Chapter 85: with translation of chapter title

After comforting Xiao Yuan, Qian Renxue looked around and found that the leaders were actually all acquaintances.

The leader of the second-year side was Osuoluo, grandson of the fourth offering hall's Ghost Leopard Douluo, martial soul black leopard, a disciple of the Fire Leopard Sect, the lowest-ranked of the seven great sects.

His martial soul inherited the mutated black leopard martial soul of the Ghost Leopard Douluo, making it stronger and more terrifying than the original fire leopard martial soul passed down in the sect.

He is seven years old; Qian Renxue saw him once when his martial soul awakened, but their relationship was ordinary. Osuoluo has been raised by his parents in the Fire Leopard Sect since childhood, so he is not particularly close to the younger generation that constantly mingles in the Offering Hall circle.

Entering the Spirit Academy was also the Ghost Leopard Douluo's intention, so as not to let this kid leave the Offering Hall's small circle, but young people's relationships don't improve just by being close; the circle has already formed, making it hard to join in.

In the Spirit Academy, he isn't in the same year as others; it's estimated that he won't get close to the rest of the Offering Hall people, and after graduation he'll likely go to Tian Dou City, join the Imperial Fighting Team, and hang out with Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

On the third-year side, there aren't any notable figures—at least none that Qian Renxue knows.

The leader of the fourth-year side is Bai Cheng, the abandoned child of the Min clan who gave Qian Renxue those flirtatious lines; his soul power level is seventeen.

In the fifth year there is a red-haired boy Qian Renxue knows, named Rui En, grandson of the Ferocious Lion Douluo among the Spirit Hall's nine great elders; his martial soul is the Flaming Ferocious Lion. Although the Ferocious Lion Douluo belongs to the Spirit Hall, he was among the earliest elders to lean toward the Offering Hall, and Rui En has been hanging out with that small Offering Hall group since childhood.

The sixth-year Qian Feng Hua, Ling Kuang, and Tuoba Chen are old friends; Qian Feng Hua is the grandson of the seventh offering hall's Subduing Demon Douluo, Ling Kuang is the grandson of the fifth offering hall's Demon Bear Douluo, and Tuoba Chen is the grandson of the third offering hall's Holy Dragon Douluo.

These three are the same age, have the best relationship, and among them Qian Feng Hua is the strongest.

The granddaughter of the second offering hall's Golden Crocodile Douluo, Tian Yue, is one year older than them, now twelve years old; her strength is the strongest in the Offering Hall's small group aside from Qian Renxue. Qian Renxue focuses on her cultivation, transcending the three realms and not being among the five elements, so Tian Yue is the big sister of the small group.

But she just graduated from the Spirit Academy last year and has now returned to her family to cultivate blood and qi strength with her father; therefore, Ling Kuang and Tuoba Chen now regard Qian Feng Hua as their leader.

Because today's participants are the strongest geniuses of each year, soon the stands filled with many students and even teachers, all waiting to watch today's match. Jun martial soul's fame in the Spirit Academy can truly be described as thunderous, and everyone expects to see how far the first-year team can go.

Fu Fang arranged the students' viewing spots, ensuring everyone had the best view, then hurried back to Qian Renxue's group to give a few words, telling them to stay calm on stage and not panic.

The students chatted among themselves, and the teachers who came to the periphery of the match venue also gathered together.

The homeroom teacher of Class One, Sixth Year, Dong Huan, kept looking around the crowd; seeing Fu Fang speaking in the students' waiting area, his face broke into repeated cold smiles.

Fu Fang, you're just lucky to have encountered a genius beyond ordinary people; in terms of teaching ability, you're still inferior to me.

"Teacher Dong, what are you looking at?" asked Hai Yingying, the homeroom teacher of Class One, Fourth Year, puzzled.

Dong Huan said: "I'm looking for that guy Fu Fang—didn't he just get lucky running into that monster Jun martial soul? I want to see what gives Jun martial soul the ability to defeat Feng Hua today!"

