Detached Martial Souls Have No Powerhouses

"Why?"

Meanwhile, in the God Realm.

A man holding a trident frowned as he looked toward Douluo Continent.

Those two auras had clearly been about to merge, so why had they failed at the final step? The Plane Consciousness?

"It's merely the Plane Consciousness lingering on its last breath."

The man shook his head. Part of Douluo Continent's Plane Consciousness authority was already in his grasp. At most, after another ten thousand years, with him around, Douluo Continent's consciousness would eventually change hands.

After only a few glances at Douluo Continent, the man withdrew his gaze, avoiding detection by the other person.

Jiang Bai watched Golden Orb return to its original size.

"Could this guy be Douluo Continent's Plane Consciousness?"

Jiang Bai was genuinely afraid that this thing was an incarnation of the Plane Consciousness. If it really was, Tang Hao might suddenly fly out one day and give him a hammer strike.

Hmm...

He would have to be even more careful from now on.

"Sleep."

After the assessment ended, classes resumed as usual the next day.

Knock, knock, knock...

Knock, knock, knock...

Hearing the knocking, Wang Dong, who had been lying face-down, opened her eyes and pushed herself upright with the thing beneath her.

"What is this?"

Soft?

Wang Dong subconsciously pressed down a few times, only to suddenly hear a strange sound.

Looking down, she saw that she was pressing on Huo Yuhao's...

"!!"

Boom—

Standing outside the door, Jiang Bai left after hearing the noise inside. He had no desire to see the young couple emerge with their clothes in disarray.

Huo Yuhao would be fine, but if he saw Wang Dong, she might come charging at him with a blade.

In the classroom, Stone held a score sheet.

"The Freshman Assessment has completely concluded, and all the results are out."

The most outstanding team was Ning Tian's team, undefeated with a perfect record.

When they faced Zhou Yi's side this time, they certainly wouldn't let them off!

"You must work even harder in the elimination rounds. I can reveal one thing: the Freshman Tournament rewards are especially generous."

Though he didn't know the exact rewards, Stone still had access to some inside information.

Beside him, Ning Tian had been watching Jiang Bai's expression, but he didn't seem to react at all.

"You don't want the rewards?"

Ning Tian asked cautiously. Jiang Bai looked as though he didn't care in the slightest.

"Can you beat Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu? Look at their surnames," Jiang Bai said.

With the Hell White Tiger, Ning Tian's side had no chance of winning at all.

"This..."

Hearing Jiang Bai's question, Ning Tian fell silent. If it really was the Hell White Tiger, there was no way she could win. At best, she could only lose more cleanly.

After a day of classes, when Jiang Bai saw Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, he noticed their intertwined auras.

It seemed that a crucial part still hadn't fused. Something had apparently gone wrong.

Still, they should be able to use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill now.

"It's the elimination rounds, Jiang Bai. You should do your best too."

Xiao Xiao spoke. Though she wanted to defeat Jiang Bai, she still hoped to face him in the finals.

"You should watch yourselves. There are so many Soul Elders, and your team doesn't even have one."

Without a Soul Elder, the current matches would be difficult to fight.

"Hmph, I'll win."

Jiang Bai returned to his class's waiting area.

"We're fighting the Lan Sisters, the ones with the Martial Soul Fusion Skill. They might still have enough strength to use it. Do you have any ideas?"

Ning Tian asked. Normally, after using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, one needed to rest for a long time before using it again. But it was possible that their opponents still had some strength left.

"When they use it, I'll use all my strength to freeze one person's Soul Power. If one of them suffers a Soul Power backlash, that'll do it. They only have two Soul Rings, after all."

"Yes, that could work." Ning Tian nodded.

"Both sides, report your names!"

"Freshman Class Nine, Jiang Bai, Level 25 control-system Battle Soul Master."

"Freshman Class Nine, Wu Feng, Level 25 assault-system Battle Soul Master."

"Freshman Class Nine, Ning Tian, Level 31 support-system Tool Soul Elder."

"Level 31..."

Below the stage, Xiao Xiao looked at Ning Tian. She knew Jiang Bai's teammates were strong, but she hadn't expected them to be this strong. A Soul Elder.

"Brother Jiang's team is fighting Huang Chutian's team. I wonder how it'll go."

"Match, begin!"

The situation on the field changed in an instant.

