Douluo Continent: The Legend of the Dragon King? No, the Legend of the Six Kings!

Lin Xiu did not go to the so-called freshman accommodation, but stayed in a room next to Wang Linzhi's dormitory. It has to be said that the people of the Body Sect really did a perfect job in protecting their own. Whatever room they stayed in, their disciples stayed in the same room, without any discrimination whatsoever.

Those with good talent will receive more attention. Once Wang Linzhi fully cultivates Lin Xiu towards becoming the sect leader of the Body Sect, resources will not be lacking.

He had just placed a lot of resources in front of Lin Xiu, telling him to take care of his body and wait until he met the requirements before taking him to awaken his true form.

At this moment, Lin Xiu sat on the bed organizing the resources that the teacher had given him, as well as the resources from the Demon Emperor. "I have to say, they're really generous."

Lin Xiu put away the resources and began to meditate. He was not far from reaching the level of a level 40 Soul Master.

As for Yun Ming tomorrow, he might pose a threat in the future, but right now, Lin Xiu is the invincible one!

The next morning, Lin Xiu went to his private one-on-one arena, which Dean Lin had specially prepared for him and Yun Ming.

At this time, many returning students, or newly admitted students from yesterday, came to watch. They had all heard that a major conflict had occurred among the new students yesterday, and that Dean Lin and Vice Dean Wang had personally intervened to mediate, with one side eventually challenging the other.

They naturally wanted to join in the fun.

Zheng Tiansheng was among them. He had been pulled along by his companions. He had originally planned to visit Lin Xiu, who hadn't come to see him yesterday, but he couldn't refuse his companions' enthusiasm and eventually agreed.

"Tiansheng, what do you think Dean Lin's purpose is this time? Today is still the freshman admission period, yet he set up a separate arena for two freshmen to fight." Zheng Tiansheng's companion asked.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Tiansheng replied without hesitation, "Because these two are quite special, for example, the one who walked in."

Upon hearing this, his companion immediately looked over and saw Lin Xiu walking onto the stage. Curious, he asked, "What's so special about this new student?"

Zheng Tiansheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Xiu appear. He was worried that the guy had failed the exam yesterday, but it turned out that they had a conflict. Such things are very common at Shrek Academy.

"He's pretty strong," he replied casually.

"Hmm?" The companion became even more interested upon hearing this. "How strong is he? Stronger than you?"

He knew very well that his companion Zheng Tiansheng was very strong; at least among his peers, no one could rival him.

"almost."

"Do you know him?"

"Um."

Tell me about him.

Zheng Tiansheng glanced at his companion's curious and peeking look, and said in a cold, hard voice, "Shut up."

He had no interest in dealing with his companion's noise; his attention was entirely focused on Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu gave him a very special feeling; it was a kind of unfathomable mystery, as if he was shrouded in a layer of mist, making it impossible for anyone to see his true strength.

Zheng Tiansheng secretly weighed his options in his mind. With his abilities, if he were to face Lin Xiu alone, he probably wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning, let alone defeating him.

Add to that the fact that a control-type Soul Master is fighting a power-attack-type Soul Master, it's laughable just thinking about it.

Lin Xiu stepped onto the arena, waiting for Yun Ming's arrival. He hadn't expected that this guy would choose to be late.

Sitting on the stage, Wang Linzhi saw his beloved apprentice standing there alone and said with some heartache, "What kind of student is this? He has no sense of time at all."

Hearing this, Lin Zhidong chuckled and said, "Old Wang, we need to calm down. Young people will always make mistakes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ming and the other two finally appeared.

He walked onto the ring in a hurry, even saying as he went, "Sorry I'm late, I got lost."

Lin Xiu stared at Yun Ming, who was running up. He could tell at a glance that the guy was lying. He didn't know what the guy was hiding, but he didn't take it too seriously.

It's better to end things sooner rather than later.

"Then everyone is here." Lin Zhidong sensed that the Pavilion Master had also arrived and slowly announced, "Let the competition begin!"

Yun Ming immediately summoned his martial soul, the Sky-Piercing Spear, and three spirit rings rose from beneath his feet—yellow, purple, and purple—a very high-quality martial soul and spirit ring configuration.

"Yun Ming, a level 37 offensive-type Soul Master, Martial Soul: Sky-Supporting Spear!"

Seeing this, Lin Xiu politely summoned his martial soul. A dark aura, extremely deep and concentrated, suddenly solidified, and a long, black scythe appeared abruptly in his hand. Three purple soul rings slowly floated up from beneath his feet.

"Lin Xiu, a level 39 offensive Soul Master, with the Martial Soul of a scythe."

Upon hearing this, the audience on stage were all surprised by the introductions and the configurations of the two soul rings. They had initially thought that Yun Ming's level of 37 was already amazing, but they hadn't expected there to be another expert.

With a soul power of level 39, she's only one level away from breaking through to level 40 Soul Master. As expected, geniuses abound on the Federation Continent.

"Wasn't this guy only level 37 last time?" Qian Gu Dongfeng was dumbfounded when he heard Lin Xiu's level. Was this guy's cultivation speed really that fast?

Leng Yaozhu wasn't that surprised. Or rather, ever since she saw Lin Jiahao's level change and forging talent, she felt that Lin Xiu, with such a younger brother, would definitely not be weak. She couldn't help but sigh, "Truly worthy of being Jiahao's older brother."

Qian Gu Dongfeng, standing to the side, sounded somewhat displeased upon hearing the name "Jiahao" again and couldn't help but advise, "Yaozhu, Lin Jiahao and your sister are a perfect match. You shouldn't continue with your sister..."

Before he could finish speaking, Leng Yaozhu interrupted him sharply, her tone icy: "Qian Gu Dong Feng, shut up! If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"

Leng Yaozhu seemed to have been struck hard on a sore spot by those words. Her previously calm gaze instantly turned cold, her eyes filled with undisguised anger and hostility as she stared intently at Qian Gu Dongfeng, the air around her seeming to drop several degrees.

This was the first time Qian Gu Dong Feng had ever seen Leng Yao Zhu like this. Even when she was usually indifferent, she would never look at him with such a cold and piercing gaze.

He felt a chill run down his spine, and the words that were on the tip of his tongue instantly went back down. He subconsciously lowered his head, but his hands, hanging by his sides, were clenched tightly, revealing the unwillingness in his heart at this moment, yet he dared not utter another word.

On the arena below, Yun Ming was dumbfounded. It was as if he had just misheard. This guy was already level 39, and his martial soul was just an ordinary scythe. Was he serious?

"What are you daydreaming about?"

A chilling aura instantly swept over Yun Ming. Lin Xiu appeared in front of him without him noticing, looking down at him. Before Yun Ming could react, Lin Xiu kicked him directly.

boom!

Although Yun Ming had no chance to react, he still adopted a defensive stance and did not lose face by being kicked off the stage by Lin Xiu.

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