Chapter Nineteen: Assessment

  Zong Yin didn't sleep all night, and it wasn't until the east began to brighten that he slowly opened his eyes.

  After experiencing two consecutive double rebounds of soul power and spiritual power, Zong Yin's soul power increased by 26 strands in one go, saving a total of 39 days of cultivation time. However, he was still far from the requirement of 300 strands. If it weren't for the fact that he might not be able to withstand the double rebound every time, he really wanted to come twice more, so that he could condense his soul stone earlier.

  After feeling the abundant soul power, Zong Yin took out the stone slab given by Old Man Fan from his bosom and decided to cultivate his first soul skill.

  Unlike the normal soul technique cultivation process, Sealing Technique does not require a large amount of cultivation materials, nor does it need to engrave the soul technique pattern on the Soul Stone with one's own soul power.

  Zong Yin lay flat on the bed, a rectangular stone slab placed on his chest, several strands of soul power slowly flowing into the stone slab, the grayish-white stone slab slowly floated up, and the patterns carved on the stone slab also gradually lit up with a faint glow.

  The color of the light changed constantly, evolving in sequence from gray, white, green, blue, red to purple. Unfortunately, it never turned black and returned to gray, indicating that the Growing Soul Technique obtained by Zonghui could at most possess power comparable to that of the Purple Star Soul Technique.

  Zong Yin let out a somewhat dissatisfied sigh, and didn't think about it anymore. He continued to infuse his soul power into the stone slab, controlling the flow of his soul power according to the soul technique patterns on the slab, until his soul power had merged with the special substances contained within the patterns on the white slab. Only then did he slowly draw out the transformed soul power from the slab and return it to his spirit.

  The soul force slowly returned to the human soul stone, and that part of the transformed soul force was like a branding iron, automatically floating on the surface of the human soul stone, and the soul technique pattern on the stone slab was identical. As all the soul force injected into the stone slab was withdrawn, the texture on the stone slab gradually faded away, eventually revealing a fine crack.

  Zong Yin didn't have time to care about the changes in the stone slab, but when a soul technique pattern identical to the one on the stone slab appeared on his Soul Stone, all the information related to this soul technique suddenly emerged in his mind.

  A delighted expression appeared on Zong Yin's face. This soul-assisting technique was actually better than he had imagined.

  Zong Yin's face suddenly showed a hint of confusion, and after a moment, it turned into a look of shock and maniacal laughter.

  According to Zong Yin's contact with all the books, no matter what level of soul technique, when engraved on the soul stone, it will occupy half of the area of the soul stone, which also means that a single soul stone can only hold two kinds of soul techniques.

  However, the Soul Stone is now only occupied by one-third of its area, which has nothing to do with soul techniques. Even if it were an ancient soul technique, it would not be able to solve the problem of the Soul Stone's capacity for soul techniques. Therefore, the only possible reason for this change is that his Soul Stone is different from others!

  If the Human Soul Stone can accommodate three soul techniques, then it means that Zonghui has one more soul technique to use than others of the same level.

  For a single Onmyodo practitioner, Soul Techniques are like hand grenades for a soldier. If one person has two and another has three, under the same conditions, it's obvious who will cause more damage.

  It wasn't until much later that Zong Yin was able to calm down the excitement in his heart. He yearned even more for excellent soul techniques.

  For the entire day, Zong Yin did not step out of his dormitory door. Under full operation of his soul power, he actually formed a new stream of soul power in just one day's time. However, such speed still could not satisfy Zong Yin.

  After nightfall, Zong Yin gave up continuing to cultivate his soul power and opened the door of his dormitory, walking out.

  Since he learned the new soul power, he hasn't tried it out to see how effective it is. A new soul skill, although Zong Yin was already familiar with how to use it, but without actual practice, it would always feel a bit awkward. So Zong Yin decided to let his body get used to the new soul skill.

  Dingsheng Soul Academy has a special training room for cultivation, specifically designed to target various categories of soul techniques, allowing people to accurately assess the power of their own soul techniques.

  Zong Yin used his own Nascent Soul to open a cultivation room, where he spent the entire night until the Nascent Soul emitted another vibration on the second day, reminding Zong Yin that today was the day of Hei Sen's water walking technique assessment for everyone.

  Zong Yin, panting heavily with a complex smile on his face, couldn't believe that this soul-assisting technique was more useful than he had imagined. Unfortunately, it had a strong aftereffect and wasn't suitable for long-term use, making it a typical last-resort soul technique.

  When his body had slightly recovered, Zong Yin left the training room and headed towards the classroom.

  Zong Yin arrived at the classroom, and Hei Sen had already arrived early, teasing those girls with words, completely ignoring other boys in the classroom. Thinking of Hun Yu's evaluation of Hei Sen, Zong Yin added another question mark, anyway, he didn't see it at all.

