A Battle Between Familiar Faces, Tang San's Peculiar Tastes

"Gaze of the Goddess of Light?" Huo Yuhao mulled over the name.

"Great. Let's use that."

When they had used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill just now, he had indeed seen dazzling light shine from the Goddess of Light's eyes. "Gaze of the Goddess of Light" fit perfectly.

Wang Dong'er froze for a moment. She hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to agree to the name she chose this time. He really was different from his previous life.

"Could you two use it again so I can see?" Xiao Xiao asked, blinking.

"Not a chance. Martial Soul Fusion consumes far too much soul power. Neither Huo Yuhao nor I has recovered ours yet."

"The elimination rounds are tomorrow. Will your soul power recover in time?"

"It'll be fine. If we work hard together tonight, we'll definitely recover," Huo Yuhao said.

Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Xiao Xiao's eyes widened. Work hard?

She seemed to have thought of something amusing again.

It wasn't just their soul power—the two had also exhausted a great deal of physical stamina.

The cafeteria had already closed by then. Fortunately, Wang Dong'er had left some food in their dorm room beforehand, or they would have been too hungry to muster the strength to cultivate.

Once they had eaten their fill, the two sat on the bed and circulated their soul power. After their Martial Soul Fusion, their soul power flowed even more smoothly. It was as though the two of them were a single person.

All sixty-four teams had assembled in the assessment area.

The first-year teachers had also come to watch. The results of this assessment affected every teacher's performance record, after all.

"Students, this morning's matches will narrow the field from sixty-four teams to thirty-two. The winners will continue competing this afternoon, while those who lose will return to class."

Anyone who had made it into the top sixty-four was no longer at risk of expulsion, regardless of what happened. Those who lost could simply return to their lessons.

"We will now assign the matchups."

Wang Dong'er and her teammates were matched against a team from Class One. This was their first time fighting students from their own class.

Under these circumstances, they certainly couldn't go easy on their opponents just because they were classmates.

The three gave it their all and quickly finished the battle.

As they walked out of the assessment area, Xiao Xiao said with a relaxed expression, "It feels like hardly anyone can stand up to us. Maybe we really can win the championship."

"Of course. Winning the championship was our goal from the start. With Yuhao's and my Martial Soul Fusion Skill, nobody at our level is a match for us."

"Ah, I really hope we run into a strong opponent soon. I want to see your Martial Soul Fusion Skill so badly."

Xiao Xiao's eyes brimmed with anticipation.

Gaze of the Goddess of Light—the name alone made it sound like a beautiful soul skill.

Unfortunately, Xiao Xiao's wish wouldn't be so easily fulfilled. Even their opponents in the next few matches might not force them to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Before the round of thirty-two began, Zhou Yi came to see Wang Dong'er and her teammates.

"You three had better fight well in this match. You absolutely cannot lose."

"Teacher Zhou, you haven't secretly agreed to some bizarre bet, have you?" Wang Dong'er asked suspiciously.

Zhou Yi froze. She hadn't expected Wang Dong'er to guess correctly.

"Ahem. I'll be honest with you. I made a bet with Class Nine's teacher that you would win this next match. If you win, I'll give you a reward. But if you lose, don't blame me for putting you through strict training afterward."

"Don't worry, Teacher Zhou. We'll win," Huo Yuhao assured her.

"Huo Yuhao's team from Freshman Class One and Ning Tian's team from Freshman Class Nine, please take the stage."

Wang Dong'er and her teammates walked onto the Battle Platform.

The team representing Class Nine consisted of three girls.

Wang Dong'er still remembered these three girls: Ning Tian, Wu Feng, and Nanmen Yun'er.

She remembered them so clearly because they, too, had been caught up in the disaster at Qiankun Asking Love Valley.

Tang San had even turned Ning Tian into a boy outright.

Making his own daughter dress as a boy, then turning another girl into one—Wang Dong'er wondered whether Tang San had some peculiar tastes.

"Both sides, introduce yourselves," the assessment teacher called.

The three opposite them spoke first.

"Wu Feng, Freshman Class Nine. Level twenty-five Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster."

"Nanmen Yun'er. Level twenty-four Agility Attack System Soul Grandmaster."

"Ning Tian. Level thirty-one Support System Soul Elder."

Both Xiao Xiao and Huo Yuhao were somewhat surprised to hear that Ning Tian was a Soul Elder. This was their first time encountering a Soul Master above level thirty.

Anyone who could become a Soul Elder at this age truly was a genius among geniuses.

Then Wang Dong'er and her teammates announced their own strength.

"Wang Dong, Freshman Class One. Level twenty-five Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster."

"Xiao Xiao. Level twenty-three Control System Soul Grandmaster."

"Huo Yuhao. Level eighteen Control System Soul Grandmaster."

The last person on the opposing team was a Soul Elder, while the last person on their team was only level eighteen. The gap left everyone who heard it dumbstruck.

Their combined soul power levels differed by nearly twenty. How could they possibly win?

Upon hearing that Huo Yuhao was a level-eighteen Soul Master, Wu Feng curled her lip in disdain.

"Hey, are you looking down on our Yuhao?" Wang Dong'er demanded.

"That's right. A Soul Master with only level-eighteen soul power—I have no idea how he's managed to hang on this long."

"Once we knock you flat on the ground, you'll find out."

Wang Dong'er and Wu Feng locked eyes, the flames of battle burning in both their gazes.

"Both sides, ready yourselves. Begin!"

The instant the battle began, Wang Dong'er released her martial soul and charged forward.

Wu Feng charged out at the same time.

Her martial soul let out a dragon's roar, and her body rapidly grew taller and more slender. Her clothes burst apart, but the tight-fitting clothes underneath kept her covered.

Red scales could be seen growing across Wu Feng's face and arms.

Her martial soul was the Red Dragon, a top-tier martial soul.

Neither Wang Dong'er nor Wu Feng could stand the sight of the other, and they clashed fiercely.

Wang Dong'er launched a side kick at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng raised her arm to block Wang Dong'er's attack. The tremendous force drove both of them back some distance.

"Seven Treasures, Turn and Reveal Glazed Light."

A seven-colored pagoda appeared in Ning Tian's hand, radiating rainbow light.

"Seven Treasures Have Names, the first is speed!"

Two beams of yellow light landed on Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er respectively.

Wu Feng's speed immediately increased. She rushed up to Wang Dong'er and threw a punch.

With the help of Huo Yuhao's vision, Wang Dong'er dodged her attack in time.

Off to the side, a pair of wings sprouted from Nanmen Yun'er's back, and she charged toward Xiao Xiao and Huo Yuhao.

In battle, the Control System Soul Masters had to be taken out first.

But Xiao Xiao wasn't the sort of Soul Master who needed to stand still and wait for someone else to defend her.

"Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, emerge!"

The Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron collided head-on with Nanmen Yun'er.

"Cauldron's Tremor!"

The Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron released a shock wave, stunning Nanmen Yun'er.

Then Xiao Xiao directed the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron to smash into her.

"Seven Treasures Have Names, the second is dispel!"

Noticing Nanmen Yun'er's situation, Ning Tian immediately used her second soul skill.

A beam of green light landed on Nanmen Yun'er, instantly bringing her out of her stunned state.

Her wings beat rapidly. Seeing that the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron was about to strike her, Nanmen Yun'er immediately flew backward to put some distance between them.