Ma Xiaotao

"Yue Ling, there's a terrifying she-devil in Class One. You absolutely must not provoke her."

"A she-devil?"

"Yeah, a red-haired she-devil. Trust me, if you run into her, just take a detour...!"

"Are you talking about her?" Yue Ling pointed toward the red-haired girl ahead. Gongyang Mo took a glance and nodded as if he hadn't quite processed it yet.

"Yeah, that's her. My friend Yao Haoxuan told me about her. It's just a pity he's in Class Two, so he almost never runs into her, otherwise I would've introduced you...!"

"Exactly, and come to think of it, this girl has a violent temper and hurts people without any reason. It's very likely she has connections behind her..."

He was still chattering away tirelessly. Yue Ling looked at the murderous expression on the red-haired she-devil's face, and his heart trembled.

This is bad. This person... is not to be trifled with!

His scalp tingling, he nudged Gongyang Mo gently.

"What are you doing?" Gongyang Mo, looking somewhat dissatisfied, glanced forward and his scalp instantly went numb.

"I... I-I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." He finished speaking and immediately hid behind Yue Ling, leaving only his head exposed.

Staring at this infuriating person, the red-haired she-devil lunged forward, her fist wrapped in flames.

"Get over here! Didn't you love to talk?"

"Ahhhhhh ∑(❍ฺд❍ฺlll)"

Seeing this, Yue Ling immediately released his first soul skill, and an orange-yellow protective barrier firmly blocked the punch.

The red-haired she-devil's fist was knocked back a short distance. Seeing that this person dared to block her, her eyes were filled with fury, as if she could breathe fire.

"Gongyang Mo, hurry up and apologize. After all, we were the ones who started it."

"I'm... I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Gongyang Mo apologized very quickly; it seemed he hadn't done this kind of mischief behind people's backs just once or twice.

"I'm sorry, it's our fault. Please be merciful and forgive us."

"In your dreams!"

Talking bad about her right in front of her—they needed to be taught a lesson!

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Seeing the situation turn dire, Yue Ling pushed Gongyang Mo to the side.

"First soul skill, Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection!"

An astonishing burst of flame erupted from the red-haired she-devil's mouth, rapidly scouring the protective shield.

What kind of damn fire is this? Why is its adhesiveness so strong?

Yue Ling increased his soul power output to his first soul skill, and the two remained in a stalemate.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd saw the commotion and immediately gathered around.

"Look, look, someone's fighting."

"Fighting on the first day? That's impressive!"

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

The red-haired she-devil was full of impatience.

Why is this shield so hard to break? It hasn't shattered after such a long time. Damn it! I can't take it anymore!

"Second soul skill, Bath of Fire Phoenix!"

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Due to the amplification of her second soul skill, her flames became even harder to resist. Most importantly, the adhesiveness of this fire was too strong, which somewhat countered his martial soul.

"Damn it! I can't hold on much longer..." Yue Ling gritted his teeth tightly. He didn't want to reveal his trump cards so early.

But he had no choice.

He sighed inwardly. Just as he decided not to hold back anymore, a defensive amplification soul skill was instantly applied to his entire body.

It turned out that Gongyang Mo felt guilty seeing this scene. It was clearly his own fault, yet he had dragged Yue Ling into the fight... Having made up his mind, his eyes became firm, and he no longer held back.

"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 soul rings appeared beneath him. He transformed from a delicate figure into a half-dragon form with seven-colored long hair, seven-colored transparent dragon wings, and pale white fine dragon scales covering his body.

The surrounding crowd began to whisper, unable to help but exclaim.

"Is this a beast martial soul? It's so gorgeous!"

"It looks like an auxiliary-type martial soul."

"An auxiliary-type beast martial soul? That's truly 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 rising, Yue Ling broke through Ma Xiaotao's attack. With the she-devil's brief pause, he instantly gained a chance to breathe.

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

Yue Ling's third soul ring came from a five-thousand-year-old Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.

Its effect was to condense a petal crystal at the stamen of the Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum. The longer the condensation time, the higher the damage. It could be shot into the enemy's body, and upon impact, it would explode internally, splitting into dozens of hardened petals that would shred the wound from the inside.

It was a formidable killing technique.

But in a sparring match, he certainly couldn't go for the kill.

The petal crystal shot rapidly toward her, and just before it was about to hit, he chose to detonate it early.

Dozens of petals, carrying the tearing properties of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw, instantly shattered her energy defense under Yue Ling's precise control.

Immediately after, Gongyang Mo poured all his soul skills onto Yue Ling.

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

Different colored lights fell upon him. He felt the surging power within himself and clenched his fists. Is this what it feels like to be buffed by an auxiliary-type martial soul? It felt like he had endless strength in his body.

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

"Second soul skill, Falling Blossom Storm!"

A giant phantom of the Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum appeared behind Yue Ling, and the chrysanthemum in his hand shimmered with golden light. In an instant, a large number of petals rushed toward the red-haired girl like sharp blades.

Just as the third soul skill broke her defense, the encirclement formed by the second soul skill successfully arrived.

"You've lost. If I tighten my second soul skill, you'd be dead right now!"

"Bullshit, I won't lose!"

The red-haired she-devil's eyes seemed to breathe fire. Under the immense pressure, her reason was completely swallowed by the evil fire, and she began to lose her senses.

"I will make you pay the price!"

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

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Yue Ling widened his eyes, his heart filled with disbelief.

Damn it, I was careless. She can actually fly!

And in a normal sparring match, shouldn't you stop at the point of contact? What is wrong with this person?

"First soul skill, Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection!"

Flame and shield formed an offensive stance once again, but this time Yue Ling was at ease, after all, he had the support of Gongyang Mo's soul skills.

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

Not far away, Gongyang Mo's voice carried a hint of anxiety.

"Yue Ling, come on! If we can't even win two-on-one, we'll really become the laughingstock of the Shrek freshmen!"

Yue Ling gritted his teeth. As a twelve-year-old youth, he also felt a spark of real anger and decided not to hold back anymore.

He took a deep breath, channeling his soul power and mental energy into his fists and feet. The aura around him even began to change.

I might as well try the technique Elder Mu taught me!

Under the support of Gongyang Mo's Orange Soul, the release speed was extremely rapid.

After breaking through the Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection, the red-haired she-devil was very excited.

"Finally stopped hiding in your turtle shell?"

"Die!"

At this moment.

Yan Shaozhe, who was observing from the shadows, was very alarmed. This was his newly accepted disciple; he hoped she wouldn't accidentally break the disciple Elder Xuan had taken in. If that happened, it would be hard to explain.

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

The flame she-devil threw a heavy, flame-imbued punch toward Yue Ling.

But by now, Yue Ling had successfully charged his attack!

He slowly opened his golden eyes, as if a monarch had descended, pressing down on her until her spirit trembled.

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

The two fists were about to collide, but in the eyes of the flame she-devil, this punch was immense, and she felt like an ant; it was completely beyond what she could block!

Her fighting spirit plummeted under the mental onslaught, and her flames became sparse and weak.

Just as this strike was about to land, Yan Shaozhe chose to intervene.