Chapter 113 Ice Soul White Tiger, Challenging a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Beyond Its Level!
"Next candidate, Dai Huabin!"
Gong Changlong's voice echoed in the arena, and the originally noisy discussions quieted down a bit.
Mu Jin stood on the sidelines, having already flipped through several pages of the roster in her hand.
She glanced down at the score record: Xiao Xiao 120 points, Cui Yajie 120 points, Wang Dong'er 145 points, and Zhu Lu 150 points.
Four people, the lowest score is 120.
She has been a teacher for so many years and has taught countless classes, and she has never seen any class produce such a result.
These four people were basically trained by Dai Huabin personally.
Now, it's my turn to take the stage.
Mu Jin took a deep breath, a strange sense of anticipation rising within her. It would be a lie to say she wasn't happy to have a student like this.
On the sidelines, Lan Susu nudged Lan Luoluo's arm.
"Little sister, how many points do you think Dai Huabin will get?"
Lan Luolu thought for a moment: "Zhu Lu got full marks, he can't possibly get lower than Zhu Lu, right?"
"Isn't that still a perfect score? A perfect score is the maximum."
"Let's see how quickly he finishes."
Wu Feng stood at the back of the line, her attention entirely focused on Dai Huabin.
The information about Zhu Lu's Spirit evolution and her ten-thousand-year soul ring kept churning in her mind.
If Dai Huabin really has a way to evolve a Spirit...
But she really couldn't bear to part with the young master.
Wu Feng subconsciously clenched her fist, then quickly relaxed it.
No, let's see first.
Dai Huabin walked to the center of the field, and Gong Changlong flipped through the information card in his hand.
"Dai Huabin, Class 1, Grade 2, individual assessment."
Gong Changlong looked up and sized him up.
"Which area would you like to choose?"
Dai Huabin stopped, but did not answer immediately.
He glanced around at the two sections of the inner circle of the Colosseum: Centennial and Millennial.
Zhu Lu just got a perfect score in the Millennium region. If he also chooses the Millennium region, he can certainly win, but it would be too boring.
Besides, his purpose in standing here today is not just to pass the assessment.
Seated on the viewing platform were Yan Shaozhe, Cai Meier, Xian Liner, Qian Duoduo, and Xuan Zi—the true power holders of the Academy. He needed to show them enough to secure more resources and influence in the days to come.
"Elder Gong," Dai Huabin said.
Gong Changlong raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"
"I wonder if it is possible to choose a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast?"
After these words were spoken, the Colosseum fell silent for about two seconds.
Then it was like someone had stepped on a bomb switch.
"Ten thousand years? He said ten thousand years!"
"Is he insane? Even if he's a Soul Master, there's no reason for him to challenge a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Beast!"
"You know, even an ordinary five-ring Soul King might not be able to defeat a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Beast, and he's only a four-ring Soul King!"
"No, no, Zhu Lu was also a fourth-ring Spirit just now, but her Spirit evolved! Could Dai Huabin's Spirit have evolved too?"
The discussion on the sidelines immediately erupted.
Mu Jin tightened her grip on the roster. She opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing. Knowing Dai Huabin as she did, this student never did anything without being certain of success.
Wang Dong'er stood there, stunned.
She turned to look at Zhu Lu, whose expression was calm, with even a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.
"Lulu, the class monitor..."
"Don't worry," Zhu Lu replied simply.
Xiao Xiao couldn't help but lean closer: "Lulu, how come you're not nervous at all? It's a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast!"
Zhu Lu tilted her head: "Because he is Hua Bin."
This statement seemed so self-evident that Xiao Xiao couldn't find a reason to refute it for a moment.
Cui Yajie muttered under her breath, "Every time I hear you two talking, my teeth ache."
Hyotei crossed her arms and snorted, "A ten-thousand-year-old soul beast? In the far north, that's just a watchdog squatting at my door."
Snow Emperor glanced at Ice Emperor: "Keep your voice down."
"I'm telling the truth."
On the field, Gong Changlong stared at Dai Huabin for a long while.
He held the whistle in one hand and had the other hand behind his back, his fingers rhythmically tapping the soul tool communication array at his waist.
Ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.
As a Title Douluo, Gong Changlong could easily deal with ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, and he was absolutely confident in his safety.
The problem is that no student has ever voluntarily applied for the "perpetual zone" in the promotion assessment, because that is not within the scope of the assessment at all.
He glanced back at the spectator stands.
Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly.
Gong Changlong withdrew his gaze, stared at the blond boy in front of him, and let out a short laugh.
"Good lad, I've been a referee for over twenty years and I've never encountered a second-year student who dared to challenge a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast."
He paused, then changed his tone:
"I don't know if you really have the ability or if you're just putting on an act. But seeing your demeanor, I'll make an exception this time!"
Gong Changlong raised his hand and gestured towards the management area deep inside the venue.
The iron gate slowly opened.
A deep, muffled growl came from the depths of the passage, causing the ground to tremble slightly.
A massive soul beast emerged from the darkness.
It was a ten-thousand-year-old Ironback Rhinoceros, its body covered with gray-black armor-like scales, with a row of sharp iron bone spikes standing upright on its back. It was nearly three meters tall at the shoulder, and every step its four thick legs took left deep cracks in the ground.
It has a dark horn over a meter long on its nose, with a faint, earthy yellow glow of soul power flowing around the horn.
The Iron-Spine Rhinoceros, a defensive soul beast, is renowned for its thick hide and tough flesh. It can withstand a direct confrontation without suffering losses. Although its speed is not fast, a single charge from it can break the bones of an ordinary five-ring Soul King.
On the viewing platform, Qian Duoduo finally perked up completely.
"A ten-thousand-year-old iron-spine rhinoceros? This thing has a hide as thick as a city wall. It's very difficult to break through its defense with a pure strength-based fighting style."
Xian Lin'er shook her head: "If he also has the ultimate ice, then it's not certain. The ultimate attribute itself has stronger penetrating power and suppressive power."
Yan Shaozhe didn't say anything, holding the now-cold teacup without taking a sip.
Cai Meier, quite honestly, picked up the snacks on the table and continued eating, mumbling something indistinctly as she ate:
"Stop analyzing, just look."
Xuanzi had just started eating a new chicken leg when he heard Cai Meier's words, and he nodded in agreement, which was rare for him.
Inside the arena, the ancient iron-backed rhinoceros had completely walked out of the passage.
It tilted its head and sized up the human in front of it, exhaling two thick gusts of air from its nostrils. In its perception, the little two-legged creature in front of it didn't have particularly strong soul power.
The Ironback Rhinoceros shook the single horn on its head and let out a low, threatening growl.
Dai Huabin stood twenty meters away and stretched his wrists.
He already had a complete plan in mind.
The Iron-backed Rhinoceros is a defensive type with slow speed and a single attack pattern.
The dumbest way to deal with such a tough-skinned soul beast is to wear it down, while the smartest way is to break through its defenses in one strike.
He doesn't intend to waste time.
"Ice Soul White Tiger, Possession!"
The moment his soul power surged, platinum-gold light burst forth from Dai Huabin's body.
His figure suddenly grew taller in the light, his arms were covered with dense white-gold tiger stripes, and sharp claw blades sprang from his fingertips. Pale blue ice crystal patterns spread from his forehead to his claws and tail.
Four soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—rose in succession and slowly rotated beneath his feet.
That ancient black soul ring was particularly eye-catching.
Immediately afterwards, the aura of ultimate ice was released without reservation.
The temperature dropped sharply.
The air inside the arena, which had just been chilled by Zhu Lubing, had not yet fully warmed up and was now covered with a thin layer of frost.
A ring of ice flowers formed on the ground closest to Dai Huabin, spreading outwards for several meters.
Gong Changlong reflexively took a half step back.
This is the second time today that he has been forced back by the Ultimate Ice.
The students outside the venue went wild.
"As expected! Dai Huabin is also an Ultimate Ice master!"
"He's also a fourth-ring expert! Just like Zhu Lu!"
"What incredible luck these two have! Their Spirits have even evolved!"
"Forget about luck, look at their momentum!"
On the viewing platform, Yan Shaozhe finally put down his teacup.
Cai Meier stopped eating snacks.
Xian Lin'er leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees.
Qian Duoduo rubbed her nose and muttered, "Just as I expected."
Xuanzi remained calm, continuing to gnaw on the chicken leg, chewing it with a satisfying crunch.
After all, Zhu Lu already possessed the Ultimate Ice, so there was no reason for Dai Huabin not to as well. Xuanzi was more interested in what tricks this kid could pull off.
"Not surprising." Yan Shaozhe finally spoke, his voice very low. "Zhu Lu's Spirit evolution is clearly related to the Ultimate Ice, and he is the most core person around Zhu Lu. It makes sense that he also possesses the Ultimate Ice."
Cai Meier added, "Now there are three people with the Ultimate Ice Spirit in one class. Xue Qingyao, Zhu Lu, and Dai Huabin. The Martial Soul Department has really hit the jackpot this time."
Xian Lin'er's expression changed.
Originally, she was only focused on Xue Qingyao, thinking about how to snatch the genius of Ultimate Ice from the Martial Soul Department.
But the situation is different now.
Three Ultimate Ice users.
Whether it's Xue Qingyao or Zhu Lu, they all gathered together with Dai Huabin at the core.
To win them over, we must first win over Dai Huabin. Dai Huabin himself is also a genius Soul Master, a level 45 Soul Master with a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, the Ultimate Ice, and a Spirit Fusion Skill.
If someone like that gets into the Soul Guidance Department, that's a game-changer.
Xian Lin'er took a deep breath and began to consider what price to ask for.
Inside the arena, Dai Huabin didn't give the Ironback Rhinoceros much time to react.
The first Spirit ring lit up.
"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier."
A platinum-gold shield condensed and took shape on the body's surface, and the extreme cold of ice merged into the protective barrier, giving the entire protective layer an extra layer of icy crystal texture.
Immediately afterwards, the third Spirit ring lit up.
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