Chapter 22: Going Against the Wind

  After being suppressed by the fierce wind for nearly half an hour, no one was able to take a step forward. The enormous power brought by the fierce wind made it impossible for people to move, and most people couldn't even form a soul force shield outside their bodies.

  But for someone like Zong Yin, even if they formed a soul force shield, it would be useless. The raging gale would crush both the shield and his body, increasing the burden instead.

  Finally, when the strong winds had stopped, leaving everyone gasping for air, several Soul Doctors walked in with a mixture of relief and schadenfreude on their faces. They cast a healing spell on each person before quickly leaving the classroom.

  Their movements were quite skilled, and in just about five minutes, everyone had been treated once. Next, before the crowd could even catch their breath, the strong wind once again slapped everyone against the wall like cucumbers.

  After being treated like this for an unknown number of times, Hei Sen finally couldn't take it anymore and stood up in front of everyone to give a loud scolding.

  "You bunch of trash! I was a useless person back then, but after practicing to this point, I've already found the trick! You guys can't even get one person to work? Are you all pigs? The fastest person in Li's class is about to pass soon! In Yiyue's class, several people have already started moving! What about you?! All of you are born from a woman! How can the gap be so big?! If no one finds a way today, this wind won't stop!"

  Everyone rolled their eyes, but surprisingly no one retorted. Each person lowered their head, disdainfully pursed their lips, and who knows what they were thinking, anyway it wasn't anything good. Many people wished that Hei Sen could scold for a bit longer, so they could rest for a while.

  Hei Sen's originally dark face turned even darker, his bared teeth and twisted mouth making him look like a real black gorilla, to the point where Zong Yin secretly wondered in his heart if he was still fully evolved.

  Zong Yin was still muttering to himself when Hei Sen suddenly pointed at him and scolded: "And you! You're even more useless! Didn't you successfully steal my Soul Power Micro-control? Can't you use your brain for once?"

  Hei Sen's scolding of others was nothing new, after all everyone got scolded together and Zong Yin didn't mind. However, when Hei Sen specifically scolded him by name, he felt unbalanced in his heart.

  "I'm going! Mind your own business! You're not even good at teaching, you lost to others and now it's my fault?! Can't you demonstrate first? Explain the principles? Guide us step by step? Forget about guiding us personally! Just give us an assignment and leave us here, if we can do it then that's a miracle!"

  Zong Yinhai rolled his eyes and retorted, "In his opinion, Hei Sen is being surpassed by others, losing face, and taking it out on everyone else. As for mentioning his name, it's obviously because he himself had secretly learned his water-walking technique."

  Zong Yin continued to speak until he finished, but Hei Sen was still stunned and had no reaction. He was actually subdued by Zong Yin's counterattack.

  "You don't understand anything! You think everyone is the same? I'm not limited by your way of thinking! Let you guys develop on your own! Everyone should have their own characteristics! Only knowing how to follow procedures will get a Soul Master killed early! It's only when faced with pressure that you guys can stand up!"

  Hei Sen never thought that Zong would talk back to him, and after being stunned for half a moment, Hei Sen jumped up and directly bounced in front of Zong, pointing at his nose and scolding him.

  Zong stared at Hei Sen's ugly face with a strange expression, this theory...teaching students in accordance with their aptitude!

  He hadn't even finished speaking, when the four words suddenly popped into Zong Yin's mind. He couldn't believe that in this world, there were actually such advanced ideas. Although he had some misgivings about Hei Sen's teaching methods, being spat on by him still made him very uncomfortable. Unfortunately, Hei Sen didn't give him another chance to retort this time.

  "How dare you talk back to me! You're asking for a beating!"

  Hei Xuan saw Zong Yin still had a tendency to open his mouth, and with a wave of his big hand, a blast of air struck Zong Yin's head.

  A shell came crashing down, but Zong Yin instinctively ducked down and jumped back, dodging it.

  Perhaps other attacks wouldn't work, but this kind of attack, he had already reacted to it with almost instinctual speed. He had too much experience from his past life! His university teacher's secret technique was precisely the Exploding Fists! Whenever they had nothing better to do, they would come and knock him around.

  Hei Sen was stunned again, unable to believe that Zong could dodge his attack. His face turned black with rage, as if oil was about to drip from it.

  "Alright! Still dare to hide! Want to challenge me? I'll let you hide!"

  Hei Sen's eyes widened and his hands swiftly swept aside, the air around him emitting a piercing whistling sound.

  Zong Yin's eyes widened in alarm as he sensed something was off, and his perception picked up over a dozen soul forces that made his heart quiver, charging towards him from all directions.

