Chapter 62: His Life Is Like Floating, His Death Is Like Resting (Two Chapters in One)

In the college square, Su Cheng looked at the crowd of nearly a hundred people and was a little surprised.

This already accounts for almost one-fifth of the total number of students at the college.

He and Ning Rongrong had only just returned, so how could they gather so quickly? Doesn't it mean that the students in the academy are scattered in various mimic training grounds and are not able to gather together?

Meng Shenji smiled at him and nodded, and said: "Your second soul ring was a thousand-year-old thing before. I don't know how it got spread. Many people want to see it. It can be regarded as a coincidence, but I don't need to worry about it. It took a lot of time.”

Su Cheng suddenly realized that he was probably noticed by other students when he showed off his martial arts spirit when he first entered the academy.

After a few casual glances in the crowd, I saw a few obvious small groups, and I didn't know if the Avalanche group was among them.

It doesn't matter if you don't have him. After today's battle, the fourth prince Xue Beng will probably come to visit him. He is also an ambitious guy.

In Su Cheng's imagination, Xue Beng should be an arrogant and domineering playboy with low strength, but judging from the people he met, there was no one who fit him particularly well, and the fourth prince was probably not among them.

What he didn't know was that Xue Beng was actually watching the crowd at this moment, but he had been treated badly by Xue Qinghe, disguised by Qian Renxue, in the past few years, so he became much more low-key.

Meng Shenji looked at the students, his face became a little more serious, and he was no longer as amiable as before.

"I guess you have heard that there is a new student in our college, but we don't know much about him. Let me give you a formal introduction."

As he spoke, he raised his hand in the direction of Su Cheng.

"Su Cheng, a thirty-level offensive combat soul master, is not yet eleven years old this year, and his second soul ring is a thousand-year level."

The students who didn't quite believe the rumors at first were shocked when Meng Shenji, the chief of the Education Committee, confirmed it in person. The whole place was in an uproar and there were many discussions.

Some people frowned secretly, some looked scrutinizing, and some looked dismissive. There were all kinds of emotions.

But the biggest thing was surprise.

Seeing this scene, Meng Shenji nodded secretly.

The students of Tiandou Royal Academy may be of noble birth or have great talents, but they are usually a little too arrogant. Now it is not a bad thing to let them know that there is something beyond the realm of heaven.

However, Su Cheng's reaction was beyond his expectation.

His face was very calm, and he was not nervous or proud of being the center of attention.

Meng Shenji made a silent gesture and continued: "But today is not just about introducing this classmate Su to you. In three years' time, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition will be the selection of our Tiandou Royal Academy's team. It’s not over yet, this new classmate also wants to participate.”

Upon hearing this, the faces of the college students suddenly changed.

This person has already achieved Soul Master cultivation before he was eleven years old. If he waits for another three years, he still doesn’t know how far he can cultivate. If he wants to grab a spot, then the hope of others will be reduced. .

"But classmate Su Cheng said that the soul master world only looks at strength and nothing else. If your skills are not as good as others today, you will wait until the last session before participating. Which one of you wants to fight him first?"

When Su Cheng heard this, he glanced at him sideways.

This old guy is also very thoughtful, and he will tell his story directly in front of everyone today.

If he loses today, it means that he will completely miss the opportunity to represent Tiandou Royal Academy in this Soul Master Competition.

As Meng Shenji finished speaking, all the students, no matter how they had previously felt about Su Cheng's arrival, now felt the same hatred.

Being able to participate in this competition is not just a proof of strength.

The interest entanglements behind the honors, status, rewards, etc. obtained by participating in the competition are very complicated. No one is willing to give up a competitive opportunity to others.

Students such as Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan who have already confirmed to join the first team naturally have no interest in taking action.

But others were obviously unable to sit still.

Ji Yuan is one of them.

His background was considered ordinary compared to others in the academy, coming from a declining noble. However, in his generation, his martial soul had mutated, and his innate soul power had reached level six or above.

He is already twenty-one years old this year, and his soul power has reached level 34. He is one of the candidates for the captain of the second team.

Ji Yuan has long regarded this spot as something in his pocket. It will be the hope for his family to rise again.

This was also the time when he felt the greatest threat.

After hearing what Meng Shenji said, he immediately stood up with a gloomy face.

"Boss, do you really want to go? That guy is a genius."

"What I'm fighting is a genius."

genius?

He's just a child under eleven years old.

