Battle Through the Heavens: Xiao Yan, who was kidnapped to another world

The sect leader is already aware; simply arrange for enrollment.

It wasn't that Xiao Yan wanted to eavesdrop, but the two Soul Emperors were standing too close, and their telepathic communication skills were a bit lacking, which Xiao Yan's spiritual power happened to detect.

After receiving the telepathic message, the old man's gaze fell on a short distance behind Xiao Yan and Ning Rongrong. He hesitated for a moment, and his initial words of expulsion became indifferent:

"Do your families know you two are here?"

"They say education should be for all, regardless of background. As long as I meet the academy's requirements, you have no reason not to accept us, right?" Ning Rongrong didn't answer the old man's question, but just smiled.

'Ah, so... she really is the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?'

"The sect leader is already aware."

"Family members"

With these two keywords, Xiao Yan finally understood that Ning Rongrong was most likely the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's sect leader.

"Take them..."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand behind him, as if he wanted to call someone behind him to come out and lead the way.

However, he only remembered halfway through his sentence that the person behind him hadn't come out after going in: "Never mind, you guys come in with me."

Looking into the distance, the old man, feeling that he had struck it lucky today and that there would be no more newcomers, waved his hand, put away the wooden box, and led the two into the village.

They hadn't gone far when the old man led the two to an open space.

In the center of the open space, there was another table. Behind the table sat a teacher wearing a long gown who looked much older than the one leading the two. He was sitting there, flipping through a book.

'Eight-star Grand Dou Master... Level 66 Soul Emperor, mental strength level...'

Xiao Yan habitually sensed his teacher's soul power level and spiritual power level, but he was a little unsure how to assess his teacher's spiritual power level.

It is clearly above the low-level of the mortal realm, but still a long way from the mid-level of the mortal realm...

'What's this called? Mid-stage low-level mortal?' Xiao Yan complained about the Dou Qi Continent's crude classification of spiritual power levels.

'This teacher's martial spirit is at the level of a second-tier talisman master, indicating that he also cultivates spiritual power.'

Perhaps Xiao Yan was too arrogant, because the teacher finally sensed that something was wrong with his surroundings.

"Huh? Old Li? You're off work already?"

However, when he raised his head alertly, he saw Xiao Yan and the other two walking up to him. "Aren't you afraid that old man Flander will cause you trouble?"

"Hey, what's the point of looking for trouble? Aren't we almost done? And there's no one left behind! Besides, Lao Lu, you haven't been working seriously either!" Old Li, whose full name is Li Yusong, said nonchalantly.

"That's right...they are the last two qualified trainees?" Old Lu, the old man named Lu Qibin, nodded, then turned his gaze to Xiao Yan and Ning Rongrong.

“Well, I guess so,” Li Yusong nodded. “Come on, test your soul power level.”

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of white crystal from the table and tossed it to Ning Rongrong.

Bright white light shone through the crystal.

“Hmm… Level 26, that’s good, let him…” Lu Qibin nodded and looked at Xiao Yan.

"Alright, alright, there's no need for him to be tested. He's already a Soul Master," Li Yusong interrupted Lu Qibin. "Speaking of which... what level were you again?"

"Level 31".

As long as Xiao Yan continues to suppress his Dou Qi level, then unless someone's mental strength far surpasses Xiao Yan's, no one will be able to see through Xiao Yan's true level.

Upon hearing Xiao Yan's answer, Li Yusong shrugged and spread his hands at Lu Qibin.

"Alright, alright, let's go to the last level. Old Zhao is probably about to fall asleep."

Lu Qibin rolled his eyes: It's like you're the one who taught this freshman.

"Don't disturb me while I'm reading."

After speaking, Lu Qibin lowered his head again and flipped through the somewhat worn book.

"Let's go, to the final checkpoint."

Chapter 29, the final challenge

"The final level? There are three levels in total?"

“No, there are four levels in total.” Li Yusong rejected Xiao Yan’s guess.

"The first hurdle is to screen out students whose soul power level is below level 20. Twelve years old and level 20 is the minimum admission standard for our Shrek Academy."

"The second test is the soul power assessment and martial soul identification. Generally speaking, as long as you pass the first test, the second test shouldn't be too difficult. After all, a truly weak martial soul cannot reach level 20 before the age of twelve."

Li Yusong shrugged. "Precisely because these two levels are the simplest, Lao Lu and I volunteered to choose them, since they involve the fewest tasks."

"What is the third challenge?"

"It tests the students' ability to apply their own martial spirit. After all, having soul power and development potential is not enough. At this time, the ability to control one's own martial spirit is the most crucial thing," Li Yusong explained as he led the way.

"Therefore, the third stage is the most troublesome. Not only do you have to point out the candidate's shortcomings, but you also have to give your own suggestions as much as possible. This kind of work should of course be left to that guy Lao Shao."

"The final test is real combat. Shrek Academy has always refused to accept candidates who have grown up in aristocratic families and lived a life of luxury..."

Halfway through his sentence, Li Yusong finally realized that Ning Rongrong behind him, the girl with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, was, in every sense, a 'test taker' who was pampered and sheltered.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not that kind of person." Ning Rongrong said helplessly after noticing Li Yusong's gaze.

"In short, the final test is the actual combat. This year, your senior, a sixteen-year-old White Tiger Soul Master, is in charge of the final test. His soul power level is thirty-seven," Li Yusong said, withdrawing his gaze. "We've arrived."

As they spoke, they stopped. The three of them had arrived at another open space, which was much smaller than the second one, only about 200 square meters. However, there was no sign of any teacher in this open space.

