Ma Xiaotao

"Yue Ling, there's a terrifying female demon in Class One. Whatever you do, don't provoke her."

"A female demon?"

"Yeah, a red-haired female demon. Trust me, just take a detour whenever you see her...!"

"You mean her?" Yue Ling pointed at the red-haired girl ahead. Gongyang Mo glanced over, then nodded as if he had not yet processed it.

"Yep, that's her. My friend Yao Haoxuan told me about her. It's just a shame he's in Class Two, so we hardly ever run into each other. Otherwise, I'd have introduced you to him...!"

"Right, right. Anyway, that girl has a brutal temperament. She hurts people without any reason at all. She probably has connections backing her..."

He kept talking tirelessly while Yue Ling looked at the murderous expression on the red-haired female demon's face, his heart trembling.

This was bad. This person... was not to be messed with!

With his scalp tingling, he lightly bumped Gongyang Mo.

"What are you doing?" Gongyang Mo looked ahead in annoyance, and his scalp instantly began to tingle.

"I-I-I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." After saying that, he immediately hid behind Yue Ling, only poking his head out.

Seeing this punchable bastard, the red-haired female demon came at him with a flaming fist.

"Get over here! Weren't you so fond of talking?"

"Ahhhhh ∑(❍ฺд❍ฺlll)"

Yue Ling immediately unleashed his first soul skill. An orange-yellow protective barrier firmly blocked the punch.

The red-haired female demon's fist was knocked back. Seeing that he still dared to block her, her eyes filled with rage, as though they could spew fire.

"Gongyang Mo, apologize to her. We were the ones who caused trouble first, after all."

"I-I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Gongyang Mo apologized quickly. It seemed he had not pulled many pranks on others behind their backs for nothing.

"I'm sorry. We were in the wrong. Please be merciful and forgive us."

"In your dreams!"

Talking badly about her right in front of her—she had to teach them a lesson!

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Seeing that things were going badly, Yue Ling shoved Gongyang Mo aside.

"First soul skill, Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection!"

A shocking blaze erupted from the red-haired female demon's mouth, rapidly battering against the protective shield.

What kind of damned flames were these? Why was their adhesion so strong?

Yue Ling increased the flow of Soul Power into his first soul skill, and the two remained locked in a stalemate.

At this moment, people nearby immediately gathered around when they saw the commotion.

"Look, look! Someone's fighting!"

"They dared to fight on the first day? Impressive!"

"Come to think of it, that red-haired girl looks familiar..."

The red-haired female demon's face was full of impatience.

Why was this shield so hard to break? It still hadn't shattered after all this time. Damn it! I've had enough!

"Second soul skill, Bath of Fire Phoenix!"

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Empowered by her second soul skill, her flames became even harder to resist. More importantly, the flames' adhesion was too strong and somewhat countered his Martial Soul.

"Damn it! I can't hold on much longer..." Yue Ling gritted his teeth. He did not want to reveal his trump card this early.

But he had no choice.

Just as he sighed inwardly and decided to stop holding back, a defensive enhancement soul skill instantly enveloped his entire body.

It turned out that Gongyang Mo felt guilty upon seeing this. It was clearly his own fault, yet he had dragged Yue Ling into the battle... Having made up his mind, his gaze hardened as he stopped holding back as well.

"I'll help you, Yue Ling!"

"First soul skill, Crimson Power! Second soul skill, Orange Soul!"

Gongyang Mo activated his Martial Soul, and two yellow Spirit Rings appeared beneath him. His beautiful figure transformed into a half-dragon form with multicolored long hair, transparent multicolored dragon wings, and pale white fine dragon scales covering his body.

The surrounding crowd began discussing it, unable to hold back their exclamations.

"Is that a beast Martial Soul? It's so gorgeous!"

"Looks like a Support Type Martial Soul."

"A Support Type beast Martial Soul? That's really rare."

