Chapter 43: Arena Battle
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Brady stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and said to the two teachers in front of him:
"It seems this class can't continue. Everyone is more or less interested in those junior students who want to join our class. Besides, Bi Da'er's promotion has also stirred up many people's thoughts…"
"In that case, let's all go to the training ground to see my challenger and the three newcomers who want to directly enter the third grade after just enrolling."
The black-clothed teacher shook his head helplessly and said to Yu Xinxue:
"Teacher Yu, you're not just taking a few minutes… you're taking my whole class."
A smile appeared between Yu Xinxue's eyebrows:
"Sorry, sorry, Teacher Tian, how about I give you back two classes?"
That way I can slack off openly… she thought in her heart.
"There's no need for that. I'm quite interested myself." Tian Honghai, wearing black clothes, shook his head. "Then let's all go to the training ground. This class will be changed to practical combat."
The training ground consisted of circular arenas, each ten meters high and more than thirty meters in diameter. These were the same specifications as the arenas for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament's preliminary round.
In fact, the entire third grade of the Northern Academy revolved around the Soul Master Tournament. Familiarizing themselves with similar venues in advance allowed the students to perform better in the actual competition.
Amon sat on the edge of the arena, his feet hanging down naturally, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.
Yan Jin and Lei Yin sat on either side of him, looking around aimlessly.
Bi Da'er stood behind them, watching the approaching group of people, and reminded, "They're here."
Amon opened his eyes, lightly touched the edge of his glasses with his right hand, and chuckled, "Quite the impressive formation."
Bi Da'er clicked his tongue, "A whole class is here."
Before they could get closer, Amon supported himself on the arena floor with his hand and jumped down.
Lei Yin followed suit, jumping down with the same movement.
Yan Jin kicked off the wall of the arena, doing a two-and-a-half rotation in the air before landing steadily.
As the crowd approached, Brady and Bi Da'er's eyes met in mid-air, and the air seemed to be filled with gunpowder.
Both of them had their sights set on the Soul Master Tournament and were working hard to build their own teams.
There were quite a few aristocratic children in the academy who wanted to build their own teams. Since the Soul Master Tournament focused on team battles, a team couldn't accommodate too many aristocratic students with the same roles, so there was bound to be competition between them.
In order to win the academy's internal selection competition, the leaders of each team used various means, either providing resources or promising benefits, to win over talented students from less wealthy backgrounds.
Because of this competitive system, the team leaders in the Northern Academy were often students with wealthy backgrounds and deep connections.
Although Bi Da'er hadn't been promoted to the third grade before, he had been preparing for it. He and Brady had clashed over recruiting a particularly talented student.
Brady regarded Class One as his base of operations. In his mind, the students here were all potential members of his future team. Therefore, he was wary and hostile towards Bi Da'er, this intruder.
Their confrontation drew everyone's attention, and the students seemed to have forgotten their main purpose for coming here.
"Now is not the time. I will wait for you. In two years, I will completely defeat you in the selection competition," Brady said in a condescending tone.
The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament would begin in three years, but the Northern Academy's internal selection competition would take place in two years.
In the remaining year, the academy would concentrate all its resources on cultivating the teams that won the selection competition.
"Although the situation has changed somewhat, since you've said so, how could I possibly back down? The one who fails will definitely be you." Bi Da'er glanced at Amon and revealed a confident smile.
Brady was indeed powerful, and he didn't have much chance of winning now, but he wasn't so powerful that he couldn't be challenged.
And Amon had effortlessly defeated him in the previous battle, the difference in strength was simply despairing.
Amon quietly watched this scene and said in a low voice, "Interesting."
Yu Xinxue felt that things were getting a little off-topic, coughed lightly, and said:
"Alright, you can discuss whatever you need to later. Let's start the assessment now… who wants to go first?"
Niu Shaopeng leaped onto the arena, looking down at Amon and the others, "Anyone will do."
His gaze was on Amon, obviously this was the opponent he favored. He didn't want to fight the other two kids.
Winning was normal, losing would be embarrassing.
A flash of lightning, and Lei Yin appeared a few steps away from him, "I'll go."
Niu Shaopeng's expression slightly condensed. Just from the speed he showed when he came on stage, he knew that this was not a simple opponent.
Yu Xinxue jumped onto another stone pillar that was higher than the arena. This was the referee's position.
The others went to other arenas. The Spectator seats were too far away and not convenient for watching, and everyone present was a Soul Master, so there was no need to worry about being accidentally injured.
"Lei Yin, go, beat him up!" Yan Jin shouted excitedly.
"Niu Shaopeng, level 32, Defense type Battle Soul Elder." Niu Shaopeng announced his name, level, and development direction.
"Lei Yin, level 23, Agility-Attack type Battle Soul Master." Lei Yin returned the courtesy.
When he left Frost Leaf City, he was level 22. He hadn't wasted his time during this period, and his soul power had increased by one level.
"Agility Attack against Defense? How long will this take?" A black-and-white dressed, slacker-looking student yawned, saying with little interest.
Then, he shouted to the two of them:
"Hurry up, I want to see little girls fighting each other. I want to see them pulling hair and tearing clothes, don't dawdle."
"Hmm?" Two unkind gazes fell on him at the same time.
Yan Jin shook his fist at him.
Bing Lan said, "Bettman, after the assessment, you fight me."
The slacker-looking Bettman whistled, "Want to teach me a lesson? You're not quite there yet."
Bing Lan was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then fight me next month, I'll be level 30."
Bettman's expression froze, and he said from the bottom of his heart:
"You're going to advance to Soul Elder? Ahahaha, I was just kidding, don't take it to heart. Fighting, how bad is that… classmates should love each other."
In the arena, Niu Shaopeng had already revealed his martial soul, the Azure-Veined Water Buffalo, a kind of thick-skinned soul beast, said to have a trace of the Azure Bull Python's bloodline.
After the martial soul was summoned, horns grew on his head, his face also deformed somewhat, and his figure became more burly.
Moo…
He snorted two streams of hot air from his nostrils, his eyes shining brightly.
On the other side, thunder roared, lightning flashed, and Lei Yin was enveloped in a silver-white lightning.
With a wave of his hand, a bolt of lightning rushed towards Niu Shaopeng with lightning speed.
The latter didn't dare to be careless. At the same time as he waved his hand, he had already activated his first soul skill.
Niu Shaopeng's skin became wrinkled like tree bark, with a layer of hazy blue light.
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