Dong Huan had been holding a grudge; recall that last time Jun martial soul alone matched two top-tier beast martial soul masters in strength, yet even Ling Kuang and Tuoba Chen teaming up against him ended up at a disadvantage.

If Qian Feng Hua hadn't intervened, his sixth-year Class One would truly have become a joke! The sixth-year students he brought couldn't beat the first-years—undoubtedly a huge disgrace, which would be a major blemish on his evaluation at the academy.

Qian Feng Hua is a steady child who likes to hide his strength; even his homeroom teacher doesn't know how strong he is. If not for the last time Jun martial soul brought people to attack, he wouldn't even have known that the leader of those three great martial soul masters was Qian Feng Hua.

Speaking of which, in the two months he's been leading the sixth year, it seems he's never seen Qian Feng Hua use his martial soul; his soul power level is measured with a crystal ball, and ordinarily he just takes a silver rod from his storage ring to face opponents, never having seen him use a soul skill.

Last time, Jun martial soul seemed to be knocked out directly by his self-created soul skill, the Indomitable Staff Technique.

Hai Yingying let out a light sigh and said: "Yeah! This year's first-year class is really too strong. I think, aside from the sixth year, other years would find it tough to oppose them; even the strongest in my class, Bai Cheng, is only level seventeen now."

The Spirit Academy's principal, Yi Fu, had already walked onto the competition stage. She first nodded to the several homeroom teachers at the stage's edge, circulated her soul power, then said in a deep voice: "Today we hold the year tournament: First Year Class One versus Second Year Class One, Third Year Class One versus Fourth Year Class One, Fifth Year Class One versus Sixth Year Class One."

"The winners advance to the next round. First Year Class One, Teacher Fu, how many of you are competing today?"

Yi Fu's gaze fell on Qian Renxue's group; they had only six members, so she specifically double‑checked, really six versus seven? Fu Fang was about to speak when Jun martial soul's voice came out directly: "We're sending six fighters; six is enough."

The audience members immediately started chattering; Jun martial soul's popularity is genuine, with no pretense—after all, he's truly lively, and most people just like to watch the excitement.

Yi Fu's tone immediately rose: "Good!"

The more talented these students perform, the greater her merit in the Spirit Hall!

"The participants from the first and second years enter the field."

Jun martial soul walked in front, Xiao Yuan and Qian Renxue side by side, then Hu Liena and the three others.

On the other side, the seven students of Second Year Class One also walked up.

"I'm Osuoluo, martial soul black leopard." The boy in the middle stared at Qian Renxue with surprise, wondering how this person could be even better‑looking than him; he wanted to know Qian Renxue's name.

Like Qian Renxue, he has blond hair; now he's a pretty boy whose looks rival a girl's, and during his time at the academy he's often been bullied by Tuoba Chen for his appearance, which is why he doesn't get along with those from the Offering Hall.

"I'm Chen."

The person beside him was also introducing himself, but Jun martial soul cut him off directly.

"I have no interest in remembering the names of losers. Principal, let's start right away."

"You!" the student beside Osuoluo shouted angrily, impulsively wanting to charge forward, but Osuoluo grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back.

"What? You disagree?" Jun martial soul looked at him coldly, flexed his wrist, then tilted his head to speak to the five behind him.

"You don't need to act in this match; I alone can handle them."

"Hah, the strongest is only level fifteen at best; you're not bad, but that's all there is to it."

Jun martial soul gave Osuoluo a bland glance.

"You! Arrogant!!"

Xiao Yuan couldn't help laughing; whenever there are more people, Jun martial soul this bastard can't resist showing off, but oh well—if he still had his Phoenix Flame Sword, he definitely wouldn't let Jun martial soul have his way, but since he lacks strength now, he's just happy to lie back and win easily.

Qian Renxue nodded indifferently; if she can lie down, she will. She originally had no interest in this pretend play, but if not for fearing Bibi Dong's nagging and wanting the cheats from the two transmigrators, she wouldn't have come to this academy at all.

