Chapter 110 The Shocking Series of Tests
Next up is Cui Yajie.
She chose the Thousand-Year Wind Blade Demon Wolf.
Gong Changlong glanced at the data and reminded her, "This soul beast is fast, and its long-range wind blade attacks have a wide coverage area. Be careful."
Cui Yajie smiled, her long pink hair swaying gently behind her head.
"Understood, thank you, referee."
The gate opened.
The Thousand-Year Wind Blade Demon Wolf was a size larger than the Rock Armored Porcupine, with bulging muscles beneath its gray fur, and a pair of green beastly eyes locked onto Cui Yajie.
The wolf did not charge directly, but instead opened its mouth and spat out three wind blades, slicing towards her in a fan shape.
Cui Yajie's pupils turned slightly purple.
The Purple Demon Eye was activated.
The flight paths, speeds, and landing points of the three wind blades were clearly visible to her.
With Ghostly Shadow Step activated, Cui Yajie's figure slipped through the gaps between the three wind blades without making a single unnecessary movement.
The demon wolf paused for a moment.
In that brief moment, Cui Yajie's first Spirit Ring lit up.
"The first soul skill, charm."
A soft purple light emanated from her pupils, spreading towards the demon wolf.
The Spiritual strength of the Thousand-Year Wind Blade Demon Wolf was far stronger than that of a Hundred-Year Soul Beast, so the charm effect on it would not last long.
But it would not be long for Cui Yajie either.
Half a second was enough.
The wolf froze for a second.
Cui Yajie flicked her right hand, activating her second soul skill, Fox Tail Needle.
Several needle-like strands of soul power, as thin as cow hair, shot out, not hitting the demon wolf's body, but specifically targeting its two eyes.
Two Fox Tail Needles pierced the edge of the wolf's left eye. They didn't blind it, but the pain made the wolf instinctively shake its head and close its eyes.
Its attack rhythm was completely disrupted.
For the next five minutes, Cui Yajie moved around the demon wolf like a real fox.
The wolf chased her, but she used the Ghostly Shadow technique to create distance.
The demon wolf unleashed wind blades, which she dodged by predicting their trajectory using her Purple Demon Eyes.
Once her charm cooldown was over, she would cast it, even if it only delayed the wolf for half a second, and then use the opportunity to follow up with a few Fox Tail Needles.
From beginning to end, Cui Yajie never directly confronted the demon wolf.
Cui Yajie didn't need to confront it head-on.
She was waging a war of attrition, a psychological war.
Five minutes later, the wolf's eyes were surrounded by Fox Tail Needles, severely obstructing its vision, and its attack frequency dropped to one-third of its initial level.
Cui Yajie stood five meters away, breathing steadily, her clothes without a single wrinkle.
Gong Changlong blew his whistle again.
The scoreboard was raised.
Another 120 points.
The sidelines erupted in chaos.
Two 120s? Two students in one class got 120s!
"And they're all level 30 fighting against millennia-old monsters!"
"What kind of class is this? A den of monsters?"
On the viewing platform, Yan Shaozhe finally sat up straight.
When he watched Xiao Xiao's performance, he was only pleasantly surprised. It was reasonable for a genius with twin Spirit Souls to show a high level of skill after special training.
But Cui Yajie scored a high score of 120, which was not just a matter of talent.
Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit, mental type.
This kind of Spirit was naturally at a disadvantage in battles of the same level because its attack power was insufficient and its defense was weak.
However, the effect that Cui Yajie produced was completely unlike that of a level 30 Spirit Master.
The prediction with the Purple Demon Eye, the movement with Ghostly Shadow Steps, the rhythmic coordination of Charm and Fox Tail Needle...
This playing style was taught by someone.
Yan Shaozhe's gaze fell on the blond boy in the audience.
Cai Meier noticed it too. She put down her teacup, leaned close to Yan Shaozhe's ear, and whispered something.
"When these two girls enrolled a year ago, their application materials were quite ordinary. But now? They can both pass the Millennium Examination with high scores on their own."
Cai Meier's meaning was very clear: this wasn't a sudden burst of talent, but rather someone had put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.
And this person could only be Dai Huabin.
Yan Shaozhe didn't reply, but tapped his fingers twice on the teacup.
Xian Lin'er sat on the other side, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of hair.
Her focus was different from Cai Meier's.
Cui Yajie was originally a mental-type Soul Master, and she had also learned the Tang Sect's Purple Demon Eye, which meant her Spiritual strength was now quite good. And the Soul Guidance System needed such mental-type Soul Masters.
Xian Lin'er suddenly had an idea: winning over Cui Yajie was practically the same as winning over Dai Huabin.
...
Cui Yajie returned to the queue, and Xiao Xiao was the first to rush up and hug her.
"Yajie, you also got 120 points!"
Cui Yajie felt dizzy from being shaken and pushed her away:
"Stop shaking, stop shaking, my hair is all messed up."
Wang Dong'er stood to the side, her expression complex.
She was happy for Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie, but at the same time, she felt a tightness in her chest.
These two were about the same age as her when they first enrolled, but now they're both much better than the others.
The reason they became stronger all pointed to the same person.
Wang Dong'er glanced at Dai Huabin subconsciously.
The guy was talking to Zhu Lu, a relaxed smile on his face.
Dai Huabin was indeed smiling.
Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie's performance was as he expected.
Before the holiday, he had devised a special training plan for the two of them, and now that their Spirit power had increased, the combat effects were even more obvious.
The gap in Spirit power level could be made up with rare and precious materials, but combat awareness and on-the-spot adaptability had to be honed through practice.
Of course, Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie also worked very hard, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to learn Ghost Shadow Tracks and Purple Demon Eye. Cui Yajie, in particular, not only had to learn Ghost Shadow Tracks, but also had to cultivate Purple Demon Eye.
However, it seemed to be working well now.
Dai Huabin turned his head and glanced at the assessment list.
He knew the name of the next person to come on stage.
Mu Jin flipped through the roster and read out the next name.
"Wang Dong'er."
Wang Dong'er took a deep breath and walked out of the queue.
Her long, light blue hair shimmered softly in the sunlight.
She was wearing a white school uniform, had a slender figure, and walked out with her back very straight.
Gong Changlong glanced at the data card.
"Level 34 Soul Master Wang Dong'er, with the Goddess of Light Butterfly Spirit, which region should she choose?"
Wang Dong'er did not hesitate.
"Millennium."
Gong Changlong nodded and opened the gate directly.
A fiery lion, over three meters long, burst out of the secret passage. The moment its four paws touched the ground, pale red flames emerged from under its fur, covering its entire body.
With each step the lion took, a string of charred marks appeared on the ground.
The Flaming Lion flicked its mane, let out a low growl, and the hot breath escaping from its mouth distorted the air.
The Thousand-Year Flaming Demon Lion.
With its fire attribute, it excelled in both melee and ranged combat, boasting a balanced offense and defense, making it even more troublesome than the soul beasts Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie drew.
Gong Changlong glanced at Wang Dong'er, then at the Fiery Lion in the arena, and without saying anything, retreated to a safe distance.
Wang Dong'er stood in the center of the field, her long, light blue hair blowing backward in the heat.
She didn't release her Spirit immediately, but stared at the demonic lion for a few seconds.
The Flame Lion didn't give her much time to observe.
The lion opened its mouth wide, a flash of red light appeared deep in its throat, and a thick, pillar-shaped flame shot straight toward Wang Dong'er's face.
Even before the flames reached her, the burning sensation made her skin feel tight.
Wang Dong'er turned her feet.
Ghostly Appearances.
She shifted half a step to the left, a small movement, but precisely avoiding the area covered by the flames.
A column of flame grazed past her right shoulder, scorching a patch of ground behind her.
At the same time, the wings of the Goddess of Light Butterfly behind her fully unfolded.
Her dazzling blue butterfly wings unfurled in the sunlight, and golden patterns on the wings began to flow, lifting her off the ground.
The first Spirit Ring flashed.
"First Soul Skill, Winged Guillotine!"
The leading edge of the butterfly's wings instantly turned azure blue, and golden light patterns spread outward, condensing into a three-inch-wide golden edge on the wing edge, sharp enough to emit a buzzing sound.
Instead of attacking from the front, Wang Dong'er used the momentum of her sidestep to circle around to the left front of the demon lion. Her butterfly wings swept out with the golden guillotine, not aiming for the head or the spine, but specifically targeting the knee joint of the demon lion's left foreleg.
"Aww!"
The golden guillotine struck the weak spot on the side of the joint, causing the demonic lion's left foreleg to buckle, and its massive body lurched to the left and forward, its flames coming to an abrupt halt.
Standing in the queue, Xiao Xiao clenched her fists and whispered a call.
"Pretty!"
Cui Yajie nodded slightly.
The location chosen for this strike was very clever. It avoided directly colliding with the lion's thickest fur and muscles, instead targeting the joints to create maximum disruption with minimal force.
Dai Huabin stood in the line, arms crossed, looking at Wang Dong'er on the field.
He was making plans in his mind.
Although Wang Dong'er hadn't practiced Ghost Shadow Steps for as long as Xiao Xiao and Cui Yajie, she possessed the Goddess of Light Butterfly Spirit, whose wings granted her flight ability. Combined with the Ghost Shadow Steps footwork, her mobility far surpassed that of soul masters engaged in ground combat.
As long as she didn't do anything foolish and confront the Demon Lion head-on, this assessment shouldn't be a problem.
The Flame Lion was thoroughly enraged by this attack.
It shook off its staggering front legs, roared, and pounced forward with its entire lion body, its right forepaw wreathed in flames as it slammed down.
Before the wind arrived, the heatwave swept over first.
Wang Dong'er did not choose to dodge on the ground.
With a flap of her wings, the butterfly soared into the air, reaching a height of five meters. The demonic lion's claws missed their target, smashing into the ground and creating a sparking crater.
Wang Dong'er hovered in the air, her second Spirit Ring flashing.
"Second Soul Skill, Butterfly God's Light!"
Dozens of small orbs of light simultaneously shot out from the golden patterns on the butterfly's wings, densely packed together.
But she didn't blast the demon lion's body.
The beam of light converged and struck the lion's open throat with pinpoint accuracy.
The Fiery Lion was raising its head to breathe fire into the air, its fire-elemental Spirit power already surging within its throat. Just then, the ball of light from the Butterfly God exploded.
The orange-red light power poured into the demon lion's throat, colliding head-on with its fire-type Spirit power.
The demonic lion let out a painful roar, and the crimson light in its throat flickered rapidly a few times before dimming.
The second mouthful of flame got stuck in its throat, and it couldn't spit it out.
What was the greatest advantage of the Morpho Butterfly?
Flight ability and light attribute.
What was the greatest threat from the Flame Lion? Its long-range flamethrower.
If she disabled the Demon Lion's fire-breathing ability, all that was left was a big cat that couldn't fly.
Wang Dong'er was in the sky.
The big cat couldn't catch the butterfly in the sky.
Having lost its remote means, the Flame Lion was completely on the defensive.
It ran around the field like a madman, trying to jump up and reach Wang Dong'er in the air.
But no matter how fierce the Thousand-Year Demon Lion was, its jumping height was only a little over three meters, while Wang Dong'er always kept herself at a height of four to five meters.
The demonic lion leaped once, but missed every time.
Wang Dong'er wasn't in a hurry. She used her butterfly wings to flexibly adjust her position, always maintaining a vertical distance of about three meters from the demon lion.
Every now and then, the first Spirit Ring would light up again, and the Winged Guillotine would slash down.
She chose a very tricky spot.
The first cut was to the lion's hind leg knee.
The second cut was made on the side of the lion's abdomen.
The third cut was to the front leg joint.
Each strike was not fatal, but each one hit the very spot that the Lion's Operation relied on most.
After three strikes, the lion's movement speed visibly slowed down.
The demon lion tried breathing fire again, but only a thick plume of smoke came out of its throat; the flames couldn't even take shape.
The luminous power of the Butterfly God's Light still lingered in its throat, hindering the smooth circulation of its fire-type Spirit power.
As the demonic lion missed its target once more, it crashed heavily to the ground, blood seeping from the wound on its front leg.
Its breathing had become much more rapid, and after its fire-type Spirit power was suppressed, the flames on its body had dimmed considerably.
Wang Dong'er judged that the time had come.
