Wang Sheng did not understand.
"Boss, why are you asking about this?"
"Obviously, to make money."
"M-Make money?!"
Wang Sheng thought he had misheard.
How were they supposed to make money at Nording Academy?
Could it be murder and robbery?
But that was simply impossible. Why did Boss make it sound so easy?
Strange, far too strange.
This was completely abnormal!
"Don't worry, I have my own methods," Jiang Nanchen said. "When the time comes, just follow my arrangements. No matter what, I won't let you suffer any losses."
Wang Sheng and the others still hesitated. "Boss, it's not that we don't trust you, but those students who aren't work-study students are proper Soul Masters!"
"I'll show you my Martial Soul myself!"
As Jiang Nanchen spoke, the phantom of a Sacred Angel appeared. A pair of pristine golden-white wings spread open behind him, and he held the Angel Sacred Sword in his right hand, exuding incomparable majesty.
Bathed in that golden light, Jiang Nanchen seemed like a god descending into the mortal world, becoming even loftier in their eyes.
"My Martial Soul is the Sacred Angel, and I have Innate Full Soul Power. Do you think I'm weak?"
At that moment, Jiang Nanchen's voice was incredibly convincing.
Wang Sheng and the rest shouted in unison, "Whatever Boss says, goes!"
Jiang Nanchen withdrew his Martial Soul. "Good. You really haven't disappointed me!"
Meanwhile, Tang San arrived at Nording Academy alone, without anyone accompanying him.
At the entrance to Nording Academy, the gatekeeper saw the recommendation letter and curled his lips into a mocking smile. "Blue Silver Grass with Innate Full Soul Power? Interesting. This world has truly gone mad. Even mere Blue Silver Grass can have Innate Full Soul Power?"
Tang San frowned. "What do you mean?"
"It doesn't mean anything. I just find it funny."
After being humiliated today, he had to find someone to vent on. He had not expected it to be someone with Innate Full Soul Power and Blue Silver Grass. Compared to the previous Sacred Angel with Innate Full Soul Power, there was simply no comparison.
Tang San's expression turned icy. In his heart, he had already sentenced this man to death.
If this man continued making things difficult for him, Tang San planned to teach him a lesson with hidden weapons.
"Wait!"
A voice suddenly rang out.
Correct time, correct place—Master Xiaogang was about to make his entrance.
Yu Xiaogang hurried over. "He has come to Nording Academy. This is not something a mere gatekeeper like you can decide."
The gatekeeper immediately said, "Master is right."
The gatekeeper held no respect whatsoever for Master Yu Xiaogang. He was nothing more than a parasite greedily enjoying himself at the academy.
"You are?" Tang San asked in confusion.
"I am Master Yu Xiaogang," Yu Xiaogang said.
Tang San put away his hidden weapons. Since this master had stepped in, there was naturally no need for him to act.
Afterward, Yu Xiaogang led Tang San into Nording Academy.
On the other side, Jiang Nanchen had already brought Wang Sheng and the others to the Spirit Arena behind the academy.
"Boss, that guy up ahead is Xiao Chenyu." Wang Sheng pointed at Xiao Chenyu on the platform.
Jiang Nanchen looked at Xiao Chenyu, the leader of the sixth years, standing on the platform.
As the city lord's son, he was definitely quite wealthy. Generally speaking, taking out a few dozen Gold Soul Coins would not be a problem.
Ordinary methods would definitely not work against Xiao Chenyu. Naturally, he had to use a tactic meant for dealing with children.
Just a little provocation would be enough to make Xiao Chenyu take the bait.
Those willing to bite would bite.
Jiang Nanchen told Wang Sheng, "Go up and praise Xiao Chenyu. Say he's very impressive, then say he's still not as impressive as the boss of our dorm."
Wang Sheng paused. Boss was using provocation. It was most effective against someone as proud as Xiao Chenyu. As expected of Boss—he really was amazing.
"Boss, leave it to me." Wang Sheng gave an OK gesture.
On the Spirit Arena platform, Xiao Chenyu was activating his wolf Martial Soul and slashing out with claw wind while his lackeys below showered him with praise.
Wang Sheng led everyone from Dorm Seven to squeeze their way to the front of the platform, clapping along with them.
"Boss Xiao's Soul Skill is truly imposing. A one-ring Soul Master really is impressive!"
