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Chapter 49 - 51 : You said you had news about Jiang Nannan?"
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Heavenly Yin & Yang
12 January
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"So this is a summoning-type ability? Isn't it a bit… overpowered?"
Dai Yueheng stared at Su Wen as if he had just discovered a brand-new continent, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
Aside from a very small number of people—such as Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao—most of the inner courtyard disciples only knew that Su Wen's talent was terrifying, but they didn't have a clear sense of how terrifying it really was.
Today's battle had completely overturned their understanding.
"How come this Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear feels exactly like the real thing?"
Chen Zifeng walked over with great interest and reached out to touch the fur of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear—the very same one that had forced him to admit defeat.
The texture was extremely real, nothing like something condensed from soul power or created by a soul skill.
"…"
Little Jin stood there, over three meters tall, like a thick city wall.
It slowly lowered its head, looking down at Chen Zifeng, its gaze growing increasingly unfriendly.
Chen Zifeng, however, was completely unaware of the danger and even grinned.
"Little Jin!"
Su Wen called out softly.
"Roar~!"
Xiao Jin roared lowly, clearly restraining itself. A trace of helplessness flashed through its eyes as it bent its head and let out a warning roar toward Chen Zifeng.
Chen Zifeng froze in place.
Drool slid down his face.
As he wiped it away, his expression slowly turned into one of terror.
"What the hell?! This Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear is real?!"
"Nonsense."
Gongyang Mo sneered.
"You were the idiot who got so close. If Xiao Wen hadn't stopped it, half your head would've been chopped off with one claw. This thing's ferocity is famous."
Chen Zifeng looked around.
Everyone else had already taken several steps back.
Only he—this fragile sword-type soul master—had dared to touch the bear's paw.
His expression was full of disbelief, his heart in turmoil.
He swallowed hard as he met the disdainful gaze of the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.
Gongyang Mo wasn't exaggerating.
Unless you're a defensive-type soul master, very few people would dare stand that close to a soul beast. Within the same realm, a soul beast's physical body is far stronger than a human's.
Chen Zifeng's martial soul was a sword—and a flying sword at that.
His physical body was extremely fragile.
If that claw had come down, with his freshly advanced Soul King cultivation, he would have been completely finished.
"Yes, summoning-type soul masters naturally have their own way of fighting."
Su Wen smiled lightly.
"But these soul beasts aren't something I 'summon.' They're independent individuals—I just carry them with me by letting them enter these small spheres."
Once he officially entered school, his martial soul would be impossible to hide anyway.
And among inner courtyard seniors—his own people—there was no need to conceal anything.
"Absolutely insane."
Dai Yueheng walked over, eyeing the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear guarding Su Wen, his expression full of shock.
"One soul ring, one soul beast—and they even share cultivation. If this reaches Titled Douluo level, wouldn't that mean nine hundred-thousand-year soul beasts?"
"Eight."
Ma Xiaotao strutted over in high heels, looking smug.
"But beating you would still be effortless."
She casually draped her pale arm over Su Wen's shoulder, chin lifted proudly.
"This potential… it's honestly terrifying."
Chen Zifeng clicked his tongue.
If Su Wen reached the same level as him, even a single ten-thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear would crush him into pulp—let alone the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, the Wind Baboon, and…
Chen Zifeng suddenly froze.
"Wait… didn't this start as just an Ice Jade Scorpion a week ago?"
"Oh, as my strength increases, the soul beasts advance as well."
Su Wen laughed casually.
Everyone: "…"
"I'm done. I'm not playing anymore."
Yao Haoxuan's lips twitched as he turned to leave.
"Let him join the competition—he's a one-man army. Who can beat him? He's a monster!"
"Don't go."
Ling Luochen said calmly.
"Su Wen will be on our team next match."
Ma Xiaotao's pretty face stiffened instantly as she shot Ling Luochen an angry glare.
Ling Luochen's pale blue eyes met hers coldly, refusing to back down.
"Xiao Wen, come here."
Ling Luochen took Su Wen's hand and gently pulled him over.
Su Wen raised an eyebrow.
He glanced back at Ma Xiaotao, who was stomping her foot in anger, crimson eyes blazing.
Just as he was grinning—
He suddenly felt as if he had bumped into a soft wall.
Long hair brushed past his face, a faint fragrance filling his senses at close range.
"Be careful."
Ling Luochen turned back slightly, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of shyness.
She held Su Wen's slender hand tightly, refusing to let go.
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