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    Chapter 0013: Class Battle

    "I can only figure out the mystical patterns on my own now; I can't tell anyone else!" Qin Yun carefully observed the Nine Yang Spirit Core again: "The Nine Yang Spirit Core has nine orbs, but my mental strength isn't strong enough yet. For now, I can only unlock the first orb!"

    Even the easiest orb to open contains so many mystical patterns. The other eight even harder-to-open orbs might have even better things!

    This made Qin Yun want to become stronger faster and unlock all eight remaining orbs.

    "I'll start cultivating the Profound Sun Art right away. I need to get stronger quickly!" Qin Yun began memorizing the *Profound Sun Art* given to him by Yang Shiyue.

    Since he had cultivated his mental strength, his memory had improved significantly, allowing him to memorize it quickly.

    This book of the *Profound Sun Art* contained detailed annotations by Yang Shiyue, which Qin Yun also memorized, helping him understand the technique thoroughly.

    After memorizing it, he followed the oral instructions and mental techniques, rhythmically circulating his inner qi throughout his body, sometimes intensifying and weakening, speeding up and slowing down, or even stopping at times...

    When initially cultivating an inner martial technique, the key is to activate the inner essence, making it beat like a heart, signifying that one has reached the initial stage of cultivation.

    Once the inner essence starts beating, it can drive the inner qi to circulate rapidly within the body, refining it and making it more powerful.

    Yang Shiyue had said that getting the inner essence to beat would take at least ten days, and some people might even need two or three months.

    However, after cultivating the *Profound Sun Art* deep into the night, Qin Yun suddenly felt the inner essence in his dantian beating!

    He didn't know how it happened; he just kept cultivating according to the *Profound Sun Art*, and the inner essence started beating unconsciously.

    After being startled, he carefully felt the beating inner essence...

    Soon, Qin Yun discovered that each time the inner essence beat, a surge of inner qi was released, propelling the inner qi within his meridians to circulate rapidly through his body. When the inner essence contracted, it absorbed a large amount of Nine Yang spirit energy into the body.

    The Nine Yang spirit energy entered his body, flowing rapidly inside, instantly transforming into inner qi, then entering the inner essence, where it was refined into pure inner qi.

    Several hours passed, and Qin Yun's body was enveloped in mist as the surrounding Nine Yang spirit energy continuously entered his body. The inner qi surged like waves, rushing through his body, nourishing his physical form.

    As the inner essence absorbed more and more inner qi, it not only grew stronger but could also store more inner qi.

    "An advanced inner martial technique is this powerful. If it were an even higher-level technique, combined with my Nine Yang Spirit Core, wouldn't it be incredible?" Qin Yun clenched his fist: "Only a better technique can fully utilize the Nine Yang Spirit Core and the Purple Gold Martial Soul."

    The martial soul resides within the inner essence. The stronger the inner essence, the stronger the martial soul and the inner qi, all three closely linked and mutually reinforcing!

    Through the Purple Gold Fire Martial Soul, Qin Yun cultivated a powerful inner essence.

    ...

    The next morning, Qin Yun woke up naturally, feeling his body in excellent condition, his inner qi significantly stronger.

    He immediately looked inward at his dantian and found it surrounded by dense white mist, with the inner essence glowing brighter, like a pearl.

    "Let's see if I can release flames."

    He controlled the inner qi through the Purple Gold Fire Martial Soul, and it seemed to ignite. He then hurriedly forced the ignited flame out from his palm.

    "It worked!" He smiled, looking at the faint flame in his palm: "Maybe my inner qi isn't strong enough yet; otherwise, it would be purple fire!"

    Qin Yun eagerly anticipated the moment he could release purple fire.

    As for the black oscillating martial soul, he didn't know what to do with it, except that it could bring immense power.

    "My roommates haven't come back all night. What have they been doing? Never mind, I'll go to the freshmen assembly first!" After washing up and eating, he hurried to the classroom, remembering that Yang Shiyue had said they needed to gather there first.

    ...

    This year, Hualing Martial Arts Academy had recruited a talented group of freshmen, including a Jiang family member with a legendary martial soul, which was the most shocking news.

    In addition, there were relatively rare sword and tiger martial souls, all belonging to members of prominent families.

    Qin Yun's Purple Gold Fire Martial Soul also amazed many, giving him a chance to turn things around, making him a focal point of discussion among the students at the Martial Courtyard.

    Qin Yun rushed to the classroom, finding himself the only student present!

    Yang Shiyue stood on the podium, her beautiful face cold and icy, seemingly suppressing a burst of anger.

    Upon entering the classroom, Qin Yun felt Yang Shiyue's invisible anger, making him nervous. He asked softly, "Teacher... am I late?"

    Yang Shiyue's expression remained unchanged as she coldly said, "From now on, there will only be one student in my class—just you!"

    "This... what's going on? Did they... did they all die?" Qin Yun asked in surprise, genuinely believing that was the case since he was alone in the dormitory.

    "They transferred classes! They decided last night!"

    Yang Shiyue's face was grim. She had selected students with good potential, but they had all agreed to transfer classes last night.

    Recalling the previous night, Qin Yun quickly said, "Teacher... I saw them being called away last night and never returned."

    Yang Shiyue suppressed her anger but still looked icy. She said, "Qin Yun, don't worry. Even if you're the only student, I'll continue teaching you."

    Qin Yun nodded slightly, suspecting that the transfer might be orchestrated by the Empress.

    Most of the students in this class came from prestigious families in Tian Qin, and the Empress held significant influence in the empire, making her the likely culprit.

    "Come, let's go to the Martial Arts Field for the freshmen assembly!" Yang Shiyue walked out of the classroom angrily, her authority challenged, making it impossible for her not to be upset.

    In the center of Hualing Martial Arts Academy was a spacious Martial Arts Field.

    Nearly four hundred freshmen gradually arrived at the field, forming orderly lines, waiting for the assembly to begin.

    The transferred students, upon seeing Yang Shiyue, avoided her gaze, having been pressured by their families to transfer.

    Many older students gathered around the square, anticipating something exciting, their faces full of expectation.

    After the New Student Assembly began, an old man surnamed Zhang, the Dean Zhang, started giving a long and pointless speech before announcing the end of the assembly.

    The Hualing Martial Arts Academy also officially began its new term.

    At this point, the class assignments were finalized. There were sixteen new student classes in total, and Yang Shiyue's class was the ninth one, which also happened to be the smallest... with only one student, Qin Yun!

    Dean Zhang on the stage suddenly shouted loudly, "Now begins the inter-class battles. Teachers from each class, please come up to draw lots to determine your opponents."

    Inter-class battles?

    Qin Yun was taken aback and suddenly understood why Yang Shiyue was so furious!

    It was clear that these inter-class battles required teamwork to win, and now Class Nine had only him as a student!

    Qin Yun looked at the teachers from other new classes, all wearing smug expressions, and he even more deeply understood Yang Shiyue's anger. It was evident that Class Nine was bound to lose in this inter-class battle.

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