Battle Slot, I Want to Fight the Strongest

After the Snow Empress soul beast embryo had been transformed into Ye Fan's Soul Spirit.

Kong Deming did not plan to stay in the Undead Demiplane any longer. This time, he left the Undead Demiplane alongside Ye Fan.

Kong Deming briefly spoke with Jing Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, and the others. "Jing Hongchen, I still have matters to handle at the Consecration Hall."

"I'll leave Mingde Hall to you."

"I look forward to you leading the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy to the very pinnacle of the continent."

"Yes!"

Before his words had even faded, Jing Hongchen solemnly promised Kong Deming, "Your disciple will certainly do everything in his power to bring the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy to the pinnacle of the continent."

"Mm."

Kong Deming nodded slightly, then drifted away.

Only Jing Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, Ye Fan, and the others remained at the scene.

Jing Hongchen composed himself and said sternly to the three of them, "Xiao Xiao, Meng Meng, Xiao Fan."

"You all possess considerable cultivation now. It is time for you to represent the academy and stand at the pinnacle of the continent."

Hearing this, Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, and Ye Fan replied in unison, "Yes, Teacher!"

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Seeing that all three of them were brimming with confidence, Jing Hongchen felt deeply gratified.

Then he said to Ye Fan, "There are still more than three months until the Continental Soul Master Tournament. Your most important task now is to obtain the academy's internal qualification to compete."

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

Ye Fan was somewhat confused by Jing Hongchen's words.

"Xiao Fan, you usually seem pretty smart. Why are you being so silly now?"

Meng Hongchen picked up the conversation.

Ye Fan turned sideways and listened to what Meng Hongchen said next. "Grandpa means that you need to defeat several people the academy has already selected."

"Xiao Fan, let me tell you something else. Brother and I have already earned the qualification to represent the academy."

Immediately afterward, Meng Hongchen ran to Jing Hongchen's side in a coquettish manner, shook his arm, and said, "Grandpa, wasn't I right?"

Jing Hongchen smiled. "Meng Meng is exactly right."

"Xiao Fan, while you were in Mingde Hall these past few months, Meng Meng and Xiao Xiao successfully challenged the old team members. They have therefore earned the qualification to represent the academy."

Hearing that, Ye Fan finally understood. "Teacher, you mean I'm the only one left who isn't qualified to represent the academy."

"Mm!"

Ye Fan said helplessly, "All right."

"Teacher, then who can I challenge?"

Before Jing Hongchen could begin his introduction, Meng Hongchen had already left his side and come to Ye Fan's, patiently explaining:

"Xiao Fan, the academy currently has seven official team members."

"That includes Brother and me."

"The other five are Xiao Xiafeng, a food-system Soul King. His martial soul is a bun, and he provides the entire team with endurance, soul power replenishment, and amplification."

"Chen Fei, an agility attack-type Soul King. His martial soul is the Lightning Bird. He specializes in agility attacks, high-speed flanking raids, and is a Level-Five Soul Engineer."

"Mijia, a Level-Five Soul Engineer who specializes in agility attack and lightning soul tools, a lightning-type soul tool armor assault fighter."

"Lin Xi, a defense-type Soul King who specializes in defense and barrier-type soul tools, serving as the team's frontline shield."

"Ma Rulong, the captain, a tough vanguard assault Soul Emperor. His martial soul is the Big-Headed Spirit Ape. He is a Rank 63 assault-type battle Soul Emperor and a Level-Six Soul Engineer, the strongest member of the team and its frontline tank and assault core."

After introducing them, Meng Hongchen looked at Ye Fan, who was nearly as tall as she was, and blushed. "Xiao Fan, what do you think? Who do you plan to challenge?"

"My recommendation is Chen Fei, Mijia, or Lin Xi."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Fan's eyes burned with intensity as he said with unusual resolve, "Sister Meng Meng, I want to challenge Ma Rulong."

