Millennium 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 figure, their eyes unconsciously tinged with apprehension.

They were all utterly baffled.

Although that white Ten-Year Soul Ring looked rather shabby, the battle had ended far too strangely.

They had not seen him release any soul skill, nor had they sensed any intense Soul Power fluctuations.

Chen Fei had charged halfway forward, then seemed to have been possessed. With a thud, he had dropped straight to his knees and sprawled on the ground.

This kind of invisible, intangible attack was what truly made one's scalp crawl.

Of course.

No one present whose spiritual power fell short could detect the existence of Mental Telekinesis at all.

Only Zhou Yi, standing not far away, vaguely understood what had happened.

Huo Yuhao had just settled back into the line.

When Wang Dong immediately leaned over.

She looked 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?"

Before Huo Yuhao could answer, she began speculating on her own.

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

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

Huo Yuhao glanced at her.

Then he gently shook his head.

"No comment."

Huo Yuhao said solemnly, "A Soul Master's soul skill trump cards are absolute secrets."

Hearing this evasive official Taiji, Wang Dong's little face instantly fell.

Wang Dong's little face instantly fell.

She pouted in annoyance, then slightly raised her brows.

"Tch."

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

Wang Dong lifted her delicate chin and said proudly, "A true expert never fears letting others know her trump cards."

Hearing such an incredibly childish declaration,

Huo Yuhao merely laughed and did not refute her.

With this young miss's naive temperament,

if she were thrown into a real life-or-death battle, she would probably get schemed to death without even knowing what happened.

Not long after,

another round of assessments 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 instantly perked up.

She abruptly turned her head and shot Huo Yuhao a highly provocative look.

"Next, you'd better open your eyes wide and watch carefully."

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

With that, she strode to the center of the training ground.

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

His Martial Soul was a one-horned wild boar, and his cultivation was only a pitiful Level Sixteen.

Compared to Wang Dong's Level Twenty-Four, the gap was enormous.

"Begin."

Zhou Yi gave the order.

A dazzling burst of pink-blue radiance erupted from Wang Dong's body.

A pair of stunning butterfly wings unfurled behind her.

Immediately after.

Two Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath Wang Dong's feet.

One yellow.

One purple.

The moment that purple Millennium Soul Ring appeared, the entire field erupted with gasps of shock.

Most of the freshmen were dumbfounded.

Among these freshmen, whose highest configuration was only two yellow Soul Rings, the visual impact of a purple Soul Ring was simply overwhelming.

This was a real monster.

Li Ming, standing opposite her, fared even worse. His entire body stiffened.

Wang Dong did not waste a single moment.

She lightly tapped her toes against the ground. Her butterfly wings gave a fierce beat, and she shot forward like a streak of light.

Her speed was astonishing.

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

Wang Dong had already rushed in front of him, and the Centennial Soul Ring on her body suddenly lit up.

First soul skill, Sidewing Guillotine.

Relying on her formidable physical prowess, she deftly spun in midair.

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

The next moment.

That guillotine wreathed in pink-blue light had stopped steadily at Li Ming's neck.

The razor-sharp Soul Power made Li Ming swallow hard.

"I surrender."

Her clean and nimble combat technique, 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 with great satisfaction.

Then she swaggered back to Huo Yuhao's side.

"Well?"

Wang Dong crossed her arms over her chest and smiled smugly. "Now you've seen this young master's strength, right?"

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

However.

Huo Yuhao showed none of the surprise she had expected.

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 she were mentally deficient, instantly froze the pride on Wang Dong's face.

"What kind of look is that?" she asked with a frown.

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 water in your brain?"

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

She had just been about to lose her temper when Huo Yuhao ruthlessly 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 you strengthen your control over the Light Element?"

"And what did you do instead?"

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

"You had a perfectly good mage build, yet you insisted on fighting people with blades."

"Isn't that just wasting a precious Soul Ring slot for nothing?"

Wang Dong froze.

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

She opened her mouth, only to realize she could not refute a single word.

Because he made far too much sense.

When her family had added Soul Rings for her back then, those two unreliable elders had never mentioned anything like this.

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

Thinking about it now.

It really did seem like a terrible waste.

Wang Dong's little face turned bright red.

She desperately wanted to say something to save face, but she had no idea where to begin.

Just as Wang Dong began questioning her entire life,

Zhou Yi's voice came from the front again.

"Xiao Xiao versus Zhang Tai."

At the announcement of that name,

Xiao Xiao obediently stepped out from the line.

Her opponent was a boy with a crew cut, a Level Nineteen assault-type tool Martial Soul user holding a heavy iron staff.

Xiao Xiao stood where she was.

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

Immediately afterward, one yellow and one purple Soul Ring appeared beneath her feet.

The training ground erupted once more.

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

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

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

At this moment, the vast majority already had a clear idea.

The future class monitor of Freshman Class One would probably be chosen from between these two fierce figures.

As for Huo Yuhao beside them, with only a single Ten-Year Soul Ring,

they had long since selectively ignored him.

After all, the Soul Ring age was right there for all to see. An occasional bizarre performance could not carry him forever.

Seeing the Millennium 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.

The three massive, heavy ancient cauldrons charged fiercely toward Zhang Tai from the front and both sides.

This sudden encirclement left Zhang Tai utterly bewildered.

He had no actual combat experience at all.

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

He hesitated for only a second.

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

Bang!

A dull impact rang out.

Zhang Tai was pinned tightly between the three cauldrons, making even breathing incredibly difficult.

If Xiao Xiao exerted just 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 down his iron staff and cried out in surrender.

There was no suspense whatsoever.

Another utterly one-sided battle.