Training Grounds: The Trial Grounds of the Young Sprout Camp
The so-called "Young Sprout Camp" is a base for the Spirit Hall to cultivate core genius children.
When Lin Xia entered the huge and well-equipped training ground under Yue Guan's guidance, a group of children around ten years old were already waiting in anticipation.
They all had sharp eyes and arrogant expressions, and their soul power fluctuations were obvious. Most of them had already reached the level of Great Soul Master!
Yue Guan stood on the high platform at the sidelines, his voice resounding clearly throughout the entire arena:
"His Holiness the Pope has decreed that the newcomer Lin Xia will challenge all of you present. He possesses the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and is a level 15, one-ring Soul Master."
"Rules: Any means are permitted. Lin Xia's objective is to incapacitate over 70% of those present within half an hour. The rest, stop him or defeat him. Begin!"
The moment the words were spoken, the entire training ground erupted in cheers!
"Blue Silver Grass? A worthless martial soul dares to challenge us?"
"Level 15? Are you kidding me!"
"Does His Holiness the Pope have a grudge against this kid?"
Mockery, confusion, and anger at being looked down upon mingled together, transforming into a surging fighting spirit that rushed towards Lin Xia.
Lin Xia was also dumbfounded. Was this really a test?
Before Lin Xia could think further, the five figures reacted the fastest after hearing Yue Guan's words. Two of the attack-type soul masters had their soul rings shining and immediately transformed into beasts to pounce.
A fast-moving Soul Master with agility-based attack style rushed straight to Lin Xia's flank.
A control-type Soul Master raised a vine in his hand, attempting to entangle the Soul Master.
The last support-type Soul Master instantly cast an amplification aura on his companions.
The situation instantly became extremely dangerous!
The attack from five Great Soul Masters was something that an ordinary one-ring Soul Master could not withstand.
Lin Xia remained unusually calm. Just as the claws were about to strike, his yellow spirit ring suddenly lit up!
"The number one soul skill! Xuhai is breathing!"
Not against the enemy, but against the ground!
Countless spirit power fluffs, infused with the characteristics of Blue Silver Grass, burst forth from his hand, densely packed like a blue storm, instantly covering the ground within a ten-meter radius around him!
The fluffy grass grows wildly as soon as it lands, and the resilient blue silver grass grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a dense patch in the blink of an eye.
A wall of blue grass that sways constantly!
"puff!"
The leading offensive Soul Master stumbled over the suddenly growing bushes, his speed dropped drastically, and his vision was mostly blocked by the dense blue grass.
"careful!"
The agility-type Soul Master who was rushing to the flank was forced to slow down and tried to skim over the grass, but he felt a subtle attraction pulling at his Soul Power, and he could even feel the grass stems under his feet slightly absorbing his physical strength!
He had to disperse his soul power to resist the faint feeling of being absorbed and bound.
The control-type Soul Master's vines shot into the grass, but were entangled and buffered by the dense blue silver grass. Although they successfully crushed a blade of grass, they lacked follow-up power and could not effectively attack Lin Xia's main body.
The powerful beast-type attack crashed into the dense and resilient "grass wall," its power being dissipated layer by layer, as if sinking into a quagmire!
Yue Guan, watching from the sidelines, had a look of amazement in his eyes.
"It restricts the range, weakens the enemy's speed, interferes with perception, and even continuously absorbs the surrounding dissipated soul power and life force to convert into recovery... Is this Blue Silver Grass?"
Lin Xia didn't stop. Taking advantage of the chaos and buffer created in that instant, she moved nimbly under the cover of the grass wall.
He knew that the slowing effect of the Sea of Fluff alone was not enough to make these Great Soul Masters "lose their fighting power".
His goals are bigger.
Lin Xia began to move at high speed around the edge of the training field, constantly scattering the seeds of the Sea of Fluff on key locations on the field—not to attack the enemy, but to create an obstacle zone!
Each release creates a small, dense carpet of blue silver grass containing soul power interference at a specific location.
The enemy attempted to pursue and encircle them, but Lin Xia's deliberate creation of one "seaweed thicket" after another severely hampered their actions and coordination.
The dense grass constantly drained their soul power and physical strength, and the faint healing light seemed like a drop in the ocean under the continuous environmental drain.
"He's like a slippery fish!"
"Damn it! This is so frustrating!"
"Gather together! Forcefully break through a small area!"
The elite members of the Sprout Camp finally demonstrated their ability to coordinate. Under the command of a minor leader, they concentrated their forces to launch a fierce attack on a large area of grass that Lin Xia had created in front of them, attempting to forcibly tear open a gap.
A glint flashed in Lin Xia's eyes—the opportunity had arrived!
Without the slightest hesitation, he poured almost all the remaining soul power in his body into his martial soul, aiming directly at the patch of grass that was about to be breached!
"Sea of Fluff Breathing—Explosion!"
The patch of grass that was being targeted by the concentrated fire shook violently for a moment, and countless blue-silver flying velvets, denser than before and containing stronger soul power, exploded like a storm!
It instantly covered a fan-shaped area in front, including that powerful assault point!
A thick blue mist filled the air, and the people at the very front were the first to be hit!
"Puff puff puff!"
A blinding flash of blue light was followed by a muffled thud.
"Ah! My eyes! So many grass seeds!"
"It's so...it's so itchy! My soul power is draining away!"
"I can't move! The grass is tangled too tightly!"
The three or four people at the forefront were instantly submerged and restrained.
The wildly swaying blue grass not only entangled their legs and feet, but the dense, fluffy seeds also adhered to their skin, clothing, and even around their mouths and noses, causing intense itching and a feeling of blocked soul power!
This is not just hindering the operation, it's practically a "disarmament"!
The people who were entangled and absorbed instantly lost most of their fighting ability and struggled to get up in the grass.
With the most crucial small group of assault forces rendered ineffective, the Young Sprouts' formation instantly showed obvious gaps and chaos.
The pressure on the other bluegrass obstacle zones created by Lin Xia did not decrease; instead, it intensified due to their panic.
Yue Guan silently watched the timer below; only half of half an hour had passed.
Lin Xia's face had turned somewhat pale, as continuously releasing the vast expanse of the Sea of Life had greatly depleted his soul power.
But at that moment, the Blue Silver Grass in the jade pendant space in his mind seemed to sense Lin Xia's predicament.
With a slight movement, a faint yet pure and gentle life force quietly flowed out, quickly seeping into his limbs and bones, relieving his weakness!
Lin Xia's spirits lifted!
Instead of rushing in recklessly, he continued to roam and harass using the remaining blue grass area.
The children in the Sprout Camp were divided, hindered, and consumed, and they also had to fight off the annoying flying seeds from time to time.
As time went on, more and more people became sluggish and heavy-handed, dragged down by their companions, and tripped over the grass.
Some people even had to stop slapping because of the unbearable itching, or sat down to catch their breath because of the continuous loss of their soul power.
"Time's up—!"
Yue Guan's indifferent voice announced the end of the competition.
On the training ground, the dozens of genius soul masters who had been so aggressive earlier now displayed various postures.
Or they might sit on the ground, panting and scratching their bodies in a disheveled state.
Or they are frustrated and trapped in the grass, unable to break free.
Or perhaps they look around blankly, or their soul power is being depleted.
Or they looked down dejectedly at the messy scene.
Those who can still maintain a fighting stance and whose soul power fluctuations are still relatively good are now far less than 30%!
(End of chapter)