The next day, looking at the empty room, Lin Xuan was stunned for a while before he reacted.
"She's gone?"
Lin Xuan sighed.
This girl left without even leaving a farewell letter to comfort her older brother who was left behind. He remembered that there was one in the original work, it seems that he spoiled her.
He must teach this girl a good lesson next time they meet!
After a quick wash, Lin Xuan went out and headed to school.
Today was the graduation ceremony of Red Mountain Academy, and he was going to pick up the school's recommendation letter.
Although the intermediate academy was also part of the Federation's compulsory education, it had certain thresholds.
Only those who broke through the tenth level of soul power before graduating from the junior academy and obtained the school's recommendation letter were qualified to enroll.
"Students, I am very happy to speak to you here. We have spent three years of junior academy together, and I have seen your efforts."
"Perhaps not every student can enter the intermediate academy, but I believe that you all have your own future..."
In the soul master class, a middle-aged man with a slight beer belly stood on the podium and addressed the graduates below.
It was called a graduation ceremony, but it was really just Principal Li Yuan giving a speech to the graduating class, trying to evoke nostalgia.
After all, who knows if a powerful Soul Master might emerge from among these kids in the future?
Lin Xuan sat in the corner, almost dozing off.
Good heavens! We're in another world, and this damn bureaucratic tone is still chasing me.
What's with studying math, physics, and chemistry? When it comes to transmigrating, humanities really don't matter. The laws of physics might change, but people won't.
"Alright! That's all I have to say."
Two and a half hours later, Principal Li finally ended his speech, still feeling a bit unsatisfied. After Lin Mengxi offered a few blessings, everyone gradually left.
Those like Lin Xuan, who had already broken through to level ten, were kept behind.
"I'm very happy to have so many people this year. You are all the most outstanding students in our academy's graduating class,"
Principal Li said with a smile to the group.
Out of more than fifty students in the class, only ten remained, which was a bit more than in previous years.
"I hope you all have bright futures!"
Principal Li smiled and handed each of them a letter of recommendation. When he reached Lin Xuan, his face lit up with joy.
This was the most outstanding student in the Red Mountain Academy's history of a hundred years; even in big cities, he would probably be among the top students.
"You must come back to visit often. Your alma mater welcomes you anytime!"
Principal Li said kindly to everyone, but his eyes remained fixed on Lin Xuan.
This undisguised action naturally aroused jealousy among the others, but they were helpless. After all, their strength was inferior!
Tang Wulin, on the other hand, watched this scene with a smile. He was already very satisfied with the recommendation letter. He only felt honored by Lin Xuan.
After exchanging compliments, the group left.
"Brother Xuan! Wait for me!"
On the way home, Tang Wulin suddenly came running up to him.
"Wulin, what's wrong?"
Lin Xuan looked at him with confusion.
Several years had passed, and Tang Wulin had grown quite a bit. It has to be said that the genes of Tang San and Xiao Wu were indeed powerful.
Tang Wulin was like a delicate, large porcelain doll, with fair and smooth skin that would make any woman drool. His exquisite and well-behaved face gave the first impression of being beautiful and cute.
"Brother Xuan! I challenge you!"
Tang Wulin mustered his courage and said to Lin Xuan with fighting spirit.
From a young age, Lin Xuan was the model child, seemingly proficient in everything from martial souls to forging. This naturally ignited Tang Wulin's competitive spirit.
Although Tang Wulin knew he was unlikely to be Lin Xuan's match, he still wanted to see the difference between them.
His goal had always been to become an excellent soul master!
"Alright!"
Seeing the impatient Tang Wulin, Lin Xuan's lips curled into a smile, and he nodded in agreement.
It just so happened that Na'er had left without saying goodbye today, and he was filled with resentment, wanting to find someone to fight.
Tang Wulin seemed pretty good; he could take a beating!
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n a park by the sea, the two boys stood facing each other.
"Brother Xuan!"
Tang Wulin's face was full of seriousness as he looked at Lin Xuan, ready for battle.
"To show respect, I can forgo my martial soul!"
Lin Xuan spread his hands in front of him, speaking arrogantly, seemingly not taking Tang Wulin seriously at all.
Provocation was a tactic.
"You're too careless, Brother Xuan!"
Faced with Lin Xuan's provocation, Tang Wulin was not angry but delighted. While Lin Xuan was posing, he had secretly manipulated his Blue Silver Grass to reach Lin Xuan from the ground.
"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"
A golden spirit python suddenly appeared on Tang Wulin's shoulder; this was his soul spirit, the Golden Radiance Python.
Although the first soul skill it granted Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass was still Entanglement, its effect was at least twice as good as the incomplete version.
