"No, impossible! What exactly did you do? How could I lose to you?" White Wolf's eyes had gone red. He had lost before he had even touched Qian Ran? How exactly had Qian Ran done it? Why did his head hurt so much?
"A loss is a loss. Don't tell me you're a sore loser. That was my self-created soul skill. As for its name, I haven't given it one yet," Qian Ran said coldly.
Qian Ran had read many fantasy novels in his previous life. Based on their descriptions, he had used his spiritual power to imitate a simple Spiritual Attack.
With spiritual power at the level of a Titled Douluo backing him up, this was not difficult for Qian Ran. It could count as an extremely crude self-created soul skill.
A self-created soul skill!
Most people did not really understand the term, but the geniuses who knew something about self-created soul skills all sucked in a breath of cold air.
Qian Ran had only just enrolled, yet he could already create his own soul skills?
What kind of monster was he?!
This was something even a Titled Douluo might not be able to accomplish. Beyond talent, it required sufficient opportunity and luck. Those capable of creating a powerful soul skill were undoubtedly peerless experts in this world.
Yet Qian Ran was merely a fellow student in Class One of the first year who had just enrolled.
They were all new students. Why did he get to be so outstanding?
White Wolf was dumbfounded too. With his family background, he naturally knew what a self-created soul skill was. This person was simply a monster. Losing to a genius who could create his own soul skills seemed only natural.
Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao... everyone in the class who knew what a self-created soul skill meant looked at Qian Ran, unusual brilliance shining in their beautiful eyes.
He was far too powerful.
A rank twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster should at least have ranked among the top ten new students.
Yet a genius like that had inexplicably collapsed without so much as touching Qian Ran.
This guy was far too formidable. No wonder Teacher Zhou Yi had valued him so highly on the first day. Now they understood why Zhou Yi's gaze had been so gentle when she looked at Qian Ran.
Everyone in Class One firmly committed Qian Ran's face to memory.
They were somewhat frightened now. Surely their classmates were not all this terrifying? If so, wouldn't they be finished in the assessment three months later?
"Why aren't you all getting out there and running? If you fail to complete the task I set, just wait to be expelled," Zhou Yi said sternly, not wanting this farce to continue.
Hearing Zhou Yi's overwhelmingly oppressive words, none of them dared argue with her again, and they hurried outside. Even Wang Dong'er was no exception.
White Wolf alone lay on the ground, and Zhou Yi called someone over to take him away.
"Was that really your self-created soul skill just now? And it should be a mental attribute self-created soul skill, shouldn't it?" Zhou Yi still found it somewhat unbelievable. In her eyes, self-created soul skills were something extremely impressive.
He already had a self-created soul skill at such a young age. What would he become?
Qian Ran's strength had already won the recognition of Class One's new students, and the vast majority of the girls in the class had a favorable impression of him.
"Is your martial soul really the Six-Winged Angel?" Even though the dean of the Martial Soul Department's inner court had told her, she still found it hard to believe. This legendary martial soul actually still existed.
"Yes." Qian Ran nodded lightly.
Zhou Yi wanted to ask what connection Qian Ran had to Spirit Hall, but she abandoned the question when it reached her lips.
Ten thousand years had already passed. Even the academy's higher-ups merely treated Qian Ran as a peerless genius. Grudges from ten thousand years ago could hardly be dragged ten thousand years into the future. If one insisted on doing so, every family and faction on the continent would be entangled in grudges.
The Martial Soul World of today needed the Six-Winged Angel's return.
"Since you can use a self-created soul skill, your spiritual power should be very high. Joining the Soul Tool Department would be a good choice too. No, wouldn't joining the Soul Tool Department waste your martial soul talent?" Zhou Yi muttered to herself along the way.
Her husband, Fan Yu, was Shrek Academy's only Level 8 Soul Engineer, and she often helped him look for talented individuals suited to researching soul tools.
Qian Ran's ability to launch a Spiritual Attack undoubtedly made him a genius with powerful spiritual power, and such a genius was undoubtedly suited to researching soul tools, which consumed vast numbers of brain cells.
But Qian Ran's martial soul was the Six-Winged Angel, and he was even someone who could create his own soul skills! The Martial Soul Department was the most suitable place for a genius like him.
Regardless, Qian Ran was practically guaranteed a future place as a core disciple-not merely a core disciple of the outer court, but one of the inner court as well.
In fact, as long as Qian Ran wanted it, the elders of the Sea God Pavilion would all entertain the thought of taking him as a disciple.
Of course, Qian Ran already had an excellent teacher in Qian Renxue. There really were not many people who could teach him now, and he would not take anyone as his master, not even if a Limit Douluo came. Unless she was a beauty-with the idea of becoming a rebellious disciple who bedded his master, he could reluctantly accept.
"Come on, let's go to the testing area and measure your physical data. The instruments there are more precise." Zhou Yi took Qian Ran by the hand and headed straight outside, arriving before an enormous building. The teaching buildings they had passed were already quite large, but they paled in comparison to the rectangular gray structure before them. This building's total area could probably rival that of the Martial Soul District's main building.
The gray building looked exceedingly solid. It was not built solely from brick and stone; many parts of its surface also gleamed with a metallic sheen. Deep rumbles constantly sounded from within, even causing slight vibrations beneath Qian Ran's feet.
A sign beside it told him where they were: the Soul Tool District.
Generally speaking, an ordinary genius could not make Shrek Academy attach such importance to them. In all these decades, Qian Ran was the first new student to be brought over for detailed testing of his Soul Master data immediately after enrolling.
"Fan Yu!" Zhou Yi shouted, immediately drawing the gazes of a group of people at the edge of the grounds.
A tall, middle-aged man among them frowned slightly and strode toward them.
The middle-aged man was about 1.8 meters tall, with very broad shoulders, and wore simple cloth clothing.
"Zhou Yi, what brings you here?" Clearly, this middle-aged man was Fan Yu. As a Level 8 Soul Engineer, Fan Yu was a treasure whom Shrek Academy valued highly.
"I came to ask to use your equipment to test my student," Zhou Yi replied with a smile.
She was in a very good mood. Their class had gained several promising seedlings this time. This fellow in particular was so monstrous that it defied reason.
"What's there to test about a new student?" Fan Yu paused, inwardly dismissive. He could sense that Qian Ran's cultivation was still only at the Soul Grandmaster level.
"His spiritual power is very strong, you know. Without releasing his martial soul, he easily defeated a Soul Elder with a Spiritual Attack," Zhou Yi said with a smile. She knew Qian Ran would definitely give Fan Yu a huge surprise shortly.
"Come with me." Fan Yu led Qian Ran and Zhou Yi to the innermost room. All manner of soul tools for testing Soul Power, the spiritual body, and physical fitness filled the room.
Although Shrek Academy's soul tools were inferior to those of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, they still had the most basic functions.
Fan Yu had Qian Ran stand on the instrument, and much of his basic data appeared on it.
"Bone age, twelve; height, 1.78 meters; weight, sixty kilograms; Soul Power, rank twenty-four; physical strength, rank forty-eight; physical resilience, rank fifty-one; soul bones, none..."
As the instrument announced the data aloud, Fan Yu was utterly dumbfounded.
These few measurements alone had already left both of them speechless.
Even Zhou Yi, who had prepared herself beforehand, sucked in a breath of cold air!
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