Wang Sheng's expression immediately darkened as he watched from below.

Xiao Chenyu had actually reached Level 16?!

When he had fought Tang San before, he had only claimed to have Level 11 soul power. He had obviously deliberately concealed his Soul Power Level.

Even under these circumstances, he still chose to gang up on Ao Yin. Could Boss Ao hold on?

He hurriedly turned to Xiao Wu, full of anxiety. "Sister Xiao Wu, what do we do now? Ao Yin is in a dangerous situation. Is it really okay for us to just stand by and watch?"

"Relax and watch. Brother Ao Yin is very strong. Every one of them will be beaten flat."

Xiao Wu looked completely confident. She could clearly sense that the soul power hidden within Ao Yin far surpassed Xiao Chenyu's.

"Brother Ao Yin doesn't need our help to deal with them at all!"

Xiao Wu raised a hand and patted Wang Sheng lightly.

Wang Sheng could only scratch his head and turn his gaze back to the arena, though his heart remained full of worry.

On the arena, after hearing Xiao Chenyu announce his identity and cultivation, Ao Yin followed the academy's rules for sparring and spoke calmly.

"Ao Yin, first year at Notting Academy, Level 20 assault-type Battle Soul Master. Martial Soul: Coiling Dragon Staff!"

Xiao Chenyu and the students around him looked at one another. After confirming that they had heard correctly, they could not help bursting into laughter.

"Level 20?"

"Do freshmen these days not even bother drafting their lies first?"

No one believed from the bottom of their hearts that a freshman could possess such terrifying Level 20 soul power.

Ignoring their doubts, Ao Yin stood firm and assumed his stance. Under the gaze of the entire crowd, he summoned his Martial Soul, and his soul rings slowly appeared.

Buzz! Buzz!

A pale white soul ring circled beneath his feet.

A pale white soul ring of less than ten years?

Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, Xiao Chenyu's group, and the Seventh Dormitory students who had come to cheer him on all stood frozen in place.

The scene was incredibly bizarre.

This was even harder to understand than a freshman possessing Level 20 soul power. Such a powerful tool Martial Soul was paired with a first soul ring of such abysmal quality.

A pale white soul ring? It might not even be one year old, much less ten!

A first soul ring of such a low age was no different from having no soul ring at all. It could not provide much of a boost in combat power!

While everyone was still immersed in shock, Ao Yin's second soul ring slowly rose from beneath his feet, its bright yellow radiance entering everyone's sight!

"A... a hundred-year soul ring!"

"His soul power really has reached Level 20!"

"What kind of monster is this freshman?!"

Gasping sounds rose one after another.

Ao Yin spoke coldly. "Wipe those shocked expressions off your faces. Even with a pale white soul ring, I can still crush every one of you!"

Others did not know the truth, but Ao Yin knew it perfectly well.

His first soul ring only looked like it was low-aged. Its true age was a full five hundred years; only its color remained in its initial state!

"Kid, don't be so arrogant! Today, I'll let you see the true strength of Notting Academy's boss!!"

"First Soul Skill, Wolf Claw Rend!"

With a furious roar, Xiao Chenyu charged at Ao Yin.

Facing Xiao Chenyu, whose aura had surged after Martial Soul Possession, Ao Yin did not even mobilize the soul power within his body. He simply held the Coiling Dragon Staff in one hand and casually pointed it forward, clearly not taking his opponent seriously at all.

"You want to contend against me with only your physical body, without using soul power? You really don't take us seriously!"

Ao Yin's gaze swept over the yellow hundred-year soul ring beneath his opponent's feet as he lightly swung the dragon staff in his hand.

"My apologies. I just... don't take you seriously!"

Boom!

The dragon staff slammed down viciously, and a tremendous crash echoed throughout the training grounds.

Xiao Chenyu's body suddenly sank. The phantom of his Gale Demon Wolf Martial Soul shattered instantly, and the stone slabs beneath his feet could not withstand the massive impact, collapsing downward. His legs buckled, and he dropped heavily to one knee on the arena.

"Get down!"

[Power of a Thousand Jun!]

Bang—

In an instant, Xiao Chenyu spat out blood. Struck viciously by the dragon staff, his entire body was smashed into the arena.

The underlings who had been preparing to swarm him, already halfway through their charge, instantly froze in place.

Their Boss Xiao had been severely wounded by a single move from a freshman?

But before they could recover, Ao Yin slowly turned around. His gaze fell upon the group of underlings as he raised the Coiling Dragon Staff once more.

"Not one of you is getting away!"

Everyone's scalps went numb.

"With only this much ability, you still dare call yourself the boss of Notting Academy?"

"Open your eyes and watch carefully. This is the kind of first soul skill worthy of Notting Academy's number one!" Ao Yin said with a faint curl of his lips.

"That attack just now wasn't even a soul skill?"

"Don't come any closer!"

The underlings were terrified and began to think of fleeing.

An ordinary attack had been enough to severely wound Xiao Chenyu. If Ao Yin used a soul skill, they would have no way to withstand it!

"You want to run? It won't be that easy!"

"First Soul Skill, Red Tide!"

"All of you... kneel!"

Rumble rumble rumble!!!