Yi Fu saw that even before the match began, both sides were already full of tension, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Let me emphasize: this is an internal academy match; in the competition, we stop on contact, only decide victory or defeat, and intentional harm to opponents is forbidden—otherwise the academy will impose extra penalties."

Yi Fu also felt a little resentful toward Jun martial soul; she deliberately didn't sit in a comfortable seat but came to referee, wasn't it just to feel the holy angelic light of Yue Zhengling?

Now it's fine—the captain told them not to move, but when are you ever going to stop pretending? You're pretending now! You're ruining my big plans, Jun martial soul! Oh well, at least the first-year team still has two more matches later, so we'll definitely get to see the angel martial soul.

"All right, match ready, both sides step back." Under Yi Fu's supervision, both sides retreated, opening a certain distance.

Qian Renxue's six stepped far back, letting Jun martial soul stand alone at the front.

Before leaving, Xiao Yuan muttered, "Start your bomb show."

"Begin!"

As Yi Fu's voice suddenly rang out, it instantly shattered the tense silence on the field.

Eight people instantly had their martial souls manifest; beneath each of their feet appeared a deep‑yellow soul ring, and no student at the Spirit Academy would choose a ten‑year soul ring.

Jun martial soul's eyes flashed with sharp light; his soul power surged throughout his body, white scales climbing up the white tattoos on his arms and cheeks, his golden vertical pupils glittering with a cold gleam, his whole presence exuding mighty power.

Osuoluo's change was the greatest among the seven; black soul power light flickered, his blond hair turning black, his beautiful, woman‑like face growing somewhat pallid, while his pupils became two vertical lines, his whole body brimming with imminent danger.

I want to see if you really can take on seven!

The student who had just been stopped slapped his chest with both arms; his body hair was thick, his face elongated, his lower jawbone jutted out, making him look like a gorilla.

Let you witness true power!

The deep yellow first soul ring flickered, and his fist immediately swelled.

He charged first toward Jun martial soul, his thick fist carrying soul power as he fiercely swung at Jun martial soul.

Wait, you're rushing too far ahead—everyone, come at me together!

Oslo's expression changed; he immediately activated the speed of his agility-attack martial soul to keep up—that's Jun martial soul, and these first-ring soul masters must restrain him together.

The remaining five roared and charged forward together, their figures as swift as lightning, carrying surging fury.

The roars of various beast martial souls and the students' shouts echoed throughout the Soul Fighting Arena.

The students in the stands unconsciously held their breath, eyes fixed intently on the situation on the field.

Jun martial soul remained motionless, merely coldly watching them charge forward, as if he already had the situation under control, waiting for the best moment to strike.

He silently calculated the distance of the gorilla soul master.

The light of Jun martial soul's Holy Light Kirin martial soul grew ever more dazzling as he faced the gorilla soul master's fist head-on.

Crack—

Ah! My arm!

The burly, large-built youth immediately screamed and flew out.

Eve immediately sent him out of the arena, warning Jun martial soul with a sentence: "Go easy."

Jun martial soul nodded indifferently, not expecting that the gorilla would be so useless, unable to withstand a single punch; he then flickered his form, ghostlike, rushing toward Oslo and the six others, his speed so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

Oslo and the others only felt a flash before their eyes; Jun martial soul was already close, and he fiercely threw another punch, bright power surging forth and forming a powerful shockwave.

The first to bear the brunt was Oslo; he dared not clash head-on with an assault-type soul master, quickly activating his first soul skill, Leopard Shadow Assault. Oslo's form instantly became a blurred leopard shadow; facing Jun martial soul, he had to use the attacking soul skill as a short-range movement skill, dodging the fist's light at extreme speed by shifting sideways.

Oslo looked grimly at Jun martial soul's fist light; this bright energy restrained his black panther martial soul.

Jun martial soul looked at him with disdain, his leg covered in holy white light; he pulled back his fist and followed with a side kick that struck Oslo's chest.

Oslo's black panther martial soul proved so fragile before this power that he was blasted away, slamming heavily to the ground.