Xiao Chenyu was holding his chin high in pride when Wang Sheng abruptly changed his tone.
"What a pity. He's still no match for our Dorm Seven boss."
The lackeys beside him immediately started cursing, and Xiao Chenyu's face darkened. He had run rampant through Nording Academy for years. Never had he heard of anyone daring to overshadow him. Who didn't know his father was the city lord?
"Who is your boss? Tell him to get out here and see me."
"Our boss is Jiang Nanchen. He's much stronger than you!" Wang Sheng shouted as instructed.
Xiao Chenyu laughed in fury. "I'd like to see what sort of trash he is. Lead the way."
He led several lackeys off the platform and followed Wang Sheng over aggressively.
Jiang Nanchen leaned against a tree trunk nearby. Seeing them approach, he straightened up.
"You're the boss of Dorm Seven?" Xiao Chenyu sized him up. "Do you dare fight me on the Spirit Arena platform?"
"I can fight, but there has to be a stake," Jiang Nanchen said calmly. "The loser pays thirty Gold Soul Coins. Dare to bet?"
Xiao Chenyu froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. He was a dignified one-ring Soul Master. Could he not beat a newly awakened freshman? This fellow was practically handing him money.
"What's there to be afraid of? I'm only worried you won't be able to pay if you lose."
"If I lose, I'll let you deal with me however you want." Jiang Nanchen's tone was calm. "Shall we settle it on the Spirit Arena platform?"
Xiao Chenyu raised his brows and smiled. "Sure. Have you obtained a Soul Ring yet?"
"No!" Jiang Nanchen shook his head. "I only enrolled today!"
"No Soul Ring?"
Xiao Chenyu and his two lackeys, Liu Long and Ling Feng, clutched their stomachs and burst into laughter.
"This is killing me. You don't even have a Soul Ring, and you dare challenge us?"
Xiao Chenyu swept his gaze over the surrounding crowd and laughed. "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't personally take the field. I'll let Liu Long teach you a lesson instead, so no one can say I'm bullying the weak!"
"Fine!"
Just what I wanted.
The two stepped onto the Spirit Arena platform and stood facing each other.
Liu Long gave a low shout. A long staff Martial Soul appeared in his hand, and a white Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath his feet.
"First Soul Skill, Power Staff!"
The staff's weight suddenly increased. Liu Long gripped it with both hands, kicked off the ground, and smashed it down at Jiang Nanchen's head.
Jiang Nanchen remained where he was, his gaze flickering slightly.
The next moment, the Sacred Angel Martial Soul suddenly possessed him.
Golden-white light erupted fiercely. A pair of pristine wings unfurled behind him, and a holy, majestic aura swept across the entire arena in an instant.
The commotion beneath the platform came to an abrupt stop. Everyone widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.
"An Angel Martial Soul?!"
The wild grin on Xiao Chenyu's face instantly froze. His pupils contracted sharply as he stared fixedly at the golden figure on the platform.
Liu Long also froze in place, holding his staff aloft as though he had forgotten to move.
When he came to his senses, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to unleash all his Soul Power. The long staff swept out with a howl of wind.
Jiang Nanchen lightly flapped his wings and rose into the air, effortlessly evading the attack.
He hovered in midair and clenched his right hand in empty space. An Angel Sacred Sword formed from light condensed in his grasp, its blade radiating pure golden brilliance.
Before Liu Long could change moves, Jiang Nanchen folded his wings and dove down with his sword.
The sacred sword whistled sharply through the air as it bore straight down on Liu Long.
Liu Long hurriedly raised his staff to block. With a crisp clang, the long staff was knocked straight from his grip and sent flying.
The tremendous force knocked him to the ground. His chest throbbed with pain, and blood flowed freely.
Jiang Nanchen landed smoothly, withdrew his sword, and his wings slowly faded away.
"You lost." Jiang Nanchen's tone was indifferent.
The area below the platform fell silent for a moment before erupting into a storm of shocked discussion.
Xiao Chenyu's face turned ashen. He had never imagined that a freshman who had just enrolled would awaken an Angel Martial Soul.
Jiang Nanchen raised his eyes at him. "Remember to send the thirty Gold Soul Coins to Dorm Seven."
After saying that, he turned and walked off the platform. Wang Sheng and the others immediately surrounded him, their faces full of excitement and admiration.
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