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At the main training field of Liejia Academy,
Wang Li noticed Bai Chen, Meng Du, and the others. Bai Chen, Meng Du, and the rest saw Wang Li as well. For someone who had entered the academy with level 15 soul power, their shock was undeniable. However, the fact that this genius, having just enrolled, wanted to become a student council elder only served to further annoy them.
The positions of elder and vice president in the student council were roles they had earned over the years, gradually rising through the academy's ranks.
Now, a new student was stepping forward, demanding to become an elder on the very first day. Would he be aiming for the student council president's position next?
Privately, they had already agreed that, no matter which elder was challenged, they would teach this newcomer a lesson, showing him the difference between heaven and earth.
At this moment, Bai Chen looked at Wang Li, a smile spreading across his face as he spoke,
"Freshman Wang Li, I am one of the current vice presidents of the student council. My name is Bai Chen. I just want to confirm once again—are you really trying to challenge for the position of student council elder right now?"
Wang Li nodded without hesitation, replying,
"That's right!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Chen's eyes narrowed, a sharp gleam flashing across them. But soon, he continued,
"Do you understand the rules for the challenge?"
Wang Li nodded again. It wasn't a secret. Having been at the academy for two months, he had already gathered the necessary information.
"You choose one of the current elders, and either last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, or you defeat them directly."
Bai Chen didn't bother explaining further. Instead, he stepped aside and called out,
"Then I won't say any more. Qing Yi, Nier, Cang Nan, Lius, come out! Let the freshman choose."
Qing Yi, with her fiery figure and alluring beauty, Nier, who had an exceptionally handsome face with sharp features and a demon-like charm, was known for his martial soul, the wolf. Then there was Cang Nan, tall and sharp-eyed, with an eagle martial soul, and finally Lius, a towering figure at 1.89 meters tall, with a turtle martial soul. These were all well-known martial souls among the academy's students.
In reality, Wang Li could choose anyone and still be confident in his victory, but fighting a woman right away could spark unnecessary outrage.
So, Wang Li looked toward Nier, whose martial soul was the wolf, and said,
"Senior Nier, please give me your guidance!"
Nier took a step forward, a rebellious smile spreading across his striking face. He stretched his body and said in a carefree tone,
"Kid, if you had chosen that big brute over there, maybe you could've lasted for an incense stick's time if you were a bit more agile. But choosing me, the Demon Wolf Nier, is your greatest misfortune."
"Even though you just entered the academy, I won't show mercy. Be careful, even if you are a genius."
Seeing that Wang Li had chosen his opponent, Bai Chen nodded and said,
"Let's go, to the arena!"
The academy encouraged combat, but it was always in the form of arena matches, not private fights. Private battles could easily escalate into dangerous situations, resulting in injury or even death—something no one wanted to witness.
Conflicts within clubs, between clubs, and any other battles were all resolved in the arena.
The student council kept a tight grip on private fights, ensuring that no combat happened outside the arena. They would never allow anyone to break this rule.
These weren't just beginner soul masters. These students had already gained their first soul ring, and their combat abilities and destructive power were considerable.
The student council president had always been the academy's strongest student. He was expected to handle situations where conflicts arose between clubs or even multiple clubs, maintaining order without teacher intervention.
After all, this was an academy where parents trusted the staff to take care of their children. They couldn't return home with a disabled or dead student.
A few moments later, at the arena...
Under the watchful eyes of a massive crowd, Wang Li and Nier stood face to face in the arena. Bai Chen stood nearby, acting as the referee.
After Bai Chen's gaze swept over the two of them, his solemn voice rang out,
"Get ready, and summon your martial souls!"
Nier: "Martial soul possession!"
Wang Li: "Martial soul release!"
Nier's body changed, his muscles bulging as he grew taller and stronger, transforming into a werewolf. His sharp fangs and claws were exposed, and his crimson eyes gleamed. Yellow soul rings fluctuated around him as he looked at Wang Li, who was surrounded by Blue Silver Grass.
"Kid, my martial soul is the Demon Wolf, and I'm an 18th-level soul master, a powerful attacker known for my destructive power. If you can't keep up, surrender early!"
Wang Li was slightly surprised that Nier had openly revealed his advantage, but he smiled and replied,
"Senior Nier, my martial soul is a mutated Blue Silver Grass, and my soul power is at level 15. I should be considered a control-type soul master. I'm confident in my abilities!"
Nier raised an eyebrow. According to the academy's teachings, attack-type soul masters generally counter agility-type soul masters, agility-type soul masters counter control-type, and control-type soul masters counter attack-type.
Agility-type soul masters lacked the strength to directly face attack-type soul masters, while control-type soul masters struggled to hold off the rapid advances of agility-type soul masters. Attack-type soul masters found it hard to break through the defenses set up by control-type soul masters.
However, every situation had its nuances. Nier believed that with his Demon Wolf martial soul, even though Wang Li's mutated martial soul was formidable, his three-level advantage in soul power would easily overwhelm the Blue Silver Grass once he closed the distance. As long as he could reach Wang Li, the fight would be over.
"Be careful!"
Nier warned, extending his claws and charging forward. Having revealed his advantages, he was fully confident in attacking without hesitation.
With his Beast martial soul enhancing his physical strength and his 18th-level soul power boosting his speed, even though Nier wasn't an agility-type soul master, he was as fast as the wind.
Wang Li's gaze sharpened. He was confident that his physical body was not weaker than Nier's, possibly even superior. However, as his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, he would fight using it.
He silently commanded,
"Blue Silver! Grow!"
In an instant, the Blue Silver Grass surrounding him surged, growing rapidly as thick vines extended and completely enveloped his body.
Twelve of the vines, thick and snake-like, actively launched an assault, charging toward Nier.
Nier was unafraid, skillfully dodging the attacks. He knew he couldn't let the vines ensnare him, so he swung his claws to sever them.
But soon, his face twisted in disbelief. He couldn't cut through them—not even with all his strength. He left only shallow scratches that quickly healed, the vines restoring almost instantly.
At that moment, Wang Li chuckled. Although creating and healing the vines required soul power, controlling and directing them consumed only physical strength. It was like swinging his arms—exerting physical energy rather than soul power. Wang Li swung the vines like an extension of his limbs, attacking Nier without tiring.
Now, Nier was left to continuously dodge in a flustered manner...
(End of chapter)