Master of Nine Stars

An extra Chapter for the awesome supporter, Kazach!

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"Coach Xia!" Yang Chunxi’s displeased voice came from behind him. There was no way she would agree to such a foolish thing.

If word of this got out, it would become a massive scandal. Pine Soul Soul Martial would be flamed so hard it could never recover!

Pine Soul’s Team Leader Demands Rong Taotao Throw Match, Guarantees Advancement for Yuan Brothers!

Pine Soul’s Star Teacher Xia Fangran’s Trickery Backfires, Angrily Sends Yuan Brothers Packing?

If either of these headlines hit the papers, Pine Soul Soul Martial would probably completely implode...

"Ahaha," Xia Fangran laughed hollowly. "I was just asking, just a random question. Ahem, I’m allowed to talk, right? To give tactical advice and all that?"

The referee looked resentful. "You are."

The moment the referee finished speaking, Xia Fangran started screaming at the top of his lungs, "Dominate on your own turf, Rong Taotao! You’re the one who said you would! Your tough talk can’t just be hot air! Hold it steady! Get a firm grip on that Heaven-piercing Halberd for me! Didn’t you eat today?"

For a moment, the students from both teams were stunned...

Composed? Reserved?

Heh... For Xia Fangran, such words didn’t exist in his vocabulary.

On the field, Yuan Tianri and Yuan Tiancheng had just charged over. The moment they reached Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei, they heard Coach Xia’s grating voice from the sidelines.

The Yuan Brothers’ expressions turned a little strange. For a moment, they couldn’t tell if Xia Fangran was encouraging Rong Taotao or mocking him.

"TING~!"

A crisp ring echoed—the sound of a blade meeting the Heaven-piercing Halberd.

Shuangxue emanated from Yuan Tianri’s hands, coalescing into a wide-bladed knife.

Paired with his bald head, the weapon looked very much like a monk’s Precepts Saber.

Rong Taotao’s arms filled with Douxing Qi. Wielding his long halberd, he slid it along his opponent’s chopping Precepts Saber, nimbly deflecting the force and redirecting the blade to strike the ground beside him.

"Heh, not bad, Coach Rong. For a Soul Warrior, your strength is acceptable," Yuan Tianri sneered. Despite his words, however, he used his Precepts Saber to pin Rong Taotao’s Heaven-piercing Halberd, rendering it immobile.

Douxing Qi only gave Rong Taotao the qualification to contend with his opponent’s strength, but it couldn’t possibly let him overpower his foe. The difference in their levels was immense!

At the same time, a Heaven-piercing Halberd shot out from over Rong Taotao’s shoulder, thrusting straight at Yuan Tianri’s face.

Yuan Tianri hastily ducked. As he dodged the long halberd’s thrust, his younger brother, Yuan Tiancheng, conjured frost in his hands from behind. A dense barrage of ice needles sprayed forward.

Rong Taotao’s eyes narrowed. He immediately erected a wall of Ice Glass in front of himself and quickly dodged to the side.

A layer of Shuangxue erupted from Gao Lingwei’s body, compressing and solidifying. Having activated her Iron Snow Armor, she ignored the danger and took the offensive, swinging her halberd down at the crouching Yuan Tianri.

She was no longer the same Gao Lingwei from the school’s selection tournament!

Now, with the support of Principal Mei Hongyu, she possessed the incredibly powerful and exceedingly rare Iron Snow Armor Soul Skill!

Even though the Yuan Brothers had chest Soul Slots and were the school’s number one seeded pair, they were only deemed worthy of the Frost Snow Skeleton. But Gao Lingwei...

Clearly, this was blatant favoritism!

Principal Mei Hongyu had given more "care" to Rong Taotao for his great contributions.

And this "care," Rong Taotao had invested it all into his "thigh," making that thigh terrifyingly powerful...

"Go!" Unexpectedly, instead of being alarmed by Gao Lingwei’s attack, Yuan Tianri was delighted. With a stomp of his foot, he flicked her long halberd aside with his Precepts Saber and slammed his shoulder into her.

Under the immense impact, the two of them were sent flying, rolling into a tangled heap on the ground.

In the chaos, Yuan Tianri, who had been tumbling over and over, suddenly righted himself and pressed forward. But though he held his Precepts Saber, he hesitated to strike!

Was it because Gao Lingwei had the Iron Snow Armor, leaving Yuan Tianri with no way to act?

The audience didn’t know, but clearly, Yuan Tianri was waiting. Waiting for something...

Because she had just taken that dense barrage of ice needles head-on, Gao Lingwei was covered in Shuangxue, including her face.

At that moment, Gao Lingwei, lying on the ground, couldn’t see the situation around her. The Shuangxue around her eyes began to shift in an orderly fashion, quickly revealing them.

Now was the moment!

Yuan Tianri’s methods were exceptionally vicious! The Precepts Saber he had been holding back shot out, aimed right at Gao Lingwei’s eyes!

This bald monk’s blade wasn’t a Precepts Saber, but a Breaking Precepts Saber!

He didn’t make a move lightly, but when he did, he aimed to kill!

Gao Lingwei’s pupils contracted violently. Lying on her back, the Shuangxue on her face rapidly solidified. Bracing herself, she kicked violently upward with her long legs!

With a dull THUD, Yuan Tianri was kicked away, but as he flew, he threw the Precepts Saber from his hand!

"TING!"

The Precepts Saber struck the Shuangxue over Gao Lingwei’s eyes but failed to break through her defense. It was a terrifyingly close call!

Rong Taotao urgently sent a mental message: "Don’t open your eyes yet!"

Gao Lingwei had been just about to clear the cover from her eyes. Hearing his words, she abandoned the idea as she scrambled to her feet.

Yuan Tianri, still flying backward, conjured a frosty mist in his hand, and a shower of ice needles rained down.

Clearly, he was exploiting the timing, having calculated that Gao Lingwei would immediately "open her eyes" to assess the situation.

The dense barrage of ice needles struck Gao Lingwei’s Shuangxue-covered head, then clattered uselessly to the ground.

"Well now~" Yuan Tianri said, landing steadily and smirking. "This doesn’t fit the little lady’s usual combat style, does it? Coach Rong, giving instructions from the shadows again?"