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The old man soon returned with a smile on his face: "Mr. Mo, please. Board Member Meng is waiting for you on the top floor."
The office on the top floor was spacious, with an entire wall of floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking most of the academy. Sitting behind the desk was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a purple robe with gold borders—it was the head of the three board members of Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, the Rank 86 Soul Douluo, Meng Shenji.
"Mr. Mo, I have long heard of you." Meng Shenji stood up with a gentle smile. "That boy Qin Ming mentioned you to me, saying that when you taught at Notting Academy, you produced many good talents."
Mo Bai bowed slightly: "Board Member Meng overpraises me. This junior was merely doing his duty."
The two exchanged pleasantries for a bit. Meng Shenji's gaze landed on Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, and a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes especially when he sensed Xiao Wu's Rank 35 soul power fluctuations.
"And these two are?"
"My nieces, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing," Mo Bai said. "Their talent is acceptable, and they wish to come to Heaven Dou Academy for further study."
"Rank 35 and Rank 29—this is not just 'acceptable'." Meng Shenji smiled. "Mr. Mo is too modest. However..." He paused. "Heaven Dou Academy has rules; enrollment requires a test of strength. Even I cannot break the rules at will."
"As it should be." Mo Bai nodded. "I wonder what the test content is?"
"It's very simple." Meng Shenji pointed out the window. "The training grounds, actual combat. The academy will arrange for students of the same level to spar with them. As long as their performance is qualified, they can enroll immediately."
"Very well." Mo Bai looked at the two girls. "Do you have any problems?"
Xiao Wu immediately shook her head, her eyes sparkling: "None!"
Zhu Zhuqing was silent for a moment, then also shook her head.
"Then it's settled." Meng Shenji pressed a bell on the desk, and a young teacher pushed open the door and entered. "Take Mr. Mo and these two young ladies to Training Ground No. 3 to arrange the tests."
"Yes."
Training Ground No. 3 was an open-air circular arena, about fifty meters in diameter, with the ground paved in special energy-absorbing stone slabs. Many students had already gathered around—news traveled fast, and the arrival of a new Rank 35 Soul Elder for testing was a significant piece of news even in Heaven Dou Academy.
Zhu Zhuqing stood by the edge of the field, her palms sweating slightly. She could feel those gazes piercing her like needles. There was curiosity, expectation, and also... disdain. Many eyes lingered on her full, prominent breasts that strained against her clothes, making her cat tail flick uncomfortably behind her.
"Nervous?" Mo Bai's voice rang in her ear.
Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip and nodded.
"Remember what I taught you," Mo Bai said. "The route of soul power circulation, the rhythm of breathing, and—the utilization of pain."
The utilization of pain. Zhu Zhuqing thought of those nights of "teaching." Mo Bai would suddenly increase his strength when she was most relaxed, forcing her to maintain soul power circulation amidst sharp pain. He said that a true Agility Attack System soul master must be able to transform pain into power.
"First tester, Chen Feng, Martial Soul: Ironclad Rhino, Rank 37 Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder!"
A burly male student walked onto the field. He was a full head taller than Xiao Wu, with bursting muscles and skin that shimmered with a faint metallic luster. His soul ring configuration was two yellow and one purple; when his third soul ring lit up, his entire body expanded by another size.
"Xiao Wu, go," Mo Bai said.
Xiao Wu skipped onto the field. Her pink dress was very conspicuous in the sunlight, making her look like an innocent girl-next-door. A few light laughs came from the spectator stands.
"Little sister, it's not too late to admit defeat now," Chen Feng grinned. "I don't want to hurt your pretty face."
Xiao Wu tilted her head, an innocent smile appearing on her face: "Big brother, the way you talk is so interesting."
Before her voice could fade, her first soul ring had already lit up.
Charm Bone, activated.
Zhu Zhuqing held her breath. She saw a subtle change in Xiao Wu's physical posture—her waist became softer, the lines of her shoulders and neck more supple, and even her gaze became watery. It wasn't a deliberate seduction, but rather... an eye-catching attraction that radiated from her very bones.
Chen Feng was clearly stunned for a moment.
It was in this very instant.
Xiao Wu moved.
Her speed was incredibly fast, her pink figure pulling out an afterimage as she instantly closed in on Chen Feng. Her second soul ring lit up—it wasn't an attack skill, but "Spring Stream."
Zhu Zhuqing knew the true effect of that soul skill. She saw Xiao Wu's skin take on an extremely faint, moist luster under the sunlight, and her entire being radiated a sweet, cloying warm fragrance. As that fragrance drifted out, several boys in the front row subconsciously swallowed their saliva.
Chen Feng's face turned red. Not from embarrassment, but from a more primal reaction. His movements slowed by half a beat.
Xiao Wu's third soul ring finally lit up—a purple thousand-year soul ring.
"Lust-Entwining Silk."
Pink silk threads surged from her fingertips, not just one, but dozens. They moved as if alive, entwining toward Chen Feng; it wasn't an attack, but rather... an entwinement. They wrapped around his wrists, ankles, waist, abdomen, and even his neck.
Chen Feng roared, and his soul power erupted, trying to shatter the silk. But those threads were exceptionally supple, and—
"Ah!" He let out a strange cry.
Zhu Zhuqing saw it clearly. The moment those silk threads wrapped around his body touched his skin, their color became more vivid, even pulsing slightly, as if... they were sucking something.
"Do you admit defeat?" Xiao Wu asked with a smile, lightly hooking her finger.
Chen Feng's entire body trembled violently, his face turning the color of pig liver. His legs grew soft, and he could barely stand. It wasn't any powerful attack, but a weird sense of weakness that made one feel numb and limp down to the bone.
"I... admit defeat!" Chen Feng squeezed out three words from between his teeth.
The silk threads retracted. Xiao Wu took two steps back and clapped her hands, her smile still sweet: "Thank you for the match~"
The whole area went silent.
Then, it exploded.
"What's the situation?!"
"How did Chen Feng just admit defeat?!"
"What kind of soul skill is that? So eerie!"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Mo Bai. There was no expression on his face, as if he had anticipated this result long ago.