Xiao Chenyu Admits Defeat, First-Year Boss

"Look at Qi Dao's sword."

"There are actually cracks on it. So it's just a broken sword—no wonder his innate soul power is so low."

"Hahaha, that sword of his probably isn't even as good as my hoe martial soul!"

The moment Qi Dao drew the Unrivaled Horizontal Sword, everyone's gazes turned toward it.

Then a burst of uproarious laughter broke out from the crowd.

Even Xiao Chenyu could not help laughing as he mocked from afar, "Qi Dao, you actually want to fight me with a broken sword like that!"

"You really overestimate yourself. You'd better protect that broken sword of yours later—don't let it shatter halfway through the fight."

Qi Dao listened to the laughter around him without the slightest ripple appearing on his face.

His gaze fixed on Unrivaled's blade as he murmured softly.

"Did you hear that? They all think you're a broken sword!"

"Bzz~"

Qi Dao could clearly feel the tremor coming from Unrivaled's blade, as well as its irritable soul brimming with fighting spirit.

"Xiao Chenyu, whether Unrivaled is a broken sword or not, you'll find out soon enough!"

"Hmph, putting on an act!"

"I already warned you!"

Xiao Chenyu snorted. As he spoke, a layer of green light emerged from his body.

The muscles on Xiao Chenyu's body began to swell, his eyes gradually turned pale green, and his nails grew sharp.

"Is that Boss Xiao's wolf martial soul?"

"It looks so cool."

Hearing the admiring voices around him, Xiao Chenyu immediately revealed a smug smile.

"Qi Dao, let me show you the gap between us!"

With that, Xiao Chenyu broke into a sprint toward Qi Dao, moving with astonishing speed.

Qi Dao did not rush to make a move. He could tell that after possessing his martial soul, Xiao Chenyu's physique was absolutely not something he could contend with head-on.

Only seven or eight meters separated them. At that distance, Xiao Chenyu's attack was already closing in on Qi Dao in the blink of an eye.

His wolf claw clenched into a fist, and he threw an uppercut straight at Qi Dao's cheek, intending to end the fight with a single punch.

But his intentions were far too obvious. Qi Dao saw through them the instant he attacked.

The difference between a level-four physique and a half-level physique might have seemed enormous, but it was nowhere near enough to make reacting impossible.

So at the very moment Xiao Chenyu struck, Qi Dao sidestepped, causing the punch to miss.

At the same time, Xiao Chenyu had put all his strength into that punch. His center of gravity tipped forward with his fist, exposing a massive opening.

His back was completely exposed before Qi Dao's eyes!

How could Qi Dao possibly let such an opening go?

His eyes were frighteningly calm. He stepped forward and slashed downward.

Unrivaled's blade instantly cut from Xiao Chenyu's shoulder blade all the way down to his waist.

Rip!

Xiao Chenyu's school uniform split open, and blood seeped out.

A bloody sword wound was exposed to the air.

"Ahhh!!"

Xiao Chenyu let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

That was the state of the current soul master world.

Before level thirty, beast martial soul masters possessed physiques far superior to weapon martial soul masters of the same level after possessing their martial souls. If they faced weapon martial soul masters with less lethal martial souls, such as staff martial souls, beast martial soul masters could easily suppress them.

But when facing highly lethal martial souls such as blades, swords, or hammers, it was best to pray that those weapons did not land on one's body.

After all, no matter how strong one's body was below level thirty, it could only become so strong. It was still far from being impervious to blades and spears.

Otherwise, the Empire would not need to maintain so many ordinary soldiers.

Qi Dao had already shown considerable restraint. Otherwise, Xiao Chenyu would not have merely screamed.

That slash had, at most, cut through his skin!

At the same time, the onlookers around them immediately fell into chaos and scattered in all directions.

"Someone's been killed!"

"Quick, notify the teacher!"

The group of six-year-old children immediately began shouting in panic at the sight of blood.

"Quiet, all of you!"

Qi Dao shouted.

By now, his brutality had been deeply etched into the hearts of everyone present. At his roar, they could not help recalling Xiao Chenyu's miserable state.

These children were only six years old. How could they have experienced anything like this?

They were immediately cowed by Qi Dao's imposing presence.

The scene fell into dead silence and panic.

Qi Dao swept his gaze around before unhurriedly turning to Xiao Chenyu and saying coldly, "Stop screaming. It only broke the skin. You're acting like someone carved off a chunk of flesh."

Hearing Qi Dao's voice amid his screams, Xiao Chenyu suddenly came to his senses.

Eh, it did not seem to hurt that much!

His screams abruptly stopped, though his face still carried a trace of embarrassment and irritation.

His reaction just now had been far too humiliating.

But when he recalled the bone-chilling sensation of the sword edge cutting through his clothes and touching his skin, he felt a wave of lingering fear after regaining his composure.

If Qi Dao had used a little more force, even if he had not died, he would have been seriously injured.

With that thought, Xiao Chenyu took a deep breath and said, "I lost that match."

After saying that, he added, "But I'm still not convinced. If I'd been a little more careful just now, your sword wouldn't have been able to hurt me at all."

"Not convinced?" A sharp glint flashed through Qi Dao's eyes as he said without hesitation, "Then let's fight again!"

"But this time, I can't guarantee I'll be able to hold back as well as I did just now!"

Xiao Chenyu had originally wanted another match with Qi Dao to regain some face, but upon hearing the second half of his words, the hairs on his body stood on end and fear rose in his heart.

"F-forget it. I'm not someone who can't accept defeat. Since I lost that match, then from today onward, you're the boss of our first grade."

Qi Dao nodded in satisfaction.

He then looked at the others, who were still staring in shock.

"What about you?"

"Does anyone want to challenge me?"

Hearing this, everyone present could not help glancing at Xiao Chenyu's back. Their bodies trembled as they shook their heads like rattles.

"Good! Since no one objects, then from today onward, I'm the first-grade boss!"

Qi Dao smiled calmly and accepted the position without hesitation.

He needed enough authority so that he could establish order in the dormitory and create an environment suitable for studying and cultivation.

After the match ended, Qi Dao took Xiao Chenyu to the academy infirmary.

Every academy generally had a teacher with healing soul skills. This greatly reduced the chance of students suffering casualties.

After all, no one could expect a soul master academy to be completely free of conflict.

The infirmary teacher glanced at the wound on Xiao Chenyu's back and asked curiously, "Were you ambushed from behind?"

"No, that can't be right. If it was an ambush, the wound shouldn't be this shallow."

At that moment, his gaze fell upon the sword hanging at Qi Dao's waist, and surprise flashed across his face.

"You were the one who did it, weren't you? You had quite a good grasp of your strength. Otherwise, this kid's injuries definitely wouldn't be so light."

Qi Dao replied, "It was just a spar between classmates. Naturally, we stopped at the right point."

The infirmary teacher froze.

"What a fine 'stopped at the right point.' You little fellow really don't seem like a child who's only six."

"But his injury isn't something that can be achieved just by saying you stopped at the right point."

"Have you trained in swordsmanship?"

Qi Dao grinned.

"I've practiced for a little over two months. Looks like the results aren't too bad!"

The infirmary teacher's mouth twitched slightly.

"That's... not too bad?"