Huang Chutian roared, activated his Martial Soul Possession, and lunged forward in a single stride toward Wu Feng. Behind him, the Lan Sisters' Soul Rings flashed as countless strands of hair shot toward Jiang Bai and Ning Tian.

They didn't know what Jiang Bai could do, but Ning Tian was too dangerous.

Ning Tian chanted an incantation, and two streams of light flew out and entered Jiang Bai and Wu Feng's bodies.

Looking at the hair rushing toward him, Jiang Bai suddenly thought of horror movies from his original world.

"Leave it to you."

Ning Tian spoke. She trusted Jiang Bai's strength, but she had no idea how he would block the overwhelming tide of hair.

"It's easy."

Jiang Bai clenched his empty hand, and a long spear appeared in it. It was an ordinary iron spear, but under Jiang Bai's Soul Power, its tip glinted with cold light.

The spear moved like a dragon, its sharpness fully revealed as strand after strand of hair was severed.

With Jiang Bai's chill resisting them, the Lan Sisters found it much harder to extend their hair.

Up ahead, Wu Feng was also nearly crushing Huang Chutian under Ning Tian's support.

"Damn it."

Their Soul Power levels were clearly similar, yet Wu Feng was suppressing him solely with the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's support.

He had originally intended to hold Wu Feng back while the Lan Sisters dealt with Ning Tian. It seemed he could only use the backup plan.

"Stop her!"

He called out to the Lan Sisters behind him, then directly circled around Wu Feng and charged toward Ning Tian.

"You think you can run?!"

Seeing Huang Chutian trying to flee, Wu Feng was about to rush over and stop him, but countless strands of hair surged toward her.

"Hm? Hmph!"

Her second Soul Skill, Dragon's Fury. Flames erupted from Wu Feng's body and scorched the hair black. Yet unlike when she had fought Jiang Bai, the hair kept appearing without end, leaving Wu Feng overwhelmed.

"Get off the stage!"

Huang Chutian slashed a claw at Jiang Bai, brimming with confidence. This control-system Soul Master definitely wouldn't be able to withstand this strike.

Watching Huang Chutian charge at him, Jiang Bai put away his spear.

Though Huang Chutian was puzzled, there was no turning back after drawing the bow.

The next moment, Huang Chutian only felt his vision blur before his body flew into the air. When he turned his head again, a dagger was already pressed beside his neck.

"Huang Chutian, eliminated."

The referee announced.

If Huo Yuhao had seen it, he might have thought Jiang Bai's move just now resembled Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon. But Jiang Bai could say with absolute certainty—

Was that Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon? No.

That was his dad, Tai Chi.

Jiang Bai had trained for a long time in that college PE elective.

With Huang Chutian taken out, the remaining Lan Sisters naturally couldn't escape the same fate.

"Ning Tian's team, victory!"

Hearing the referee's announcement, Wang Yan below the stage looked eagerly at the old man beside him and respectfully said, "Elder Xuan, what do you think of this student called Jiang Bai..."

"Relying on external objects, he has no future. Add in that Detached Martial Soul, and he'll only reach Soul Emperor in this lifetime."

Xuan Zi took a bite of chicken leg and spoke without restraint.

He had relied on two external objects just to defeat the team before him. That was only in the early rings; later on, even a random four-ring Soul Master could stand there and let him slash all he wanted, and he still wouldn't be able to hurt them.

Then there was the Detached Martial Soul. As everyone knew, there were currently no famous powerhouses with Detached Martial Souls.

The only powerhouse had been the great Yu Xiaogang back then.

Not only had this master cultivated gods, he had also raised his own cultivation to Titled Douluo. He truly had been a genius among geniuses.

Unfortunately, he had devoted all his energy to knowledge when he was young, and by the time he became Titled, he was already so old.

Xuan Zi had also heard that ten thousand years ago, there had been an unknown Detached Martial Soul Master with an innate Soul Power of only half a level. He had spent less than thirty years breaking through to age fifty. He had truly been a disgrace to the Soul Master world.

Aside from the master, several Detached Martial Souls had appeared throughout history, but none had become powerhouses. That proved Detached Martial Souls had no future at all.

"But..." Wang Yan wanted to say something else, but Xuan Zi interrupted him.

"I came here to see that Huo Yuhao of yours, not some Jiang Bai."

In the end, Wang Yan said nothing more and continued watching the matches.