Old Lady Zhou Yi

After forming their team, the three of them did not rush to register. Instead, they gathered together to discuss their battle plan.

Bei Bei said, "Let's introduce our abilities first so we can make the next battle plan easier. I'll go first."

"My name is Bei Bei. My Martial Soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, and I am a level twenty-five Assault System Battle Soul Master. My first Soul Skill is Thunder Dragon Claw, and my second Soul Skill is Thunderous Force. My abilities are suited for frontal assaults."

Hearing that Bei Bei possessed level twenty-five Soul Power, Tang Ya gave him a surprised look. From his clothing, she could tell that he was a new student like her. Yet they were both new students, and his Soul Power exceeded hers by seven levels.

It had to be said, that was an enormous gap.

Tang Ya took a deep breath and said, "My name is Tang Ya. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I am a level eighteen Control System Battle Soul Master. My first Soul Skill is Blue Silver Entanglement. I can control Blue Silver Grass to bind opponents and restrict their movements."

After Tang Ya finished speaking, Lin Yan finally said, "My name is Lin Yan. I am a level thirty-two Assault System Battle Soul Elder. My Martial Soul is the Black Demon Mace, and I specialize in frontal attacks."

Tang Ya was instantly dumbfounded.

Level thirty-two?

She stared blankly at Lin Yan.

Judging by his clothes, he was clearly also a new student this year.

A level thirty-two new student?

She was only level eighteen. Did that not mean Lin Yan's Soul Power exceeded hers by a full fourteen levels?!

Bei Bei looked at Lin Yan and said, "Cousin, if we want to win this time, we'll probably have to rely on you."

Lin Yan smiled. "We can do this."

After discussing their plan, the three immediately went to register.

For the combat test, every new student only had one chance to register. If they failed, there would be no second chance.

After registering, they began choosing an opponent.

Of the six instructors, four were currently fighting. If they chose one of them, they would have to wait until that instructor's ongoing battle ended.

Lin Yan did not want that trouble. Since they were all Outer Court instructors, their strength surely could not differ too much. To Lin Yan, choosing any of them was the same.

The two idle instructors were one man and one woman.

One was built like an iron tower, standing over six feet tall, with short hair like upright steel needles. His thick arms looked even wider than Tang Ya's waist.

It was not hard to tell from his build that he had to be an Assault System Soul Master, and his Martial Soul was certainly some massive Beast Martial Soul. Otherwise, he would not have grown into such a shape.

The other was an old woman with a head full of white hair and skin wrinkled like chicken skin.

Comparing the two, who was stronger and who was weaker seemed obvious at a glance.

"You!"

Without hesitation, Lin Yan pointed at the old woman.

He would pick the soft persimmon to squeeze first. For the Soul Ascension Pill, Lin Yan did not mind being looked down upon for bullying an old woman.

The old woman looked over.

"Uh..."

Beside him, Bei Bei stared at Lin Yan in astonishment and hesitantly said, "Cousin, isn't that a bit inappropriate? How can we bully an elderly person?"

Lin Yan said indifferently, "How is this bullying an elderly person? Since she came out and stood in that circle, then we can challenge her."

"Lin Yan is right. Since she is standing in that position, it means the academy allows us to challenge her. It would not count as an unfair victory," Tang Ya said in support of Lin Yan's choice.

"Fine, then!"

Bei Bei nodded helplessly.

Seeing Lin Yan's choice, Yu Feifei finally came to her senses and hurriedly said, "Oh no, don't decide so quickly! That old woman is not someone to provoke. She is the infamous fiend of the Outer Court, Zhou Yi. Outer Court students fear her like a tiger. She is ruthless—she is not only good at physically punishing students, but sometimes even beats students she is dissatisfied with. No one in the Outer Court dares provoke her."

As soon as those words were spoken, both Bei Bei and Tang Ya looked stunned.

A huge question mark that no one else could see also appeared above Lin Yan's head.

Zhou Yi?

The freakish homeroom teacher of Huo Yuhao—the one who was clearly very beautiful but disguised herself as an old woman?

Lin Yan sized Zhou Yi up.

Zhou Yi also looked toward Lin Yan, the first person who had pointed at her. "Young man, you have no martial virtue and no respect for the old or care for the young. Fine, this old woman will teach you a lesson and make sure you remember it!"

Hearing those threatening words and recalling what Yu Feifei had just said, Bei Bei and Tang Ya could not help swallowing nervously.

"Cousin, what do you think?"

Seeing the hesitation on Bei Bei's face, Lin Yan found the situation somewhat strange, but his expression remained calm. "It's fine. There is nothing to fear. She is just an old woman. We'll proceed according to the plan we made earlier."

"Fine!"

Seeing Lin Yan insist, Bei Bei nodded, and Tang Ya nodded as well.

The three stepped forward some distance and faced Zhou Yi directly.

At the same time, a referee strode over.

"Little brats, your courage truly is commendable. Don't regret your choice later."

Zhou Yi fixed Lin Yan with a sinister gaze.

Lin Yan's expression did not change. Showing his white teeth, he smiled. "I believe I won't regret it."

Zhou Yi laughed sinisterly. "I like teaching brats like you who are arrogant and fearless because you're too young to know better!"

Lin Yan's handsome face showed a trace of speechlessness.

What kind of thing was that to say?

Had bullying new students actually given her a sense of accomplishment?

Calling her a freak really was not slander!

"Both sides, prepare yourselves. The battle is about to begin!"

The referee raised his hand.

The three immediately released their Martial Souls one after another.

A thunderclap exploded, accompanied by a deep dragon's roar. A bright light erupted from Bei Bei's forehead, spreading downward from between his brows, passing through his right shoulder and extending onto his right arm.

The next instant, his right arm abruptly transformed into a thick dragon claw.

Two yellow Spirit Rings hovered around his arm, pulsing rhythmically.

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Not bad, kid!"

Watching Bei Bei's transformation, Zhou Yi recognized his Martial Soul at a glance.

Tang Ya then released her Martial Soul.

Seeing the Blue Silver Grass in Tang Ya's palm and her single yellow Spirit Ring, Zhou Yi immediately lost her earlier surprise. Her face was calm; in her eyes, Tang Ya instantly became air that did not exist. Her true opinion could not have been more obvious. Only when Lin Yan's Martial Soul appeared did her expression change.

A one-meter-long Black Demon Mace appeared in Lin Yan's hand.

A pitch-black iron shaft, sharp cone-shaped spikes, and purple arcs of electricity flickering in and out among those spikes.

Every detail radiated extraordinariness.

Seeing Lin Yan's three Spirit Rings—one yellow and two purple—not only Zhou Yi, but everyone nearby who had never seen his Spirit Rings before was shocked.

A thousand-year second Spirit Ring?

Zhou Yi narrowed her eyes. "Not bad, kid. You really are something!"

Although she had not released her Martial Soul, an aura belonging to a Soul Emperor suddenly emerged from her body. In an instant, it made Bei Bei and Tang Ya feel as though their hearts had sunk.

Tang Ya, whose cultivation was the lowest, found her breathing becoming rapid under the pressure of a Soul Emperor's aura, her face turning slightly pale.

"Attack!"

Lin Yan's low, forceful shout jolted the two, who had been suppressed by her aura.

Having recovered, Bei Bei showed no hesitation or fear and immediately darted forward. He was a Soul Master who had experienced many battles; naturally, he could not be frightened into inaction by Zhou Yi's aura alone.

Cooperating with Lin Yan, the two attacked Zhou Yi from the left and right, forming a pincer assault.

As a Control System Soul Master, Tang Ya did not charge forward like the other two. Instead, she directly activated her first Soul Skill where she stood.

Bei Bei's dragon-claw right hand suddenly clenched into a fist. Blue-purple arcs of electricity danced over it as he punched toward Zhou Yi's left cheek.

Lin Yan swung his Black Demon Mace and viciously smashed it toward Zhou Yi's right cheek.

At the same time, a thick stalk of Blue Silver Grass suddenly grew rapidly from the ground beneath Zhou Yi's feet. Its leaves, like enormous pythons, abruptly coiled toward Zhou Yi's legs.