Chapter 45

Under Flender's arrangements, everyone withdrew beyond the training ground, leaving it to Bai Ye and Zhao Wuji as the site of their assessment.

"Young Master, go for it!!"

After withdrawing beyond the training ground, Qing Lin stood beneath a large tree, her delicate, pretty face full of excitement and encouragement. She raised her little hand and shouted her support for Bai Ye.

On the other side, Flender and the others showed no concern at all. Instead, they leaned close together and discussed in low voices, jokingly placing bets on how long Zhao Wuji would need to end the fight.

On the training ground, Bai Ye and Zhao Wuji had already prepared for battle.

"Kid, although I'm very displeased that you dared challenge me, Zhao Wuji, I won't take advantage of a junior like you. You can make the first move!"

Standing opposite Bai Ye with his thick arms folded, Zhao Wuji said this despite his displeasure.

But upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Bai Ye could not help grumbling inwardly.

You're just letting me attack first?

I thought you were going to say you wouldn't use your Martial Soul or soul skills against me, or that you'd suppress your strength to my level. Yet in the end, you're only letting me attack first?

You say you won't take advantage of me, but it seems you're still taking plenty of advantage!

Of course, Bai Ye only grumbled inwardly.

Since he had been the one to challenge Zhao Wuji, he naturally could not expect Zhao Wuji to refrain from using his Martial Soul and soul skills, or to suppress his cultivation.

Still, Bai Ye did not refuse Zhao Wuji's posturing. In any case, even if he told him not to, Zhao Wuji would probably still put on airs and wait for him to make the first move.

"Then Vice Dean Zhao Wuji, excuse me!"

After giving Zhao Wuji a polite yet restrained smile, Bai Ye raised a hand and summoned his God-Slaying Sword Martial Soul.

At the same time, four soul rings—yellow, black, black, black—rose one after another beneath his feet and encircled his body!

That's right! You weren't seeing things. Bai Ye's soul ring configuration was yellow, black, black, black!

After obtaining the Dragon Elephant Mountain Moving Skill from the system at the Genius Training Camp while participating in the Genius Selection Competition,

Bai Ye began cultivating the Dragon Elephant Mountain Moving Skill, and his physical condition soon reached a level comparable to that of an ordinary Spirit King. Naturally, absorbing ten-thousand-year soul rings was no problem for him.

This was also one of the reasons Spirit Hall regarded Bai Ye as the most dazzling rising star of tomorrow—not merely because of Bai Ye's astonishing "soul master cultivation talent" and heaven-defying strength.

"This... how is that possible?!!"

Because Bai Ye cultivated the Dragon Elephant Mountain Moving Skill, his physical development far surpassed that of his actual age. Thus, Flender had assumed Bai Ye to be around sixteen years old.

At around sixteen, with sufficient talent and background, some geniuses could indeed cultivate to the Soul Ancestor level.

Therefore, if Bai Ye had possessed four soul rings and the cultivation of a Soul Ancestor, Flender would not have been surprised.

But if Bai Ye had merely been an ordinary Soul Ancestor with a yellow, yellow, purple, purple soul ring configuration, Flender could naturally have remained calm.

Yet when he saw that Bai Ye's soul ring configuration was actually yellow, black, black, black, Flender completely lost his composure. His eyes widened as monstrous waves surged through his heart. He was so shocked that he could not help crying out.

Li Yusong, Lu Qibin, and Shao Xin beside Flender were likewise utterly stunned, and all cried out in shock.

Even Oscar was badly startled. His eyes went wide, and his mouth fell open.

What had he just seen? Someone at the Soul Ancestor level had a yellow, black, black, black soul ring configuration? But wasn't the optimal soul ring configuration for a Soul Ancestor only yellow, yellow, purple, purple?!

My god! What kind of monster was this?!

"You brat..."

Upon seeing Bai Ye's soul ring configuration, Zhao Wuji was also directly stunned and could not help shouting.

But before Zhao Wuji could finish speaking, Bai Ye gripped the God-Slaying Sword Martial Soul and immediately unleashed the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions movement technique. He vanished from where he stood in an instant, turning into an afterimage that shot toward Zhao Wuji.

"Not good!!"

Seeing Bai Ye suddenly vanish from his spot, moving at an astonishing speed,

Zhao Wuji was a man of experience. He instantly saw that Bai Ye's speed likely surpassed even that of an agility-type Spirit King. His pupils contracted sharply.

At the same time, a sense of danger that he had not felt for many years since leaving the world of soul masters suddenly surged up from his heart, making every hair on Zhao Wuji's body stand on end.

This immediately made Zhao Wuji realize that Bai Ye was definitely no ordinary Soul Ancestor!

Originally, Zhao Wuji had not wanted to use his Martial Soul. He wanted to crush Bai Ye directly, teach him a proper lesson, and let him know the vastness of heaven and earth. At such a young age, why was he thinking of becoming a teacher at Shrek Academy? Wouldn't it be better to obediently enroll as a student?

But now, the intense sense of danger rising in his heart and the hairs standing up all over his body from sensing a threat made Zhao Wuji realize in an instant—

If he did not use Martial Soul Possession, he might just suffer a humiliating defeat!

Thus, Zhao Wuji no longer dared to show off. With his pupils constricted, he hurriedly roared, "Great Vajra Bear, Martial Soul Possession!"

In an instant, as golden light flashed, a massive golden bear covered in golden fur appeared behind Zhao Wuji, then immediately merged into his body.

With Martial Soul Possession, Zhao Wuji's body instantly grew taller, and the muscles across his body rapidly swelled. As his hands transformed into bear paws, thick golden fur sprouted from his skin, making it seem as though Zhao Wuji had donned a suit of golden armor.

At the same time, seven soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—rose beneath Zhao Wuji's feet and circled around him, displaying the strength of a Spirit Sage.

After rapidly completing Martial Soul Possession, driven by the scalp-numbing sense of danger that made every hair on his body stand upright, Zhao Wuji immediately sidestepped to dodge.

At this point, he no longer had the leisure to posture.

He had promised to let Bai Ye attack first, but he had never promised not to dodge. So Zhao Wuji decisively moved aside.

And it was precisely because Zhao Wuji dodged.

Bai Ye's God-Slaying Sword Martial Soul, which had been slashing toward Zhao Wuji as Bai Ye darted forward at high speed using Phoenix Dance Six Illusions, narrowly missed Zhao Wuji's chest and only cut across his right arm.

Even so, as Bai Ye's figure swept past Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

After retreating to the side, Zhao Wuji immediately discovered that a wound had appeared on his shoulder. It had completely torn through the defense of his golden fur, cut deep into his flesh, and was continuously bleeding.

This greatly shocked Zhao Wuji, and his expression finally changed.