"Hmph! I think you guys just think those two aren't strong enough!" Qin Ming said.
The Royal Fighters fell silent upon hearing Qin Ming's words, tacitly agreeing.
Just then, Yu Tianheng, the Royal Fighters' captain who had been sitting by the stone table with his eyes closed, spoke up.
"Teacher Qin, you are our Royal Fighters' leader and also the 'second youngest' Soul Emperor. You've greatly helped our cultivation, and we respect you greatly. But that doesn't mean just anyone can join the Royal Fighters team." Qin Ming
rubbed his forehead, a slight headache in his eyes. His disciple was good in every way—brave, decisive, and thoughtful. But he was overly competitive and arrogant. His martial soul was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, known as the "Number One Beast Martial Soul in the World," and he implicitly considered himself the number one young person in the Douluo Continent.
Having calmed himself, Qin Ming turned his gaze to Zu Zong Xiao Wu and said seriously, "ZuZong, Xiao Wu, please introduce your Martial Souls and Soul Power to them."
Xiao Wu looked at ZuZong, seeking his permission, and Zu Zong nodded.
The next moment, a dazzling light shone from Xiao Wu and ZuZong, and under the faint glow, their bodies began to undergo subtle changes. A gentle aura of Soul Power rippled around their bodies. Three Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath their feet, yellow and purple, circling around them.
"ZuZong, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Control and Strong Attack Type, Level 38, Three-Ring Weapon Soul Master."
"Xiao Wu, Martial Soul: Rabbit, Strong Attack Type, Level 33, Three-Ring Battle Soul Master."
Hiss, the Royal Battle Clan members gasped.
Two Soul Masters at the age of twelve or thirteen? What a joke! When did geniuses become so worthless?
Dugu Yan couldn't help but exclaim, "How is that possible? How old are they?"
Even Yu Tianheng was speechless with shock. Twelve or thirteen years old, level thirty-eight—his pride was shattered.
Qin Ming, standing to the side, felt much better. His group of problem students always acted like they owned the place; it was time to teach them a lesson. Besides, Qin Ming himself had been like that before.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Xiao Wu's lips curled into a strange smile. She stuck out her tongue and made a face at Dugu Yan, "Hehehe, old hag, do you still dare to say that Xiao Zong and I got in through connections?"
"You—" Dugu Yan was angered by Xiao Wu, a frown forming on her forehead. But the ever-assertive Dugu Yan wouldn't easily admit defeat, saying, "Hmph! What's the use of high soul power? The key is actual combat. If you can beat me, I'll acknowledge your strength."
"Come on then, I'm not afraid of you!" Xiao Wu, provoked by Dugu Yan, immediately agreed.
Hearing Xiao Wu agree, Dugu Yan's lips curled into a slight smile, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "What an easily fooled little girl!"
Her martial soul was the Azure Phosphorous Serpent, skilled in using poison, and she belonged to the control-type soul master. In battles of the same level, apart from her boyfriend Yu Tianheng, she didn't think she would lose, especially since her opponent was a rabbit five levels lower than her.
As for that level 38 Blue Silver Grass? What was Blue Silver Grass? It was just a useless martial soul, even if cultivated to a high level, it was still a useless martial soul.
"Dugu Yan, vice captain of the Royal Fighting Team, martial soul Azure Phosphorous Serpent. Level 38 control-type battle soul master. You two, one by one, or come at me together."
As she spoke, Dugu Yan summoned her martial soul Azure Phosphorous Serpent, and three soul rings rose from her feet, circling around her body, their colors also in the optimal configuration of yellow, yellow, and purple.
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Although Xiao Wu knew her soul power was inferior to her opponent's, admitting defeat was even more impossible. She bypassed the clan leader's body and stepped forward.
Before she could finish speaking, a hand landed on his shoulder; it was the clan leader who had stopped her.
The zu zong shook his head and said, "Let me handle this! Her Azure Phosphorous Serpent is extremely venomous, and your level is far below hers; you'll get hurt."
This time, Xiao Wu, unusually, didn't complain. Instead, her face flushed crimson, and she stood frozen in place. Her mind was still replaying the zu zong words, "You'll get hurt, and that would break my heart" (the rest was just her imagination, haha).
"Damn, this old rabbit's brain's gone mad again," the zu zong thought, ignoring the "lovestruck" rabbit and fixing his gaze on Dugu Yan. He said seriously, "You're level 38, and so am I. We're both control-type Soul Masters, so this battle is fair."
Dugu Yan didn't care about the zu zong words. In her eyes, whether the opponent attacked one by one or two at once, the outcome would be the same. "Alright, in that case, let's go to that open space over there. It's more suitable for fighting there."
"Wait, I haven't finished speaking yet."
"What else is there? Say it all at once," Dugu Yan said, clearly getting impatient.
The tone shifted abruptly, and Zu Zong's lips curled into a sly smile. "But if we lose, we have to leave the Royal Fighting Team; if we win, we get nothing. That's too unfair."
"Then what do you suggest?"
"It's nothing much, it's just that the rabbit standing behind me, grinning like an idiot, needs a storage soul tool." Speaking of soul tools, Zu Zong felt a headache coming on. He hadn't managed to get any soul tools from stealing from the system over the years, and since he had his own system space, he hadn't specifically gone to buy one.
The key issue was that the old rabbit didn't have any either. Since graduation, everything had been stuffed into his possession—panties, ominous signs, etc.—causing him endless annoyance, and he'd almost lost control several times.
"You—" Dugu Yan was disgusted by Zu Zong. He wanted to get a storage soul tool for free? Although she didn't think she would lose and didn't care about a storage soul tool, she couldn't let someone take advantage of her like that.
Just then, Yu Tianheng, who had been silent all along, patted Dugu Yan on the shoulder and whispered, "Yanzi, be careful later, that person over there is not simple."
"I know, Tianheng," Dugu Yan listened to Yu Tianheng's words, but she wouldn't think highly of the zu zong because of it. In her eyes, he was just a pretty but useless vase. How powerful could Blue Silver Grass be?
Her gaze returned to the zuzong, and Dugu Yan said in a deep voice, "Alright, but if you lose, I will not only make you leave the Royal Fighting Team, but also leave the Heavenly Fighting Royal Academy."
The zu zong naturally agreed without hesitation, "Okay, no problem!"
The group moved the arena to an open space outside the bamboo forest, with Qin Ming, the leader of the Royal Fighting Team, acting as the referee.
The zu zong and Dugu Yan stood in the center of the open space, facing each other.
"Sparring between classmates should be done in moderation, so as not to hurt the harmony," Qin Ming said. He was well aware of Dugu Yan's strength; she was among the top tier of the younger generation. However, he was more curious about the zu zong's strength. Just how powerful could the Blue Silver Grass, imbued with fire attributes and described by the Education Committee member, Soul Douluo Zhilin, be, comparable to a top-grade martial soul?
(End of Chapter)