There are more than 500 students in the Tiandou Royal Academy. Except for those direct descendants sent in by the nobles, who is not a genius?

What's the use of a genius who hasn't grown up?

Ji Yuan walked slowly to the center of the square and looked down at Su Cheng, who was now nearly a head shorter than him, with a smile on his lips.

"Boy, fighting depends on more than just level. Of course, you can't compare to me in terms of soul power. Silver Wolf, possessed!"

As he spoke, a layer of bright silver light lit up on his body, and silver fur appeared on his exposed arms, enhancing his defense capabilities. Stretching his arms forward, his muscles were so tense that they almost burst the bright yellow school uniform.

Sharp claws popped out from the fingertips, radiating cold light like daggers. When the fingers and claws collided, there was a clanging sound of metal, and it was obvious at a glance that it was extremely sharp.

He shook the bones all over his body, making crackling sounds, and his body was stretched a little, his eyes glowed with light, and silver hair like steel needles emerged from his temples.

As he completed the possession of the beast spirit, a faint fishy smell seemed to fill the air around him.

Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, rose up one after another under his feet, and the surging soul power aura surged like waves.

Ji Yuan moved his fingers and said lazily: "Ji Yuan, martial spirit: Silver Wolf, thirty-fourth level fighting spirit master."

Seeing this, Su Cheng also raised his right palm, and the Sword of Eternal Life appeared in his hand.

Three soul rings, one yellow, two purple, appeared at his feet.

"Su Cheng, Martial Soul: Eternal Life Sword, Level 33 Battle Soul Master."

As his martial spirit appeared, a new round of discussion broke out in the audience.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Meng Shenji standing next to him and asked casually: "Who does the Meng Education Committee think has a greater chance of winning?"

After Meng Shenji pondered for a moment, he still said: "Ji Yuan's winning rate should be greater. Su Cheng can reach such a level of cultivation at this age, no matter how talented he is, he must practice diligently. I'm afraid he has struggled with the soul master in the past His fighting experience is average, and he has no basic education in this area.”

Ning Fengzhi shook his head when he heard this, "I think Su Xiaoyou has a good chance."

Then he added in his mind, if he really has anything to do with the person Uncle Jian mentioned before.

"He can't win."

At this time, a clear girl's voice intervened in the conversation between the two.

Ning Fengzhi turned around and looked slightly surprised, only to see his daughter curl her lips, "That Su Cheng just told me that she has never systematically studied the knowledge of soul masters before, and she doesn't even know how to choose soul rings. I'm afraid the martial soul comes with His soul skills won’t be very strong.”

Ning Fengzhi glanced at her in surprise.

With this tone, I am not optimistic about Su Cheng not only because of these objective reasons, but also because it seems that the two of them were not happy getting along just now?

This is not a good thing.

"Look at how slow he reacts."

At this time, Ning Rongrong's words drew his attention back to the battle.

In the square, Ji Yuan was not prepared to do more testing.

After the possession was completed, his physical fitness and fighting instincts were greatly improved, and his wolf-shaped body quickly jumped forward, bringing out a gust of fishy wind.

At the same time, the sharp claws attached to the ten fingers of his hands popped out at the same time, grabbing Su Cheng's body.

The first soul ring under his feet lit up, and streams of Xun wind seemed to appear out of thin air, flowing between the claws and blades.

He used his first soul skill right at the beginning, the Silver Wolf Divine Wind Claw!

It was obvious that Ji Yuan wanted a quick victory.

However, Su Cheng showed no reaction at this time and showed no sign of using soul skills.

"It's over!" Ji Yuan was overjoyed.

The effect of his soul skill is to greatly increase the instant burst speed and explosive power of his claw swing. If the opponent cannot prepare a response in advance, he will easily fall into a disadvantage.

Not to mention Su Cheng's response in advance, he didn't even use his soul skills now, so the outcome was already foreseeable.

It was much easier than he imagined.

"it's over."

Mengshenji sighed, a little disappointed.

He didn't want Su Cheng to compete with the old students for a spot in the team, but he also didn't want this new student to be just a training genius.

But at this distance, Su Cheng hasn't used his soul skills yet, so at this time, it's already too late to react even if he wants to.

The movement of soul power takes time, and a slow step means a slow step.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly when he saw this.

"Junior, let me teach you a lesson today. Soul masters fight regardless of their cultivation talent." Ji Yuan's voice came along with the wind.

