Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

"Ao Yin?"

"He's just a work-study student who just enrolled." Xiao Chenyu's face was full of disdain.

In his eyes, the work-study students came from humble backgrounds, and the group in Dormitory 7 didn't have much strength to begin with.

No matter how monstrous Ao Yin is, he has many underlings who take turns fighting and wearing him down. Sooner or later, they will wear Ao Yin down!

"So what if you're a part-time worker? I can still beat you to a pulp!"

Ao Yin pulled out the Ice and Fire Dragon Staff stuck in the ground, pointing the tip of the staff directly at Xiao Chenyu.

Ao Yin's arrogant attitude instantly angered Xiao Chenyu, whose eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he burst into laughter:

"You dare call yourself the number one student at Notting Academy in front of me? I'd like to see for myself whether your title of number one can withstand so many of us!"

Xiao Chenyu had already planned ahead, intending to send his henchmen to entangle Ao Yin and gradually wear him down.

When the opponent is exhausted, you can make your grand entrance and crush them without expending any effort.

Before he could continue his provocation, Ao Yin turned around and looked at everyone in the training ground. He raised his dragon staff high and pointed it at Xiao Chenyu and the others, sweeping it horizontally.

He chuckled lightly, "Enough with the noise! ​​One-on-one duels are too boring. All of you, come at me together!"

"What?!"

Xiao Chenyu and his group of underlings were all stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

Ao Yin clearly saw through this provocation, but instead of avoiding it, he directly declared that he intended to face everyone in the arena alone.

"What an arrogant and ignorant work-study student! So presumptuous!"

"You asked for this!"

Xiao Chenyu's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Even if it were him, he wouldn't dare to utter such arrogant words.

Since Ao Yin has chosen to die, I might as well take this opportunity to teach him a lesson.

He clenched his fists tightly, and surging soul power surged outward from his body.

"Don't blame me for not giving you a chance beforehand," Ao Yin said coldly.

"You're asking for it! Brothers, charge in!"

Xiao Chenyu was furious. As a senior student of Notting Academy, he had been publicly looked down upon by a first-year work-study student. He absolutely could not lose this competition!

At Xiao Chenyu's command, more than twenty of his underlings rushed onto the stage, forming a circle around Ao Yin.

Xiao Chenyu took the lead: "Xiao Chenyu, sixth year at Notting Academy, level sixteen, one-ring Soul Master, Martial Soul: Gale Wolf!"

"Martial Soul Possession!"

In the next instant, a ferocious, jet-black phantom of a Gale Wolf appeared behind him, a yellow, hundred-year-old soul ring slowly rising from beneath its feet. The wolf howled to the sky, its oppressive aura spreading outwards. After the martial soul was attached to him, Xiao Chenyu's combat power increased several times over!

Wang Sheng's face instantly darkened as he watched from the sidelines.

Xiao Chenyu has actually reached level sixteen!?

When he fought Tang San before, he only reported that he had level eleven soul power, which clearly showed that he deliberately concealed his soul power level.

In this situation, he still chooses to fight outnumbered. Can Boss Ao hold on?

He quickly turned to Xiao Wu, his heart filled with anxiety: "Sister Xiao Wu, what should we do now? Ao Yin is in great danger. Is it really appropriate for us to just stand by and watch?"

"Don't worry, just watch. Brother Ao Yin is very strong. He will beat all of these people down."

Xiao Wu looked confident; she could clearly sense that the soul power contained within Ao Yin far surpassed that of Xiao Chenyu.

"Brother Ao Yin doesn't need our help at all to deal with them!"

Xiao Wu raised her hand and gently patted Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng could only scratch his head and turn his gaze back to the arena, his heart still filled with worry.

On the arena, Ao Yin heard Xiao Chenyu announce his identity and cultivation level, and in accordance with the academy's rules for fighting, he spoke calmly.

"Ao Yin, a first-year student at Notting Academy, a level 20 offensive-type Soul Master, wielding the Dragon Staff!"

Xiao Chenyu and the students around him exchanged glances, and after confirming that they hadn't misheard, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Level 20?"

"Don't freshmen these days even need to think before they start bragging?"

Deep down, no one believed that a freshman could possess such terrifying level 20 soul power.

Ignoring the doubts, Ao Yin stood firmly and assumed a stance. Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, he summoned his martial soul, and the soul rings slowly appeared.

hum!hum!

A pale white spirit ring hovered beneath his feet.

A pale white spirit ring that's less than ten years old?

Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu, Xiao Chenyu and their group, along with the students from Dormitory 7 who came to cheer them on, all stood there dumbfounded.

The scene seemed particularly incongruous.

This is even more incomprehensible than a freshman possessing level 20 soul power, yet the first soul ring of such a powerful weapon soul is of such low quality.

A pale white spirit ring? Forget ten years, it might not even take a year!

Having such a low-level first spirit ring is practically the same as not having one at all, and it doesn't bring much of an increase in combat power!

While everyone was still in shock, Ao Yin's second spirit ring slowly rose from his feet, its bright yellow light illuminating everyone's eyes!

"A hundred... a hundred-year soul ring!"

"His soul power has actually reached level twenty!"

"What kind of monster is this freshman?!"

hiss--

A chorus of gasps filled the air.

Ao Yin coldly said, "Stop making such a fuss. Even with a pale white spirit ring, I can still crush all of you!"

While others were unaware of the inside story, Ao Yin knew it all.

His first spirit ring only appeared to be of low age, but in reality, it was five hundred years old. However, the color of the spirit ring was still in its initial state!

"Kid, don't be so arrogant! Today I'll show you the true strength of the Notting Academy's leader!!"

"First Soul Skill, Wolf Claw Tear"

With a loud shout, Xiao Chenyu charged towards Ao Yin.

Facing Xiao Chenyu, whose aura surged after being possessed by his martial spirit, Ao Yin didn't even mobilize his internal soul power. Instead, he casually pointed forward while holding the Panlong Staff in one hand, completely disregarding his opponent.

"You think you can contend with me with just your physical body without unleashing your soul power? You're seriously underestimating us!"

Ao Yin glanced at the yellow century-old soul ring at the other's feet and gently swung the dragon staff in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I just... didn't take you seriously!"

Boom!

The dragon staff slammed down, the tremendous sound echoing throughout the training ground.

Xiao Chenyu's body suddenly sank downwards, the phantom of his Demon Wolf Martial Soul shattered instantly, and the stone slab beneath his feet could not withstand the enormous impact, collapsing directly downwards. He bent both legs and knelt heavily on one knee on the arena.

"Get down on your knees!"

[A force of a thousand pounds!]

boom--

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Chenyu coughed up blood, was struck hard by the dragon staff, and slammed into the arena.

The underlings, who were originally prepared to swarm forward and rush halfway, froze on the spot.

Their leader, Xiao, was seriously injured in one move by a freshman?

Before everyone could react, Ao Yin slowly turned around, his gaze falling on his underlings, and raised the Panlong Staff once more.

"None of you will escape!"

A chill ran down everyone's spine.

"With such meager abilities, you dare to call yourself the boss of Notting Academy?"

"Open your eyes wide and see what kind of first soul skill is worthy of the title of Noding Academy's number one!" Ao Yin raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"That attack just now wasn't a soul skill?"

"Don't come any closer!"

The group of underlings were terrified and began to consider running away.

A single ordinary strike was enough to severely injure Xiao Chenyu; if Ao Yin were to unleash his soul skills, they would be utterly unable to withstand it!

"Trying to run? Not so easy!"

"First Soul Skill, Crimson Tide!"

"All of you...kneel down!"

Rumble!!!