Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 64 Graduating Early Again

The academy has a graduation exam, but the requirement of ten Grand Soul Arena matches is not high, and everyone who is eligible to graduate has already completed it.

Fang Ling goes without saying.

"Ling the Throat Slitter" hasn't been to the Vic Ice Edge City Arena for a while.

His legend still circulates here.

Having reached the second ring, I thought I could go back to killing and gaining points.

As it turns out, everyone knew him.

The audience's demand was so high that even after the stakes were raised to ten thousand, he only managed to kill one person cleanly in the betting match, and then no one else was willing to fight him...

The power and sudden burst of the cursed blade were so strong that no one wanted to fight a battle where death was certain.

Fang Ling had no choice but to rest and train.

We'll talk about it when we get to Tiandou City.

Moreover, most of the time they can only start another duel, since the Silver Soul Badge doesn't have different levels.

With the two points saved up, I now have four points, enough to level up.

However, it's too strange that he went from twenty-two to twenty-three so soon after returning. He plans to wait a little longer.

After resting and training at the academy for another month and getting used to the new sickle, his teacher, Lin Tianyang, approached him.

"I have a surprise for you. Come on, Dad is waiting for you in the dean's office."

Fang Ling followed behind him, also filled with anticipation.

He once mentioned that he wanted to go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

This is the place where you can most naturally interact with Dugu Yan.

What if not...

Actually, it won't have a big impact. Just find an opportunity to bump into Dugu Yan.

I just don't know who my master said is the most suitable teammate.

Lin Tianyang pushed open the door to the dean's office and entered.

Seeing his father intently reading a letter, he casually announced, "Dad, Fang Ling is here."

After arriving, he sat down to one side.

The dean looked up, smiled, and beckoned to Fang Ling: "Little Fang Ling, come here."

"Master."

Fang Ling ran over quickly.

"I remember you once mentioned wanting to go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Fang Ling nodded, then asked definitively, "That must be the best academy in the empire?"

The dean tugged at his beard:

"It is the best, but the selection criteria are very strict. In addition to having exceptional talent, you also need a recommendation from a noble family."

Fang Ling remained silent, listening respectfully and playing the role of an attentive listener.

"With your original qualifications, you wouldn't be able to reach that level. My older brother is a powerful earl in Tiandou City."

"I wrote to ask, and even with excellent combat talent and his recommendation, a level one innate martial soul with a common wooden-handled agricultural sickle would not be accepted."

"However, now that your martial soul has evolved, coupled with your silver battle soul, there is a chance for a turnaround."

The dean paused slightly, shook the letter in his hand, and stared intently at Fang Ling, saying each word carefully, "It has gained the approval of the three education committee members!"

Is it approved by the Education Commission?

This reminded Fang Ling of the soul power pressure test that Tang San had experienced.

The eight spider spears were fused together under pressure.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is the first appearance of Dugu Bo, the "True Blind Douluo," who left a very deep impression on him.

They were right there, yet they couldn't spot Xiao Wu, this 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast who made no attempt to conceal herself...

That's too weak.

We probably won't run into each other this time.

Fang Ling was promoted from the intermediate academy through legitimate recommendation; he wasn't some cultivation genius, so he wouldn't be affected by the avalanche.

But the mention of the Education Commission always brings to mind...

"The three education committee members are in charge of the overall teaching of the entire academy. They are all Soul Douluo-level powerhouses, second only to Title Douluo. As long as you pass their test, you can join the academy without any obstacles."

Under the dean's watchful gaze, Fang Ling's eyes shone with confidence:

"I will definitely gain their approval!"

The dean believed in Fang Ling's talent, and a kind smile appeared on his old face: "It would be best if he could gain recognition."

"You've chosen a very arduous path, and injuries are inevitable." "Your decision to choose the best academy was a lucky accident. There, you'll find the world's number one healing-type spirit master, the Nine-Hearted Begonia, who has already been chosen to become a member of the first team once he reaches the Spirit Master level."

"As long as you manage to get into the team, and then build a good relationship with that girl, and ideally marry her, your healing will be secured in the future."

The dean raised an eyebrow at Fang Ling, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

He looks like a eccentric old man who doesn't respect his elders.

"!"

Fang Ling met his brown eyes and was startled.

Originally, he only went to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy for Dugu Bo, for the immortal herbs, and for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

After being reminded by his master, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked Ye Lingling, the world's strongest healer.

Before obtaining the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, a healing-type Soul Master is needed to help with the treatment.

After obtaining it, she needed to cover it up.

Otherwise, the recovery from the injury would be difficult to explain.

It should be noted that Dugu Bo is no match for Tang Hao.

While absorbing soul skills is good, he can't just randomly stab someone to absorb their life force to heal their injuries after the match.

That would really turn him into a Fallen Soul Master...

Therefore, from any perspective, Ye Lingling is indeed indispensable.

However, it's still a bit too early to talk about marriage.

The Douluo Continent is not a monogamous society. Zhu Zhuqing, as the princess consort, was not angry because Dai Mubai was seeing other women, but rather because he lacked ambition.

Fang Ling doesn't reject his fondness for beautiful women; it's human nature.

But they wouldn't deliberately pursue physical pleasure.

All I can say is, let nature take its course.

If their personalities match and they get along well, he will never let go.

"Master, I will try my best."

Besides the dean, Fang Ling saw that the teacher was also encouraging him with this statement, and couldn't help but scratch his head awkwardly.

They haven't even met the person yet, and they're already spouting nonsense.

But it's like a close elder trying to play matchmaker; you can't just talk back and argue back.

From their perspective, Fang Ling's path is fraught with peril, and he especially needs a good healing-type Soul Master, who might be able to pull him back from the brink of death.

Although it was said in a somewhat joking manner, it was indeed from the heart.

It is a very sincere suggestion.

Fang Ling couldn't refute it, so she could only gloss over it.

……

Another month has passed, and it's twenty kilometers outside of Tiandou City.

A luxurious carriage adorned with the Hurricane Clan crest rumbled to a stop in front of the gates of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.

Upon closer inspection, one sees a gate with carvings and swan reliefs, stretching as far as the eye can see, and a thick iron fence over ten meters high.

You can also see well-dressed soldiers patrolling around the wall.

From a distance, there is a mountain that is a thousand meters high, covered with lush green trees that remain verdant even after winter.

The entire college is like a forest.

School has already started.

However, advanced soul master academies, especially the best soul master academies directly under the empire like the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, don't have as many rules.

It wasn't uncommon for students to enroll midway through their studies, often with the recommendation of nobles.

So neither of them was in a hurry.

The carriage came to a stop, and two figures, one tall and one short, stepped down from it.

"We're here!"

Glancing at the luxurious gate and the beautiful scenery inside, the dean put a hand on Fang Ling's shoulder, his eyes filled with a sense of satisfaction.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this will be where you live and practice for the next few years."

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