After Zesi finished registering, the fights in the ring had already ended.
"Very good, young man. It's rare to see someone of your level in the first year." The school team member on the stage said to Zhang Yi with a smile.
Zhang Yi's face also showed a confident expression. "So, how about joining our school team?" "I came here specifically to join the school team."
"Oh, really? Okay, go register over there. You can start as a reserve member; there will be instructors to teach you. I believe you'll become a full member very quickly." "Can't I become a full member directly? I'm open to any assessment."
"The school has its rules. Starting from the reserve team is an assessment for you. The top three in the reserve team can be promoted to full members." "Okay, I understand. I'll go register right away. Thank you, senior." Zhang Yi stepped off the stage and went to register on the other side.
"So who's next?" the senior on the stage asked the crowd below.
"Me, me, it's my turn next!" Han Li said excitedly.
"Alright, you're the one," said the senior student on Thunderbolt.
Then Han Li went up with a fluorescent sword.
This fluorescent 25-gold fencing is specifically designed for competition.
Once struck by this fluorescent sword, a fluorescent wound will appear on a person's body.
After all, it's just a competition; it's not a real fight.
"Don't you need to rest for a bit, senior?" Thunderbolt Ting asked Han Li.
"Hehe, our training is very rigorous, this kind of fight is no challenge for me, let's begin," said the senior student on the arena.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Han Li took a deep breath, then formed a Hand Seals with one hand, and a faint light emanated from his hands and feet.
"Oh, you've already managed to spread your Martial Soul power across your hands and feet. It seems your connection with your Martial Soul has reached a certain level. Quite a few promising talents have arrived this year," the senior on the arena said with a glint in his eyes.
With a "whoosh," Han Li pushed off with his feet and charged towards the senior student opposite him, wielding his long sword.
Han Li's Martial Soul is that of a ninja from the Kumogakure the Naruto World.
The ninja rank is Special Jōnin.
The ninjas of Kumogakure are skilled in close combat and use bladed swords.
Han Li was no exception.
Han Li's connection with the Martial Soul is not very strong at the moment.
He can only borrow some of the Chakra from his Martial Soul to move quickly and use some sword techniques he learned in the Naruto World to fight.
The senior student couldn't discern what kind of Martial Soul he possessed, but his entire body radiated a thick layer of brilliant light. He constantly parried and blocked Han Li's attacks, and occasionally even launched his own attacks.
Two figures were exchanging blows on the ring, the competition was fierce.
But Zesi frowned slightly.
" Zhang Xiang, how long are you going to keep playing this game?" Just then, a disdainful voice rang out.
Two fluorescent swords clashed on the arena.
" Xing Zhen." Upon seeing the person who appeared, the senior student named Zhang Xiang on the stage frowned.
At that moment, Xing Zhen suddenly appeared on the arena.
" Zhang Xiang, even though you're a junior, if you want to join our school team, you should show them how ruthless our team is. This kind of childish fighting will never get you into the first team," Xing Zhen said with a sneer.
"Team One?" Han Li asked, puzzled.
"Hehe, you kids don't know yet, do you? Our school's sports team is divided into a reserve team, a second team, and a first team. Only the official members of the first team are considered true members of the school team."
"Oh, right, even if you make it into the first team, you still won't be able to participate in the real Martial Soul Master League."
"You can't participate in the Martial Soul Master League," Han Li said in shock.
"Heh heh, don't you guys find it strange that Leize School, which is clearly only a third-rate school, is qualified to participate in the Martial Soul Master League?" Xing Zhen said with a sneer.
" Xing Zhen!" Zhang Xiang shouted, trying to stop Xing Zhen from saying anything.
"If someone wants to join the school team, they have the right to know the real situation of the school team, don't they?" Xing Zhen said, looking at Zhang Xiang with disdain.
"The reason this school was able to participate in the Martial Soul Master League is entirely because the wealthy and powerful Leize Group is behind it. It's all because the Leize Group poached many outstanding Martial Soul Masters like me from across the region with huge sums of money to form the Leize Team. Otherwise, how could you third-rate students possibly make it into the Martial Soul League?" Xing Zhen said disdainfully.
"If you want to participate in the Martial Soul League, you'll have to form a new team, enter the reserve village, and fight your way up from the reserve matches. But seeing you like this makes me anxious. If you're just playing around like this, you'll never actually participate in the Martial Soul League."
"Let me tell you what the Martial Soul League is all about today," Xing Zhen said.
After speaking, Xing Zhen vanished in a flash, reappearing in front of Han Li. Xing Zhen was radiating a dense, luminous aura, especially on his fists, where the light seemed almost tangible. "Boom!"
When Han Li saw Xing Zhen suddenly appear, he blocked with his fluorescent sword. Xing Zhen's fist struck Han Li's fluorescent sword. Han Li felt an extremely terrifying force coming at him, a force that sent Han Li flying back three meters.
"The battles between Martial Soul Masters are not like the childish games you play; this is a real life-or-death struggle." Xing Zhen caught up with Han Li at lightning speed and delivered a heavy punch to Han Li, who had just regained his footing.
"Didn't you see? Battles between Martial Soul Masters often result in serious injuries or even death." Xing Zhen's fists rained down on Han Li.
Under this frenzied barrage of punches, Han Li could only barely defend himself with his hands. " Xing Zhen!" Zhang Xiang's expression changed drastically as he shouted.
"What, Zhang Xiang, you want to fight me too? You haven't forgotten the lesson you learned last time, have you?" Xing Zhen said with a sneer.
Upon hearing Xing Zhen's words, Zhang Xiang broke out in a cold sweat, a look of struggle on his face. Seeing Zhang Xiang's struggle, Xing Zhen gave him a disdainful look, then turned back to look at Han Li.
Under Xing Zhen's frenzied attack, Han Li used his Martial Soul power to protect his hands and block Xing Zhen's fists.
However, under the current attack, Han Li's Martial Soul power has been shattered. Seeing this, Xing Zhen revealed a bloodthirsty look and was about to continue his attack when suddenly his fist stopped.
"Hey, my friend, thank you for taking care of me. But that's enough for now. If you're not satisfied, how about I join you in a fight?" Xing Zhen slowly turned his head and saw someone standing behind him. "Hehehe, who do you think I am? Why should I listen to what you say?" Xing Zhen grinned menacingly at Zesi standing behind him.
Ignoring Zesi's sudden appearance, he continued to throw his raised fist at Han Li.
A loud crash rang out.
Everyone around stared in astonishment, their mouths agape.
What did they see?
The school's Leize Team members, known for their domineering style, actually managed to send Xing Zhen, nicknamed "Bear Man," flying through the air?
It crashed heavily into the stone pillar.
He smashed the stone pillars open.
Are they dreaming?