Chapter 36: Life and Death Battle

After a week, Fang Ling had a basic understanding of the level of life and death battle soul masters.

There are only so many strong ones, and they can fight!

"It's been a week, it's better to do it sooner rather than later, shall we go now?"

Fang Ling saw that the two were silent, so he called softly, "Teacher?"

"You really can't help it at all..." Lin Tianyang stood up with Shu Manyun, pushed open the door and walked out.

Fang Ling hurriedly followed, but as he walked, he felt that the direction was a little wrong.

This is not the way out of the academy to the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, but the way to the administrative building.

He immediately asked: "Teacher, where are we going?"

"You are a genius student in the academy. Even if I am your teacher, I cannot let you participate in a life-and-death battle with such a high risk of death."

Lin Tianyang glanced at Fang Ling, his brows still showing a hint of sadness.

"We're going to find Director Ou now."

"He usually hasn't finished work at this time."

Just over a month had passed, but Fang Ling had not forgotten the old man who had easily defeated him.

"Director Ou was the one who assessed me during admission?"

"Yes, he is the dean's childhood friend. He is in charge of theoretical teaching. He is called the dean, but he is actually the vice dean. He just likes us to call him the dean."

"The dean is not here. He is the most powerful person in the academy, and he is the only one who can make this kind of decision."

After finding the vice president's office, Lin Tianyang knocked on the door gently.

After getting permission, he led the people in.

Director Ou was eating a very large bowl of noodles.

Next to it were a few large chicken legs that he had not finished eating.

The arrival surprised him for a moment: "Tianyang and Manyun? Why are you two here with your little apprentice?"

"Uncle Ou." Since there were no outsiders around, Lin Tianyang called him very affectionately.

After hesitating for a moment, he didn't know how to start the conversation, so he could only push Fang Ling's back.

"It's all because of this little guy. Let him tell you."

"His will is very strong and we can't change it."

Under Director Ou's puzzled gaze, Fang Ling took a few steps closer.

"Grandpa Ou, I..."

"My name is Ou Hai. Now we are in private, you can just call me uncle. I am only in my fifties." Ou Hai winked at Fang Ling.

He completely ignored the speechless expression of Lin Tianyang beside him.

Fang Ling looked at the teacher carefully, and when he saw him nod slightly, he said, "Uncle Ou, I want to participate in the life-and-death battle in the Great Fighting Soul Arena."

"…"

After slurping the noodles for a while, Director Ou raised his head:

"Why?"

Fang Ling said resolutely: "In order to practice, my talent is too weak, and I need the pressure of life and death battle to motivate myself and release more potential."

"Have you made your decision?"

"It's done!"

"Not changing it?"

"I will never change."

Director Ou twitched his beard and looked at Fang Ling, the majesty in his eyes gradually becoming stronger.

Fang Ling held his head high and chest out, looking confident and not at all frightened by his stern expression.

After a while, the scrutiny in Director Ou's eyes disappeared, and a bit of praise appeared: "You are a determined child."

"When I saw your sword skills, I guessed your character and knew this day would come."

"Go ahead, I agree."

He took a bite of the chicken drumstick.

"Thank you Uncle Ou!" Fang Ling hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, Uncle Ou." Lin Tianyang and his wife looked at each other, with helplessness on their faces. He could only choose to thank them together.

"Remember to call the director when you are outside."

"Okay~!"

The three of them left, and when they came out they headed straight to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

If we walk over there, we can almost catch the evening battle.

"Since you want to participate in a life-and-death battle, I will tell you everything I know." Lin Tianyang's face straightened.

I can't persuade him from the front, and Uncle Ou can't stop him from the side.

What else can I do?

I can only support it.

"Yes, please teach me, teacher." Fang Ling would not fight without preparation. Upgrading is indeed important, but if you lose your life, you will have nothing.

Remember every detail.

"Life and Death Battle. Just from the name, you know it's a battle to decide life and death."

"However, even if you lose, as long as you are not killed on the spot, there is still hope of survival."

"Teacher, please speak." Fang Ling's eyes lit up instantly.

Lin Tianyang felt like he was pushing his apprentice into a fire pit, and his expression was very complicated.

"Listen carefully. If you feel you can't win, run off the stage."

"Even a dangerous battle like a life-and-death battle is nothing more than a spirit contest. You are agile and have unique reactions. You will definitely be able to tell the difference between a barely victorious opponent and a completely defeated one."

"Once you leave the ring, you can't kill anyone! This is an iron rule!"

"Is this okay?" Fang Ling's brows relaxed, and he immediately felt that his safety was guaranteed.

"Why not?" Lin Tianyang asked back, "You will get boos from others if you do this. Do you care about your reputation?"

"not give a damn about."

Fang Ling doesn't have any so-called sense of shame in this regard.

Reputation doesn't matter. When he reaches a higher level, let's see who is brave enough to gossip about him.

"I knew you wouldn't care. This is the default rule there, so just use it."

Lin Tianyang got a satisfactory answer and continued:

"The registration fee for the life-and-death battle is expensive. You will have to pay a sum of gold soul coins as collateral before the battle begins. Regardless of whether you die or jump off the stage to escape, the money will go to the winner. Don't be reluctant to part with it when the time comes."

Fang Ling nodded gently: "I understand, teacher."

Compared with life, money is just external possessions.

With the existence of the panel, he still has a bright future.

As long as you don't die, you will definitely reach the peak, so temporary weakness is nothing.

Entering the fighting spirit arena, this time Lin Tianyang and Shu Manyun took Fang Ling to the life and death zone.

"The registration fee for a life-and-death battle is fifty gold soul coins," said the staff member.

"So expensive." Fang Ling counted the money a little nervously, took it out of his small bag and spread it out one by one.

Finally, there were sixteen Gintama coins left.

Almost not enough.

He used up all his savings.

Now I just hope that I can meet a weak opponent in the first game.

Fortunately, the results of the game of chess and the life-and-death battle are not interchangeable.

He has won seven games in a row, but has never participated in a life-and-death battle, so his record is of course zero.

As a novice, he shouldn't encounter very strong people.

In the audience, Lin Tianyang and Shu Manyun held hands nervously.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the palms of my hands.

The one who was most nervous was Shu Manyun. Although Lin Tianyang had killed fewer people than Fang Ling, he had seen the world and blood after all.

And Shu Manyun is truly a beautiful girl from a small family. She has been staying in the academy and practicing to become a Soul Master.

"Can we win?" Her voice trembled slightly.

The blood didn't matter, she had seen a lot of it.

I have also witnessed killings, but I am just worried about Fang Ling.

The air here is filled with a strong smell of blood.

The ring was covered with fresh blood.

All the spectators were different from those in the gaming area. Not only were there more people here, but they also seemed much more fanatical.

"We can win! Believe in Fang Ling!" Lin Tianyang is much more confident now.

Fang Ling's powerful reaction gave him a high tolerance for error.

This kind of competition with boundaries will not become an obstacle to his progress.

A slightly cruel game passed.

The host walked onto the stage with brisk dance steps, stepping on the blood-stained ground.

He narrowed his eyes and had an excited smile on his face.

"Next, we will have the second battle of our Sixth Fighting Spirit Arena's one-on-one life-and-death battle."

"There are new people at the Life and Death Station every day, but the one who just came today is no ordinary person."

"Fang Ling, a new student who has just been enrolled in War King Academy for a month, has won seven consecutive games in the gaming area. He is a combat genius whose martial spirit is a sickle!"

(End of this chapter)