In Douluo Continent, he tricked Xiao Wu into giving him a soul ring.

Team member: Ye Lingling, Martial Soul: Nine-Hearted Begonia. Level 35 Support-type Soul Master. Soul Rings: Two yellow and one purple.

Upon hearing Ye Lingling's words, the entire pavilion fell silent. Including Yu Tianheng and the Shi brothers who had been meditating, the other six people looked at Ye Lingling with astonishment, their pupils flashing with disbelief.

This was the first time Ye Lingling had ever asked about a man. Normally, she would rarely ask about a boy, let alone talk to her fellow fighters.

"Lingling, could that new student be one of your relatives?" Dugu Yan asked incredulously.

Ye Lingling did not speak, because her gaze had been drawn to two figures in the square.

Following Ye Lingling's gaze, Dugu Yan and her six companions saw their leader, Qin Ming, slowly approaching with a young man dressed in black.

His clear, dark eyes were unmistakable, and his short, black hair, though unkempt, did not appear rude at all. He had fair skin, a well-proportioned and slender figure, and was handsome yet masculine, making him instantly striking.

Unlike Yu Feng and Oslo, in the world of Soul Masters, where Soul Power is paramount, handsome men and beautiful women are commonplace, and seeing too many can easily lead to aesthetic fatigue.

But the young man possessed a unique tranquility, and when he approached, even Dugu Yan, who was already taken, couldn't help but take another look.

"Teacher." As Qin Ming approached, the Royal Fighting Team members, each with their own unique posture, stood up and bowed respectfully to him.

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"Everyone's here. I'm sure you've all guessed why I called you all here." Qin Ming smiled faintly and turned to introduce Lan Si: "Let me introduce you all. This is Lan Si, the new member of the Royal Fighting Team. Don't let his young age fool you; he's a twelve-year-old Soul Master."

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Chapter Thirty-Eight: Establishing Authority

A twelve-year-old Soul Master?

Including Yu Tianheng, the seven members of Huang Dou looked incredulous.

"Teacher, you must be joking! Breaking through to Soul Master at the age of twelve, how is that possible?" Dugu Yan waved her hand and pressed for an answer.

Apart from Ye Lingling, the other five members of Huang Dou also had their brows furrowed.

Geniuses always have their own pride. Although they are all Soul Masters and their Soul Power is above level 35, except for Ye Lingling, they are all close to twenty years old. Now, a twelve-year-old Soul Master stands in front of them, making them feel that their pride has been shattered.

Taking in the expressions of the Huang Dou group, Qin Ming smiled faintly without offering any further explanation. He then turned to Lan Si, nodded, and said with a smile, "Lan Si, release your martial spirit to show them."

This was exactly the effect he wanted. He knew that his students were arrogant and proud, relying on the strength of their martial spirits. They had never been defeated in team battles in the Soul Arena, and they always acted like they were the most important person in the world. But they knew that pride comes before a fall.

Lan Si nodded, raised his right hand, and a bluish-white light emanated from his body. A bluish-white lotus flower, emitting a pale white aura, appeared out of thin air in his right palm.

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Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath his feet, their dazzling light swirling around his body—a distinctive feature possessed only by Soul Masters.

“Lan Si, Martial Soul, Azure Fire Lotus, Level 32…” Lan Si pondered for a moment, “Let’s go with the Control-type Battle Soul Master.”

Seeing this, everyone except Ye Lingling couldn't help but swallow hard. Ye Lingling, on the other hand, stared thoughtfully at Lan Si's martial soul, her gaze occasionally sweeping towards the latter's left wrist guard, lost in thought. No one knew what she was thinking...

Just then, Dugu Yan's voice rang out again, "Teacher, I admit that he is exceptionally talented, but if he wants to join our Royal Fighting Team, talent alone is not enough; he must have impressive skills."

"That makes sense." Qin Ming knew that Lan Si wouldn't be able to convince his students without demonstrating some strength, since they would be representing the Heaven Dou Empire in the Soul Master Competition two years later. He then turned to Lan Si and asked, "Lan Si, what do you think?"

"I have no objection." Lan Si shrugged slightly.

Qin Ming said, "Alright, Oslo, you and Lan Si will have a friendly spar. Remember, stop when you've made your point. Oslo's soul power is level 35, which is three levels higher than Lan Si's. As long as Lan Si can hold her own against Oslo for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she will officially become a member of our Royal Fighting Team. Does everyone agree?"

"No objections." The Royal Fighting team was full of confidence. Although Oslo was the weakest Soul Master in the Royal Fighting team, it was only relatively speaking, and his strength was definitely not weak.

With no objections from either side, the battle officially began, and the venue was chosen to be the square next to the pavilion.

Soul battles are often extremely attractive to Soul Masters, especially battles between geniuses.

Some students passing by the pavilion heard that Oslo, who had fought in the Royal Battle, was going to have a Soul Battle with Lan Si, a new student who had beaten Prince Avalanche, and they flocked over. Before long, the area around the square was packed with people.

The two stood in the center of the square, thirty paces apart.