The third Spirit Ring lit up. Purple.
"Butterfly God Slash!"
One hundred and eight slashes of light simultaneously materialized within a five-meter radius.
The golden-white light blades spread out densely, forming a three-dimensional cutting net that enveloped the exhausted Flame Lion.
The demon lion instinctively wanted to rush out.
Wang Dong'er had expected this.
With a flick of her wings, the butterfly blocked the path of the charging demonic lion, its wing-shaped guillotine held horizontally in front of it. The demonic lion hesitated for a moment, but that moment was enough.
The 108 slashes of light began to converge.
One blade of light after another slashed at the demonic lion.
The light attribute completely suppressed the remaining fire-type Spirit power, and each strike dimmed the flames on the demon lion's body.
The demonic lion struggled and roared, trying to stand on its four legs, but the dense slashes made its body tremble continuously.
The next moment, its massive body collapsed to the ground, covered in crisscrossing wounds. Heavy breaths of hot air escaped from its mouth and nose. Its limbs twitched a few times before it could no longer stand up.
Wang Dong'er retracted her butterfly wings, landed on the ground, and raised her hand towards the viewing platform.
Gong Changlong quickly stepped forward to confirm.
The demon lion had lost its ability to resist.
The assessment was over.
The venue was quiet for two or three seconds, then erupted into a roar even louder than the previous two.
Gong Changlong took the score sheet and walked back to the viewing platform. The three judges exchanged opinions, and the scores were quickly announced.
"Wang Dong'er, Thousand-Year Flaming Demon Lion, your solo assessment is over!" Gong Changlong glanced at the sign in his hand and was stunned for a moment.
Total score: 145 points.
Xiao Xiao called out directly.
One hundred and forty-five!
Cui Yajie couldn't help but raise her eyebrows high.
The surrounding students were all dumbfounded.
"The previous two scores of 120 were already outrageous enough, but this one is a whopping 145?"
"The Thousand-Year Flaming Lion, that's a tough opponent among fire-type creatures, good at both offense and defense!"
"She's only level 34! Level 34, one-on-one against the Thousand-Year Flaming Lion, and only gets 145 points?"
"What the hell kind of class is this?"
When Dai Huabin heard the score, his heart skipped a beat.
One hundred and forty-five points, higher than he had estimated.
He estimated that Wang Dong'er would get between 120 and 130, but he didn't expect her to get 145.
Wang Dong'er walked back to the queue.
Her face was calm, but her clenched fist trembled slightly. There was also a hint of excitement.
Xiao Xiao rushed over to hug her.
"Dong'er, you're amazing! 145 points!"
Wang Dong'er laughed and said, "Alright, Xiao Xiao, I'm a Soul Master, of course I'm powerful!"
Cui Yajie walked over and patted her on the shoulder.
"Your fighting skills have improved a lot! Did you work hard during the holidays?"
Wang Dong'er replied:
"I just practiced randomly during the holidays."
That statement sounded rather unnatural. Cui Yajie glanced at her but didn't call her out on it.
In fact, Cui Yajie could guess it. Wang Dong'er trained like crazy during the holidays, with only one goal: to catch up with her class monitor.
As she walked back to the queue, her gaze unconsciously swept over Dai Huabin.
Dai Huabin happened to be looking at her as well.
He gave her a thumbs up.
This was just one simple action, as simple as it could get.
Wang Dong'er's face flushed slightly, and she quickly turned her head back, raising her chin high.
On the viewing platform, Xuanzi finally put down the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand.
He stared at the crowd standing below the field for a long time before turning to look at Yan Shaozhe.
"What were the scores of the three students in your second-grade class one? 120, 120, and 145?"
Yan Shaozhe nodded, his expression a little complicated. He was genuinely happy, but also somewhat bewildered.
Cai Meier held a teacup,
"It's not over yet, Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu haven't come on stage yet."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shaozhe paused for a moment, his hand holding the teacup still.
Xian Lin'er also came to her senses and stopped curling her hair.
That's right, Dai Huabin, the core of these people, hadn't even made a move yet. Not only that, there was also Xue Qingyao, who's level 65.
Xuanzi picked up the chicken leg again, took a bite, and chewed it twice.
"This assessment is interesting."
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