  "The assessment content is very simple, the whole class is divided into two teams, starting from both sides, your goal is to sink another student, and the last one standing on the water is qualified, you understand the consequences of failing the assessment ~"

  When almost everyone had arrived, Heisenberg loudly announced the start of the assessment, and naturally didn't forget to add a threat that those who failed would receive his personal tutoring. Heisenberg's voice when threatening others always carried a hint of obscenity, giving people a chilling feeling.

  Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and according to Hei Sen's words, wouldn't it be that out of the forty-eight people, only twenty-four could pass? The thought of those who failed having to accept Hei Sen's training made everyone suddenly muster up their spirits.

  The forty-eight people were divided into two teams, with men and women evenly distributed. The two teams stood facing each other across a lake surface of nearly 150 meters, neither wanting to lose to the other and thus receive special tutoring from Hei Sen.

  A girl from the opposite side jumped into the lake first, standing on the water's surface with a smile and walking towards the center of the lake. The students on Zong Yin's side were suddenly in an uproar, seeing that the first one to come out was a girl, many people rushed forward, in everyone's eyes, competing with the girl, the chances of winning are relatively high.

  A boy pushed one of his own into the water and rushed out first under the angry eyes of everyone.

  This man looked like a match for Hei Sen, and at first glance, it was clear that he wasn't the kind of person who would coddle or cherish others. Like his appearance, his hands were clad in a pair of fist guards, with a faint glow circulating on them, which seemed to be the lowest quality type of soul device.

  Even the worst soul device is much stronger than an empty hand. This person came out with full force from the start, apparently with the intention of a quick battle and quick decision.

  Facing a fierce punch, the girl opposite him revealed a sly smile, neither dodging nor flinching, her hands slowly placed on her lower abdomen.

  Zong Yin was shocked, could it be the starting move of a soul skill? In Zong Yin's memory, there were several types of soul skills that required concentrating one's soul power in the abdomen before activation, among which the most powerful one was the "Sonic Boom". This soul skill, which relied on converting soul power into sound waves, could even blast through a steel plate!

  Even if it wasn't a "Sonic Boom", none of the other soul techniques he knew were any good at countering.

  Zong Yinyin's eyes widened with excitement, ready to witness the power of soul skills. After all, he had never seen the power of other martial soul techniques before. As for whether that boy lived or died, it had nothing to do with him.

  "Pffft!" But when the girl in front of him made her move, a burst of blood sprayed everywhere, and Zong Yin's eyes nearly popped out.

  The girl opposite was not using any skills, but rather holding onto her own collar with both hands. When she approached the other side, she suddenly opened up her clothes, and what's even more unbelievable is that she wasn't wearing any underwear inside. Two giant white rabbits suddenly jumped out, and two bright red dots made all the boys who were watching spit out two streams of nosebleed.

  People outside the court were so poor, let alone the boy who was competing against her. At such a close distance, the visual impact was even stronger. He couldn't find any flaws in her skin, and paired with those enticing twin peaks, he instantly fell into a daze.

  Even his tireless soul power had a hint of stagnation, and the soul power shield under his feet showed a hint of disorder.

  The girl opposite him was very fast and didn't pull up her clothes, she suddenly rushed towards the boy who was still in a daze, kicked one foot between his legs, and after a shocking scream, the boy's face turned iron blue and sank into the water.

  At this time, the girl opposite finally proudly puffed out her chest, slowly pulled up her clothes and returned to her team.

  All the boys standing on the shore unconsciously tightened their legs, a faintly painful feeling spreading from their eggs throughout their bodies. Looking at the girls again, each and every one of them had a gleam in their eyes, as if they had found a good way to deal with the boys.

  After several deep breaths, Zong Yin finally calmed down the turmoil in his body. He rolled his eyes and looked at the woman opposite him who was teaching other girls techniques, thinking that women in this world were much more open-minded than those in that conservative country.

  Zong Yinyin patted his heart and asked himself, if it were him earlier, he would probably have fallen for it too. He's not exactly a gentleman, but even if he had fallen for it, he should have at least gotten some benefits out of it before falling down, like stretching out his hand... or something. That guy from earlier really lost too miserably and undeservedly...

  Still thinking in her heart how she must find a boy to try out with, the assessment of the other students had already begun.

  After the two of them made such a fuss, the subsequent assessment completely changed its flavor and became a farce. Neither side had any intention of winning fairly; they were all trying to outsmart each other and get their opponent to fall into the water, which would be considered a win.

  Zong Yin's originally not-so-good mood was once again restored to its usual state, and he couldn't help but wonder if he should use underhanded tactics like them.

  Suddenly, both teams fell silent at the same time. Looking closely, a boy had already appeared on the opposite side, walking slowly towards the center of the lake with a gloomy face.