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"S-so fast."

Zhao Youji's mind barely had time to react.

But thanks to the combat instincts he had honed over the years, his body reacted before his mind did.

He twisted his upper body slightly and brought both arms together to block the blow.

Bang!

An extraordinarily muffled impact rang out.

That massive swinging blow sent Zhao Youji staggering seven or eight meters backward.

His feet scraped a shallow trail across the ground.

Looking at his faintly trembling hands, Zhao Youji was inwardly horrified.

Was this really the kind of strength a Soul Master in his thirties should possess?

His Martial Soul was the great strength vajra bear, after all! It was renowned specifically for its strength.

Even with his Martial Soul activated, this brat had punched him back such a long way...

Although he had only been knocked so far because he had let his guard down, it still showed just how terrifying this brat was.

"Well done, brat. That punch packed a wallop. Now I'm going to get serious!"

"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!"

"Fifth Soul Skill: Gravity Compression!"

As Zhao Youji finished speaking, the second and fifth Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up.

Yang Wushuang, who had long since retreated to the side, couldn't help marveling when he saw Zhao Youji's Soul Rings light up.

"Are youngsters these days all this fierce? He forced Old Zhao to use his Soul Skills with physical strength alone."

As Zhao Youji unleashed his Soul Skills, Yang Lin felt pressure squeezing in around him.

Even his steps grew a little heavier.

"Interesting. Aren't these the same Soul Skills Zhao Wuji used ten thousand years ago?"

Yang Lin said this inwardly.

"Can't move now, can you, brat? Take a palm strike from me!"

"Second Soul Skill: Great Strength Vajra Palm!"

With that, Zhao Youji's hands transformed into the enormous paws of a vajra bear, and he leaped five meters into the air at incredible speed.

Those gigantic bear paws came crashing viciously toward the white-haired boy.

Yang Lin rotated his wrists. With Limitless, he didn't have to worry about Teacher Zhao hitting him at all.

But... merely defending would be so boring.

Still... taking this palm strike head-on would probably be quite taxing.

However lousy Teacher Zhao might be, he was still a power attack system Battle Soul Emperor, and strength was his specialty.

Not to mention that he was now using a Soul Skill.

"But... what if I land a Black Flash?"

Yang Lin activated his six eyes at maximum output, focused intensely, and coated his right hand in Soul Power.

Just as Zhao Youji's enormous bear paw was about to fall, he bent his knees slightly and sank his breath into his lower abdomen.

Then he threw his right fist with all his might, meeting the bear paw head-on!

Wave after wave of air pressure rippled out from the gap where they collided.

Black Flash!!!

A smile tugged at Yang Lin's lips. The moment he landed Black Flash, he had already won.

Under Yang Wushuang's shocked gaze, Zhao Youji went flying like a kite with its string snapped.

"Unless my eyes deceived me, Old Zhao just spat blood, didn't he?"

Yang Wushuang hurried over and caught Zhao Youji as he fell from the air.

"Holy shit, Old Yang. This guy really might be strong enough to fight five at once. He's a fucking monster!"

Blood stained the corner of Zhao Youji's mouth. His bear paws had reverted to human hands, and the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers had split open on both hands.

[Host gained Emotional Value from Zhao Youji +55]

[Host gained Emotional Value from Yang Wushuang +66]

[Host gained Emotional Value from Du Weilun +199]

[Host gained Emotional Value from Xiao Xiao +444]

Yang Lin looked toward the direction he had come from. Sure enough, a little green-haired girl was standing there.

Xiao Xiao was gazing at Yang Lin with admiration in her eyes. She had witnessed everything that had just happened.

Originally, she had also been required to work her way through the assessments from the very beginning.

But after seeing someone reveal their twin martial souls earlier, Xiao Xiao had revealed hers as well.

She had then been brought to the final stage.

"This white-haired boy is way too strong... He's not just handsome, he's incredibly powerful, too! That was a Soul Emperor!"

Had the circumstances been different, Xiao Xiao would have cried out in excitement.

Finally, someone who can cough up more Emotional Value.

Yang Lin truly felt helpless. After all that fighting, these people hadn't yielded as much Emotional Value as Xiao Xiao had the instant she arrived.

Xiao Xiao was also a major character in the original story. Although she wasn't as important as Bei Bei, she was roughly on the same level as Tang Ya.

The Emotional Value she yielded was therefore quite substantial.

"Teacher, did that punch carry enough weight? If not..."

Under everyone's bewildered gazes, Yang Lin took off his fitted black shirt.

Something was wrapped around his muscular arms, layer upon layer.

"That's Weighted Gear!!! Old Zhao, he was still wearing weights while fighting you?!"

Yang Wushuang's eyes went wide. He came within a hair of screaming.

Zhao Youji had also gotten to his feet by now, his expression darkening. This brat... No wonder both arms had hurt so much when he blocked that swinging punch. The brat had things strapped to his arms.

Yang Lin removed the weights one by one, then rolled up his trouser legs and took off all the weights strapped to his legs as well.

Yang Lin held all the weights in his hands.

"Ah, that's much more comfortable."

Yang Lin spoke with a smile.

Then he casually let go.

Boom!

Dust instantly billowed up from the spot where the weights landed.

"Teacher, is this enough?"

Before the dust had settled, the clear, bright voice unique to a young boy had already rung out.

A little while later, the dust dispersed. Everyone present looked over at once, then involuntarily drew in a sharp breath.

The once-level ground now had a sizable crater smashed into it by the Weighted Gear.

Yang Wudi and Zhao Youji exchanged looks, momentarily at a loss for how to answer.

"Agree to it!"

A strong, resonant voice rang out.

Yang Lin looked toward the voice. The man stood on the rooftop with both hands clasped behind his back.

He's even better at showing off than I am!

Yang Lin grumbled inwardly. This had to be Du Weilun.

"Yes, Director Du!"

Yang Wushuang answered.

Then he pulled Zhao Youji along to consult the three scorers below the platform.

Since Director Du Weilun had spoken, they naturally had to carry out his instructions.

Outside the assessment area, five people formed a circle.

Looking rather constipated, Zhao Youji said, "What do we do, Old Yang? Are the five of us really going to gang up on a twelve-year-old kid? If word gets out, we'll lose every scrap of face."

Yang Wushuang rolled his eyes. "As if you haven't already lost every scrap of face? He sent you flying with one punch while still wearing weights."

Then he added:

"Since Director Du told us to fight, we'll do as he says... Take this seriously. If we really capsize in the gutter, we'll be utterly disgraced."

While they were talking, Yang Lin beckoned Wu Liuqi over.

Yang Lin removed the ties holding up the three little tufts on his head.

Wu Liuqi's hair fell loose.

"Switch to your main account in a bit and fight me alongside them."

With a miserable expression, Wu Liuqi said hopelessly, "I don't want to get beaten up."

Yang Lin smacked him on the head again. "If I tell you to fight, you fight. Cut the crap."

Since his original body had spoken, Wu Liuqi could only take the Purple Battle Suit out of his Storage Ring.

He changed at lightning speed, donning the Purple Battle Suit in practically an instant.

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