  At the first sign of danger, Zong Yin activated his return to the ancestors. The giant stone arm blocked in front of him, and the feather pattern on his legs appeared as he quickly retreated backwards.

  How could the strength of Zong Yin's soul be a match for Hei Sen, and in almost no time at all, more than ten soul forces blasted onto his stone arm, sending him flying out and heavily crashing into the wall.

  "Whoa!" The powerful backlash force caused Zong Yin to spit out a mouthful of blood instantly, and six or seven slash marks appeared on the rocky arm, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, smooth and flat.

  "Hmph! You're quick to react, indeed! Remember, my words are the truth! Do as I say, and don't dare to talk back or resist, or you'll be lying down! Soul Doctor!"

  Hei Sen let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Zong Yin was not in danger, but at the moment he struck, he regretted it. In his anger, he had used too much force. Fortunately, he had managed to pull back some of his strength at the last second, and Zong Yin's reaction had been quick enough, so he hadn't suffered serious injury.

  Two soul doctors who were familiar with Hei Sen, and knew him inside out, rolled their eyes and simultaneously applied the two soul techniques of treating external and internal injuries to Zong Yin's body, which returned to normal in just a moment.

  However, Zong Yin didn't have the leisure to worry about his body, and instead stared blankly at his severed stone arm. Before long, a hint of an arc appeared once again on the corner of his mouth. After dispelling the Reversion, Zong Yin's arm returned to normal, and he gave Hei Sen a glare before falling silent.

  "Alright! Get your minds working! Whoever doesn't find a way forward today will stay here until they succeed!"

  Hei Sen saw Zong Yujian's hidden interest and no longer bothered him, turning around to leave. A strong gust of wind followed, pinning the helpless crowd against the wall.

  After being ravaged by the strong winds for more than half a day, most people could only barely open their eyes and cover their mouths. Yang Jun was the exception, relying on his Soul Master abilities to move his arms slightly and turn his head. Suddenly, he noticed a figure in the distance taking a step forward, almost instantly disappearing from view. At first, he thought it was just an illusion, but soon the figure reappeared again.

  This time he saw clearly, it was actually Zong Yin who had defeated him by resorting to cunning!

  Zong Yin gritted his teeth and took a step forward, taking advantage of the brief moment when the fierce wind in front of him parted. However, before he could even deploy his soul power shield, the gale slammed him against the wall once again. The heavy impact made him feel like vomiting blood, but Zong Yin's heart was already filled with excitement. He forcibly swallowed the bitter sweetness that had risen to his throat and adjusted his breathing, preparing to try again.

  Several soul power blades, like knife edges, were cut out at short intervals, splitting the fierce wind in front of Zong Yin into two sides. Zong Yin took advantage of this momentary opportunity to advance forward, but unfortunately, his soul power was not strong enough, and his subsequent soul power blades could not keep up, and the previous ones had already been shattered by the fierce wind, and he could only take a small step before being knocked back again.

  He cleared his throat, although it was another failure, but he had already seen hope. As long as the Soul Power Blade could continue to slash through the fierce winds in front of him, he would be able to make it to the other side! After recovering a bit of soul power, Zong Yin prepared to continue experimenting.

  Little did he know that his success had brought pressure to several students around him, and a flame was ignited in Yang Jun's eyes. His self-esteem, his pride, would not allow him to fail again, especially to someone weaker than him!

  "Hmph! I didn't expect him to sneak in and learn again, he's learned quickly enough, but unfortunately, it's still the wrong direction. You few keep an eye on things, if someone can't hold on, go treat them immediately, if anyone dies, I'm afraid that madman will tear me limb from limb."

  Hei Sen looked at Zong Yin, who was already able to take steps, with a raised eyebrow and a disdainful pout. He instructed several soul doctors in a few words before walking out, not wanting to be trampled by Li Bu's violent tendencies. He wanted to show off that his class was the third among nine classes to produce students capable of defying the wind.

  At dusk, Zong Yin still made no progress and could only take a step forward, dragging his injured body to the practice room.

  His heart had already felt the pressure of that mysterious black shadow, Zong Yin didn't want to waste any more time, he worked hard to improve his strength and strive for good results in the monthly trial. He didn't expect himself to get first place, as long as he could get into the top ten and accumulate points, he would be satisfied.

  By the time it was light on the second day, Zong Yin discovered another benefit of returning to his ancestors. During the period of sequelae, the external injuries on his body healed particularly quickly. The back and arms that were covered in bruises last night had no major problems except for occasional slight pain.

  Zong Yinyin decided to take some time off and go to the library again. He was still very grateful to that unknown old man in his heart.