Chapter 20: The Battle Between Soul Masters

  Zong Yin raised an eyebrow, he knew this person, Yang Jun, who could also be said to be the most outstanding in the Black Forest class. His bear-like physique was very eye-catching, but he had a speed that was extremely mismatched with his appearance. He was the first one who could walk on water, but Zong Yin didn't have much contact with him and didn't know why as soon as he appeared, the lively scene from earlier suddenly cooled down.

  "I don't have time to play these childish games with you trash. Rather than wasting my time here, I'd rather go back and cultivate. Come on, let's speed up, I'm leaving."

  As soon as Yang Jun spoke, everyone's face turned angry, and even a boy next to Zong Yin was about to rush out to teach Yang Jun a lesson, but he was pulled back by someone beside him.

  "Don't go! This guy is a madman who doesn't care about his life, and his martial soul technique is extremely powerful. Just the other day, he almost killed an upperclassman from two years above us, a level 2 Soul Master, just because he insulted him for being a bastard child, and even cursed his mother along with it. You didn't see the state that upperclassman was in, he even had that thing cut off... From now on, I'm afraid he won't even be able to call himself a bastard child..."

  This person was obviously very afraid of Yang Jun, and when he got to this point, he couldn't help but shudder, as if recalling the scene from that day.

  Upon hearing this, Zong Yin couldn't help but look at Yang Jun with newfound respect. If he were in Yang Jun's shoes, he would probably do the same thing, but he definitely wouldn't be as ruthless as Yang Jun.

  "Is nobody coming? Mentor, no one dares to come down, does that mean I've passed?"

  Yang Jun waited for half a day without seeing anyone come out, and coldly smiled, raising his head to shout loudly at Hei Sen.

  He shrugged his shoulders and muttered in a very loud voice: "I knew it would turn out like this!"

  He rolled his eyes at Yang Jun, just about to announce that he had passed, when suddenly he discovered a figure emerging from the group of students opposite him, slowly walking towards Yang Jun.

  At this moment, Hei Sen's eyes were first stunned, and after a while, he laughed, an evil laugh.

  At this moment, Yang Jun pouted his mouth, and the meaning was self-evident.

  Yang Jun furrowed his brow, looked at the newcomer with a puzzled gaze, and soon relaxed again. He adjusted his expression and didn't say a word, like a gust of wind, he rolled towards Zong Yin who was walking slowly.

  Yang Jun was no longer willing to waste too much time here, in his opinion, there were no opponents in this class worthy of his attention. Rather than wasting time here, it would be better to blend in with the other classes at Soul Academy, where those stronger than him could stir up his fighting spirit.

  Facing Yang Jun's sudden attack, Zong Yin took a deep breath. Originally, he wouldn't have been the one to take the lead, but Hun Yu's words made him stand out.

  "Go try it out and see how big the gap is between you and him, he's considered one of the strongest in your class, and he has two soul stones in his body. Although he just broke through not long ago, he's at least a first-level Soul Master. You can use your soul technique to win against him with the help of the human soul stone."

  No matter how you say it, this is the first real confrontation between the two soul masters, and Zong Yin's heart can't help but feel a little tense. However, Yang Jun didn't give him much time to think about it. Just as Zong Yin was adjusting his mindset, Yang Jun's angular face was already only two steps away from him.

  Zong Yin knew that his body, which had not been strengthened by soul power, would definitely not be able to withstand Yang Jun's one round of attack. He decisively retreated backwards, and a dozen or so fine needles transformed from his soul power shot towards Yang Jun's face. If this sneak attack succeeded, Yang Jun's fate would probably not be much different from that of the six people Zong Yin had previously defeated.

  Obviously, Yang Jun was different from the six people he had previously defeated with his own strength. Although he didn't discover Zong Yin's attack, Yang Jun still instinctively felt the danger. His body twisted like a fish, eerily and snake-like, dodging Zong Yin's soul power attack. His figure suddenly accelerated, rushing towards him even faster.

  Yang Jun revealed a cold smile, and his fist, which had been strengthened by soul power countless times, slammed into Zong Yin's face. He could already imagine the scene of Zong Yin being knocked flying by his one punch.

  Zong Yin was shocked, the speed of his soul power's short needle rotation couldn't keep up with Yang Jun's charging footsteps.

  At this point, Zong Yin no longer hesitated and gave up control of that part of his soul power. The gray patterns on the Human Soul Stone in his body lit up one by one, and a gray halo suddenly enveloped him. A pair of wing-like patterns appeared on his legs, allowing him to dodge Yang Jun's full-force attack at a speed even faster than Yang Jun's.

  A blow that was supposed to be decisive fell through, and in an instant, Yang Jun appeared dazed for a moment. Before he could react, a fist had already enlarged infinitely in his pupils, and he even saw the texture of rocks on the fist.