"I can beat you because I know how to use my own advantages and how to play psychological games. I even take the terrain into consideration and use the strongest single-target attack skills right from the start!"

Su Cheng looked at the attacking body calmly, as if he didn't hear what the other party said.

The soul power passed through several meridians in an instant, and the longevity sword in his hand slashed upwards, and blocked it in front of him.

The sword is fast and powerful.

A silver light suddenly appeared on the sword's edge, and the sword seemed to become much sharper in an instant.

Thirteen Styles of Kendo: Sword Seven, White Tiger!

The attack and defense were instantly shifted, and Ji Yuan's movements at this time were as if he were actively ramming into Su Cheng's sword.

In an instant, all his attack and dodge paths were blocked.

Ji Yuan's pupils shrank, the hair on his body stood up, and the silver whiskers on his temples stood up like steel needles.

He didn't understand what happened, and couldn't understand why Su Cheng's sword draw was so weird.

But the attack had already come, and he had no choice but to stop himself, swung out his claws in advance, and collided with the sharp sword.

"Qiang——"

Accompanied by the huge sound of metal clashing, Ji Yuan groaned and took a few steps back. A few traces of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His heart was already hurt by the sword.

this is normal. He responded hastily at this moment, and before his strength reached its peak, he was cut off by Su Cheng in advance. Without an overwhelming power advantage, it is not surprising that this collision was at a disadvantage.

However, before Ji Yuan could make any move, Su Cheng's next blow arrived in the blink of an eye.

He saw him hand the blade of his sword forward at a speed that did not allow Ji Yuan any time to react.

As far as his eyes could see, the sword light was like a white rainbow piercing towards the center of his eyebrows.

Three swords, shadowless!

Ji Yuan was startled, feeling that the sword shadow had almost pierced his head, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Everything happened in a flash, and it was too late for him to dodge, so he had to use his wolf claws that had not yet been completely broken to resist.

It seemed that life and death were only a matter of a moment.

At this time, a ray of murderous intent passed by, Ji Yuan's scalp numbed, and he looked at Su Cheng with horror.

But he didn't expect that the long sword in Su Cheng's hand suddenly changed again, and did not launch further attacks, but raised it upwards.

Then came a towering sword shadow like a mountain falling.

"His life is like floating, his death is like rest. Life is like a dream, how much joy is there?"

Sword Thirteen, the common people are affectionate!

But what Su Cheng used at this time was just the opening move of the affectionate sword triggered by the residual power of the previous sword move.

But it made Ji Yuan feel an endless and huge pressure, and everything around him seemed to be gradually fading away.

He seemed to have returned to the time when he was competing for resources with his peers in the family; when he was bullied by the strong in the academy; when he was excluded and expelled from the academy team...

Status, wealth, and lost again.

Glory, power passed by.

The vast sword shadows rose higher and higher.

Ji Yuan felt like he was standing on a cliff, and if he took a wrong step, he would be crushed to pieces.

It was like walking on thin ice, as if facing the abyss.

He wanted to roar.

Want to punch.

Want to use all the soul skills he could use.

Want to use all his trump cards and killers.

However, he couldn't even move a finger.

The soul power and soul skills were all firmly suppressed in his body.

The fear of losing everything made his body tremble slightly.

He could only open his eyes and look at the boy opposite.

No, it was not just him.

The senior students of the academy standing behind him, including Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan and others in the first team, were all shrouded by a sword force at this time.

Despair emerged from the heart, and then took root and sprouted little by little.

Staring at the sword force was like staring at an unreachable mountain.

"You...you..." Ji Yuan's throat trembled, and he squeezed out a few sporadic words with an off-tune voice.

"I can beat you, it has nothing to do with tactics, it's just because I'm better than you."

Su Cheng's eyes were as calm as water, and his eyes looked over his shoulder and looked at the people behind him.

"Who's next?"

The whole audience was silent.

Meng Shenji, Ning Fengzhi and others standing behind Su Cheng looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were dull.

This battle ended less than a minute after it started.

During this period, Su Cheng didn't even use a soul ring skill.

She suddenly realized that perhaps what Su Cheng said before really made sense.

Because of the consideration of the continuity of the plot, the two chapters were combined, so it was a bit late to post today.

Thanks to Shiliu Qingjiu for the 500-point reward, thanks to Jiejie Buhuai for the 400-point reward, thanks to Xianweishuicheng for the 100-point reward