The remaining five panicked, not yet reacting, when Jun martial soul turned and delivered a handsome spinning kick, imbued with powerful holy light purifying force, kicking the third person until he spat blood.

The Swift Wind Eagle soul master tried to fly up to dodge, but Jun martial soul grabbed his ankle and slammed him hard into the ground.

"Bang bang bang!" A clean, neat three-fold slam.

That Swift Wind Eagle soul master was knocked unconscious by Jun martial soul's tremendous force; Jun martial soul tilted his head, casually tossed him aside, and gave the remaining three an icy stare.

He moved his arms and said coldly, "You all better have sturdy bodies!"

The remaining three were so frightened they shuddered, "I'm not fighting."

"Me too, me too!"

"I surrender too!"

All three were terrified; is it necessary to be this fierce in a match?

Eve only then reacted, announcing: "Team battle soul, Jun martial soul wins."

The spectators at the sidelines were stunned; the entire audience fell into dead silence, only Jun martial soul's unstoppable aura raged.

Everyone stared agape; Jun martial soul is too strong—taking on seven and still this dominant.

Applause erupted at that moment; the first-year students frantically shouted Jun martial soul's name.

But Jun martial soul remained unmoved; the cheers that usually delighted him today seemed less pleasant, he turned his gaze toward Qian Renxue, his eyes burning, as if trying to convey something.

Jun martial soul's sudden decision to take on seven today wasn't just for show; he also wanted to prove himself to Yue Zhengying, to show he was qualified to help her.

Since yesterday, after learning Yue Zhengying's background, Jun martial soul has harbored an inexplicable resentment, making him unable to resist wanting to vent fully today; his craving for power is also unprecedentedly intense.

Jun martial soul is a very rational person; his cultivation path is planned quite reasonably, he seeks power but never goes crazy, learns from predecessors' teachings but does not blindly follow them.

But since yesterday, his inner feelings have suddenly become impatient; he's too weak—even if his future combat strength becomes great, he's still only a first-ring soul master; Jun martial soul, what exactly are you proud of?

What he shattered today wasn't just the second-year team, but also his own pride and complacency—these are merely children's squabbles; what he wants is the power to dominate the entire Douluo Continent, so that no one can obstruct him and Yue Zhengying being together! The angel bloodline must not fall into others' hands, but he, Jun martial soul, is a soul master of the Spirit Hall—giving him a golden-haired little angel isn't too much, is it? The more unstoppable and devastating his display, the more leverage he has in the Spirit Hall.

When the Spirit Hall seeks to bind this peerless genius, he will then make his demand, asking the Spirit Hall to betroth Ling'er to him; his martial soul is quite formidable, whether to retain the Divine Angel martial soul or the Holy Light Kirin, the Spirit Hall will not refuse! In that case, Ling'er's safety would truly be secured; as long as she stays with him, she need not live in constant anxiety; he wants to give Ling'er sufficient security—this isn't because he has designs on her body, well, he actually does have a bit of desire.

But it's not solely for his own pleasure; it's also for Ling'er's benefit!

Qian Renxue felt the heat in Jun martial soul's eyes, inevitably feeling speechless; "What are you looking at me for? This guy wouldn't be putting on a show in front of me by taking on seven, would he?" Jun martial soul left the stage with six others amid applause; the next match is third-year versus fourth-year, and they have thirty minutes to recover their soul power.

Fu Fang always stood at the entrance passage, waiting for his students to come one by one; his calm, stern face bore a faint smile.

Fu Fang did not stint on praise: "Well done, martial soul—you are simply the most monstrous, perfect soul master I've ever seen!"

Jun martial soul gave a noncommittal nod, then found some excuse to send him away: "I need to recover my soul power first."

"Right, right, right, there's another match later—you all adjust your states first, I'll leave first, you must stay calm when you go on stage." Fu Fang, uneasy, repeated it once more before leaving.

Xiao Yuan curled his lip, "You really treat us like kids?"