"Oslo, Martial Soul: Ghost Leopard, Level 35 Agility-type Battle Soul Master, please give me your guidance."

Facing Lan Si, Oslo did not underestimate her. She took a stance and immediately summoned her martial soul. Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from her feet, radiating dazzling brilliance.

"Lan Si, Martial Soul: Azure Lotus, Level 32 Control-type Battle Soul Master, please enlighten me."

Lan Si also summoned his martial soul, showing his interest in the battle. Putting aside the useless lackeys from Xue Beng, this was his first serious fight against a Soul Master, and a speed-based one at that. He wanted to see which was stronger, his current fourth-level Supreme Qiankun Technique or the speed of a speed-based Soul Master from the Douluo Continent.

"Spar with each other, but stop when you've reached a point. Remember, neither of you is allowed to kill. Now I declare the battle of spirits begins." Qin Ming gave these instructions, gestured for Yu Feng to light an incense stick, and then stepped back to watch the battle.

As soon as Qin Ming finished speaking, Oslo made the first move. His first spirit ring lit up, and his figure transformed into a black shadow, moving in an S-shape as he rapidly approached Lan Si. Control-type spirits naturally counter agility-type spirits—this was common knowledge in the Douluo Continent. Although his spirit power was higher than Lan Si's, it was still limited. To end the battle quickly, he had to defeat Lan Si before she could unleash her control-type spirit skills; otherwise, a stalemate was highly likely.

Perhaps because he had fought the Soul-Devouring Spider and witnessed its incredible speed, Lan Si was greatly disappointed when he saw the agility-type Soul Master Osro. He wanted to mutter two words in his heart: "Is that all?"

Compared to the kitten, whose level was only 27, its speed didn't seem to be much better. At most, it was only slightly faster because its soul power was eight levels higher.

A bluish-white aura rose in Lan Si's eyes. With his superb dynamic vision, he casually dodged Oslo's attack by sidestepping to the side, raised his right fist, and slowly smashed it toward Oslo's cheek.

Oslo didn't have time to react at all. By the time he realized it, there was already a fist waiting for him in front of him.

Amidst everyone's astonished expressions, Oslo seemed to have delivered his face directly into Lan Si's fist.

With a loud bang, Oslo's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

He was so dizzy and disoriented that he saw stars. The entire stadium was completely silent.

Osro was defeated far too quickly. Was Lan Si too strong, or was Osro too weak?

"Haha, Leopard, did you hold back? Even if you're taking care of the new recruits, there's no way you'd just put your face right up to someone's fist like that." Seeing Oslo get the short end of the stick, Yu Feng, who had been teased earlier, immediately gloated.

Hearing Yu Feng's teasing, Oslo felt embarrassed, but he was powerless to refute it. He touched his swollen left cheek, his second soul ring lit up, and a cloud of black energy surged from his body as he rapidly attacked Lan Si.

Lan Si raised his hand, and his first spirit ring lit up. The green lotus in his hand transformed into eight sharp blades, which lined up in front of him and attacked Oslo.

These sharp blades, centered on Oslo, attacked in a fan shape. Controlled by the Supreme Divine Universe Technique, their speed was incredibly fast, far beyond Oslo's normal evasion capabilities. Left with no other choice, Oslo unleashed his second, fully charged soul skill, spiraling his body through the air to deflect the oncoming blades. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he once again closed in on Lan Si, raising his claws to grab her.

The result was predictable: as if his face had willingly offered itself up, he was sent flying by Lan Si's punch.

However, last time it was his left cheek, but this time it's his right cheek. The two sides are symmetrical, and in an instant, Oslo went from a handsome guy to a fat man with a swollen face.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Fake Thousand-Blood Snow, the Fake Snow Clearing the River

"Hey... this is ridiculous! Even if the leopard is holding back, it shouldn't trip over the same stone twice in a row." Yu Feng swallowed hard, his face filled with disbelief.

Standing to the side, Yu Tianheng discerned some clues. Upon hearing Yu Feng's words, he said with a solemn expression, "No, rather than saying that Leopard was holding back, it's more accurate to say that Lan Si had already anticipated his actions. This Lan Si is no simple character. Leopard was completely suppressed. Even without using his martial soul, his basic strength alone surpassed that of Leopard in his martial soul-possessed state. Moreover, did you notice his first soul skill just now? It seemed to be used casually, without using his full strength."

As he spoke, Yu Tianheng pointed to the eight sharp blades that were swirling around Lan Si.

"Not bad observation skills." Standing next to Yu Tianheng, Qin Ming raised his hand and patted Yu Tianheng's shoulder, sighing, "Including myself, we all underestimated Lan Si."

"Teacher, Tianheng, does that mean Oslo has no chance of winning?" Dugu Yan couldn't help but ask.

"The defeat is inevitable," Qin Ming sighed softly. Yu Tianheng nodded slowly, agreeing.

As the two were talking, Lan Si used her second soul skill, and nine green lotuses transformed into countless flying knives, sealing off Oslo's surroundings.

