Unlimited Combat Training

The combat training did not stay at low intensity for long.

Li Qingyue had nearly limitless powers of recovery, and his other abilities were outrageously powerful.

Even without using the Azure Longbow, his physical abilities as a Soul Master were terrifying.

What was more, Na'er stood beside him with a strange silver spear that was exceptionally effective at breaking magic and channeling Elemental Power.

With just those two working together at Second Ring Soul Power, Wu Changkong was already struggling to hold them off.

So he raised the limit on his own strength straight to the Fourth Ring.

Yet even at Fourth Ring strength, Wu Changkong still had some trouble handling them.

Thanks to his wealth of combat experience, however, he kept the students firmly under control.

But for all Li Qingyue and Na'er's individual strength, much of it came from their Martial Souls.

Their own fighting techniques, truth be told, were only average.

After all, talented as they were, they were still young and had received little systematic training.

Thus, despite their extraordinarily powerful Martial Souls, they sorely lacked combat experience.

Over the course of the session, Wu Changkong still gave them a thorough beating.

Li Qingyue did not mind.

He had come to gain combat experience, so he had no complaints even after taking several beatings.

Every time he was knocked down, he immediately used his recovery ability on himself.

His injuries healed almost in the blink of an eye.

He even took the initiative to use it on Wu Changkong once.

The effect was less dramatic on Wu Changkong than on a lower-ranked Soul Master, but it was still considerable.

By Wu Changkong's own estimate, that single recovery could fully replenish the Soul Power of anyone up to the Third Ring.

In other words, Li Qingyue's First Soul Skill could provide support across a whole realm of difference.

Even on a Third Ring Soul Master, it could produce a complete recovery.

Its effects might not remain so heaven-defying at higher levels.

But at this stage, the Soul Skill was nothing short of monstrous.

That nearly unlimited recovery had reached a heaven-defying degree.

Even Wu Changkong could not help marveling at it.

In a real Team Battle, if the opposing side could not take these children out quickly, things would be very different.

With their excellent teamwork and staying power, they could drag their enemies into utter collapse.

When both sides were evenly matched, you could give everything you had just to knock someone down.

Then, less than two seconds later, he would be back on his feet.

His injuries would be gone, and his Soul Power would be full again.

He could immediately unleash the Soul Skills he had used before, crushing the enemy a second time.

Honestly, no one could withstand that.

Even Wu Changkong felt a faint despair at the thought.

The biggest problem was that these five—or rather, the entire squad, Li Qingyue included—clearly had not yet reached Li Qingyue's limit.

What puzzled Wu Changkong even more was that Li Qingyue had never once used his Second Soul Skill.

With only his First Soul Skill, he had managed to keep up with Wu Changkong.

As for his Second Martial Soul, he had not used a single Soul Skill from it.

He had fought Wu Changkong entirely with his close-combat techniques.

And that longbow of Li Qingyue's was, in Wu Changkong's eyes, rather monstrous too.

Li Qingyue had not fought at range, but when he brought the bow into close combat, its effectiveness was astonishing.

The bow seemed capable of cutting through anything.

Even a head-on clash with Wu Changkong's Frost Sword left not a scratch on it.

Li Qingyue, however, clearly had not mastered Bow Combat Technique.

He was not adept at the various ways to wield a longbow in close combat.

If he truly mastered Bow Combat Technique, the bow's potential would become even more frightening.

He could slash with it like a short blade or thrust with it like a short spear.

Its string was razor-sharp; used properly, it could become a formidable close-combat weapon.

With the ability to fight both near and far, the boy before him had a combination of strengths that stunned even Wu Changkong.

It was almost abnormal.

After all, Wu Changkong was a Little Monster who had come out of Shrek Academy.

Among his peers, he had been a prodigy of the highest caliber.

He had reached the Soul Emperor realm in his early twenties and possessed Second-Stage Battle Armor. His talent spoke for itself.

For Li Qingyue to strike Wu Changkong as a prodigy at this age showed just how monstrous the boy was.

Even Wu Changkong could not help feeling shaken by it.

Of course, Na'er's strength had also made Wu Changkong see her in a new light.

The silver spear in her hand, in particular, was every bit as deadly as Li Qingyue's longbow.

Not only could it pierce through almost anything, it could also channel various elemental forces.

When those forces overlapped, the resulting power was terrifying.

Though the young girl was not outstanding in technique, she fought with particular ferocity.

She held nothing back, her moves broad and forceful.

Combined with her split-second judgment, that made her devastating in close combat.

Because Li Qingyue could restore them without limit, the training went on until around eight that evening.

When it ended, the group walked off the field looking fresh and invigorated.

Apart from being mentally exhausted, they could hardly have been in better physical shape.

But that mental fatigue weighed heavily on them.

Li Qingyue's ability offered some mental recovery, though its effect was clearly nowhere near as pronounced as its physical healing.

Recovering mental strength was difficult by nature.

Powerful as Li Qingyue's ability was, for now it could only restore the body rapidly.

Even so, that day's training achieved far more than ten days—or even longer—of ordinary practice.

In that one day alone, they had been knocked down dozens of times, nearly a hundred.

Most people would struggle to stand after being knocked down four or five times. Their stamina and Soul Power would be spent.

But each time they fell, they recovered quickly and threw themselves back into the fight.

As a result, their combat abilities improved enormously in just one day.

The greatest benefit, though, was how much better they had learned to work together.

Before, Zhou Changxi and Tang Wulin had not known Li Qingyue well and had even kept their distance.

After seeing his terrifying ability today, they were completely won over.

Zhou Changxi, in particular, saw the implications far more clearly than Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin was honest and straightforward, and had yet to grasp what mattered here.

Zhou Changxi knew full well that the boy before him was a rare Golden Thigh.

Used properly, an ability like limitless recovery could even save their lives at a critical moment.

If he had to choose a partner, a Super Martial Soul with powerful close- and long-range abilities would already be tempting enough.

Add a terrifying recovery Martial Soul, and if they stuck close to this leader, their future would know no bounds.

So Zhou Changxi, who had once had the temper of a little tyrant, was now thoroughly convinced.

That evening, he even volunteered to buy supper for everyone at the cafeteria.

Normally, the school did not allow food to be taken out of the cafeteria; it had to be eaten there.

But with Wu Changkong's special permission, they managed to buy supper.

They took it back to their dormitory and had a quick meal.

By the time Li Qingyue and Xie Xie returned to their room, Zhang Yangzi was already there.

Zhang Yangzi gave them an odd look when he saw them carrying supper, but said nothing.

Word of Class Five's special training had already spread through the academy.

But as strong students from Class One, Zhang Yangzi and the others thought little of it.

To them, the Class Five teacher was simply wasting his time.

They did not believe Class Five could beat Class One.

In Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi's eyes, Li Qingyue and Xie Xie were decent fighters, but nothing more.

Besides, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi still held a trump card.

Once they played it, neither Zhang Yangzi nor Wang Jinxi believed Li Qingyue's team could win.