Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 69 Enrollment Day

The enrollment day of Canaan College is approaching, but Xiao Yan has not disrupted the rhythm of his life. He is still carrying out the training planned by Hun Ruoruo and the others, with a proper balance of relaxation and intensity.

With a stable mentality, his cultivation level, which had already reached the peak of six stars, broke through the bottleneck of two stars and reached the level of an eight-star fighter. As a result, two more drops of liquid were contained in the cyclone in his body.

As a symbol of a fighting master, liquid fighting spirit should not appear in the fighter's cyclone. It is conceivable how far-reaching the benefits brought by refining the strange fire are.

These two extra drops of liquid Dou Qi were enough to allow Xiao Yan, a fighter, to nearly double his combat time. Such a terrifying effect could not help but increase Xiao Yan's desire to become a fighter even more.
In the early morning, the sun slowly rose, but the Xiao family, which should have been gradually becoming lively, seemed a little deserted, which made Xiao Yan, who stopped practicing every day by listening to the noisy voices, feel a little uncomfortable.

"Enrollment day is today, and I don't know what the instructor's attitude will be."

After finishing breathing in the Dou Qi of Heaven and Earth, Xiao Yan slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, with a wry smile on his face.

He really didn't expect that the random thoughts that flashed through his mind might very well come true.

A mentor at the level of a five-star Grand Fighter is as strong as a father. It would be extremely difficult to violate the rules under her nose.

"Based on that unruly woman's temper, I guess her teacher isn't much better."

After complaining, Xiao Yan rubbed the ring in his hand and tried to ask Yao Lao for his opinion.

"Don't worry, I can lend you my soul power when necessary." Yao Lao's voice came slowly from the ring.

"Can I still borrow soul power?"

"Nonsense! If soul power couldn't be borrowed, how could you have cultivated that soul fighting skill?"

".makes sense."

Recalling the "engraving" that Hun Ruoruo had done in his mind, Xiao Yan suddenly understood and asked curiously, "Teacher, if I borrow your soul power, what kind of strength can I exert?"

"With your current small body, at best, you can only exert the power of a beginner Dou Ling."

"hiss"

At most, he could only exert the power of a beginner Dou Ling. This was probably what Xiao Yan had heard from the second Versailles.

The first one was also said by Yao Lao. He said that Dan Wang Gu He was nothing in front of him.

Xiao Yan couldn't help but look forward to it. He wondered how much strength he would need to improve to be able to rival Hun Ruoruo with the help of Yao Lao's soul power.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yan finally did not dare to ask. After all, the strength that Hun Ruoruo had displayed in the center of the mountain range was too terrifying, and he was afraid of offending his teacher.

"What are you laughing at, little brat?"

"Nothing!"

Suddenly realizing something, Xiao Yan quickly put on his clothes and rushed outside.

Walking out of the Xiao Mansion, the once bustling neighborhood had become deserted, leaving only waves of sound coming from far away, which seemed to be transmitted from the center of Wutan City.

If Xiao Yan's soul power had not been trained to a very sharp level, it would probably be difficult to detect.

"Xiao Yan, hurry up, you're the only one missing!"

"Brother Xiao Yan!"

Hearing the shouts coming from not far away, Xiao Yan cast his gaze towards the people in the distance and couldn't help but secretly raised his eyebrows.
"Everyone's dressed so formally, isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to just throw on some random clothes?"

After making a joke, Xiao Yan walked quickly into the team and started chatting with Xun'er. Everyone hurried towards the center of Wutan City.

After crossing the path and walking forward for a distance, you will be not far from the testing site of Canaan College.

Xiao Yan was actually quite familiar with this place. When he first witnessed the soul fighting skills, it was at the intersection of the three major families. The scene that happened at that time was still fresh in his memory even now.

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Gazing at the endless crowd before him, Xiao Yan couldn't find a single familiar feeling. He even had a vague idea of ​​where to go. Fortunately, Xiao Yu, as a student at Canaan College, was well-versed in admissions and had a plan for dealing with the surging crowd. She led everyone in a long circle before finally stopping at a tiny fork in the road. With a flash of her figure, she slipped straight in.

Following her movements, the Xiao family members who went to take the test also went into the fork in the road. The originally crowded outer area of ​​the square was suddenly isolated behind them, leaving only a group of fully armed soldiers to surround the Xiao family members.

Xiao Yu walked forward, handed over the token in his hand, and then whispered a few words to the people in the army.

A middle-aged officer walked out slowly, and his fierce eyes looked at several people for a moment, and finally stopped at Xiao Yan.

"I heard that Wutan City has a special student. Is that you?"

"That's it."

Xiao Yan touched his nose and responded lazily.

"Very good, you go alone and the rest of you follow!"

The middle-aged officer showed a stiff smile on his face, and then waved his hand towards the army behind him.

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the army marched in uniform steps, splitting a path from the middle for people to pass through.

"Senior Ke"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu's expression changed slightly. He was about to say something, but was stopped by the middle-aged officer with a look.

"Brother Xiao Yan, can Xun'er go with you?" Xun'er whispered from the side.

"Nizi, just follow behind obediently."

Xiao Yan had long anticipated that this assessment would definitely not be easy, so he did not take this provocation, which was just an appetizer, too seriously.

He gave Xun'er a teasing look and then walked slowly towards the path.

"Is this... murderous intent?" A slight chill came across his skin, and the blood in Xiao Yan's body seemed to be boiling. The familiar feeling just happened to awaken the bloodthirsty taste of his desperate fight with bandits.

His expression remained unchanged as he slowly walked to the center of the path, feeling the teasing glances from the soldiers.

"Excuse me, please lend me a hand."

"Boy, isn't the road right in front of you? Are you scared?"

A burst of laughter broke out among the soldiers. They had several lives on their hands, so naturally they would not have any respect for a student.

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

With a cold arc on his lips, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly flashed with an extremely strong murderous intent in response. The murderous aura that crawled out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, mixed with the pressure of soul power, made the surrounding soldiers' faces change drastically and their whole bodies tremble uncontrollably.

"You" The soldier closest to Xiao Yan said in a trembling voice, cold sweat dripping from the gaps in his armor. As a ruthless man who slept with a corpse in his arms, he saw a bloodthirsty murderous intent far stronger than his own in the eyes of a childish boy, which made him simply unbelievable.

With such murderous intent, the number of people he has killed is definitely more than just two hands.
"Shh, just let me go."

Xiao Yan whispered to the soldier in front, then patted him lightly on the shoulder, ignored the murderous aura of the crowd, and floated away.

He crossed the distance of more than ten meters in a few steps, and then his face regained the relaxed smile he had before, and he slowly said to the middle-aged officer behind him: "Senior Ke, does this mean I have passed the test?"

He naturally remembered the way Xiao Yuguan addressed the other party earlier, but since he was a senior from Canaan Academy, Xiao Yan didn't intend to make a fuss about it.

The middle-aged officer's face was filled with extreme surprise. He cast his gaze at his subordinates, but detected a hint of uncontrollable fear in their eyes.

Small beads of sweat oozed from the middle-aged officer's forehead. His wooden face twitched slightly, and then he nodded: "Boy, you are indeed quite capable, a ruthless man!"

(End of this chapter)