Yu Tianheng: You Call This an Auxiliary Soul Master? Then What Am I?

The next day, in the morning.

"Little Guga and Doro are still sleeping, Lingling, let's go." Dugu Yan whispered to Ye Lingling as she saw Jiang Lan and Doro sleeping on the bed.

Ye Lingling stood at the doorway and peeked into the room.

Jiang Lan lay sprawled on the bed, the hood of her penguin onesie pulled up over her face, her belly rising and falling with her even breathing, and a suspicious, glistening mark hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Doro curled up next to him, his round body shrunk into a perfect ball, his two little hands still clutching half an uneaten Ju Zi. In his dream, he would occasionally smack his lips and make a muffled "doro~".

Last night, the human and the soul dug a tunnel for most of the night, and then spent most of the night fighting wits with Qian Renxue at the Crown Prince's Residence. When they got back, they were so tired that they didn't even take off their Penguin Suit before collapsing onto the bed and falling asleep like two dead pigs.

Ye Lingling withdrew her gaze, softly told them to sleep a little longer, and then quietly closed the door with Dugu Yan before the two of them went out together.

After leaving Honey Snow Ice City, the two traveled by carriage to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The All-Continent Soul Master Tournament All-Continent Soul Master Tournament about to begin, and they need to train hard to prepare for it.

Although they might not be able to defeat the Spirit Hall in battle, they cannot afford to lose to the Star Luo Empire.

The two arrived at the training ground, Qin Ming walked over and said, "Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, we're just missing you two. Today we're having practical training; you'll be playing against teams the school has arranged for you."

"Understood!" Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling replied in unison, and quickly walked into the training ground.

In the center of the training field, the other five members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team were already lined up.

Captain Yu Tianheng stood at the front, arms crossed, his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan uniform making him look heroic.

Behind him stood, in order, the vice-captain, the agility-type Soul Master Osler; the two brothers, the defense-type Soul Master Shi Mo; and the agility-type Soul Master Yu Feng.

With the addition of Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who had just returned to the team, all seven members of the first Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team were present.

Qin Ming stood at the front of the formation, holding a tactical board in his hand, his gaze sweeping over all the team members present. "Today's combat training will be against a Simulation combat team specially arranged by the school, composed entirely of academy teachers, with strength between level 35 and 40. Everyone, get your spirits up!"

"Yes!" the seven responded in unison, and then spread out in the formation they usually trained in. Yu Tianheng stood at the front as the main attacker, the Shi Mo and Shi Mo brothers lined up on the left and right to guard the flanks, Yu Feng and Osler roamed on both flanks ready to attack at any time, Dugu Yan was in the center to provide support, and Ye Lingling was arranged in the last row - a standard support position, with six people blocking in front of her, which should have been the safest position for the whole team.

The opposing Simulation team also entered the arena. They were all academy teachers, ranging from level 38 to level 42, which was three or four levels higher than their side on average.

Yu Tianheng took a deep breath and lowered his voice to his teammates behind him. "Proceed as we usually train. Shi Mo and Shi Mo, hold off the first wave. Yu Feng Osler, harass from the flanks. Yanzi, use poison to restrict their movement. Lingling, watch out—"

Before he could finish speaking, a slender black shadow had already swept past him.

Ye Lingling's speed was ridiculously fast, her footwork was so light that it was as if she were walking on water, and her whole body was like a leaf being swept up by a strong wind.

In an instant, he bypassed Yu Tianheng, who was preparing to charge, and rushed straight towards the seven teachers opposite him.

"Lingling, what are you doing! Come back!" Yu Tianheng's pupils shrank suddenly. He reached out to grab her, but his fingers only touched the tips of her fluttering hair.

His mind went blank.

You're a support!

Nine-Hearted Begonia!

Pure support!

Are you rushing so fast to throw flower petals at people?

He instinctively wanted to rush forward to save the person, but the next moment, he froze on the spot.

Ye Lingling had already rushed to the first teacher on the other side.

That teacher was a level 38 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master with Black Panther as his Martial Soul. His speed was among the best in his level, but his body was extremely fragile.

He was visibly taken aback when he saw that it was Ye Lingling rushing towards him.

Isn't this the Nine-Hearted Begonia that only knows how to heal?

Why did she rush over there?

He didn't remain stunned for long.

Ye Lingling's right hand, with its five fingers together, gleamed with a faint jade-like luster in the sunlight.

This is the starting Falling Flower Form of the "Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm".

With a flick of her wrist, her palm, as gentle and silent as a falling petal, bypassed his blocking arm and gently touched his chest.

The palm strike landed lightly, like a spring petal falling onto a garment.

But the expression on Teacher Black Panther's face twisted in an instant as an extremely cunning palm strike penetrated his protective Soul Power and struck straight into his chest.

He was struck as if by an invisible hammer, his feet leaving the ground as he flew backward, sliding four or five meters before coming to a stop. A clear palm print was dented in his chest, and he had completely lost the ability to fight.

One palm strike, and a level 38 Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master is eliminated.

The entire training ground fell silent for a full three seconds.

Ye Lingling did not stop.

She moved with light, graceful steps, and in a flash, she circled behind a teacher who was attempting a sneak attack from the side.

The teacher only felt a blur before his eyes, and the girl in black, who was originally three meters away, had appeared behind him, then delivered a light palm strike to the back of his neck.

His protective Soul Power was shattered like paper, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

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Dugu Yan stood behind Yu Tianheng, a meaningful smile on her lips.

She knew that Ye Lingling practiced her palm techniques in the yard before dawn every day, and that every little hole in the old locust tree was made by her palm strikes.

Yu Tianheng didn't know, Yu Feng didn't know, and everyone present who was dumbfounded didn't know.

Yu Tianheng stared at Ye Lingling, his lips trembling several times before he managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth. "You... you call this a support-type Soul Master? Then what am I?"

Ye Lingling did not answer him, because she had already moved on to her next target.

Her figure moved across the training field like a wisp of black smoke, and wherever she passed, teachers fell one by one.

Seeing that the time was right, Dugu Yan smiled slightly and snapped her fingers crisply with her right hand.

A ring of deep purple poisonous mist exploded in a fan shape centered on her, precisely bypassing Ye Lingling and her teammates, and enveloping the remaining three teachers on the opposite side.

After her Martial Soul Evolution, the concentration and range of the poisonous fog more than doubled. The three teachers, who had just been thrown into disarray by Ye Lingling's attack, had no time to defend themselves and were immediately enveloped by the poisonous fog.

Two of them immediately began coughing violently, their faces turned blue, and their Soul Power circulation completely stalled.