Path of the Warrior: My Soul Ring Can Be Fused Indefinitely! - Chapter 39
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
‘There are so many people.’
Even though the Divine Sect had raised the conditions for this year, there were still many people who came to the right side of the training field.
Li Ran roughly calculated that there were almost 100 people.
If Elder Wen did not raise the conditions, there would be even more people, and the competition would be even more intense.
The geniuses in the training field sized each other up and kept a distance from each other.
As long as they stood here, they were enemies. They were all fighting for the spot to enter the Divine Sect!
The number of people on the training field finally stopped increasing.
Nearly 100 people simultaneously looked at the elder on the high platform.
“You, go down. You don’t meet the condition.”
Elder Wen’s smiling face instantly darkened.
His gaze was sharp as he stared intently at a youth dressed in a black robe.
Everyone was stunned. They followed his gaze and looked over. What was wrong with that youth?
The black-robed youth instantly became the focus of attention in the crowd. The youth had an embarrassed look as he lowered his head guiltily.
“Trying to impersonate? Don’t try to hide it from me. Get lost before I lose my temper!”
Elder Wen was truly enraged.
The moment these words were said, some people realized what was going on.
“Young and frivolous! How dare he play tricks in front of Elder Wen!”
Some people sighed.
The black-robed youth’s face alternated between red and white. He ran out of the crowd with an ashen face, afraid that he would trigger the elder.
‘A fish that slipped through the net.’
What surprised Li Ran was not the black-robed youth, but the fact that Elder Wen was able to see through the number of Soul Rings that person had awakened with a glance.
Generally speaking, only on the day of awakening would others see the number of Soul Rings that they had awakened.
After that day, only one’s Innate Soul Ring and bound Soul Rings would appear on one’s arm.
Nonetheless… Elder Wen was able to see the number of Soul Rings that someone else had awakened?
‘Perhaps there’s some magical tool hidden on his body that can reveal the number of Soul Rings that someone else has.’
Li Ran guessed that since Elder Wen was from the Divine Sect, that kind of precious magic tool would be a small matter to the sect that had a deep foundation.
“There was a small incident just now. Let me give you another piece of advice. Focus on the sparring session later. This is to show respect to others and yourself!”
Elder Wen’s expression softened as he said, “I’ve already said it clearly, so I won’t say anymore. Everyone present has a wooden token in their hands. Please stand in your respective areas according to your attributes.”
The first round would be testing the number of Soul Rings one had awakened. The second round would test the strength of one’s Innate Soul Ring’s attributes.
In layman’s terms, it was to see if one’s Innate Soul Ring’s lethality was great.
The stage was divided into three areas. There were Beast Soul Rings, Medicinal Herb Soul Rings, and Weapon Soul Rings. Other than the area for Beast Soul Rings, there were more than thirty people in the other two areas.
Only the Beast Soul Ring’s area had scattered people. There were less than fifteen people, and the two other sections made it look smaller.
Nevertheless, in the crowd’s opinion, those who had Beast Soul Rings had an advantage over the other Soul Rings.
Li Rui stood among them, enjoying the envious gazes from the surrounding people. He subconsciously held his head high and stuck out his chest, feeling a sense of superiority.
When he accidentally caught sight of Li Ran in the crowd, his smile instantly disappeared and was replaced by disdain. It was the disdain of the strong toward the weak.
‘You have a good father but even if you become the chief of the Pure Wind Clan, it’ll never change the fact that you’re a good-for-nothing!
‘The chief of the Pure Wind Clan?’
Li Rui really looked down on Li Ran. His target was the Falling Clouds Sect, the holy land that had nurtured many Supreme Martial Gods.
On the other side of the crowd, there was a youth who would occasionally frown and smile happily.
No one noticed because everyone’s attention was focused on the training field. Three Soul Cultivators from the Divine Sect had appeared in each of the three areas. Their Innate Soul Rings were the corresponding Beast Soul Ring, Medicinal Herb Soul Ring, and Weapon Soul Rings.
For the sake of fairness, the three Soul Cultivators could only use their Innate Soul Rings. Even so, the difficulty was still very high.
Their Innate Soul Rings had been strengthened twice, and their strengths were terrifying. There were very few people present who could last three rounds with them.
This was the cruelty of the Divine Sect’s recruitment of disciples.
There were already sounds of fighting in the three areas. From the beginning until now, it had not even been a minute, but there were already people in the Weapon Soul Ring’s area who were defeated.
Once they were defeated, or if they did not last three rounds, they would be eliminated.
The battle situation on the training field became more intense. The sounds were like thunder. Some people flew out, and fresh blood spurted out. Once someone was defeated, there would be people rushing up.
Everyone’s attention was focused on the training field. From time to time, there would be one or two exclamations. No one noticed that there was a youth crouching and silently climbing up the high platform.
At this moment, there were four elders standing on the high platform. They looked at the battle situation on the stage and occasionally nodded.
“Not bad. Some of the Soul Rings’ Soul Skills from this batch are still very powerful. If we polish them, they’ll be pieces of unpolished jade!
“It seems like there hasn’t been any decent disciple in Sifang Town in the past few years. From the looks of it, there’s a bit of hope this year.”
An elder standing next to Elder Wen was slightly weaker and was a Soul Grandmaster.
His voice was loud and clear as he asked, “How are we going to explain things to Old Man Mo?”
When the other three elders heard this, their faces were filled with bitterness.
Before the four of them came to Sifang Town, they were reminded by Old Man Mo Bao that they had to find good seedlings for him.
When Elder Wen thought of this, he cursed internally. ‘If it wasn’t because I couldn’t beat him, I wouldn’t have agreed to this.
‘Sometimes, I really suspect that Mo Bao has broken through to the Soul Monarch Realm. Otherwise, if we’re both Soul Kings, how could I be at a disadvantage?’
“After we return, we’ll just say that there are no seedlings for Body Cultivation. Let him think of another way!”
‘We’re a sect of Soul Dao, so why should we bother with Body Cultivation!’
“I’m afraid that damned old man will use our Soul Dao disciples to experiment again. The last batch of disciples had a miserable time!”
Speaking of this, the expressions of the four people turned ugly. Mo Bao did not care whether the others were willing or not. When he saw those disciples who had just entered the sect, he directly abducted them and messed around with them. He said that he wanted to temper their bodies and throw them into the Magical Beast Mountain Range to fight, and he did whatever he thought of.
After being messed with by that devil, the sect had been in a mess for the past few years. Those disciples complained endlessly. Mo Bao was simply a nightmare for them.
Therefore, the sect master thought of a way to prevent the disciples in the sect from being harmed. That was to let Mo Bao go outside and select Body Cultivators.
However…
The outside world was full of his enemies. For some reason, they had been keeping a tighter watch on him during this period.
Mo Bao had no way of escaping, so the heavy responsibility fell on the four elders who had come to Sifang Town to recruit disciples.
“Damn Old Man Mo!
“Can’t he do it on his own if he wants to study Body Cultivation? Why does he have to harm others?”
The four elders were crying bitterly on the high platform. ‘How are we supposed to find a Body Cultivator genius in half a day?
‘Besides, we know nothing about Body Cultivation!
‘Find my *ss!’