Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Master Ball, Beauty, Please Stay!

Chapter 56 Freshman Assessment! The Focus of Everyone's Attention!

As the freshman assessment approaches, each freshman class is secretly gathering strength, preparing to make a name for themselves.

After their love blossomed, the two gradually became inseparable, though of course, there was always a "Witch Wind" brand light bulb between them.

The trio came together in this strange way, forming a subtle emotional bond.

Some well-informed freshmen compiled the information collected from each class and created a pre-competition ranking.

With Jiang Yi and Ning Tian, ​​both support Soul Masters, in charge, their team naturally became the most popular among the freshmen.

Some even declared that the championship was a foregone conclusion, while others, not to be outdone, were secretly sharpening their swords.

A training ground behind the teaching building.

A handsome and devilish young man had three soul rings flashing beneath his feet, while a white tiger phantom roared and pounded the wooden stake with its claws.

boom!Boom!

Wood chips, mixed with the boy's sweat, fell to the ground in a flurry.

"Hua Bin, take a rest for a while." Behind him, a hot, black-haired girl held a cup of hot water and looked at him with concern.

Ever since watching that person's battle video, Dai Huabin has become a completely different person, cultivating like a madman.

But too much of a good thing can be bad. Zhu Luzhen was afraid that Dai Huabin would go astray because of this, and this was her future husband!

"What? Even you think I'm inferior to him?"

Dai Huabin stopped what he was doing, panting heavily as he looked at Zhu Lu, his expression twisted, even bordering on madness.

"No! No! Hua Bin—I definitely believe you—but you need to take care of your health!"

Zhu Lu waved her hands repeatedly, looking at him with some fear.

The Hua Bin of the past was not like this; he was irritable, easily angered, and jealous—this was not the person she remembered.

"Get out! Get out! Get out of here! You're just looking down on me!"

Dai Huabin roared, his eyes bloodshot and his breath coming in ragged gasps.

At the Duke's mansion, his elder brother always made him feel suffocated. After arriving at Shrek Academy, everyone told him that he was no match for Jiang Yi, but he insisted on saying no!

I control my own life!

The White Tiger Duke's Mansion has no cowards!

Dai Huabin summoned his martial spirit again, squeezing out the last bit of soul power from his body to continue frantically honing his soul skills.

Zhu Lu sighed deeply, opened her mouth as if to speak, but ultimately gave up and silently turned to leave.

Meanwhile, in Class 1 of the new students.

Three girls were sitting around a table, having a roundtable discussion.

"Holy crap! Who ranked us? How come we're not even in the top ten?"

Tang Wutong grabbed the ranking list, glanced at it, and immediately tore it to shreds, furious.

If Jiang Yi can rank first, how come she isn't second?

This is a fake ranking list! It's absolutely a fake ranking list!

"I'm sorry—I've let everyone down."

Huo Yutong, standing beside her, spoke weakly, a hint of self-reproach flashing in her eyes.

She was the only one in the team with a soul power level of just over 15, which dragged the team down considerably.

"It's okay, with your big sister here, I'll definitely lead you to victory! At the very least, making it to the finals is no problem."

Tang Wutong patted her chest, reassuring him with a confident expression.

So what if she's just a Soul Master? If her father could do it, she can definitely do it too!

"But—Jiang Yi has a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast—and I've heard that other classes also have martial soul fusion techniques—"

Xiao Xiao rested her chin on her hands and let out a long sigh.

Putting everything else aside, the seeded team from Class 5 next door has the White Tiger Soul Master and the standard Netherworld Cat.

This team likely possesses a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and they are the only team with a chance to challenge Jiang Yi and his two companions.

"How about I equip the Nine Phoenixes' Auspicious Flute with a spirit ring?"

Xiao Xiao suddenly spoke, her gaze turning to Huo Yutong.

If her ranking is too low, it will be fine for her and Sister Wutong, but Yutong will definitely be expelled from the academy.

"No way! You're just wasting money."

Tang Wutong's face hardened, and she uttered a rare human word.

"Continue to focus on cultivating the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron. It's best not to add any soul rings to your second martial soul before reaching the Title Douluo level."

