Chapter 89: Alternate Player
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"Mermaid race? Sea Soul Beast?" Walter frowned. He had never heard of such a thing. Judging from the word "fish," he guessed it was a Soul Beast in the water, probably related to the sea.
"The Mermaid race is a semi-human, semi-Soul Beast existence, similar to the Wolf Bandits. Some mermaids can cultivate like humans, and they need to hunt Soul Rings when breaking through levels, while others are just like Soul Beasts," Amon explained to Walter.
"Semi-human, semi-Soul Beast? Then can you get a Soul Ring if you kill them?" Walter asked with some interest, as this was the first time he had heard of such a peculiar existence.
Amon replied, "It depends on the concentration of the Soul Beast bloodline in their bodies. If the bloodline concentration is high, leaning more towards Soul Beasts, then a Soul Ring will be produced. If the bloodline concentration is low, leaning more towards humans, then their cultivation will be closer to humans."
"If that's the case, then they are likely to be similar to humans, forming settlements like villages and towns... Are you asking me to hunt a social creature with the strength of a Soul Douluo and human intelligence?"
Walter was considered a top-tier Soul Douluo. Even a special 50,000-year-old Soul Beast was within his capabilities, but Amon's request was a bit outrageous. Even a Titled Douluo might not be able to do it.
"Sometimes, possessing human intelligence and emotions can be the biggest flaw. Mr. Walter should understand this point."
Amon adjusted his glasses and smiled, "I will select a suitable target... Leave the intelligence work and preliminary arrangements to me. You just need to help me hunt at the appropriate time."
"Okay," Walter nodded in agreement.
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On the Northern Academy's training ground for the participating team, Yan Jin stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the wall of the arena.
The light shone diagonally, casting a large shadow from the ten-meter-high arena.
Sun Boyuan walked over with three people. He glanced at the participating team, not seeing the captain, Amon, but didn't ask. He introduced the three to the other seven:
"These are the top three from the academy's individual competition. They will join your team as alternates. I hope you can get along well."
They were all familiar faces: Brady, Yang Feipeng, Gong Chengyun. The academy's powerful students were just a few people, and Bi Da'er and Ilya basically knew them.
"You, introduce yourselves," Sun Boyuan said to the three.
"Brady, Level 38, Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor, Martial Soul Blazing Lion."
"Yang Feipeng, Level 36, Agile Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor, Martial Soul Golden Winged Eagle."
"Gong Chengyun, Level 37, Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor, Martial Soul Swordtail Dragon."
"Hey... new companions," Yan Jin approached, looking interested:
"Our team has a rule that new members need to fight the original members to test their strength."
Romier picked his nose and exposed her, "There's no such rule. She's making it up now."
Yan Jin elbowed him in the stomach, but was blocked by a barrier.
Watching the interaction between the two, Brady smiled knowingly:
"Alright, since Student Yan Jin is so interested, we will naturally accompany you."
"Very good!" Yan Jin cracked her knuckles and backflipped onto the arena. "Come and try, all three of you come at me at once."
Brady readily jumped up.
The other two hesitated slightly and followed onto the arena, but they felt a hint of anger in their hearts.
No matter what, they were still the top three in the academy's internal individual competition. Wanting to fight one against three, who was she looking down on?
"One against three? Isn't she a bit overconfident?" Ilya sat on the edge of another arena of the same height, propping her chin with her hands, and asked in a silver bell-like voice.
"Overconfident? Not necessarily," Bi Da'er recalled Yan Jin's battle with Amon a few days ago, with a hint of a smile on his face.
Although that battle ended with Yan Jin being unilaterally beaten, this didn't mean anything. After all, in Bi Da'er's heart, Amon was always mysterious and powerful.
Surging Soul Power emanated from Yan Jin, exuding a powerful pressure.
She also followed the tradition of Soul Masters in battle, announcing her level and type to the opponent:
"Yan Jin, Level 49, Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor."
Even though they were somewhat prepared, upon hearing her level, Bi Da'er fell silent.
Romier looked like he had seen a ghost, "What's going on? Wasn't she Level 40 before? Even if she obtained a Soul Ring, she shouldn't have jumped so much, right?"
Bing Lan's frosty face was filled with astonishment, with a hint of unwillingness in her eyes.
Two years ago, she could still fight Yan Jin back and forth on the arena. Only two years had passed, and now there was a gap between them like a chasm.
Sun Boyuan opened his mouth, silently lowering his stance again. Judging from Yan Jin's past performance, her Level 49 Soul Power seemed to be able to beat his Level 54 Soul King without much pressure... This instructor of his seemed to have no prestige at all.
Standing opposite Yan Jin, Brady, Yang Feipeng, and Gong Chengyun looked solemn. This was the first time they had felt such a strong and direct sense of oppression from an opponent of this age.
Brady secretly compared Yan Jin with Amon, feeling that the two gave completely different feelings.
The former was like a volcanic eruption, wild and enthusiastic. Just standing opposite her, one could feel the heavy pressure coming at them.
But facing Amon, one wouldn't initially feel how strong he was, but when fighting him, one would feel a deep sense of powerlessness, a deep, restrained pressure.
Yang Feipeng no longer hesitated. The hint of anger caused by being underestimated gradually dissipated, leaving only a strong fighting spirit.
In a burst of golden light, his hands transformed into wings, and he flew into the sky.
Gong Chengyun's hands turned into sharp claws, his knee joints flipped, bending forward, and his tailbone continued to extend, forming a tail with a bone sword at the end.
He quickly ran behind Yan Jin, his dark yellow pupils staring at her.
Yan Jin looked at Brady, who had some lion-like features, and laughed, "Haha, a bit like that big cat from before."
Her hands glowed with magma, and as her Martial Soul appeared, the two yellow, one purple, and one black Soul Ring configuration was revealed to everyone.
"Black... Soul Ring?"
The fact that she absorbed a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring for her fourth Soul Ring, a fact that defied common sense, stirred their nerves once again.
The battle ended unusually quickly. Brady and Gong Chengyun were blasted off the arena almost instantly by Yan Jin's all-out "Big Fire Breath."
Yang Feipeng, who had the ability to fly, circled in the air for a long time, and was finally shot down by a "Volcanic Bullet."
"Hehehe..." Yan Jin stood triumphantly on the arena with her hands on her hips, smiling.
She jumped off the arena, walked to Lei Yin's side, and said, "To prevent any more idiots from making Amon unhappy, I'll beat them all into submission first."
Lei Yin looked at her sister in surprise, not expecting such a deep meaning behind her actions.
"She actually grew a brain?" Romier said without hesitation, speaking Lei Yin's mind.
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