  "Bang!" Yang Jun's eye socket was heavily hit by Zong Yin, his whole brain was dizzy, and he didn't react for a long time.

  If it were just an ordinary fist, that would be fine, but the fist that slammed into his face was as hard as a rock. If Zong Yin's attack wasn't strong enough, he would have been smashed to death with a few more hits.

  At this time, Zong Yin's heart was racing, taking a deep breath, his fists, which had become as hard as rocks, were pouring down on Yang Jun's head with the fastest speed of his life.

  A completely unexpected battle, the whole classroom was in a daze, Hei Sen stared at Zong Yin who was desperately hitting Yang Jun's head with a smirk on his face.

  He couldn't see that Zong Yin's use of the water surface walking technique was imitating his, only he didn't think that Zong Yin's control over his own soul power had already reached such a high level. After all, even he was able to achieve such precise control because he had cultivated a special soul-refining technique.

  He shook his head again, the difference in their soul power levels was still too great. Soul apprentices and soul masters had a tenfold gap, which couldn't be easily bridged by technique alone.

  Although Zong Yin seemed to have the upper hand, only he himself knew how shocked he was. If it were another world, no matter who you are, with his stone-like fists pounding on someone's head so many times, even if they didn't die, they would at least be bleeding profusely from a cracked skull. But Yang Jun was fine, except for some bruises and swelling, not even a scratch on the skin.

  Zong Yin had already strongly suspected in his heart that it was not correct to train the body without using soul power. If he also used soul power to train the body, shouldn't he have this superhuman physique too?

  When Zong Yin continuously threw out six or seven punches, Yang Jun finally came back to his senses from the impact, and a thick soul shield suddenly opened up. Zong Yin's already weak attack was immediately reduced by more than half, and a blue light began to gradually emanate from his body.

  Zong Yin didn't say a word, quickly pulling away from Yang Jun. This was obviously Yang Jun preparing to unleash his martial soul technique. His body wasn't confident in being able to withstand a second-level Soul Master's martial soul technique head-on.

  "Who would have thought that our class still had someone hiding in plain sight! Those who don't want to die, surrender immediately! Crazy demon's wild dance!"

  Yang Jun's face turned ferocious, and he let out a loud roar. Just as Zong Yin had taken a step back, his body transformed into a terrifying gust of wind that enveloped Zong Yin within it.

  At this moment, Yang Jun seemed to have split into countless figures dancing around Zong Yin, each figure's movement causing a wound on Zong Yin's body. Even with the soul power shield maintained by his group, he still felt intense pain.

  It was just a breath, and Zong Yin already couldn't bear it. He didn't think that the gap between him and the Soul Master was so big. However, thinking that even a second-level Soul Master had lost to this move, he let go of his worries.

  He bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to calm down. His Soul Assistant technique still had one last ability that hadn't been used yet. Even if it meant losing, he would fight to the end. Surrender was not something he would do!

  At this moment, Zong Yin's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Hei Sen's face with a strange smile, and his heart skipped a beat. His heartbeat accelerated, and he suddenly found an opportunity to win, although it was a bit risky, but it was better than losing. Thinking of this, the corner of Zong Yin's mouth curled up slightly.

  "This is the Soul Master's second-level defeat, and it's indeed astonishing. Moreover, it's actually a Blue Star level Soul Master technique!"

  "That kid really doesn't know what's good for him, getting beaten like that and still refusing to surrender? Is he looking to get himself killed?"

  Zong Yin was engulfed in Yang Jun's storm, but the situation suddenly reversed. The crowd on the shore watching the two teams let out waves of sighs, thinking that someone with Zong Yin's strength going up against Yang Jun was simply courting death.

  Yang Jun's crazy dance looked powerful, but his eyebrows were tightly furrowed together. His martial soul technique was given to him by his mother when he left the family, a Blue Star level martial soul technique. After mastering it, Yang Jun's strength greatly increased, and in his first use of it, he defeated an academy student one rank higher than himself, although he also suffered heavy injuries.

  Having had an experience of casting it once, Yang Jun discovered the fatal weakness of this martial soul technique when he cast it again! It couldn't fully display its power on the surface of the water!

  The Frenzied Dance of the Devil is a powerful martial soul technique that excels in its ability to unleash 100% of its attacking power with each strike, capable of heavily damaging enemies within an extremely short period. However, each strike requires a stable point of force, which is easily achievable on land but greatly weakened when executed on water's surface. With every step downwards, the water would dissipate some of the force. If not for this, Zonghui might have been instantly defeated.

  Just as Yang Jun was thinking about how to solve the problem of weakening his power, Zong Yin, who had been in a defensive state all along, moved.

  Zong Yin's right arm swept out, bringing with it a whooshing sound that rapidly expanded in Yang Jun's astonished gaze until it was almost as big as he was before stopping its growth trend. His entire right arm was covered in the texture of grey rock, and even some small stone fragments were still falling off.