According to the teachings of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, cultivating twin martial souls simultaneously can easily lead to qi deviation and waste soul ring slots.

Since Xiao Xiao has acknowledged her as her elder sister, she cannot let Xiao Xiao go astray; this is the responsibility of an elder sister.

"At worst, I'll go see that Dean Yan again. If he dares to expel Yu Tong, then I'm not going to study anymore!"

Tang Wutong placed one foot on the desk, clenched her little fist, and waved it in the air, speaking with great conviction.

"I'll take you all back to my home then! It'll be just as good as here, and then I'll have my second uncle beat up the headmaster—"

This spoiled, dissolute demeanor appeared exceptionally dashing to Xiao Xiao and Huo Yutong.

Miss Tang, your loyalty and righteousness are truly admirable!

"Sister Wutong————"

Huo Yutong looked at her, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Besides her mother, Sister Xiaoya, and Jiang Yi, only the two sisters in front of her cared about her like this.

"Relax! Don't be so discouraged!"

Tang Wutong embraced the two of them from either side.

"We might not necessarily lose! Who knows, the championship could be ours—the outcome is still uncertain, and we could both be dark horses!"

"Okay, keep it up!"

The girls shouted in unison, their petite figures shining brightly in the sunlight, their sisterly affection evident.

Butterflies flutter their wings, cauldrons roar, and white tigers howl to the heavens—a young girl who will never give up!

A month later.

Deep within the Jiubao Manor, a statue of the Nine-Colored Goddess stands quietly.

Reflected in the fountain, the sunlight refracted into a faint rainbow that stretched across the sky.

"See? I told you there would be a rainbow!"

Jiang Yi lay on the grass, pointing at the small rainbow and laughing.

This is the Leonardo da Vinci phenomenon of light!

"I beg you—don't do it here next time—it's disrespectful to our ancestors—"

Ning Tian glanced guiltily at the statue of Ning Rongrong above his head, her golden hair sticking wetly to the side of her neck.

The ancestor's statue holds a seven-jeweled glazed pagoda in its hands, its gaze solemn, falling directly on this side, as if watching the rebellious behavior of this descendant.

"Don't you like it?"

Jiang Yi leaned close to her ear and gently bit her earlobe.

"Hmph! I'm ignoring you!"

Ning Tian pouted and punched him lightly before quickly getting up and straightening her disheveled clothes.

At someone's request, her short hair gradually grew out and became a long ponytail.

Compared to her previous dignified demeanor, Ning Tian now exudes a youthful vitality that belongs to a young girl.

Jiang Yi rested his hands behind his head, admiring the girl's graceful figure. Her noble and elegant demeanor, tinged with a touch of naivety, was unforgettable.

During this period, the entire manor almost became a dating hotspot for the two of them.

Their relationship gradually evolved from simple physical intimacy to a deeper spiritual understanding.

If this were a light novel, wouldn't it be titled "The outwardly proper noble lady is actually a girlfriend who only snores in private?"

"Let's go! Fengmei's going to get angry again."

Seeing Jiang Yi staring blankly, Ning Tian knew he was overthinking things again, so he grabbed him and pulled him out of the grove.

Wu Feng watched the two of them come out expressionlessly, remaining silent. Over the past month, she had suffered countless blows.

Whenever the two of them were intimate, she would be the one keeping watch from the sidelines.

The feeling was like someone was holding a knife and slowly cutting her heart out.

Now she only begs that the young lady not to make her play any role in pursuit of excitement—otherwise she will really break down.

"Let's go! Fengmei! The competition is about to start, or we'll be late."

Under the watchful eyes of her best friend, Ning Tian didn't seem to care. She simply pulled Jiang Yi along, chatting and laughing as they hurried towards the Soul Fighting Zone.

Today is the first day of the new student assessment.

"Miss, you mustn't fall into depravity—"

Wu Feng sighed and silently followed.

The young lady has changed. She's no longer as calm as before. What's the difference between her and a hopeless, love-struck fool?

She stared intently at Jiang Yi's retreating figure, secretly clenching her fists.

That wretched fellow! I must find the village—oops! No! I mean, I must find that young lady from before!

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