Chapter 48: I Want You... (Collect and Recommend!)

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  "Really?! I want yours... Ah, spit! I want a Blue Star or higher martial soul technique, something that works internally like Shocking and Shattering Heart Strike! If you give me the cultivation method, this Sealing Technique Manual is yours!"

  Zong Yinyin saw the appearance of Lan Xin, and added to what she said, almost blurting out the evil words in his heart, but in the end, reason still triumphed over the little devil in his mind, and he made a request that he had been thinking about since morning.

  "No problem! Give it to me!"

  Lan Xin agreed without hesitation and immediately pounced on Zong Yin's body, hugging him from the front and snatching the seal technique book from his hands. She stared intently at its texture, her fingers carefully feeling its material, completely unaware that Zong Yin was staring fixedly at her chest with a pair of lecherous eyes.

  "It's at least a 7,000-year-old masterpiece! It's actually only missing this little bit, maybe I can repair it!"

  After a long time, Lan Xin had made a rough estimate of the sealed technique manual. Before Zong Yin could react, she disappeared from his line of sight at an incredible speed.

  "It's so big, it's so elastic... This little loli is more substantial than she looks... Wait a minute! Hey! Don't forget my soul technique! Uh, why do I have this feeling of being deceived..."

  Zong Yin's mouth was still wet with saliva, and he muttered stupidly, earlier when Lan Xin snatched the sealed technique from his hand, her whole body was pressed against his, even though they were separated by clothes, he felt a turbulent feeling. Just for a moment, he reacted and thought that he shouldn't be thinking about this now, shouting loudly at Lan Xin who had already disappeared into thin air, Zong Yin suddenly felt a sense of being deceived in his heart.

  As Rong Yin had guessed, his own sealing technique was like a meat bun hitting a dog - it went out and didn't come back. For an entire week, he couldn't find any trace of Lan Xin, let alone the Blue Star Martial Soul technique she had promised him.

  Zong Yin practiced Soul Blade every day, killing the Killer Bees with a vengeance in his heart, each strike more ruthless and precise than the last. Until the eve of the third monthly trial, Zong Yin's arduous practice finally paid off, successfully manipulating three Soul Blades at once, upgrading his control over soul power to a whole new level.

  This was also thanks to his soul power level being upgraded from Soul Apprentice Seventh Level to Soul Apprentice Eighth Level, after a month and five days of time, he had only increased his soul power by one hundred strands.

  Zong Yin couldn't help but sigh, those Soul Masters' innate talents were truly impressive. After his soul power reached 800 units in his body, even with the help of the Queen Bee's venom, he could only increase his soul power by a little more than one unit per day. To advance from level 8 to level 9, it would take at least three months, not to mention advancing to the Soul Master stage.

  On one hand, Zong Yin was delighted with his chaotic level upgrade, on the other hand, he sighed at the difficulties that lay ahead, and on the other hand, he cursed Lan Xin, this little loli who didn't keep her promises, as the third monthly trial began.

  This time's Moon Trial has already made Zong Yin feel a deep pressure. Looking around, out of the ten people, three have already reached the level of Soul Master, and four are stuck at the ninth level of Soul Apprentice. Only three people have lower strength than him.

  Zong Yin's strength suddenly dropped from mid-tier to low-tier, causing him to doubt whether his talent was really that bad.

  Fortunately, Hun Yu's words comforted Zong Yin's heart a lot. The reason why Zong Yin's soul power cultivation was slow was not because of his poor talent, but because his soul was condensed and solidified, making it much more difficult to form a soul fetus than others. However, the soul power he formed was more pure and durable than others, and this would gradually become apparent as his level increased.

  In Zong Yin's half-believing and half-doubting mindset, his first lunar trial began. As soon as he took the stage, Zong Yin activated his Qi and Ancestral Return, using his Qi to observe his opponent's weaknesses and break through them. Relying on his excellent defense, powerful attacks, and precise soul power control, he easily won the first round. Afterwards, he sat down cross-legged on one side, starting to crazily eat and drink, replenishing the Qi lost within his body.

  For six consecutive games, Zong Xian has been like this, as soon as he stepped onto the court, he went all out, displaying his skills and dancing with his opponents, ultimately achieving victory, even if his opponent's strength was not as good as his.

  The reason for this is very simple, he doesn't want to lose because of a momentary carelessness, he has seen countless times how players with strong abilities have lost matches due to overconfidence and carelessness, and he doesn't want to become one of them.

  It wasn't until the eighth round that he finally met his match and unfortunately lost.

  His opponent was a Soul Reaper student of Class 1, whose Soul Cutting technique was quite effective in countering Sōjun's tactics, making them unable to succeed effectively.

  At this time, Zong Yin's stone arm was propped up on the ground with his fist, and three deep conical holes were scattered on his arm. The left shoulder was also like this, without any rock as defense, the wound on the left shoulder had already injured to the bone, fresh blood was constantly flowing out, and the invisible gas was slowly regenerating his flesh and blood, alleviating his pain, but for a while, his left arm couldn't move.

