The Eldest Young Master's Strength Must Be Unfathomable-Show Us What You've Got!
On the training ground.
The sun shone brightly.
Every student in the Second-Level Class had arrived.
The so-called Practical Class
was mainly about learning how Soul Masters used and controlled their Martial Souls, and how they unleashed 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."
"Next comes the combat sparring portion of Practical Class."
"Pair up however you like. Stop before anyone gets hurt. Begin."
At the mention of sparring, every student in the Second-Level Class lit up.
Then every gaze turned toward Qian Renchuan and his two companions.
None of them looked friendly.
Sure enough,
Huyan Ye, the class monitor, stepped forward.
"Instructor Chen, we've got new classmates today!"
"Why don't we let them show us what they can do first?"
"That way, we'll get to know their fighting styles and have a better idea of how 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 Innate Soul Power at level twenty-five, the Eldest Young Master's strength must be unfathomable. Show us what you've got!"
"Come on, Eldest Young Master. Don't hold back!"
Qian Renxue's face darkened at their words.
She knew they were targeting the three of them—or rather, Qian Renchuan in particular.
They were deliberately looking for trouble.
But when she turned around,
she saw Qian Renchuan swaying at the back of the crowd, looking as though he was still half asleep.
Anger surged through Qian Renxue.
"What a useless fool!"
"They're openly provoking him, 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 really have nothing better to do."
"Evil Soul Masters 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 to play your childish games."
As Instructor Chen listened to the students,
he found himself in a difficult position.
All three newcomers were the Pope's children. Targeting them this blatantly was going too far.
If anything happened, he would be held responsible.
But his superiors had specifically instructed him to put them in their place as much as possible, provided their safety was assured.
Especially Qian Renchuan.
His Holiness the Pope had personally requested it.
So Instructor Chen gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Very well. Since everyone wants to see it, the new students can go first."
With that,
Instructor Chen fixed his gaze on Qian Renchuan.
"Qian Renchuan, you can demonstrate first."
Only then did Qian Renchuan seem to come around.
He rubbed his eyes
and gave a huge yawn.
"Huh? Class is over?"
"Then I'm going back to the dorm to sleep!"
He turned and walked away without a moment's 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 playing dumb so he can slip away?"
"Class just started and he already wants to leave. Looks like the rumors were true!"
Huyan Ye laughed loudest of all. He cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted after him.
"Eldest Young Master, class isn't over. It's starting!"
"Everyone wants to see what you can do!"
"Why are you running away?"
"Class isn't over?"
Qian Renchuan stopped and gave them an exasperated look.
"Demonstrate what?"
"What's there to show?"
"You just want to see my Twin Martial Souls, don't you?"
"You brats are no fun. I'm going back to catch up on sleep."
The students' faces darkened.
They wanted to test his strength and watch him make a fool of himself, not just see his Twin Martial Souls!
Besides, they were only around ten years old.
They had little patience to begin with, and Qian Renchuan's words instantly infuriated them.
Huyan Ye was no exception.
He dropped all pretense and said coldly,
"Eldest Young Master, I'm Huyan Ye, monitor of the Second-Level Class and a member of the Elephant Armor Sect!"
"I'm about as strong as you—a level twenty-five Soul Grandmaster. I challenge you!"
The entire training ground fell silent.
Everyone watched Qian Renchuan, waiting for his answer.
Qian Renchuan only looked exasperated.
"You're challenging me?"
"Are you serious? I don't even have a Soul Ring. You have Soul Rings, and you're challenging someone who doesn't? Aren't you embarrassed?"
Huyan Ye sneered.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me the Pope's eldest son is afraid."
"You've slept all morning, Eldest Young Master. Time to stretch your legs."
"Don't worry, though. I'll go easy on you. I promise I won't hurt you."
Qian Renchuan's expression darkened.
By bringing up Spirit Hall, the boy had made it clear that Qian Renchuan now represented it.
He was forcing Qian Renchuan to fight.
But if Huyan Ye wanted to bring trouble on himself, that was his own fault.
Did he really think Qian Renchuan couldn't beat him just because he had no Soul Rings?
Thanks to the tenfold feedback Huo Yuhao and Qian Renxue had provided lately, Qian Renchuan's mental strength and physical power far exceeded those of others at his level.
If they fought, there was no telling who would come off worse.
"Fine."
"Let's get this over with. I still need to go back to sleep."
Everyone froze when Qian Renchuan actually accepted.
For a moment, they were stunned.
But they soon decided he was just putting on a brave face.
How could someone without a single Soul Ring beat Huyan Ye, a level twenty-five Soul Grandmaster?
Huyan Ye sneered again.
"Good. You've got guts, Eldest Young Master. 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, and a thick, diamond-sheened layer formed over his skin.
Two yellow Hundred-Year Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet and circled his body.
The students around them gasped and began talking excitedly.
"Look! It's the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul!"
"The Elephant Armor Sect's inherited Martial Soul really 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. His family put a lot of effort into getting him those two Hundred-Year Soul Rings."
"The Eldest Young Master doesn't even have a Soul Ring. He's done for. One blow will probably knock him flat."
Huyan Ye listened to them with a smug grin.
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
and perhaps humiliated at will
filled Qian Renxue with anger and frustration.