Douluo Continent: I can overdraft the future in advance

After the match ended, the spectators gradually dispersed. Elder Xuan remained, sitting in the corner of the last row, his chicken leg finished, wiping his fingers with his sleeve. Wang Yan walked over from the examiners' table and sat down next to him.

"Elder Xuan, what do you think?" Wang Yan asked.

Elder Xuan did not answer immediately. He glanced in the direction of the Soul Battle Arena; Luo Yun had already walked far away, leaving only a few staff members cleaning up the site.

"The ice is indeed cold, but it's not the ultimate ice." Elder Xuan spoke, his tone calm. "The Ice Falcon's own rank is what it is: a beast Martial Soul, ice attribute, above average, not top-tier."

"This kid must have had some kind of extraordinary encounter that caused a slight mutation in his martial soul, resulting in its current temperature. But this mutation won't continue to evolve as his soul power increases."

Wang Yan nodded again.

"However, this kid is not bad." Elder Xuan changed the subject. "His combat awareness is good, and his physical fitness is solid. I saw him say a few words to his teammates before going on the field. After going on the field, he adopted tactics that could defeat the enemy, which shows that his use and understanding of soul skills are above his peers."

He stood up and brushed the crumbs off his clothes.

"The quality of this year's freshmen is quite good; you can continue to observe them."

After saying that, he took out another chicken leg from somewhere and slowly walked away.

Wang Yan remained seated, motionless. He watched Elder Xuan's departing figure, his lips moved, but ultimately he remained silent.

Not the ultimate ice?

He didn't think so in his heart.

However, Wang Yan did not directly refute it. Elder Xuan was his grandmaster, and he could not currently produce any evidence to refute it.

He just felt that Elder Xuan might have misjudged this time.

He decided to continue monitoring this student. Regardless of what Elder Xuan said, he trusted his own judgment.

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Meanwhile, Luo Yun had already returned to his dormitory.

Chen Jiyong went to take a shower.

He sat on the bed, going over every detail of today's match in his mind.

The ice mist controlled the field, Chen Jiyong's earth and rock meteors harassed, the earth wall trapped people, and the ice thorns finished them off—the coordination was fairly smooth, but far from perfect. Chen Jiyong's earth wall was placed too slowly, almost allowing the fat man to escape. Su Xiaowan's fire ray took too long to charge.

There were still some problems in today's battle, but what he was more concerned about was the opponent he would face later.

Shen Yi. Level 32, Martial Soul: Shadow Leopard, Agility-based.

Unlike Qin Hao, Shen Yi is not a support-type Soul Master; he is a true combat-type Soul Master. The Shadow Leopard is a speed-type beast spirit, boasting high burst damage and mobility, excelling at single-point breakthroughs and flanking assassinations. This kind of opponent cannot be dealt with by brute force as he did with Qin Hao.

Luo Yun leaned against the headboard and began to analyze.

The agility-based Soul Master, along with two teammates—one a control-type and the other a power-attack-type—has a balanced setup with no obvious weaknesses.

"It won't be easy to fight," Luo Yun muttered to himself.

But it's not like we can't fight.

What are the weaknesses of agility-based attackers? They're fragile and vulnerable to control. If Shen Yi can be controlled and his speed limited, he'll be crippled. The problem is, he's too fast; can the ice mist catch up to him?

Luo Yun frowned.

He needed to go and watch Shen Yi's match in person to gather some information. Who was Shen Yi's team's opponent this round? He glanced at the schedule—Shen Yi's team from Class 4 versus Sun Hao's team from Class 7. Sun Hao's team was ranked ninth in the standings; they were quite strong and should be able to force some things out of Shen Yi.

I'll go see it in person tomorrow afternoon.

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The next afternoon, there were fewer people in the stands of the Soul Fighting Zone, as most of the freshmen had already started classes.

Luo Yun found an inconspicuous spot to sit down; Chen Jiyong and Su Xiaowan didn't come with him. He came alone and didn't want to attract too much attention. Although there weren't many people in the stands, there was a constant murmur of discussion, mostly about today's match—Shen Yi's team versus Sun Hao's team.

"Shen Yi's team is sure to win, right? He's a level 32 agility-attack type Soul Master, while the opponent's highest level is only level 25."

"Not necessarily. Sun Hao's team is very strong. During the points competition, he was able to suppress the actions of three opponents by using his martial spirit."

"You think you can control Shen Yi? Have you even seen how fast Shen Yi is?"

Luo Yun didn't participate in the discussion; he simply sat there quietly, waiting for the competition to begin.

Both sides entered the field.

Shen Yi remained the same, dressed in black with black hair, a faint smile playing on his lips, appearing nonchalant. His two teammates were a girl with a ponytail, whose martial soul was a gold and silver bracelet, a control-type martial soul; and a short, stocky boy whose martial soul was a warhammer, a power-attack-type martial soul.

The opposing team, led by Sun Hao, is also quite well-equipped—all three members are Great Soul Masters.

"start."

The coach's voice from the sidelines faded away.

Shen Yi moved. His speed was astonishing; after his martial spirit was activated, his body became even more slender, his hands transformed into sharp claws, and black fur covered his arms. He practically vanished from his spot, appearing in front of Sun Hao's control-type team a few seconds later.

First Soul Skill: Shadow Strike.

His body transformed into a black shadow, shifting continuously. Sun Hao's martial spirit had just possessed him, and since his martial spirit was smoke, he didn't have time to unleash it. He was slapped on the shoulder by a claw, and his whole body flew out and crashed on the boundary line.

A gasp rippled through the stands.

too fast.

The mechanism is strange; I don't know if it's because it can't be selected.

Luo Yun's pupils contracted slightly. He knew Shen Yi was fast before, but seeing it in person was a completely different feeling. That kind of speed couldn't be easily controlled by ice mist. Ice mist needs time to spread, while Shen Yi's burst of speed was completed in an instant.

Sun Hao's teammate rushed forward, trying to stop Shen Yi, but before his fist could even touch Shen Yi, the girl with the gold and silver bracelets suddenly flashed her first soul skill. His body abruptly stopped, and the boy with the warhammer martial soul had already circled behind him, leaping high into the air and delivering a powerful split-hit blow to his back. He staggered when hit in the back, let out a muffled groan, and knelt on one knee.

In less than a minute, the two men had lost their fighting ability.

competition is over.

Shen Yi's team wins.

The whole process took less than two minutes.

Luo Yun sat in the stands, his expression unchanged, but his mind was racing.

Too fast. The speed at which the ice mist spreads cannot keep up with his movement speed. If they were to engage directly, he might not even be able to release the ice mist before being caught in close combat.

We need to change our approach.

We can't let him get close. It's not the ice mist, it's Chen Jiyong's earthen wall. The earthen wall doesn't need to be predicted; it's placed directly in Shen Yi's charging path, forcing him to slow down or change direction. As long as his speed decreases, the ice mist will have a chance.

Moreover, while Shen Yi's burst damage is strong, his defense is a weakness. The Shadow Leopard is a speed-type martial soul, not a defensive one, so it will feel pain if it gets hit.

Luo Yun stood up, turned around, and left the stands.

Behind him, on the Soul Battle Stage, Shen Yi withdrew his Martial Soul, the black fur shed, and his hands returned to normal. He raised his head and glanced in the direction of the stands.