"What? Xiao Fan, have you gone crazy?"

"Ma Rulong is a six-ringed Soul Emperor!"

"And you're only a Soul Ancestor."

"No, no. It's far too risky."

At the same time, Xiao Hongchen could not help but frown slightly upon hearing Ye Fan's plan.

As for Jing Hongchen, he did not try to dissuade Ye Fan.

"Xiao Fan, do you want to reconsider?"

Hearing that, Ye Fan silently thought, Ever since I became a soul master, I've only been cultivating and improving. I've never had a chance to test my combat strength.

Based on his own assessment, Ye Fan's strength certainly far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul King. Therefore, there was nothing wrong with setting his opponent as Ma Rulong, a six-ringed Soul Emperor.

In the end, Ye Fan insisted, "Sister Meng Meng, Teacher, I've decided. I'll challenge Ma Rulong."

Meng Hongchen asked, "Xiao Fan, why?"

Ye Fan answered confidently, "Because I want to do it in one step. I don't want to accept anyone else's challenges afterward."

Hearing that, both Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen gaped in astonishment.

"Good!"

Jing Hongchen did not waste any words. "Then I'll arrange for you to fight tomorrow."

"Good!"

The next day, Ye Fan followed Jing Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen out of Mingde Hall and arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy's outer courtyard.

At that moment, five students with considerable cultivation were already standing in the arena.

The five stood tall in the Soul Fighting Arena, each with a distinct bearing. All of them were elites selected through layer upon layer of screening by the Sun Moon Academy.

The person on the far left was somewhat plump, with a gentle face and mild, harmless eyes. A steady, soft aura surrounded him, making him seem exceptionally approachable.

The person beside him was lean and agile, with sharp, lively eyes and an aura of extreme speed and fierce precision radiating from his entire body.

The person in the center wore specially made lightning-patterned soul tool armor. He stood straight and sharp, faint sparks of lightning flickering around him as his imposing aura cut like a blade.

One person at the side had a sturdy, steady build and a calm, solemn expression, carrying an aura as solid and dependable as a boulder.

The leader at the very front was tall and burly, with firm, powerful muscle lines and domineering, piercing eyes. The dense pressure of a six-ringed Soul Emperor swept toward them, intimidating the entire field.

Ye Fan looked over and roughly guessed, These five should be the five students participating in the Continental Soul Master Tournament.

While Ye Fan was sizing up the five of them, they were also sizing him up.

Among them, Ma Rulong's eyes were filled with anger.

Because Jing Hongchen had informed him yesterday that he would be challenged by Ye Fan.

Originally, he had thought his opponent would be a five-ringed Soul King no weaker than Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen.

Yet now, he saw that Ye Fan's cultivation was only at the level of a four-ringed Soul Ancestor.

Although he was surprised by Ye Fan's age.

It only made him feel even more humiliated.

Just as the tension between both sides grew increasingly explosive, Jing Hongchen spoke at the right moment.

"All right, everyone is here."

"Then I won't waste any more words. Ye Fan, please face Ma Rulong."

Hearing this, everyone withdrew from the arena.

They left the fighting ground to Ye Fan and Ma Rulong.

Ye Fan and Ma Rulong each walked toward opposite ends.

They stopped roughly fifty meters apart.

Ma Rulong spoke first. "Kid, I know you're the dean's disciple."

"But the Continental Soul Master Tournament concerns the academy's reputation. I will not hold back today."

Hearing this, Ye Fan smiled and replied to Ma Rulong, "I'll return those same words to you."

"For the academy's honor and for Teacher's reputation, I won't hold back either."

"Good. You've got guts."

"Likewise."

A great battle was on the verge of erupting, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

The spectators on both sides fixed their eyes on the arena and discussed the match heatedly.

"Brother, do you think Xiao Fan will win?"

"Lin Xi, how many moves do you think it'll take the boss to knock that kid Ye Fan down?"