After the first and second soul skills were released, a layer of golden light attached itself to Yue Ling's body.

Feeling the power within him continuously rise, Yue Ling directly broke through Ma Xiaotao's attack. During the female demon's brief pause, he finally gained a moment to catch his breath.

"Third soul skill, Golden Stamen Piercing Ray Strike!"

Yue Ling's third Spirit Ring came from a five-thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

Its effect was to condense a petal crystal at the stamen of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. The longer it condensed, the greater its power. It could be fired into an enemy's body, exploding within upon impact and splitting into dozens of hardened petals that shredded the wound from the inside.

It was an excellent killing technique.

But sparring naturally meant he could not strike to kill.

The petal crystal shot rapidly toward her, but he chose to detonate it before it could hit.

Dozens of petals carrying the tearing properties of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw, under Yue Ling's deliberate control, instantly broke through her energy defenses.

Immediately afterward, Gongyang Mo threw all his soul skills onto Yue Ling.

"First soul skill, Crimson Power! Second soul skill, Orange Soul!"

Lights of different colors fell upon him. Feeling the surging power within himself, Yue Ling clenched his fist. So this was what it felt like to be strengthened by a Support Type Martial Soul? It felt like his body had endless strength.

Next, he had to make this red-haired girl calm down.

"Second soul skill, Falling Blossom Storm!"

A huge phantom of a Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum appeared behind Yue Ling. The chrysanthemum in his hand shone with golden light, and in an instant, a mass of petals shot toward the red-haired girl like sharp blades.

With the third soul skill having broken through her defenses, the encirclement formed by the second soul skill arrived at just the right moment.

"You've lost. If I tighten my second soul skill, you'll die right now!"

"Bullshit! I won't lose!"

The red-haired female demon's eyes seemed ready to spit fire. Under the immense pressure, the evil fire completely devoured her rationality, and she began to lose her mind.

"I'll make you pay!"

"Third soul skill, Phoenix Wings Soaring to the Heavens!"

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Yue Ling's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Damn it, I was careless. She could fly!

And weren't normal sparring matches supposed to stop at the right point? What was wrong with this girl?

"First soul skill, Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection!"

The flames and shield clashed once more, but this time Yue Ling handled it with ease, thanks to Gongyang Mo's soul skill enhancements.

"Damn it, I can't hold on!"

From not far away, Gongyang Mo's voice carried a trace of anxiety.

"Yue Ling, come on! If the two of us still can't beat her, we'll become the laughingstock of Shrek's new students!"

Yue Ling gritted his teeth. As a fellow twelve-year-old, he too felt a flicker of genuine anger and decided to stop holding back.

He took a deep breath and channeled his Soul Power and spiritual power into his fists and feet. Even the aura around him changed.

Perfect time to try the move Mu En taught him!

With Gongyang Mo's Orange Soul enhancement, it was unleashed incredibly quickly.

After breaking through Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection, the red-haired female demon became extremely excited.

"Finally coming out of that turtle shell?"

"Die!"

At this moment.

Yan Shaozhe, who had been observing in secret, was deeply alarmed. This was his newly accepted disciple. She could not go and injure the disciple Xuan Zi had taken in; that would be hard to explain.

Thinking of this, it was time for him to intervene.

The flame-wreathed female demon's fist smashed heavily toward Yue Ling.

And Yue Ling had already finished building up his momentum!

He slowly opened his golden eyes. Like a monarch approaching, his presence made her mind tremble under the pressure.

"Monarch Descends Upon the World!" The four words slowly entered Yan Shaozhe's ears, leaving him unable to move.

The two fists were about to collide. In the flame-wreathed female demon's eyes, Yue Ling's fist became incomparably massive, while she herself seemed like an ant, completely incapable of blocking it!

Her Battle Intent plummeted under the mental assault, and her flames became sparse and weak.

Just as the strike was about to descend, Yan Shaozhe still chose to intervene.