The white soul ring behind Tang Wulin trembled slightly, and seven or eight azure Blue Silver Grasses suddenly sprouted from beneath Lin Xuan's feet, binding him firmly in place like blue chains.
"Brother Xuan! Be careful!"
Seeing that his attack had succeeded, Tang Wulin suddenly stomped forward towards Lin Xuan.
Facing Lin Xuan, whose soul power level was far superior to his, competing with soul skills was not a good strategy; only close combat gave him a chance to win.
A pair of black tungsten steel hammers appeared in his hands. Although these hammers were not as powerful as the
Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver Hammers he would later acquire, each hammer still weighed over forty kilograms. If an ordinary person were to be hit by such a hammer, they would definitely be either dead or seriously injured.
"Hmm? Strange!"
Lin Xuan tugged at the Blue Silver Grass beneath his feet, his brow furrowing slightly.
The Blue Silver Grass twisted and deformed under his pull, becoming a braid, but it didn't break.
Over the past few years, he had experimented with every physical training method he could find, ultimately choosing the Saitama Body Tempering Technique from a certain bald man.
After two and a half years, this body tempering technique had reached its tenth level. Each level of this technique increased Lin Xuan's physical strength by one hundred kilograms, and now he could easily exert a force of one thousand kilograms.
"Resilience, a martial soul trait?"
Lin Xuan thought for a moment and recalled some clues. Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass was quite special; it seemed to only break when his soul power was exhausted.
Having been in this world for so long, he only remembered the plot outlines of the novels he had read in his previous life, forgetting many of these small details.
"But it doesn't matter much."
Lin Xuan looked at the tungsten steel hammer that was constantly growing larger on his face, a slight smile on his face, still calm.
A blue light flashed in his hand, and a deep blue greatsword appeared in his grasp.
Upon completing his thousand-forging, Lin Xuan's creation was a rare metal called Deep Sea Blue Gold, which he then forged into this deep blue greatsword.
"Bang!"
The tungsten steel hammer collided with the greatsword, a piercing roar echoing through the air.
Lin Xuan easily blocked the attack.
Tang Wulin's pupils constricted, secretly shocked; in just a few days, Brother Xuan's strength had increased considerably.
He had used a running start of several dozen meters; the impact of his hammer strike was no less than that of a ferocious wild boar.
Seeing that his attack had failed, Tang Wulin turned and retreated without hesitation.
Next, he moved like an eel around Lin Xuan, attacking and retreating instantly, giving Lin Xuan no chance to contend with him.
For a moment, the sky was filled with hammer shadows.
Lin Xuan was bound to his spot, only able to swing his greatsword to defend against the attacks, occasionally launching a counterattack.
Although Lin Xuan was constantly on the defensive, a sword master would have noticed that each of his sword strikes precisely targeted the weak points in Tang Wulin's attacks.
This forced Tang Wulin to expend more energy to neutralize Lin Xuan's counterattacks. In this shift in power, Lin Xuan actually gained the upper hand.
"Enough already!"
Ten minutes later, Lin Xuan suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, raised his sword, and knocked Tang Wulin back.
"Brother Xuan! Aren't you tired?"
Tang Wulin stood panting several meters away, feeling completely exhausted, while Lin Xuan remained radiant.
"Next, it's my turn."
Lin Xuan didn't answer, but instead held his greatsword horizontally in front of him. His eyes flashed, and he moved like a sword drawn from its sheath, a powerful aura erupting from his body, soaring into the sky!
Tang Wulin's expression changed upon seeing this. Lin Xuan seemed to have become one with the greatsword in his hand, the powerful pressure surging towards him like a tidal wave.
Man and sword as one—this was the ability Lin Xuan gained over a year ago when he reached the tenth level of basic swordsmanship.
At this moment, he was the sword!
"Whoosh!"
A flash of sword light in the air, and the Blue Silver Grass that Lin Xuan had been holding onto for so long was instantly shattered. Tang Wulin, on the other hand, paled; his remaining half of his soul power was completely consumed by this single sword strike.
Damn it!
Tang Wulin watched Lin Xuan slowly approaching him, a sense of foreboding washing over him.
Although Brother Xuan always knew his limits, it still hurt!
"My sword is a bit thick, Little Wulin, bear with it!"
Sure enough!
Lin Xuan, walking towards him, smirked, his usual wicked smile playing on his lips. He carried a massive, half-human-sized deep blue sword and strode over excitedly.
Finally, it was his turn to have some fun!
Tang Wulin, seeing this, turned and ran without hesitation, leaving only a scream behind.
"Brother Xuan~ No~"
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