They didn't even see any trace of Xiao Yan's "senior" as Li Yusong had mentioned.

The only things you can see are scattered throwing knives, spikes, and occasionally some crossbow bolts.

"Tsk, where did that brat Mu Bai go? You two wait a moment, I'm going to find him now!"

After looking around and still not seeing Dai Mubai, Li Yusong sighed, turned around and gave an order before summoning his martial soul. With a flash of a soul ring, Li Yusong disappeared in a few leaps.

“White Tiger Martial Soul…I remember it’s the inherited Martial Soul of the Star Luo Empire’s royal family, right?” Xiao Yan looked at Ning Rongrong.

"Well, besides the White Tiger, the most famous martial soul in the Star Luo Empire is the Netherworld Cat, which can perform a martial soul fusion skill with the White Tiger martial soul."

Ning Rongrong nodded. "I've heard of the name Dai Mubai before. He seems to be the third prince of the Star Luo Empire in this generation."

"So, these things on the ground shouldn't have been caused by Dai Mubai, right?" Xiao Yan squatted down and picked up a throwing knife that looked like a willow leaf from the ground. "The material is refined iron..."

“Refined iron? Is it a very special mineral?” Ning Rongrong squatted down next to Xiao Yan.

“Once crude iron is forged once, it becomes refined iron. However, there are slight differences between refined irons,” Xiao Yan held the willow-leaf knife up to his eyes. “The refined iron used to make this willow-leaf knife has the lowest impurities I have ever seen.”

Of course, this only applies to the world of Douluo Continent.

"So, is this considered very rare?"

Having stumbled on the term "refined iron," Ning Rongrong cautiously probed further.

"I can only say that the person who made it was quite bored. This kind of thing..." Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, "As long as you have a protective soul skill, you can completely ignore it. It's also useless against fast soul masters."

Xiao Yan even doubted whether this thing could penetrate his skin and harm his body.

"Alright, Dai Mubai is here. Are you all ready?"

As they were talking, Li Yusong, holding a blond boy by the collar, landed on the ground—making sure to avoid the dense array of sharp weapons on the ground.

"Ready, we can start anytime." Standing up, Xiao Yan threw the willow-leaf knife on the ground, dusted off his hands, and then turned his gaze to the blond-haired boy.

Ning Rongrong followed closely behind.

"Tsk, so it's you two?" The blond man—Dai Mubai—grinned. "It's you two who want to challenge..."

"Speak properly!"

Li Yusong slapped Dai Mubai on the head without any politeness, "I haven't even settled accounts with you yet. I made you the examiner for the final round, and this is how you conduct it in your own dormitory?"

"no……"

Li Yusong's slap wasn't light, making Dai Mubai grimace. "Wasn't that because Teacher Zhao took my job before? Shouldn't you have gone to Teacher Zhao, Teacher Li?"

"What? I can't beat Lao Zhao, so I came to you specifically, is that not allowed?" Li Yusong said with a displeased look.

"Alright, I hereby declare the final test officially open!"

"White Tiger, possess me!"

As Li Yusong announced the start of the assessment, Dai Mubai, who was still trying to argue, suddenly burst out with a strong white light. After the white light, Dai Mubai stretched his arms to the sides, puffed out his chest, cracked his bones, and his muscles suddenly expanded, stretching his clothes and making every muscle extremely obvious. Even the air around him seemed to have become turbulent.

"What? Not ready yet?" Dai Mubai, whose once blond hair had turned black and white, cracked his knuckles. "Should I give you a little more time?"

Three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath his feet, and the surging spirit power rushed towards Xiao Yan and Ning Rongrong like a tidal wave.

Should the two of us team up against him?

Dai Mubai's soul power pressure was as powerless as an evening breeze to Xiao Yan. After glancing at Dai Mubai, whose face was contorted with rage and who looked incredibly cool, Xiao Yan looked at Li Yusong.

"What? You're already giving up before the fight even starts?" Dai Mubai grinned. "But that's normal. I could slap a bunch of short, aristocratic bumpkins like you to death with one slap!"

'Shorty?' Xiao Yan's expression was starting to betray him.

"Two against one it is fine."

Although he didn't want to bully anyone, since Dai Mubai, whose mouth was so foul, had asked for it himself, Xiao Yan had nothing to say.

"Yan Xiao, a level 31 Power Attack-type Soul Master, Martial Soul: Flame..."

When Xiao Yan honestly reported his 'soul power level' and martial soul according to the rules of this continent, Dai Mubai immediately pounced on him without any regard for martial ethics.

"I gave you a minute," Dai Mubai laughed as he lunged at Xiao Yan under his astonished gaze, "You just didn't manage it well..."

bump!

After Xiao Yan's first spirit ring, which was used for disguise, lit up, a giant fire beast slammed into Dai Mubai, sending him flying more than ten meters away and carving a deep trench more than ten meters long in the open space full of sharp weapons.

"Why did you dare to pounce on me without even using your soul skills?" Xiao Yan asked, looking puzzled.

Surely you people from Douluo Continent wouldn't forget to use your brains when you're absorbing spirit rings, injecting hormones into your bodies to make them grow, would you?

When absorbing a spirit ring, one does not benefit from the physical growth boost, so Xiao Yan's current height is only the same as Ning Rongrong's, which he maliciously speculated about.

'Ah, Lin Dong's body doesn't seem to have grown at all after absorbing the Azure Flame Dragon Beast's spirit ring?'

Chapter 30 Frozen Trap