Chapter 535 - Replication (1/2)

Song Lin, one of the teachers of the third grade cla.s.s, was a teacher at Shrek Academy. She had no intention of utterly crus.h.i.+ng either the first or second grade team at this compet.i.tion. It wouldn't be beneficial to their growth and development. At the end of the day, they were all students and there was no reason to be so brutal. This was her mindset when she decided to send Wu Rui, one of the top five students in the third grade, to fight in the first duel. Whoever the second grade decided to send, they wouldn't be utterly demolished by Wu Rui. Nor would it be possible for them to defeat him, not without great difficulty.

Elder Cai stepped off the platform and disappeared in a silver flash. She appeared an instant later on the stage and announced, “The partic.i.p.ants of the first duel will now step up on the stage.” Two figures entered from opposite ends of the stage and cheers erupted from the stands.

Wu Rui gracefully levitated himself up and landed on the stage, light as a feather. He looked like a scholar with an ephemeral air to him. With one arm in front and one behind, his hair was combed back without a single loose hair. A hint of a smile could be seen as he waved to the audience. He carried himself like a sage. If not for the fact that romantic relations.h.i.+ps were forbidden by the Academy, he would surely have been one of the most prolific playboys.

Yuanen Yehui entered the arena with a thud. She wore her usual male disguise, any unique features she once had were blurred. Her arrival on the stage was followed by a surge of cheers from the second grade.

“I'm Wu Rui of the third grade,” he said, revealing a s.h.i.+ning smile. There wasn't the slightest hint of provocation or contempt in his expression. It was a perfect pretty boy's smile. A most mysterious smile, one that tugged on the heartstrings of both men and women with no clear indication of whom that smile was intended for.

“Im Yuanen Yehui of the second grade,” she grunted unenthusiastically.

“So you're the president of the second grade!” Wu Rui said. “I've heard that you have twin martial souls. Amazing! Well, good luck.”

Yuanen Yehui stared back at him, not uttering a word, expression deadpan.

Wu Rui continued, blissfully unaware that his charm was having no effect, “Don't force yourself if things get too tough. No need to worry either, I'll start off easy on you. I am your senior, after all, and we're schoolmates anyway. If you work hard, I'm positive that one day, you'll become as strong as me.”

On the sidelines of the arena, Song Lin was beginning to regret her choice. She cringed with every word of Wu Rui's imperious monologue, and she was embarra.s.sed by his arrogant posturing. Although Wu Rui was strong, he didn't know when to shut his glib mouth. He loved to act the pretty boy and play up how much of a saint he was. Before students that were six years his junior, his shortcoming was showing its ugly head.

“Shut up! Enough with this rubbis.h.!.+” Elder Cai barked.

“Uh… Elder Cai, I was just being friendly with my junior.”

Elder Cai glared at him. “Begin the match.”

“Junior brother, be careful—”

Before Wu Rui could even finish, Yuanen Yehui burst into action. Foot slamming into the ground, she leaped toward him. Her body swelled with strength as she manifested her third soul skill, Diamond t.i.tan!

Wu Rui's eyes went wide when he realized a giant was hurtling toward him. He unleashed his martial soul and shouted, “s.h.i.+t! You're d.a.m.n huge!”

Yuanen Yehui came cras.h.i.+ng down with a fist. But before she hammered Wu Rui, a gust of wind blew her away. This was his ability as a control-type, which naturally countered a.s.sault-types.

In a burst of light, a thick blue book appeared in front of him and flipped open to the first page. Countless thick vines shot out of the book to restrain Yuanen Yehui.

With how large Yuanen Yehui's body was now, it was impossible to evade the vines. Not that she intended to anyway. Her fist continuing smas.h.i.+ng its way to Wu Rui, ripping apart all of the incoming vines like cobwebs.

“That wasn't a smart move, Junior Brother,” Wu Rui said, a smirk on his lips as he licked his finger and flipped to the next page. Light enveloped him and he disappeared. An instant later, he reappeared ten meters a way, completely out of range of Yuanen Yehui's attack. Now the remaining vines completed their work, restraining her limbs.

Plants and s.p.a.ce? He's a dual-attribute? As Tang Wulin watched, astonishment flickered in his eyes. What kind of martial soul is that?

Wu Zhangkong put a hand to his chin as he observed. “His martial soul is the Heaven's Book. It doesn't control the elements. Rather, it carries a stock of abilities. Each soul ring he gains unlocks another page in the book and allows him to store a soul skill in the page. The vines and teleportation were both soul skills he stored. It looks like he chose the path of a control-type. Not a bad choice. His martial soul doesn't have any set inclination, so he has the freedom to grow in whatever direction he wants. But his strength is reliant on his stored soul skills and their synergy. He's a tough opponent.”