Hu Liena leaned against Qian Renxue, idly twirling her hair, "Bai Cheng is also fourth-year; he's basically no match for us—Jun martial soul seems like he could beat them alone; it feels like we don't even need to go up."

"That's right, martial soul is invincible."

Xie Yue glanced at Jun martial soul, wanting to speak but hesitating; he somewhat wanted to ask how Jun martial soul's physique was trained.

Qian Renxue asked Jun martial soul, "Will we have this arrangement later too? You going alone?"

Fourth-year doesn't matter, but sixth-year has three great soul masters; Qian Feng Hua and Tian Yue used to be her lab rats.

Because of some of her experiments, Qian Feng Hua can be said to have been greatly enhanced—not an ordinary genius; even without his crown, Jun martial soul going solo might not be a match for him, let alone taking on seven.

Jun martial soul fell silent for a moment, then said, "Sorry, everyone, I want to try—my physique is special; the closer my body is to its limit, the faster my strength grows; the pressure from these three great soul masters is just right for me now, so I'll leave the four first-ring ones to you—please hold them off."

"If I can't handle it, Ah Ling, and you'll back me up—I trust your strength."

On his Kirin crown are eighteen red gems, each a seal; this seal is quite strong, unlike Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon King seal—Jun martial soul's Kirin crown seal depends on bloodline concentration, and when the bloodline in his body reaches sufficient concentration, it naturally unseals.

He wants to test whether, in an extreme state, he can raise his bloodline concentration to break the seal; his martial soul is rather mystical—the higher his emotions, the greater the power he can unleash!

Qian Renxue nodded, it seemed that in the end she would have to fight Qian Gu Fenghua herself; Jun martial soul was still too weak, but she was also a little curious how far Qian Gu Fenghua had mastered the Nine Styles Indomitable Staff Technique; the path Qian Gu Fenghua and Tian Yue took could be said to have been personally planned by her.

As expected, the next match saw Bai Cheng Team from Class One, Grade Four win; his martial soul was the Sharp-tailed Swallow, but he didn't follow the pure agile path of the traditional Agile clan, instead taking the Agile Attack route, and his attack power was still decent among ordinary one-ring Soul Masters.

Then came the sixth grade's overwhelming defeat of the fifth grade; Qian Gu Fenghua stood at the rear, not lifting a finger, and the fifth-grade team was already routed, with only Rui En still holding on while the others lay on the ground.

Rui En's strength was decent; what Qian Renxue didn't expect was that he was also a two-ring Soul Master, having just broken through to two rings and deliberately kept it hidden.

Besides his homeroom teacher, no one knew; he was originally a dark horse today, but when facing a team with three Great Soul Masters, he was powerless, being crushed by Ling Kuang's Blood Demon Raging Bear martial soul.

Tuoba Chen led his men to directly clear out all the one-ring Soul Masters of the fifth grade, then brought them back to Qian Gu Fenghua's side to watch the show.

Ling Kuang's Blood Demon Raging Bear possessed him, dark red fur appeared on his body, his limbs thickened all around, his muscles bulged, his eyes glowed with a fierce blood light, but the expression on his face ruined that ferocity.

Ling Kuang curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a wicked grin: 'You kid, you're hiding pretty deep; you didn't even tell your brother Ling that you're two-ringed, asking for a beating!'

Rui En appeared relatively frail, but Flaming Fury Lion Soul Masters usually have the trait of bravery; the innate red flames of his martial soul left him with no intention to retreat.

Hmph! We are opponents, not just in this battle, but also in Xiao Xue's heart; I will not lose to you!

However, fine words were useless; in close combat, Rui En was clearly at a disadvantage, the first soul ring's Fury Lion Blazing Claw couldn't even grasp Ling Kuang's dark red fur.

The dark red fur looked slick and oily, but his flames couldn't burn it at all.

Ling Ge's skin is too thick, it can't be broken through.

Ling Kuang bullied the little follower who always trailed them, while secretly clicking his tongue, 'Good grief, another one taken down by Qian Renxue—when Xiao Xue first started, wasn't it agreed that this was just a drill? How did everyone get sucked in? Are there really this many honest kids now?'

