Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 37 A New Fame Emerges

The scene was very lively, with people cheering continuously.

The host raised one hand high and spoke with great enthusiasm.

"Yes, you heard right! It's Fang Ling, the genius freshman who just enrolled at the Battle King Intermediate Soul Master Academy!"

"A freshman with a limp!"

These words caused an uproar among everyone.

A lame person, a genius, a freshman—it's such a strange combination.

"Another Soul Master, also trying a life-or-death battle for the first time, is a one-ring Soul Master with the War Bear Martial Soul, Cui Feng."

"War King, crippled genius young Soul Master Fang Ling versus War Bear Martial Soul Master Cui Feng—who will emerge victorious? Let's wait and see!"

The cheers grew louder and louder, and the audience couldn't help but watch Fang Ling, who was being touted as a genius, perform.

"Get on stage quickly!"

"Yay!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The crowd waved their arms and shouted encouragement.

Lin Tianyang was extremely nervous at this moment, holding his wife's hand tightly.

As the deputy director of the treatment room, Shu Manyun often helped students in the college treat various injuries and saw a lot of blood.

The situation has calmed down.

After the host stepped down from the stage.

Fang Ling and another Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a War Bear quickly came up to the stage from the preparation area.

The War Bear Soul Master appeared to be around thirty years old, with a fleshy face and slightly high cheekbones.

With triangular eyes and a hooked nose, he didn't look like a good person.

Upon seeing Fang Ling, he spoke just as arrogantly as the red-haired, fiery monkey soul master from before:

"Little cripple, you sneaked in behind the academy's back, didn't you?"

"I won't participate in such a dangerous battle as a life-or-death struggle. You should jump down yourself and save your own life."

The waving gesture and the annoyed expression made it seem like he was shooing away flies.

Fang Ling remained calm and unmoved in the face of his taunts.

Without saying a word, he simply brandished his sickle.

The slightly tilted, silvery-white scythe blade gleamed coldly; no one would doubt that this thing could kill.

The moment his martial spirit appeared, the yellow spirit ring that had emerged on his body suddenly lit up.

Star Mole Transformation!

Nerve reflexes increased by 30%!

Fang Ling rushed forward quickly.

His normally bright eyes were now deep and lifeless, like two pools of cold, stagnant water.

His steps were steady and silent, each step seemingly calculated precisely, without wasting a single bit of energy.

The War Bear Soul Master cursed the boy for his lack of martial ethics and quickly activated his Martial Soul.

He's always been a tyrant outside, but he's recently run into debt and has no choice but to come here to tide him over.

He thought he could scare away the little Soul Master in front of him, but to his surprise, the kid didn't respond to a word.

Of course I won't answer. What's the point of talking to a dead person?

Points, it's all about points!

Fang Ling's eyes were as cold as knives. He saw the War Bear Soul Master grin and activate his Martial Soul, after which a ten-year white Soul Ring appeared on his body.

When he activated his spirit ring, a red light emanated from his body.

His fierce eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a frenzied aura emanated from him.

It was as if they had lost their own will.

"Fanatical?" Fang Ling recognized it and was secretly delighted.

This soul skill provides a powerful and comprehensive boost, enhancing speed, defense, and attack.

And what's most amazing is that it can temporarily eliminate pain.

Even a ten-year spirit ring is as strong as a typical hundred-year spirit ring.

However, it also has significant drawbacks, as it can cause Soul Masters to lose their rationality.

This move is the key to the War Bear Soul Master's dominance and is very effective against other Soul Masters.

With its brutal, bone-crunching attacks, and thanks to the powerful amplification of its body and the huge bonus of ignoring pain from its War Bear Martial Soul, it's true that most Soul Masters can't defeat it.

The War Bear Soul Master thought that since the cripple was immobile, he could simply activate his Soul Ring and kill him instantly.

Unfortunately, Fang Ling is incredibly agile. He values ​​precision combat, and his reflexes far surpass those of ordinary people.

For Fang Ling, this was tantamount to walking right into the line of fire!

Seeing the War Bear Soul Master's eyes turn bloodshot and he become frenzied, Lin Tianyang immediately recognized the soul skill and asserted:

"Fang Ling won!"

"How did you win?" Shu Manyun breathed a slight sigh of relief, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion. "Didn't they seem really strong to me?"

"You'll see when you see it; Xiao Fangling's fighting style is art."

Shu Manyun fell silent, and the two of them became engrossed in their conversation.

After going berserk, the War Bear Soul Master charged straight at Fang Ling, who slowed down.

He dodged the attack with a sideways leap.

The sickle cut through his clothes, leaving a shallow, bloody gash on his waist.

If it's not sharp enough, you still need to target only the neck to kill someone in one blow.

Having devised a strategy in mind, Fang Ling began to tease him provocatively.

The War Bear Soul Master, who had lost his mind, was not easily fooled and strode towards him.

Fang Ling walked towards him, and when the opportunity arose, she lowered her body.

While dodging his punch, she extended her right foot to trip him, nimbly darted away, and delivered an elbow strike to his back, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward.

The prepared sickle flashed past.

Then, Fang Ling, with remarkable foresight, quickly retreated.

The War Bear Soul Master let out a roar.

This is the sound that can only be made after the trachea has been cut.

Blood gushed from his severed carotid arteries on both sides.

He still wanted to rush towards Fang Ling, but due to lack of blood supply, his eyes lost focus.

He could only flail his arms and legs, and then collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The gushing bright red blood made the blood-soaked ground even redder, and it felt exceptionally slippery when stepped on.

War Bear Soul Master, die!

The host quickly stepped onto the stage, checked the area, and then announced with great enthusiasm: "The winner of this life-or-death battle is Fang Ling, the genius soul master from the War King Academy! One victory for him."

"After you step down from the stage, please remember to register, and don't forget to collect your gold soul coins before you leave."

"Okay, thank you." Fang Ling was pleased to see that the points had increased by one, and simply thanked him.

"Good! Good riddance!"

"Cool!"

"Genius! Amazing!"

The audience was driven almost mad by the scene on the stage, their intense emotions surging uncontrollably from the depths of their hearts.

The sound was high-pitched and stirring, like waves of tide.

Fang Ling raised his sickle and gestured to all sides before quickly washing the blood off the soles of his shoes in a designated area and returning to the audience.

Seeing the two worried faces, a bright smile appeared on her delicate face: "Teacher, teacher's wife, I won."

"Are you happy with your win? You were just lucky this time, you happened to run into a opponent who could counter you!"

Lin Tianyang was very pleased, but he still spoke disparagingly.

"Yes, yes, thank you for reminding me, teacher. It's just a battle, I won't be arrogant."

His teacher's wife, Shu Manyun, pinched his ear.

"Of course we can't be arrogant; this is a life-or-death battle."

A month passed quickly under the tutelage of the two men towards Fang Ling.

Thanks to Fang Ling's powerful combat talent, the battles were either easy or thrilling, with only minor injuries.

After a month of fighting, including the War Bear Soul Master, a total of thirteen life-or-death battles were fought, with thirteen consecutive victories and thirteen kills.

Earn 185 points and directly advance to Bronze Fighting Spirit.

(End of this chapter)