First Match of the Points Tournament

"Let's watch the match first. I hope they can win this battle."

On the District 13 arena.

Yue Ling's team and Ling Luochen's team stood on opposite sides.

Their positioning was standard; Ma Xiaotao stood at the very front, while Gongyang Mo and Yue Ling occupied the two corners.

Yue Ling had played a trick. His martial soul was the Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum, so the enemy would surely mistake him for a control-type soul master, leading to a misjudgment.

Looking at the opposite side, their layout had clearly been discussed in advance.

Chen Zifeng stood in the front row, facing Ma Xiaotao directly, while Ling Luochen and Yao Haoxuan stayed close together. This allowed them to protect their team's support while facilitating synchronized control and attacks.

Standing opposite were Ling Luochen, Chen Zifeng, and Yao Haoxuan from Freshman Class 2.

Ling Luochen was the most eye-catching. Her figure was tall and slender, her skin snow-white, and long, jet-black hair hung over her shoulders. Her pair of ice-blue eyes were cold and detached; just looking at her made one feel a biting chill.

Chen Zifeng was lean, not as burly as Dai Yueheng, with handsome features and a cold expression. He looked difficult to deal with at a glance.

Among the three, only Yao Haoxuan looked easygoing. He smiled and waved at Gongyang Mo.

Seeing this, Gongyang Mo raised his hand in response.

Seeing that both sides were in position, Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "The assessment begins!"

As the words fell, both sides released their martial souls simultaneously.

A blooming Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum appeared in Yue Ling's hand, but the soul ring that lit up beneath his feet instantly drew everyone's attention.

"Purple! A thousand-year soul ring, second ring, a Soul Grandmaster!" Zhou Yi's pupils constricted, leaving only two words in her heart: genius!

Ma Xiaotao completed her Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul possession. The scorching flames surging around her body rushed forward, causing even Chen Zifeng to frown involuntarily.

Gongyang Mo's martial soul was the most dazzling.

Seven-Colored Dragon Wings unfolded behind his back, his long hair was dyed with iridescent light, fine white dragon scales appeared on his skin, and the phantom of a seven-colored giant dragon circled around him.

The scene was shocking; neither the opponents nor the referee, Zhou Yi, could help but be stunned. For a moment, he even stole the spotlight from Yue Ling, but no one dared to underestimate this team.

Yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings rose slowly.

The watching students quickly realized the key issue: this team consisted entirely of Soul Grandmasters!

Ling Luochen and Yao Haoxuan turned pale upon seeing the opposing lineup.

Their entire team didn't even have a single Soul Grandmaster.

The gap in soul power was immense; they could only rely on tactics and soul skills to find opportunities, lure their opponents into revealing flaws, and defeat them one by one!

Ling Luochen thought quickly: the boy with orange-gold hair held a flower, so he must be a control-type soul master. She would be the one to restrict him!

As the thought crossed her mind, Ma Xiaotao, her fists wrapped in raging fire, charged straight toward Chen Zifeng.

The great battle officially began.

"First soul skill, Sharp!"

A yellow soul ring coiled around the Soul-Chasing Sword. The blood-colored longsword's edge surged, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that pierced toward Ma Xiaotao.

Fists and sword blades collided repeatedly. Relying on the amplification of his soul skill, Chen Zifeng managed to barely stabilize the situation despite his disadvantage in soul power.

"Yao Haoxuan, help Chen Zifeng!"

"Understood! First soul skill, Battle Intent!"

Yao Haoxuan activated his martial soul, his body suddenly swelling to over four meters in height with shoulders three meters wide. His muscles bulged, his entire body was covered in thick, iron-gray keratin, and his eyes turned ghostly green, resembling a giant ape standing in the arena.

Yue Ling was slightly surprised; a beast martial soul with such fierce momentum was actually a support type.

A pale red halo enveloped Chen Zifeng and Ling Luochen. Amplified, Chen Zifeng's state was clearly agitated, and his sword speed increased by a notch.

