Cultivation, Scythe Techniques, and Movement Advancement 

After wandering around for a while, it was already afternoon, and the Mistress had gone to the infirmary.

This was the unique nature of the Battle King Academy.

Even though the semester hadn't officially started yet, many students were already frequenting the Great Soul Arena in order to complete the ten required soul combat matches for graduation.

And most of the time, they returned covered in injuries.

So, although the Mistress was a Soul Exalt of the healing type, she was only a deputy director.

The real director was a Soul Ancestor in the healing branch.

While the Mistress was busy, Fang Ling was not idle either.

His teacher, Lin Tianyang, sparred with him briefly and got a general sense of his capabilities.

First, the scythe technique , it was fairly well-practiced.

The silver-white blade brimmed with killing intent. Each attack was as fierce and fast as a storm, carrying a strange kind of beauty.

His movement technique was also swift, dodging Lin Tianyang's strikes multiple times.

His coordination between movement and scythe use was impressive.

What surprised Lin Tianyang the most was Fang Ling's reflexes.

With the boost from his innate specialty, Fang Ling's reaction speed was already astounding.

After activating his soul ring, he became so fast it was almost unbelievable.

In battle, it felt like lightning, he could make decisions in an instant.

Every movement, every choice, was timed perfectly.

Relying on these rapid reactions and imaginative tactics, Fang Ling was actually able to keep pace with him, even with little actual combat experience and many flaws?

Although his defense was clumsy and exhausting, this only highlighted his talent.

And this was just after a little over a year of cultivation.

Fang Ling told him he hadn't made much progress over the past year.

Yet Lin Tianyang had been training since before his Martial Soul awakened, under his father's guidance...

If Fang Ling could become more familiar with using the scythe, refine his techniques, and improve his movement, even without much combat experience, wouldn't he leap over what normally takes decades of hard work?

A born combat genius!

With the thought of surprising his father upon return, Lin Tianyang became excited and began enthusiastically instructing him.

"Combat shouldn't be restricted by form. You've already developed your own fighting style, fast, powerful strikes, highly precise, agile movements. No need to change that."

"I'll just help you fix your weaknesses."

"If it's not a finishing blow, don't go all out!"

"You're not using your full reflex potential. Attacks with no room for adjustment are holding you back!"

"Yes, Teacher!

"For this move, try leaning your body back slightly. It'll help with posture adjustment and follow-up variations, making your movements more fluid and leaving your opponent less room to counter."

"Yes, Teacher!"

"Your scythe isn't a sword, stop treating it like one. Your slashing is decent, but you're lacking in hooking, pulling, and looping techniques."

"Yes, Teacher!"

"Your scythe's strength isn't enough. Avoid direct clashes with enemy weapons. You'll need to absorb the right soul rings to improve it."

That was something Lin Tianyang noticed after a few head-on weapon clashes.

It was one of Fang Ling's few combat weaknesses.

The Gale Blade was only a mid-high grade martial soul, yet it still managed to chip Fang Ling's scythe during a clash.

A few more direct hits, and it could break completely.

Can you expect no direct clashes during real battles?

The scythe simply wasn't durable enough, if he wanted to go further, he needed to enhance it with targeted soul ring absorption.

"Yes, Teacher!"

Fang Ling wasn't worried.

Even if his martial soul was weak, it could be upgraded with points.

Leveling it to Lv2 wouldn't require many points. Once he began participating in death battles, he could allocate points into his martial soul during reasonable upgrades.

After all, his combat ability didn't rely solely on the strength of his martial soul, minimizing direct clashes was enough.

A scythe won't get stuck in flesh, necks don't have bones in front, who could even tell?

Later, after absorbing soul rings, all enhancements could be attributed to those rings anyway.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a month had gone by.

The semester started three weeks ago.

Because of his talent, the teacher helped him apply for a scholarship.

So his tuition fees were waived.

That meant he could use the money from the Spirit Hall to buy more food.

Not having a storage soul device was unbearable, he planned to buy one.

Since they were archaeological finds and not mass-produced, even average ones cost forty to fifty thousand coins.

But he only received one coin per month, saving up would take far too long.

Fang Ling planned to earn that money while participating in death battles at the Great Soul Arena.

His life was very structured now.

Classes in the morning, training under his teacher in the afternoon.

In the evenings, he meditated with full effort, trying to improve, but, as always, he didn't feel much progress.

His soul power didn't grow much, but his biggest gains came in his specialties.

Two key stats in his specialties tab had quietly changed:

Scythe Technique Lv1 → Lv2 (Skill specialty: With proper instruction, your scythe technique has been supplemented and refined. You've gone beyond the beginner stage and are no longer a novice.)

Movement Technique Lv1 → Lv2 (Skill specialty: You've advanced past basic entry-level with systematic learning. While your flexibility hasn't drastically improved, your coordination between attack and movement has. You can now fight more fluidly.)

His excellent battle talent and the special skill Battle Frenzy LvMAX formed a perfect synergy.

Under Lin Tianyang's careful guidance, it took only a month for him to upgrade both scythe technique and movement technique.

Lin Tianyang saw Fang Ling's constant and substantial progress clearly.

Every small improvement came from his own instruction.

Which only made him more amazed the more he taught.

What kind of monster was this?

Even those born for battle couldn't be this terrifying.

"Teacher, what are we learning next?" asked Fang Ling.

Lin Tianyang now dreaded this kind of persistent curiosity.

A student being too dumb was bad, but being too smart and talented was a problem too!

He didn't even know what to teach next.

In his two years of teaching, this was the first time he'd encountered such a situation.

After a brief pause, he opened his mouth, and said a word that made Fang Ling's heart race: "Great Soul Arena?"

"No"

"Yes! The Great Soul Arena!"

Fang Ling interrupted immediately.

Since the teacher said it, how could there be any turning back?

Including travel time, after two months of slow-paced cultivation...

A life without blood, without point gains, he couldn't stand it any longer!

"You really want to go to the Great Soul Arena that badly?" Lin Tianyang didn't understand.

Fang Ling held back his excitement and earnestly said, "Of course, Teacher!"

"The thrill of battle makes my blood boil! The pressure from opponents helps me feel the deeper rhythm of soul power."

"To me, that is the best simulated training ground!"

Come to me, sweet point rewards!

Lin Tianyang quickly assessed his student's combat strength.

Then he made the decision: "Alright. I'll take you to see it for yourself!"

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