Soul Fighting

The boy whose sore spot had been hit finally lost his temper. He stepped forward, practically shoving himself into Gongyang Mo's face, and snarled, "You've got guts! Don't leave after class! Dare to spar with me?"

Seeing the conflict escalate, Yue Ling slowly rose to his feet. A faint trace of contempt lay in his eyes as he mocked the boy.

"I'm dying of laughter. Gotten bold, have you? Picking a fight specifically with a Support Type Spirit Master—this is the Spirit Master quality you're so proud of?"

As soon as he said that, the surrounding students turned to look at the boy, their eyes full of disgust.

The boy's face flushed green and red, humiliated beyond measure.

He had never expected this handsome, striking young man to be a Support Type Spirit Master!

If he backed down now, he would never be able to hold his head up in class again.

He forced himself to turn around and glared fixedly at Yue Ling. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Then you! You're definitely not a Support Type Spirit Master, right? Dare to spar with me after class?"

Yue Ling raised an eyebrow lightly, his tone wild and arrogant. "Fine, let's fight. Who's afraid of whom? Dare to make the stakes bigger? Whoever loses withdraws from school voluntarily."

The entire place erupted in an uproar.

No one had expected their first clash to result in such a decisive wager. The classroom immediately broke into waves of jeers and cheers.

After thinking it over again and again, he finally nodded.

"Fine! I accept! Don't go begging on your knees later!"

Yue Ling merely scoffed and said nothing.

His disdainful attitude instantly enraged the boy.

"You!!"

The heavy scent of gunpowder instantly filled the entire classroom. The girls who had gathered around earlier all backed away, consciously avoiding the center of the conflict as they waited for the after-class duel.

In the last row of the classroom, Dai Yueheng lounged against his chair. He took in the entire conflict, amusement gleaming in his eyes.

Interesting.

He had already intended to observe whether these few focal figures in the class were worth recruiting.

From the moment they entered, the orange-haired youth had kept his aura restrained and concealed his strength deeply. He was definitely not someone to provoke.

He would continue watching for now and decide after seeing their true strength.

In the classroom.

The tension was currently razor-sharp, as though they would start fighting at the slightest disagreement.

At that moment, the homeroom teacher finally arrived.

Yue Ling turned his head and saw a male teacher dressed in rather formal black clothes walking in with a calm expression, as though he was accustomed to such scenes.

"Oh? There's some excitement? Perfect. You're new students—fighting is perfectly normal."

"There'll be a freshman assessment in three months. Those who fail will be expelled. Under normal circumstances, if there are problems with your conduct or studies, I can expel you too."

"As the saying goes, those who dare not cause trouble are mediocrities. This is also Shrek's ancestral rule since its founding. You two brats, come with me to the Soul Fighting District. I heard your wager just now. No need to wait until after school—we're going now. Everyone else, go watch from the stands!"

"Awesome!"

Hearing that they did not need to attend class, everyone cheered.

Gongyang Mo looked at Yue Ling with worry, but Yue Ling reassured him with a look that said, "Don't worry."

Groups of people headed toward the Soul Fighting District in the northwest. Before long, they arrived. Once everyone had taken their seats, a more outgoing student took the lead, and everyone began placing Gold Soul Coin bets.

Seeing this, more and more students gathered around the arena. Before long, someone recognized Yue Ling.

"Look! Isn't that the guy who fought Flame Maniac?"

"Huh? It really is! I didn't expect him to be a freshman!"

"Damn, he's that strong? By the way, who's Flame Maniac?"

"That red-haired female demon. She's Dean Yan's disciple, though, so her title was changed!"

"So that's how it is..."

"..."

Meanwhile, a crowd was shouting excitedly at the betting counter.

"Hmm... I'll bet ten Gold Soul Coins on that handsome guy!"

"I'll bet twenty!"

"He looks weak as hell, but appearances can be deceiving. I'll bet a hundred Gold Soul Coins on the ugly one!"

"I'll bet thirty!"

Gongyang Mo gritted his teeth at the side.

"I bet one hundred Gold Soul Coins on Yue Ling!" As soon as he said that, everyone looked at him in surprise.

Gongyang Mo sat down slowly with an expressionless face, but inwardly, he could not help praying, Little ancestor, you have to win. I've put all my spending money into this.

The homeroom teacher acted as the referee. "Release your Martial Souls!"

"Liu Tianhua, Cracked Rock Rhino Martial Soul, Level 23 Power Attack Type Battle Spirit Master!"

The moment he finished speaking, the boy could not wait to start trash-talking. "Kid, I've put up with you for a long time! I really hope you'll still be as smug as you were just now when you lose!"

Immediately afterward, a huge brown rhinoceros appeared behind Liu Tianhua. It looked exceptionally sturdy, while two yellow Spirit Rings flashed beneath his feet.

The homeroom teacher pushed up his glasses as he looked at Liu Tianhua.

The Cracked Rock Rhino—a beast Martial Soul known for decent defense and outstanding offense. If this youth was at the same level as him, he would be in for a world of pain.

At that moment, Yue Ling also summoned his Martial Soul.

"Yue Ling, Level 34 Power Attack Type Tool Soul Elder, Martial Soul: Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!"

As soon as he spoke, the phantom of an enormous golden chrysanthemum faintly emerged behind Yue Ling. In his hand was that elegant, beautiful Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

Yellow, purple, purple—three Spirit Rings slowly descended beneath his feet. The instant he summoned them, several tiny chrysanthemums even sprouted from the hard ground around him.

"Hope you can keep talking tough."

"L-Level 34? How is that possible?"

"You'll find out if you try!"

The homeroom teacher was a little dumbfounded at the side.

His second ring was absorbed beyond his level? And it could unconsciously alter the area around him? This kid not only had a powerful physique, but his Martial Soul was even more extraordinary!

He had not expected a Level 34 genius to appear in the class he was teaching! There was not even any suspense left in this match.

The students in the stands were already stunned, staring in shock at the one yellow and two purple Spirit Rings flashing beneath Yue Ling's feet.

"Damn, he's that amazing? He absorbed his second ring beyond his level? This guy really is a monster!"

"Yeah. Liu Tianhua just had to provoke him. Now he'll be heading home right after enrolling. Wonder if his parents will beat him up!"

"Still, that Martial Soul is so beautiful..."

"Beautiful doesn't mean fragile."

"Yeah..."

At the outermost edge of the stands, Dai Yueheng's eyes shone brightly.

A twelve-year-old Level 34 Soul Elder! A genius! A top-tier Martial Soul! Worth recruiting!

Realizing he had become slightly too animated, he calmed himself down a little.

No rush. Forcing things would easily make him seem like he had ulterior motives. He would wait for a chance to get acquainted with him...

In the arena.

Liu Tianhua gritted his teeth. Several beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but his mouth remained stubbornly tough.

"So what if you're a Level 34 Soul Elder? So what if your second ring is a thousand-year ring? I don't believe you can break through my defense!"

"Then come and try!"

Liu Tianhua raised both hands before his chest and shouted in a low voice, "First Soul Skill, Rock Shield! Second Soul Skill, Firm as a Rock!"

Yue Ling stared wide-eyed at Liu Tianhua, who had curled himself into a ball, then chuckled.

"What, are you a turtle or something?"

"If you've got the ability, break my defense! Otherwise, don't even think about winning!"