Thousand-Year Soul Ring

Huo Yuhao strolled back to the crowd with his hands in his pockets.

The entire field fell silent.

Quite a few freshmen watched his retreating back, unconsciously showing a trace of apprehension in their eyes.

They were all completely dumbfounded.

Although that white ten-year soul ring looked rather shabby, the battle had ended far too strangely.

They had not seen him unleash a soul skill, nor had they sensed any intense soul power fluctuations.

Chen Fei had only charged halfway before he seemed to be possessed, dropping to his knees and collapsing face-first onto the ground.

This kind of invisible, untouchable attack was what truly sent chills down one's spine.

Of course.

Among those present, anyone whose spiritual power fell short could not detect the existence of Mental Telekinesis at all.

Only Zhou Yi, standing some distance away, vaguely understood what had happened.

Huo Yuhao had just settled into the line.

When Wang Dong immediately leaned over.

She sized Huo Yuhao up and down, her pink-blue eyes filled with disbelief.

"Hey."

Wang Dong lowered her voice and asked, "What was that move of yours?"

"How did Chen Fei just collapse like that?"

Without waiting for Huo Yuhao's answer, she began guessing on her own.

"Could it have been some kind of concealed gravity-type soul skill?"

Other than gravity, she truly could not think of any ability that could silently pin someone straight to the ground.

Huo Yuhao glanced at her.

Then he gently shook his head.

"No comment."

Huo Yuhao said seriously, "A soul master's soul skills and trump cards are absolute secrets."

Hearing that evasive official-sounding response, Wang Dong's little face instantly fell.

Wang Dong's little face instantly fell.

She pursed her lips in irritation, then slightly raised her brow.

"Hmph."

"Being so secretive is clearly the behavior of the weak."

Wang Dong lifted her delicate chin and said proudly, "True powerhouses never fear others knowing their trump cards."

Hearing such an incredibly childish declaration,

Huo Yuhao merely laughed and did not refute her.

With this young master's innocent nature,

if she were thrown into a genuine fight to the death, she would probably get schemed to death without even knowing what had happened.

Before long,

another assessment match ended in the field.

"Next group."

Zhou Yi flipped through her record board and said coldly, "Wang Dong versus Li Ming."

Hearing her own name,

Wang Dong immediately perked up.

She abruptly turned her head and gave Huo Yuhao an extremely provocative look.

"Watch carefully with your eyes wide open."

Wang Dong raised her face and said smugly, "This young master will show you what a real soul skill looks like."

After saying that, she strode toward the center of the field.

Li Ming, her opponent, was a slightly chubby boy.

His martial soul was a unicorn boar, and his cultivation was only a pitiful Rank 16.

Compared to Rank 24 Wang Dong, the difference was enormous.

"Begin."

Zhou Yi gave the order.

An incomparably dazzling pink-blue radiance instantly erupted from Wang Dong's body.

A pair of exquisite butterfly wings unfurled behind her.

Immediately after that.

Two soul rings slowly rose from beneath Wang Dong's feet.

One yellow.

One purple.

The moment that purple thousand-year soul ring appeared, gasps of shock erupted across the field.

Most of the freshmen were stunned senseless.

Among this group of freshmen, whose highest configuration was only two yellow soul rings, the visual impact of a purple soul ring was simply overwhelming.

This was a true monster.

Li Ming on the other side was even worse off, his entire body stiffening.

Wang Dong did not waste a second.

She lightly tapped the ground with her toes, and the butterfly wings behind her suddenly beat. She shot forward like a streak of light.

Her speed was astonishing.

Li Ming did not even have time to assume a defensive stance.

Wang Dong had already arrived before him, and the century soul ring on her body suddenly lit up.

First soul skill, Sidewing Guillotine.

Relying on her formidable physical abilities, she nimbly turned in midair.

The soft edges of her butterfly wings instantly became incomparably sharp.

The next moment.

That guillotine gleaming with pink-blue light had already stopped steadily beside Li Ming's neck.

The sharp soul power made Li Ming swallow hard.

"I surrender."

Smooth, decisive hand-to-hand combat combined with her first soul skill ended the battle in an instant.

Wang Dong withdrew her martial soul.

Listening to the deliberately hushed exclamations around her, she clapped her hands in satisfaction.