  Zong Yin couldn't help but feel a little relieved, during the full moon, he had successfully upgraded to the White Star level, not only did his speed increase significantly, but the defensive power of his Rock Arm also increased greatly, and even his right half body was covered in rock, otherwise the opponent's martial soul technique would have been able to pierce through his right arm.

  The blue soul technique pattern spirals around the opponent's arm, forming a deep blue spinning gun shadow on his right arm. It is this seemingly gorgeous deep blue gun shadow that easily shatters his defense, leaving so many wounds on his body.

  On the other hand, his opponent couldn't find any wounds on him. The reason was that his left arm was also wrapped in blue soul technique patterns, and a heavy shield that could block most of his body was held in front of him, blocking all of Zonghui's attacks.

  What made Zong Yin feel helpless was that this seemingly solid heavy shield was completely composed of soul techniques, his attacks couldn't penetrate it, but the opponent's blue gun shadow could pass through the heavy shield without any obstruction, launching an attack on him, and at the same time, he wouldn't expose his body. Apparently, these two soul techniques were a set of Blue Star Soul Techniques, and their combined power had already exceeded the normal range of Blue Star Soul Techniques.

  As the opponent's heavy shield once again blocked Zong Yin's stone fist, a spear pierced through the heavy shield and nailed his stone fist to his already petrified right chest. When the stipulated five minutes were up, the two judges unanimously declared Zong Yin defeated, and he walked down from the martial arts stage in disappointment.

  "Ah, still lacking in soul techniques! If I had Shock or Shatter, at least I could make the opponent's heavy shield ineffective! Damn Blue Xin! Women are indeed born to be excellent liars!"

  Zong was viciously tearing at the lamb leg in his hand, imagining it to be that untrustworthy little loli, muttering indistinctly.

  Zong Yin stopped at the top 40 again, his eyes constantly scanning the remaining martial arts stage for Yang Jun's figure.

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  As expected, this guy squeezed into the top 40 again, just like a mad dog, launching a frenzied attack on his opponent. What left Zong Yin speechless was that his opponent was actually a girl. Yang Jun continued to attack without any finesse, and looking at the girl who seemed as gentle as a willow in the wind, Zong Yin knew that Yang Jun, who had no idea what it meant to cherish and appreciate women, was going to win again, steadily taking eight points and entering the top 20.

  What made Zong Yin happy was that Yang Jun's next opponent was the Soul Master who defeated him in the previous match, a Soul Master of the second level. In the end, Yang Jun still couldn't break through his defense and scored eight points to end the game.

  This time, the overall list has changed again. Zong Yin's score is already at 50th place, but due to the limited length of the list, Zong Yin's name did not appear on the list. Yang Jun, who scored one point higher than Zong Yin, was hanging at the end of the 40s with a score of 21 points. The first-place name is still Ao Fei, who made Zong Yin unhappy. With three monthly tests and two 9-point scores, his total score of 27 points firmly occupies the top spot, with a two-point difference from second place.

  And this time after the monthly trial ended, the whole freshman group had a surging trend. The reason was simple: the three-month confinement life of freshmen was finally broken, and students with no disciplinary record could get two days and one night of outing holiday every month.

  The day after the monthly trial ended was the day when all new students were allowed to take a uniform outing holiday. Zong Yin thought he had left early enough, and as soon as the east broke dawn, he rushed out of his dormitory towards the main gate of the Soul Academy. However, by the time he arrived, the entire entrance was already packed with countless new students. Even before it got light, there were already countless students waiting here, and various horse-drawn carriages were also parked at the corner outside the gate.

  When it was almost noon, the gate opened and a terrifying howl was heard. The entire Soul School burst out like a flood, with people rushing out, many of whom had activated their soul techniques to charge outward. Zong Yin was completely caught off guard and was swept out of the 20-meter-wide gate by the crowd. If he hadn't also activated his Return Ancestor technique at the last moment, he would have been trampled to the ground and turned into a meat paste.

  During the crowded period, Zong Yin saw all sorts of scenes. Some people took advantage of the situation to steal things, some ate tofu, and others sought revenge. Anyway, there were people all around, you couldn't even find an opportunity to put up a fight. After everyone dispersed, the entire entrance was covered in bloodstains, women's clothes, and even several girls who had been stripped almost naked lay weakly on the ground crying...

  Zong Yinhao didn't have time to sympathize with them, knowing that the holiday was only two days and one night. Although it's said to be two days and one night, in fact, it's just one day and one night. From the moment they went out, by this time tomorrow, they must return. Anyone who doesn't return will be caught by the law enforcement team and have all their holiday opportunities cancelled during school period.

  He rushed to the small courtyard that Mu had transferred to his name at the fastest speed. Lao Shan was leisurely arranging chess pieces at the door, while the grocery store not far away was as deserted as when he first saw it, with no one asking for anything.