Oslo had no way to avoid it and could only take it head-on. However, the number of flying knives was too large and their power was too great. It was simply beyond what Oslo, a speed-type soul master, could withstand. Even if he used his strongest method, his third soul skill, it would be a drop in the ocean. As soon as he repelled one batch of flying knives, another batch would immediately follow. Then, under Lan Si's control, the previous batch of flying knives would change direction and attack again. In this way, it was endless.

Before long, Oslo was covered in wounds and collapsed to the ground, his soul power exhausted.

Ye Lingling immediately released her Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul to begin area-of-effect healing.

To Lan Si's surprise, even though she was not injured, Ye Lingling's treatment included her.

Qin Ming walked over with the rest of the Royal Fighting Team. "Lan Si, as the leader of the Royal Fighting Team, I congratulate you. From today onwards, you are an official member of our Royal Fighting Team."

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Lan Si's strength was clearly beyond Qin Ming's expectations. Judging from this trend, the Royal Fighting Team will definitely achieve a good result in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament two years later.

"Member Lan Si, I am Yu Tianheng, the captain of the Royal Fighting Team. My martial soul is the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, and I am a level 39 Power Attack type Soul Master. Welcome to the team." Yu Tianheng looked Lan Si straight in the eye and extended his right hand as a gesture of goodwill.

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Although the two might be destined to be enemies in the future because of Qian Renxue, at least they don't have any conflicts now. The two shook hands amicably, and he called out, "Captain."

As the team leader, Yu Tianheng welcomed Lan Si, and the others in Huang Dou naturally had nothing to say. Even Dugu Yan gave a self-introduction with a bitter face.

After everyone finished introducing themselves, Qin Ming suggested going to Tiandou City to celebrate and welcome Lan Si's arrival.

Everyone readily agreed.

To Lan Si's surprise, Ye Lingling did not attend the banquet at all. However, considering her background, she understood and did not pay much attention to it.

That night, Lan Si drank a little wine, which was unusual for him. The next morning, he bid farewell to the Huang Dou group and left the hotel first, arriving at the Crown Prince's residence.

"Halt! This is the Crown Prince's residence, a restricted area. Unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter." As soon as Lan Si arrived at the entrance of the Crown Prince's residence, he was stopped by two fully armed guards.

Lan Si took out the token that Qian Renxue from the Star Dou Great Forest had given him earlier: "I am Lan Si, a student of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and I have come here to request an audience with His Highness the Crown Prince."

"The Crown Prince's token?" Upon seeing the token in Lan Si's hand, the two guards' expressions changed, and their attitude immediately shifted from being businesslike to being obsequious. "Lord Lan Si, please. His Highness the Crown Prince has instructed that if you arrive, you can simply enter without prior notice."

Lan Si nodded and stepped through the gate.

Upon entering the Crown Prince's residence, Lan Si's first impression was that it was huge, extremely huge.

Putting aside how luxurious the decoration was, just the size of the space was enough to make Lan Si follow her maid around the courtyard for almost ten minutes before finally arriving at the so-called reception room.

In the reception room, which spanned several hundred square meters, only Lan Si was present.

Lan Si took a sip of fragrant tea and waited quietly. About half an hour later, the door to the reception room was opened, and a slightly magnetic male voice sounded from outside the door, "You may all leave. No one is allowed to enter this courtyard without my order."

Lan Si looked up and saw a young man who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old walking in from outside the door.

He had short, blond hair, and while not exceptionally handsome, he had a straight nose and square jaw. His clean, blue robe gave him a refreshing appearance. Although his attire was quite ordinary, he possessed a unique charisma.

Upon seeing the young man approach, Lan Si paused for a moment, inwardly criticizing Qian Renxue for her pretentious act, before immediately rising and respectfully bowing: "Lan Si greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"No need for formalities. Please have a seat." The young man smiled faintly and gestured for him to sit.

"Your Highness, please." Lan Si couldn't help but wonder, shouldn't she be asking herself how she knew she was Xue Qinghe at this moment?

The two sat down, and Xue Qinghe first boasted and made some pleasantries to Lan Si, and then said: "Brother Lan Si, I already know why you came. I sent someone to inform my little sister when you entered the Crown Prince's residence. It should be about time for you to arrive."

Lan Si nodded, not exposing her. Today, she wanted to see what tricks Qian Renxue was planning to play on her.

Suddenly, the reception room door was pushed open again, and a blonde girl in a bright gold court dress walked in; it was Qian Renxue.

"Big brother, why did you call me here in such a hurry?" Qian Renxue complained first, then turned to Lan Si and asked with feigned surprise, "Why are you here?"

Upon hearing Qian Renxue's words, Lan Si rolled her eyes. No wonder she had felt something was off; it turned out this "Xue Qinghe" was a complete fake, someone Qian Renxue had deliberately brought to deceive her. The purpose was to make it seem as if she and Xue Qinghe were real siblings, not the same person.

"Xue'er, you've arrived. Since Brother Lan Si is your friend, I won't disturb you any longer. You two chat." As he spoke, 'Xue Qinghe' walked out of the reception room. In the instant he passed Qian Renxue, Lan Si clearly saw that the other party and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance.