"Battle begins!"

The crescent blade in his hand suddenly rose, leaving streaks of blood-red afterimages, and swiftly slashed down like lightning.

"Whoosh!"

The purple soul ring hummed, and the fire shield suddenly expanded, like a pebble falling into a calm lake. Ripples spread out from the center of the calm lake, and the area grew wider and wider.

"boom!"

The thick, solid azure flame shield expanded infinitely, forcing back Xie Yue, who was thrusting forward with the momentum of the moon blade, along with his fierce slashes.

The innate advantage derived from the Soul Power realm ruthlessly crushed Xie Yue, who was at a lower realm.

Xie Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint appearing in them. He focused his soul power on his entire body to mitigate the impact of the fire shield, adjusted his body, and landed steadily. Looking at Qian Yuelong, who was surrounded by azure flames, he pursed his lips, pondering the possibility of using the same tactic to strengthen his soul power to temporarily defend against the scorching azure flames and launch an attack on Qian Yuelong.

Qian Yuelong leaned forward, her slightly curled silver-white hair tracing elegant arcs in the air, like a dragonfly skimming the water, so fast that the trajectory could not be captured by the naked eye.

Before the afterimage in her eyes had disappeared, Qian Yuelong had already moved to the diagonal rear of Xie Yue. Her eyes, which were filled with clear light mist, blinked, and her vast spiritual power silently mixed into the blazing blue flames. Like radio waves, several spiritual power fluctuations with different centers of gravity spread out at the same time. The effect was no different from several sonic boom grenades and flashbangs thrown around people exploding at the same time. The aftershocks even spread to other students who were standing nearby.

It felt like a sharp awl piercing through the eardrum and deep into the brain, causing a needle-like pain from the eardrum to the cranial nerves, making them unconsciously cover their ears in agony.

Xie Yue, who was closest, groaned. For a moment, many small black stars appeared before his eyes. His head felt as if he had been hit on the back with a club, and he felt a sharp pain. Under the astonished gazes of Wei Ming and the others, Qian Yuelong, who was close to Xie Yue, put her five fingers together and swiftly struck the back of his neck.

Xie Yue's tall body swayed, and before he could even use his soul skill, he collapsed to the ground.

Hu Liena's expression of astonishment remained frozen in place.

Yan's chin involuntarily widened and hadn't yet retracted.

The other students in Class 3 maintained expressions of pain or other shock, a complex mix that made their expressions appear somewhat distorted.

That's it?!

Qian Yuelong maintained her raised hand and chopped down, glancing at Xie Yue who was lying on the ground, her eyes flickering.

Hmm, it seems she had a preconceived notion.

In the original story, Xie Yue's personal strength left a very strong impression. Especially since she had partnered with Xie Yue, she knew that she must not give Xie Yue a chance to get close and attack. So, unconsciously, she used all her strength.

But now it seems

Qian Yuelong looked down at Xie Yue, who was face down, with only the back of his silver-white head showing, and felt a little complicated.

"Xiao Ba, I think I overestimated Xie Yue. I had preconceived notions and projected his strength onto the characters from the original storyline. I didn't expect the early Xie Yue to be so fragile."

【.】

886 coldly remarked: "Look at your current strength and level. You, a walking BKing, are comparing yourself to someone who hasn't even grown up yet. It's embarrassing to even say it out loud."

Of course, it would be even more embarrassing if the current host couldn't defeat the other party even after using all his strength.

"That's true."

Qian Yuelong sighed softly in her heart. With a rare moment of conscience, she bowed and kindly turned Xie Yue, who had been knocked unconscious, over so that he could breathe normally while still unconscious.

"Teacher Wei, are you not going to keep the score?"

Pretending not to see the expressions on other people's faces and the monster-like looks they were giving her, Qian Yuelong spoke in a normal tone as if nothing had happened.

Wei Ming coughed lightly, his fist half-clenched, and announced the result of the match: "Qian Yuelongji, 2 points. Um, while you're at it, could you move Xie Yue to that open space over there?"

He was just knocked unconscious; he should wake up in a bit.

However, once the top seven are determined, the training program for the Holy Maiden will need to be readjusted.

Wei Ming made a decision in his mind, and his understanding of Qian Yuelong's strength reached a new level.

Qian Yuelong looked at her small frame of about 1.5 meters, then at Xie Yue, who was obviously much taller than her, and fell into deep thought.

If you carry it, won't Xie Yue's head drag on the ground?

"Qian Yuelong, let me help you! Let me help you!"

A warm voice reached my ears.

Qian Yuelong looked at the two classmates who were walking towards her, rubbing their hands together, their faces full of eagerness and their eyes shining with admiration for the strong. A smile appeared on her delicate and fair face: "Then I'll have to trouble you."

"No trouble at all!"

The two shook their heads violently, then bent down and nimbly carried Xie Yue to an open space not far away.

Yan, recovering from his shock, glanced at the relaxed Qian Yuelong, then at Qian Yuelong who had returned to the main group with her hands tucked in her pockets. Finally, he belatedly realized something, and a small flame ignited in his dark red eyes. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up and said, "You! When you fought me before, were you not even using your full strength?!"

You promised to go all out!

Like a lion cat who had seen its owner petting another cat outside and felt betrayed, Yan glared at Qian Yuelong.

The master of balance, Qian Yuelong, immediately retorted: "How could that be? I also used my full strength when I faced you. It's just that we are both Soul Masters who can control flames, and I thought you wanted to test whose flames were stronger."

"As for close combat... please, if I were an offensive Soul Master, I would of course choose to use Soul Skills to clash head-on with you." But the reality is, she's just a fragile Control-type Soul Master!

"Furthermore, even if everyone has mastered the body tempering method, I don't think any control-type Soul Master would be foolish enough to go up and use their fragile little body to clash head-on with a power-attack-type Soul Master when both sides can use Soul Skills, right?"

Qian Yuelong spoke with a sincere expression.

At first glance, it sounds like fallacy, but upon closer inspection, it's quite true.

but

A fragile control-type Soul Master?

Yan glanced at Xie Yue, who was still asleep, and then at Qian Yuelong, who was shorter than him, and began to question his life.

This is called fragility, then what is Xie Yue? And what is he?

He felt that Qian Yuelong shouldn't be a control type, but rather a power-attack type.

The atmosphere fell silent. Wei Ming cleared his throat and tried to smooth things over, saying, "Yan, what Qian Yuelong said makes sense. When a control-type Soul Master faces a power-attack-type Soul Master, the ideal way to fight is to avoid a direct confrontation and make full use of one's own advantages."

Yan fell silent for a moment.

To Wei Ming and Qian Yuelong's surprise, he withdrew his sharp aura and regained his composure, only a hint of resentment remained in his eyes, and he mumbled a "hmm".

Qian Yuelong raised an eyebrow, her understanding of Yan was refreshed, and she reminded herself: even if it is just a small world formed in the book, the people in it cannot be defined by a fixed panel.

At least for now, they are all living, breathing people with their own personalities and souls.

The moment this thought crossed her mind, Qian Yuelong's bottleneck at level 38 loosened slightly.

—A side note—

The truly aggressive teacher Yue Guan: I've already told you not to underestimate plants.

(End of this chapter)