Not good, I must go complain to Big Sister Tian Yue later; this little lion dares to steal people from Big Sister— is the Golden Crocodile King's death roll failing? He doesn't fear the proverbial 'chickens flying and eggs breaking'; is Qian Renxue someone you can peek at? Actually it's no wonder these small groups' members are all wrapped around Qian Renxue's finger— one is good-looking, sweet-spoken, and comes from a powerful, influential childhood sweetheart— who wouldn't like that? Most importantly, Qian Renxue's somewhat advanced tea arts in the Douluo Continent world are truly ahead of their time; how could a few little boys resist? Oh, and even the little girls couldn't hold out.

Every punch Ling Kuang threw carried tremendous force and gusting wind; Rui En could only barely block and dodge.

Rui En gritted his teeth, 'I can't just accept defeat like this!'

Ling Kuang pressed step by step, Rui En kept retreating, their feet leaving deep prints on the ground.

The spectators off to the side all broke out in a sweat for Rui En.

Ling Kuang's fists came at him like a raging storm; Rui En's forehead sweat dripped down, feeling unwilling, his second soul ring lit up, Lion's Roar Shockwave.

A red lion's head appeared on his body, the lion opened its bloody maw and let out a fierce roar, a powerful sound wave surged outward.

This not only causes auditory interference and damage to the enemy, but also shakes their spirit, leaving them dazed and sluggish for a short time.

Ling Kuang took the blow head-on, involuntarily letting out a muffled groan, anger flashing on his face— 'Rui En, you little bastard! You actually used a spiritual attack on him! Who in their circle doesn't know Ling Kuang's mental state is a bit off?' Ling Kuang suppressed his rage; at this moment he absolutely could not use the second soul ring that would rob him of his reason, he let out a fierce shout, both fists bursting with violent power, cannonball-like, shooting toward Rui En.

His eyes widened, he roared ferociously, 'It's over!'

Ling Kuang actually bore the sound wave, no longer holding back, he slammed a heavy blow, blasting Rui En away.

Ah!

Rui En's body flew off like a kite with its string cut.

He crashed heavily to the ground, struggled a few times, but could no longer get up.

Ling Kuang stood arrogantly on the spot, panting heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly, a scarlet light flickered in his eyes, his whole state seemed a bit off, a bloody crimson aura rose over Ling Kuang's body.

Qian Gu Fenghua didn't dare delay, immediately rushing to Ling Kuang's back, a silver stream of purifying power was infused into Ling Kuang's body.

Ling Kuang's condition finally returned to normal, no longer looking like he was about to go mad; he glared fiercely at the fallen Rui En, 'I'll definitely give this kid a proper lesson later! I haven't fought in days, I can't tell big from small anymore!' Qian Gu Fenghua placed his hand on Ling Kuang's back, infusing his own purifying soul power.

Stay calm, your Blood Demon Raging Bear is naturally prone to stimulation; don't really fall into madness and become a fallen Soul Master, or I'll have trouble explaining to the Demon Bear Grandfather. And what's up with Rui En this kid, actually using a spiritual attack on you? I'll have Tuoba teach him a lesson later.

Ling Kuang steadied his breathing and let out a snort.

Forget it, this kid's young and hot-headed for Xiao Xue, just like Tuoba—a die-hard sycophant you can't stop; I'm broad-minded, too lazy to bother with him.

Qian Gu Fenghua paused, watching Ling Kuang's condition return to normal; he withdrew his hand, unconsciously turning his thumb ring, not responding, merely turning his head away with a strange look, no longer looking at him.

Today I banged out seven thousand chapters straight, brothers—am I fierce? This section will end soon, mainly because Qian Gu Fenghua is no ordinary character; he and Tian Yue, who wields the Golden Crocodile King martial soul, follow different paths. These two are Qian Renxue's experimental white mice for two different systems, and they are also the only two natives who can contend with Jun martial soul. Because of Qian Renxue, his path has diverged.

(End of Chapter)