The Eldest Young Master Must Be Incredibly Powerful-Show Us What You've Got!

On the training ground.

The sun shone brightly.

Every student in the Second-Level Class had arrived.

Practical Class, as it was called,

mainly taught soul masters how to use and control their Martial Souls, and how to unleash their soul skills.

Qian Renchuan's Practical Class instructor was a middle-aged man surnamed Chen.

Judging by the badge on his chest, he was probably at the Soul Emperor level.

After briefly explaining the rules of Practical Class,

Instructor Chen announced what came next.

"All right, we covered enough theory this morning."

"Now it's time for combat practice."

"Pair up however you like. Stop when a winner is clear. Begin."

At the mention of combat practice, every student in the Second-Level Class lit up.

Then every gaze settled on Qian Renchuan and the other two.

None of them looked friendly.

Sure enough,

the class monitor, Huyan Ye, stepped forward.

"Instructor Chen, we've got new classmates today!"

"Why not let them show us what they can do first?"

"That way, we'll get to know their fighting styles and be able to spar with them later!"

The other students immediately joined in.

"Yeah! The Eldest Young Master has Twin Martial Souls. Let's see them!"

"Exactly! With level twenty-five Innate Soul Power, the Eldest Young Master must be incredibly powerful. Show us what you've got!"

"Come on, Eldest Young Master! Don't hold out on us!"

Qian Renxue's face darkened at their words.

She knew they were targeting the three of them—or more precisely, Qian Renchuan.

They were deliberately picking a fight.

But when she turned around,

she saw Qian Renchuan swaying at the back of the crowd, looking half-asleep.

Qian Renxue's anger flared.

What a useless fool!

They're provoking him to his face, and he can still sleep? He's going to disgrace the entire Qian Family!

Beside her, Huo Yuhao quickly took half a step back.

Instinctively, he wanted no part of this.

These brats have too much time on their hands.

Evil Soul Masters really are all the same. They love picking on anyone they think is weaker.

But that suits me fine. Go after the boss, and leave me out of it. I don't have time for your childish games.

Listening to the students,

Instructor Chen found himself in a difficult position.

All three were the Pope's children, after all. Singling them out this blatantly was risky.

If anything happened, he would be held responsible.

But his superiors had specifically told him to put the three of them in their place as much as possible, provided they stayed safe.

Especially Qian Renchuan.

His Holiness the Pope had personally requested it.

Instructor Chen gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Very well. Since everyone wants to see it, let the new students go first."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Instructor Chen looked straight at Qian Renchuan.

"Qian Renchuan, you're up."

Only then did Qian Renchuan seem to come to his senses.

He rubbed his eyes

and gave a huge yawn.

"Hm? Class is over?"

"Then I'm going back to the dorm to sleep."

With that, he turned and walked away without hesitation.

Behind him,

Instructor Chen's face went black.

The other students froze, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! The Eldest Young Master still hasn't woken up!"

"Is he scared?"

"Is he pretending to be clueless so he can sneak off?"

"He wants class to end before it's even started. Guess the rumors were true!"

Huyan Ye laughed loudest of all. He raised his voice and shouted after Qian Renchuan.

"Eldest Young Master, class isn't over! It's starting!"

"Everyone wants to see what you can do!"

"Why are you running?"

"So class isn't over."

Qian Renchuan stopped and looked at them, thoroughly exasperated.

"What am I supposed to show you?"

"What's there to show?"

"You just want to see my Twin Martial Souls, don't you?"

"You brats are no fun. I still need to catch up on sleep."

At that, everyone's faces darkened.

They wanted to test his strength and watch him make a fool of himself, not merely see his Twin Martial Souls!

Besides, these students were only around ten years old.

They had little self-control, and Qian Renchuan's words immediately infuriated them.

Huyan Ye was no exception.

He dropped all pretense and said coldly,

"Eldest Young Master, I'm Huyan Ye, the Second-Level Class monitor, and I come from the Elephant Armor Sect!"

"I'm about as strong as you—a level twenty-five Soul Grandmaster. I challenge you!"

The training ground fell silent.

Everyone watched Qian Renchuan, waiting for his response.

Qian Renchuan looked at him in disbelief.

"You're challenging me?"

"Are you serious? I don't even have a Soul Ring. You have yours, yet you're challenging someone without one? Aren't you embarrassed?"

Huyan Ye sneered.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me the Pope's eldest son is afraid?"

"You slept all morning, Eldest Young Master. It's time to stretch your legs."

"But don't worry. I'll go easy on you. I promise I won't hurt you."

Qian Renchuan's face darkened.

By bringing up Spirit Hall, Huyan Ye had made Qian Renchuan its representative in this fight.

The boy was forcing him to accept.

But if Huyan Ye was determined to ask for trouble, he had only himself to blame.

Did he really think Qian Renchuan couldn't beat him without a Soul Ring?

Thanks to the tenfold feedback Huo Yuhao and Qian Renxue had given him recently, Qian Renchuan's mental power and physical strength far surpassed those of his peers.

If they fought, there was no telling who would come off worse.

"Fine."

"Let's get it over with. I still need to go back and sleep."

Everyone froze when Qian Renchuan actually accepted.

They were stunned.

But a moment later, they decided he was putting on a brave face.

How could someone without a Soul Ring possibly beat Huyan Ye, a level twenty-five Soul Grandmaster?

Huyan Ye sneered again.

"Not bad, Eldest Young Master. You've got guts. Let's do this!"

The next moment,

Huyan Ye released his beast Martial Soul: the Diamond Mammoth!

As his Martial Soul emerged,

his body swelled. A thick, hardened layer formed over his skin, gleaming like diamond.

Two yellow century-old Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet and pulsed around him.

The surrounding students gasped and began talking excitedly.

"Look! It's the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul!"

"The Elephant Armor Sect's inherited Martial Soul lives up to its reputation. With that defense and strength, it's unbeatable at the same level."

"Huyan Ye's the strongest in our class. It took a lot of work to get those two century-old Soul Rings, too."

"The Eldest Young Master doesn't even have a Soul Ring. He's in trouble now. One move will probably knock him flat."

Hearing their praise,

Huyan Ye looked thoroughly pleased with himself.

Across from him, Qian Renchuan still stood there lazily, looking half-asleep. He had not even released his Martial Soul.

At the sight,

Qian Renxue, standing nearby, frowned deeply.

Unlike Huo Yuhao, Qian Renxue had been Spirit Hall's Saintess in her previous life. She still felt a strong sense of belonging to it.

The thought of Qian Renchuan, representing Spirit Hall, being knocked to the ground in a moment

and perhaps even humiliated at will

filled Qian Renxue with anger and frustration.