Chapter 108

The next day, the Shrek Academy group gathered again in the meeting room equipped at the Xinghuang Hotel.

Wang Yan said with a smile:

"I watched yesterday's match; as a knockout round that decides life and death, yesterday's battle can be described as brutal. Even the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy faced fierce resistance, and not a single team won as easily as we did. You all performed very well."

Having said that, Wang Yan led the applause, and Dai Yaoheng and Ling Luochen followed suit.

The reserves immediately felt embarrassed, and Bei Bei said: "Teacher Wang Yan, yesterday's victory was entirely thanks to Wulin and Yutong; we actually didn't contribute much, so we don't deserve such praise."

"That's not true." Wang Yan said gently: "Wulin and Yutong are naturally the most important, but you all played indispensable roles; you're all great."

He knew well that what these reserve team members, who originally didn't need to take the field, needed most was confidence, so he would do everything possible to make them confident.

He took a deep breath, put on a serious expression, and said: "Now let's get down to business; our situation in this competition is extremely dire. As the team's instructor, I hope you can tell me your soul skills."

It is a major taboo in the Soul Master World to ask a soul master about their soul skills outright, but in the academy it's clearly another matter, especially now during the competition; Wang Yan's request is not excessive.

Bei Bei nodded, and as team captain leading by example, he spoke first: "I have four soul skills: Thunder Dragon Claw, Thunderbolt's Might, Thunder Fury, and Thunder Dragon Head."

While speaking, he carefully explained the characteristics and abilities of his soul skills.

Next was Xu San Shi; after hearing this guy's soul skill, Wang Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment, stunned by the heaven-defying soul skill of Xuanming Replacement.

It was obvious he immediately realized how heaven-defying this soul skill's effect was; if used properly, it would have endless wonderful applications.

After that came He Caitou.

"Caitou, you're a soul engineer, so normally I wouldn't need to ask about your soul skill. But the situation is different now; we must make use of any possible ability. Could you tell us your soul skill?"

Faced with Wang Yan's sincere question, He Caitou nodded somewhat hesitantly, his expression slightly embarrassed.

"Actually, my soul skill does have some use, but I feared you wouldn't want to use it, so I've never shown it."

Wang Yan smiled faintly.

"Make full use of things; it's fine. Go ahead, let's see how peculiar your martial soul can be."

He Caitou looked around at everyone, feeling somewhat guilty, and said:

"Then you're not allowed to laugh."

Bei Bei nodded, his expression solemn.

"Don't worry; we've undergone professional training, so we generally won't laugh."

He Caitou could only blush and, with a dark face, murmur softly: "Old man has a thick cigar."

Then, a black cigar appeared in his hand.

The air fell silent for two seconds, then the meeting room suddenly burst into loud laughter.

Except for Tang Wulin, Huo Yutong, and Wang Dong, who didn't understand due to their age, everyone else couldn't help laughing, even Zhou Sichen.

Among them, Xu San Shi laughed the loudest; Bei Bei also covered his mouth with his hand, his body shaking violently as he desperately tried to hold back laughter, but couldn't.

He Caitou said indignantly:

"You said you wouldn't laugh! Especially you, Bei Bei, you lied to me!"

"I didn't…… hahahaha……"

Bei Bei opened his mouth to defend himself, but as soon as he spoke he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. Tang Wulin grabbed Zhou Sichen in one hand and asked curiously:

"What are you laughing at?"

Zhou Sichen barely suppressed his laughter, leaned close to Tang Wulin's ear and explained a couple of sentences; then Tang Wulin's eyes widened suddenly and his cheeks instantly turned red.

Seeing his strange reaction, Huo Yutong asked doubtfully: "Zhou Sichen, what did you tell Wulin? I also don't know why you're laughing."

"Nothing!" Tang Wulin shouted loudly, then glared fiercely at Zhou Sichen and said, "You agree, right, Zhou Sichen?"

Zhou Sichen only felt a chill rush straight to his crown, his laughter overwhelmed by the instinct to survive, and he quickly nodded.

"That's right, Yutong; I just told Wulin a joke."

After a long while, their laughter finally subsided; at this point He Caitou's face had turned blacker than coal.

Wang Yan finally managed to stop smiling.

"Alright, everyone stop fooling around. Caitou, what exactly is the use of your food-type martial soul?"

He Caitou snorted with a black face and turned his face to the side.

Wang Yan chuckled and said: "Alright, nobody's laughing at you now; hurry up and speak—this might be important for our future battles."

Only then did He Caitou reluctantly explain the effects of his soul skill in full.

As he described his soul skill's effects, the smiles gradually faded from everyone's faces.

Wang Yan asked incredulously: "Mental power, defense, strength, and soul power all increased by ten percent? With enough time you could produce thousands of cigars? And a shelf life of up to two days? Are you telling the truth?"

"It's true; I have no reason to lie to you. Isn't this normal? Do you really need to be so shocked?"

He Caitou nodded blankly, unable to understand why Wang Yan was making such a fuss.

Wang Yan was speechless.

"You brat basically know nothing; don't you know that a food-type soul master's soul skill preservation is measured in hours? Being able to preserve for more than three hours is already quite excellent; being able to preserve over twelve hours makes you a genius among food-type tool soul masters, and you can preserve for forty-eight hours yet you still tell me it's normal?"

"Well… like that…"

Only then did He Caitou realize how extraordinarily overpowered his talent was; he had always been studying soul tools in the Soul Engineering Department and truly knew little about martial soul matters.

Wang Yan ordered: "In short, make nine sets for me now so we can test your soul skill's effect; honestly, the Soul Engineering Department is burying talent!"

He Caitou obediently made nine sets as instructed and handed them to Wang Yan.

Under Wang Yan's command, each student tried them, and their eyes instantly widened.

After Tang Wulin took a puff, he felt his already formidable strength grow even stronger; now he had truly entered the Soul King level.

After Wang Yan glanced around, he took a deep breath.

"Do you all understand? Each of you should carry a few sets as backup. Alright, Zhou Sichen, it's your turn to introduce your soul skill."

He Caitou's martial soul and soul skill brought him great surprise; he now only wants to know what secrets these little guys still hide.

By the way, the Buddha's mischievous taste really is… the same trick can be used twice; I have to say the Douluo manga's adaptation of Xiao Ao's martial soul is really good, and sorry, I had a fever this morning, so I rushed this out in the afternoon and evening.

(Chapter ends)