Chapter 18: Method of Soul Ring Dissolution

"Finally found you, little brother Yun Tian," Jiang Nannan said with a light laugh as she came to Su Yun Tian's side.

Although Su Yun Tian didn't know why Jiang Nannan had come looking for him, he was still happy to chat with the beautiful girl.

"What's up, senior Nannan? I'm currently preparing for the elimination round!"

"Well, I only came here because I heard about you and wanted to see you, and I also have to thank you for saving me last time." Jiang Nannan tossed her hair, her cheeks flushing pink; this was her first time initiating a conversation with a boy.

Ever since Su Yun Tian saved her, that handsome face bathed in holy light could not be erased from her mind.

"Just a trivial favor, senior, no need to dwell on it." Su Yun Tian waved his hand casually.

Wang Dong, standing nearby, watched Jiang Nannan with eyes full of caution.

Watching the two chat merrily, he felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

"Damn, that fox spirit actually wants an old bull to eat tender grass!"

At this moment, Jiang Nannan also noticed Wang Dong's displeased expression.

"Huh, this must be your companion, right?"

"Yes, his name is Wang Dong," Su Yun Tian introduced, his mind briefly startled by Wang Dong's odd expression.

That girl—jealous?

"Alright, alright, stop showing off your affection! The competition starts now." Wang Dong said sourly, grabbing Su Yun Tian's hand and briskly walking away.

The words "show off affection" echoed in Jiang Nannan's mind, instantly reddening her pretty face; no one knew what she was thinking.

Upon arriving at the testing area, Su Yun Tian noticed many silhouettes on the stands.

Among them were a few old acquaintances: the dean of the Soul Guidance Department, Yan Shaozhe, the teaching director Du Weilun, and his own class advisor, Mu Jin.

Moreover, there was an elderly man, with Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun standing on either side, looking like a student.

The old man had white hair and beard, wearing a somewhat tattered white robe.

He held a gourd in his left hand and a chicken leg in his right, devouring it heartily; the sticky oil made his beard glisten, but he didn't care at all.

"Looks like that old man is the 98th‑level Taotie Douluo, Xuanzi, I guess," Su Yun Tian thought to himself.

It seems he came specifically to watch me.

"The 32‑to‑16 tournament officially begins, first match: Freshman Class 2 Xie Huan Yue Team versus Freshman Class 2 Su Yuntian Team!"

At that moment, the proctor's voice rang out, and Su Yun Tian hadn't expected to encounter his own class's team so soon.

But on second thought it made sense; after all, Class 2 has the highest overall strength, so later opponents would likely also be from Class 2.

I have to admit, Xie Huan Yue is truly hefty; he's a full 1.7 meters tall, and when he takes a step, Su Yun Tian actually feels the ground tremble.

The fatty flesh on his face jiggles with his body; if it weren't for the rule that Shrek freshmen can't be older than 12, Su Yun Tian wouldn't believe this guy is only 12—he looks like a walking meatball.

Su Yun Tian didn't know the two people beside him either, after all they were just one‑time cannon fodder.

"Both sides, state your names, prepare for the match," the proctor said in a deep voice.

"My name is Xie Huan Yue."

"Luo Tianlong."

"Luo Tianba."

The two names were very similar, looking about seventy percent alike; they were probably brothers.

"Su Yun Tian."

"Wang Dong."

As the proctor announced the start, the 32‑to‑16 match officially began.

Xie Huan Yue didn't hesitate; his martial soul instantly possessed him, and his height suddenly exceeded 1.9 meters!

His skin turned dark, and he strode forward, charging at Su Yun Tian and the others.

"Getting hit by this guy would be disastrous!" Wang Dong's eyelid twitched as he said.

Luo Tianba and Luo Tianlong did not unleash their martial souls; instead they hid behind Xie Huan Yue and also rushed forward.

As they were about to close in, Xie Huan Yue's legs suddenly powered up, and under everyone's astonished gaze, he leapt more than ten meters high!

On the stands, Old Xuan's eyes lit up; he wiped the oil from his mouth and said, "This Xie Huan Yue is interesting; despite his bulky body, his agility is still quite high."

"Indeed, Old Xuan, Xie Huan Yue's martial soul is the Pipi Elephant, which has high defense and inherently strong elasticity.

So far, no one has ever broken through its defense.

And despite his young age, he has already reached the Soul Elder rank, making him a rare prodigy."

Listening to Yan Shaozhe's endless praise, Old Xuan took another sip of wine before slowly saying, "Hmm… indeed impressive, but it looks like they'll have to stop here, right."

Yan Shaozhe gave no reply, but nodded; he also didn't think the Xie Huan Yue team could defeat Su Yun Tian.

Behind them, Mu Jin heard this and felt delighted.

Su Yun Tian was her most promising student, so receiving such praise naturally made her happy.

Perhaps she could leverage Su Yun Tian to be promoted to senior teacher!

On the field, after Xie Huan Yue leapt, he resembled a small mountain, rapidly descending to crush down.

"Not good, dodge quickly!" Wang Dong shouted, his wings unfurling behind him as he rose into the air.

Su Yun Tian did the same.

He didn't think he could withstand that blow; even if he could, it would be unnecessary.

After being possessed by the Six-winged Angel, Su Yun Tian's speed increased dramatically; he planned to use his aerial advantage to defeat Xie Huan Yue.

At the same time, on the arms of Luo Tianba and Luo Tianlong behind them, a pair of silver‑white mantis blades suddenly sprouted.

"You go handle those two Luos, I'll hold back Xie Huan Yue," Su Yun Tian ordered.

"Alright!" Wang Dong nodded, instantly activating his winged cleaver.

"Let's try the Soul Ring Dissolution Method!" Su Yun Tian thought, and a violet soul ring suddenly appeared behind him.

Upon closer inspection, the center of the soul ring continuously emitted violet light clusters that merged into Su Yun Tian's body.

He could also feel that a special energy had appeared inside his body.

"What is this?" Yan Shaozhe on stage cried out in surprise.

"It's probably some secret technique, or maybe an innate soul skill; after all, this kind of martial soul, the Six-winged Angel, has disappeared for ten thousand years, and we don't understand it either." Xuan Lao remained calm, speaking lightly, showing no emotion.

Su Yun Tian didn't choose to absorb too much, after all there's still a match this afternoon; if the first soul ring really becomes unusable, he'd have nowhere to cry.

After the energy surged into his body, a mighty momentum instantly swept the whole arena, filling the entire venue with a sacred aura.

"His strength seems to have increased again!"

Yan Shaozhe let out a surprised cry.

Su Yun Tian made a grasping motion with his right hand, and the Angel's Holy Sword appeared in his grasp, a sacred aura washing over him.

"Good sword!" Su Yun Tian shouted inwardly as he stroked the Angel's Holy Sword in his hand.

Thereafter, he gripped the sword and charged toward Xie Huan Yue.

Feeling the terrifying energy emanating from the Angel's Holy Sword, the flesh on Xie Huan Yue's face twitched instantly.

Even if it isn't a true divine artifact, the trace of divine power it carries is not something ordinary people can withstand.

Under the enhancement of the Angel's Sword Technique, Xie Huan Yue couldn't resist at all, only able to leap again to increase distance.

(End of chapter)