Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect - The Ordinary Life of a Supporting Character

Chapter 23 Cold Lion

"Alright, don't just stand there. Introduce yourselves so your seniors can get to know each other." Sun He stepped forward after Fan Yu finished speaking. "Wang Nan, you can start."

"My name is Wang Nan, a powerful attack-type Soul Master, my Martial Soul is the Panlong Staff, and I excel in close combat." Wang Nan thought for a moment and then explained his Martial Soul and areas of expertise. After all, since he was going to create a custom Soul Guidance Device, he naturally needed to be a little more detailed.

Sun He nodded, signaling the next person to continue.

"Chen Zifeng, a powerful offensive Soul Master, Martial Soul: Soul Chasing Sword..."

After all the core disciples of the Martial Soul Department finished introducing themselves, several disciples of the Soul Guidance Department began to discuss in hushed tones. A little while later, a girl walked out from the other side.

"I just heard that Junior Sister Ling Luochen's martial soul is ice, which focuses on controlling direction. I happen to be more skilled in defensive soul tools, so I can make one for her to enhance her mobility and defense. Would you agree?"

Ling Luochen didn't like to talk, so he just nodded slightly as a sign of agreement.

With this start, the disciples from the Soul Guidance Department began to speak up and had a heated discussion with the Martial Soul Department. In the end, only Wang Nan stood alone in place with no one making a choice.

Sometimes, having high soul power isn't necessarily a good thing. Wang Nan is the only Soul Master among the core disciples, which means that helping him increase his combat power by 20% is much more difficult than helping the others. This is related to their upgrade assessment, so naturally, they dare not choose him casually.

Wang Nan didn't think there was anything wrong with it; after all, it was only human nature, and he might have done the same in his place.

However, Fan Yu's expression wasn't very pleasant. He had arranged for Sun He to bring the students here beforehand, so there was no question of leaving Wang Nan out, since both sides had the same number of students.

As Fan Yu's gaze swept over them, several Soul Guidance Department disciples shrank back, afraid that Fan Yu would call their names.

"How about I do it?" A tall girl suddenly stepped out from the crowd. She was half a head taller than Wang Nan, and her long hair was tied back with a green ribbon, making her look very capable.

"My name is Lin Xiao. I cannot guarantee that I can increase a Soul Master's combat power by 20% within three months. If you don't mind, Junior Brother, we can give it a try."

Fan Yu looked at the other Soul Guidance Department disciples with some dissatisfaction, but after seeing their trembling expressions, he didn't say anything more, only casting an inquiring glance at Wang Nan.

Wang Nan nodded, "Okay, Senior Sister Lin, please give me your guidance."

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Because there were still upgrade assessments to be taken, Wang Nan and his group left the Soul Guidance Department without staying long after they were divided into groups.

The next morning, all the second-year students gathered in the Colosseum.

On the Douluo Continent, only a handful of academies are capable of raising spirit beasts. As the number one spirit master academy on the Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy not only raises spirit beasts but also boasts the largest beast fighting area on the entire continent.

Its internal arena is a place specifically prepared for students to conduct practical training and assessments.

After receiving the assessment form, Wang Nan, as the strongest student in the second year, stood at the front, next to his homeroom teacher Sun He, and surrounded by more than twenty teachers to protect the students' safety.

As the Dean of the Martial Soul Department, Du Weilun was naturally present. He was standing on a high platform on one side of the arena, announcing the start of the upgrade assessment.

Sun He patted Wang Nan on the shoulder, "Show me the same spirit you had when you beat me up during the entrance exam."

Wang Nan chuckled and strode into the arena.

"What do you major in?" the referee's voice came from the side.

"Aggressive style".

"Please select the soul beast you wish to test, in units of hundreds of years, ranging from one hundred to a maximum of one thousand years."

"A thousand years, I guess." Although Wang Nan had already faced a thousand-year-old soul beast in the Sea of ​​Spirit, that was on his home turf, with the ball of light helping him. This was his first time facing a thousand-year-old soul beast in reality, and he was quite curious about what he could do.

"Are you sure?" the referee asked again. After all, it was a thousand-year-old soul beast, and he needed to be cautious.

"Sure."

"Ready to begin."

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the sound of chains echoed from the other end of the arena. Accompanied by a powerful aura, the iron gate in the distance slowly slammed shut, and a tall figure stepped out.

This was a lion, entirely white except for its mane around its neck, which was a darker color and reflected a pale blue sheen in the sunlight. Its mere appearance seemed to lower the surrounding temperature by a few degrees.

A thousand years, the cold and heroic lion.

As a thousand-year-old soul beast, the Frost Lion has developed a certain level of intelligence. Having been raised in captivity for a long time, it naturally understands what coming to the arena means.

Looking around, its gaze quickly locked onto its opponent in this battle. So it bent its limbs slightly, lowered its whole body, and silently crawled towards Wang Nan using the pads on its feet.

This is a lion's hunting instinct: first, it hides itself and quietly approaches its prey, then uses its powerful explosive force to pounce forward and cause damage.

However, it was just a soul beast after all. It didn't realize that there were only it and Wang Nan in the arena at this moment. With its huge size, it would be difficult for it not to be discovered no matter how well it hid.

Wang Nan didn't want to wait for the Cold Lion to get close before competing with it in terms of explosive power. Instead, he picked up the Panlong Staff and took the initiative to move forward, striking first before the Cold Lion was fully prepared.

Unexpectedly, a cunning glint appeared in the azure eyes of the Frost Lion. With a wide-open mouth, a cloud of icy mist rose in front of it, and Wang Nan rushed forward and plunged right into the mist.

Looking at the Frost Lion again, it was no longer the cautious, crouching creature it had been just moments before. With a roar, it raised its front legs high, ready to slap them into the icy mist.

The moment Wang Nan entered the icy mist, he felt his movements suddenly slow down. Looking ahead, he vaguely saw the Cold Lion attacking him.

He immediately realized that he had been tricked by this Cold Lion. First, it pretended to be unintelligent, instinctively making a show of wanting to launch a sneak attack to lure Wang Nan into attacking, then seized the opportunity to launch a sudden cold arrow, followed by a fatal blow.

Having experienced many battles in the arena, this Cold Lion had actually learned the Soul Master's methods of luring enemies.

Blocked by the icy mist, Wang Nan could not retreat any further and had no choice but to raise his hands and lift the Panlong Staff above his head to block the front legs of the Han Ying Lion.

As Han Yingshi's palm struck, Wang Nan felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, as if it were about to split open. His legs trembled violently from the force, and he almost knelt on the ground. However, he managed to stop the blow in the end.

Wang Nan pushed forward with both hands and took a step back, leaving the area of ​​the icy mist after a few steps. Looking at the Frost Lion again, it raised its front paw and licked its palm, revealing a disdainful expression.

No, what are the senior students teaching this Cold Lion all day long? They're just scheming and mocking it.

Wang Nan paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted twice, slamming his dragon-patterned staff against the ground twice without any strategy, before charging straight towards Han Ying Lion.

Seeing Wang Nan "enraged", Han Ying Lion used the same trick again, opening its mouth wide to release another cloud of ice mist. However, just as it raised its front legs to prepare to pursue again, a stick gleaming with black light emerged from the ice mist and touched its chest.

(End of this chapter)