Yue Ling stared at the two locked in combat, his heart tightening. Ma Xiaotao's soul skills were geared toward long-range attacks; fighting the blood-colored sword hand-to-hand like this was a huge disadvantage. It was truly difficult for her to act as a front-liner.

He turned and shouted: "Gongyang Mo, support Xiaotao!"

"Received!"

"First soul skill, Crimson Power! Third soul skill, Yellow Speed!"

Two layers of support halos landed on the field simultaneously, amplifying not only Yue Ling but also Ma Xiaotao. She smiled slightly, her flames becoming increasingly fierce, and her punching speed skyrocketed, leaving her locked in an inextricable fight with Chen Zifeng.

Although there was a gap in soul power between Chen Zifeng and Ma Xiaotao, they were both assault types, and their team roles were truly different. His Soul-Chasing Sword was a deep blood-red throughout, not a fiery red light, carrying a thick, bloody aura that felt like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

His own swordsmanship was also quite remarkable; even though his opponent had a clear advantage in soul power and even amplification, he could still hold his ground for a while.

"Come, come again!"

Flames rose around Ma Xiaotao as she opened her mouth to spew rolling heat waves.

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Ling Luochen's pupils shrank; they couldn't remain in a stalemate!

"First soul skill, Ice Staff! Second soul skill, Ice Shield Wall!"

An ice crystal staff took shape, and a thick ice wall rose from the ground. The scorching flames collided with the ice wall, and a large expanse of white mist instantly filled the arena.

Taking advantage of the thick fog obscuring their vision, Ling Luochen quickly condensed several ice crystals and shot them straight at Yue Ling.

Zhou Yi's heart rose to her throat. The white mist blocked their view, and the ice crystals were extremely fast, making them hard to dodge. But she had underestimated Yue Ling's vigilance and mental power.

"First soul skill, Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection."

Yue Ling whispered softly. The phantom of the Wonder-Silk Heavenly Chrysanthemum appeared behind him, and his martial soul lit up with a golden halo, a protective barrier firmly wrapping around his entire body. The incoming ice crystals smashed against the shield, failing to leave even a single crack.

Ling Luochen was filled with unwillingness, a trace of despair rising in her heart.

Damn it, they were both twelve years old, so why was his soul power level so much higher!

But she didn't intend to give up.

Yue Ling's expression was calm. He didn't look down on his opponents because of his soul power advantage, his gaze fixed firmly on Ling Luochen. Defeating the support first was their team's tactic.

"Xiaotao!"

"Got it!"

Ma Xiaotao's eyes brightened, and the Evil Fire Phoenix behind her let out a long cry. Dark red flames surged around her body, wrapping around her frame, and her eyes deepened from their original pale pink to a scarlet red.

A pair of huge phoenix fire wings extended from her back, the feathers condensed from flames with scorching red light flowing along the edges; a massive dark red phoenix phantom circled behind her.

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

"A flying soul skill! Oh no!"

"First soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

The scorching flames surged toward Ling Luochen and Yao Haoxuan. Although this strike was merely a probe, it was still not to be underestimated by them.

"Second soul skill, Ice Shield Wall!"

The high-pitched, intense flames once again created a thick white mist upon hitting the ice wall.

Yue Ling felt a sense of approval; she was worthy of being a teacher of Class 2, her team division was very precise. With Chen Zifeng's Soul-Chasing Sword as the vanguard, the support-type beast martial soul Yao Haoxuan as the auxiliary, and Ling Luochen, who used her second soul skill for protection, as the controller, they had achieved a very clever lineup.

But they were very unlucky; unfortunately, they had run into us.

The white mist permeated the arena, which became a natural sanctuary for Yue Ling and Gongyang Mo.

In this situation, Yao Haoxuan let out a roar.

"Second soul skill, Mental Shock!"

The second yellow soul ring lit up, and Yao Haoxuan let out a low growl as a circle of pale, transparent sound waves rippled outward. An invisible mental shock swept over his opponents, causing their heads to swell, their minds to tremble, and their movements to involuntarily slow down.

Yue Ling was taken aback; he could not sit idly by!