Then she swaggered back to Huo Yuhao's side.

"Well?"

Wang Dong crossed her arms, smiling with a touch of smug satisfaction. "Now you've seen this young master's strength, right?"

In her mind, this terrifying setup that exceeded her level should have shocked Huo Yuhao, that little brat, at least a little.

However.

Huo Yuhao was not surprised in the slightest.

Instead, he looked at Wang Dong with a strange expression.

That gaze.

Was like he was looking at a complete idiot.

That look, as though he were looking at someone mentally deficient, instantly froze Wang Dong's smug expression.

"What kind of look is that?" She frowned.

Huo Yuhao sighed, his face full of exasperation at her failure to meet expectations.

"Let me ask you."

"Your martial soul is the Light Goddess Butterfly, right?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"So, is there really no water in your brain?"

The moment those words came out, Wang Dong was completely dumbfounded.

She had just been about to lose her temper when Huo Yuhao mercilessly cut her off.

"The Light Goddess Butterfly is obviously a top-tier elemental martial soul. You possess an extremely high affinity for the light element."

Huo Yuhao stared into her eyes, speaking rapidly.

"Since that's the case, why didn't your first soul ring improve the purity of your light element?"

"Why didn't it strengthen your control over the light element?"

"And what did you do instead?"

Huo Yuhao curled his lips and said irritably, "You chose a purely close-combat offensive soul skill like Sidewing Guillotine."

"Instead of being a proper mage, you insisted on fighting people with blades."

"Isn't that a complete waste of a precious soul ring slot?"

Wang Dong froze.

Huo Yuhao's words were like a heavy hammer smashing brutally into her head.

She opened her mouth, only to realize she could not utter a single word in rebuttal.

Because what he said made far too much sense.

When her family had helped her attach her soul rings, those two unreliable elders had never mentioned anything like this.

They had even praised her soul skill for looking especially beautiful and cool when unleashed.

Now that she thought about it.

It really did seem like a terrible waste.

Wang Dong's little face flushed bright red.

She desperately wanted to say something to save face, but she truly did not know where to begin.

Just as Wang Dong began questioning her life,

Zhou Yi's voice rang out from the front again.

"Xiao Xiao versus Zhang Tai."

As that name was called,

Xiao Xiao obediently walked out from the line.

Her opponent was a boy with a buzz cut, a Rank 19 assault-type tool martial soul master holding a heavy iron staff.

Xiao Xiao stood in place.

She extended her right hand, and black light flashed in her palm.

Immediately afterward, two dazzling soul rings, one yellow and one purple, emerged beneath her feet.

The field exploded into an uproar once more.

All the freshmen widened their eyes, their scalps tingling in shock.

They had thought it was already astonishing enough for Class One to produce one monster. Who could have expected two to appear in a row?

And one of them was such a petite-looking girl.

At that moment, the vast majority of them had already reached a conclusion.

The future Class One freshman class monitor would probably be chosen from between these two formidable people.

As for Huo Yuhao beside them, who possessed only a single ten-year soul ring,

he had long since been selectively ignored.

After all, the soul ring years were right there for all to see. An occasional bizarre performance could not sustain him forever.

Seeing the thousand-year soul ring, Zhang Tai's hand holding the staff began to tremble.

He charged forward despite himself.

Xiao Xiao's expression remained calm, and she did not even use a soul skill.

She merely gave her arm a light wave.

The black Three Lives Soul-Subduing Cauldron before her instantly split apart.

One became three.

Three enormous, heavy ancient cauldrons slammed fiercely toward Zhang Tai from the front and both sides.

This sudden encirclement completely bewildered Zhang Tai.

He did not have the slightest bit of actual combat experience.

His mind was a mess, and he had no idea which one he should strike first.

He hesitated for only a single second.

The three black cauldrons had already crushed in from three directions.

Bang!

A dull impact rang out.

Zhang Tai was firmly wedged between the three cauldrons, finding even breathing extremely difficult.

If Xiao Xiao exerted even a little more force.

He had no doubt that he would be crushed into a meat patty on the spot.

"I surrender!"

Zhang Tai threw away his iron staff and screamed in surrender.

There was no suspense.

Another utterly one-sided match.