Beast Control: I am the only Qiongji Soul Master in the world

"Boss!" The other side was also shocked when he saw Ye Yang. He is none other than Hou Pengtian, who is also a freshman in Hezhou!

After the Four Little Dragons incident, he recognized Ye Yang as his boss.

"Even you can advance!" Ye Yang was shocked. He didn't expect to meet an acquaintance and he was still the weakest one!

But then I thought about the other party who was also the number one in Oga City.

Although they lost before, they were also defeated by the four little dragons from Xihuang. It’s not too shameful to lose to the top guys in the other sectors.

"Hey, what do you mean? I am also capable!" Hou Pengtian danced and got a little angry.

However, he also understands the gap between him and Ye Yang, and his journey to the competition may end here.

"Emmm, you do have some strength." Hou Pengtian not only passed the preliminary round of the Southern Region, but also won the first round of the competition. Ye Yang cannot deny his strength.

"Hey. It's unlucky for me to meet you. I'll just admit defeat." Hou Pengtian's eyes were dull and he sighed.

As Ye Yang is one of the few hopes in the Southern Territory, it is naturally best to preserve as much strength as possible.

"Ding - the battle mode is being drawn... This battle is a 2V2 two-beast team battle. The timer is 5 minutes. Within ten minutes, the side with more dying soul beasts will lose."

"I give up!" Hou Pengtian shouted out before Ye Yang could say anything.

"Ding——, the winner is Ye Yang, who gets 4 personal points and +4 points for the Southern Region."

"Hey." If possible, Ye Yang still wanted to give Hou Pengtian a chance to prove himself. He can still afford a little consumption of soul power.

But considering that he is one of his own, Ye Yang probably won't be able to be cruel during the battle.

"I know how evil your colorful phoenix feathers are, oh no, how powerful they are. Come on, you are the hope of our Southern Territory!"

Hou Pengtian's figure began to blur and fade, and he was about to leave the fighting site.

Hou Pengtian's words also reminded Ye Yang of the words of senior Shuiming and his instructions before the game.

Before the game, Senior Suiming called Ye Yang and Duanmu Shigexue into a dark room.

"No matter what happens in the competition, the eight strongest people from the freshmen group will be selected to enter the finals." Senior Suiming lost the majesty and oppression of the past, and his words were full of sorrow for the competition.

"Last year, no one from the Southern Region was from our Southern Region in the final hall. This year, I hope you can make a dash for it, and at least one of you must enter!"

"Well, I will definitely do my best!" Duanmu Maoxue put away his usual arrogance and stood solemnly in front of the big issues of right and wrong.

"Maybe the Southern Territory has long since lost its limelight, but I still believe that miracles will happen..." Shuiming raised his head and spoke in retrospect.

"Once upon a time, a generation of soul masters from the Southern Territory also won the title of champion of the Hall of Victory."

"Slaughtering in all directions, the scenery is endless. He is the pride of the Southern Territory..."

"What's his name?" Ye Yang asked curiously.

"His surname is Rong and his given name is Ye."

"Rong Ye? Is he your senior from the previous class?"

"No, he must have graduated more than ten years ago. I haven't even seen him."

"More than ten times?" Ye Yang was shocked. It has been more than ten times since the Southern Territory of Feelings won the championship!

"He is very powerful. He still holds many of the records in Spark Academy. He even has a good relationship with the dean!"

"Dean?" Ye Yang has only met the six elders so far, and has never heard of the dean.

"You've rarely heard of it, right? The dean is very mysterious." Shuiming joked.

……

"I will definitely do it." Ye Yang said firmly, watching Hou Pengtian leave.

"Ding - because you advanced too quickly, the second promoted player has not been produced yet. Please wait a moment." The voice of the new system came from the sky.

"Promoted too quickly?" Ye Yang smiled, not expecting to encounter such a situation again.

Considering that I was able to resolve the first game in three or two strikes and won the second game without a fight, this situation seems reasonable.

Tianyuan Hall.

In a planning room, all the instructors were staring intently at the big screen above.

The exciting matches in the player battle room and the promotion status of each player are played on the big screen.

"Are there freshmen promoted so quickly this year? They all got a bye." A female instructor looked at the progress of the contestant on the far right, her eyes widening like bells.

I saw that while most of the players were still challenging in the first and second rounds, one player suddenly came to the third stage!

Since he was the only one to reach this stage, he was unable to match!

"Must be a student in my elite class, right?" A man with glasses and a mustache happily picked up the teacup next to him and took a sip.

"No, he's from the Southern Region. He seems to be in Qin Xianyun's class." The female instructor couldn't believe it, but after repeated confirmation, she spoke slowly.

"Southern Region? Qin Xianyun?" The mustache instructor choked his tea and wiped his lips with the cotton cloth on the table.

"Let me take a look." A soul master with a Chinese character face next to him also came over with a bulging belly. His original class was the one in the Southern Territory, but in the end he was switched with Qin Xianyun under the arrangement of the elders.

Yes, he is why bother.

"It's Ye Yang. He is the one who singled out the second senior in the primary school. He has great potential."

Why bother? As a person from the Southern Territory, he still knows a lot about the recent events in the Southern Territory.

"It seems that our southern region has a place in this year's finals hall." He Bi smiled, and the fat on his face piled up.

"Hmph, it's only the eighth level of Qianju. If you meet our elite class in China, you will definitely be eliminated." The mustache instructor snorted coldly, his expression full of disdain.

"Oh? Why don't I think so. How about making a bet?" Why bother to speak domineeringly? Why are there no masters in the Southern Region?

I think back then he was the genius of the Southern Territory. He dominated the freshmen competition and was also the one who entered the finals!

"What are you betting on?" The mustached instructor spit out tea foam at the mouth of the cup.

"Of course I bet that your elite class will lose. The bet... both parties will have one-year office rights!" Why be so impassioned? The instructors nearby also turned their heads after hearing this.

The offices of tutors with higher status in Xinghuo Academy are single rooms. Why bother? After accidentally becoming the tutor of the elite class this year, he naturally got his own office.

Having an exclusive room in the sacred realm of Tianyuan Hall means that one has a high status in the hospital.

The authority of the office is also unique to him. In other words, no elder can come in without my consent!

But if others also gain access to your office, it means you lose the sovereignty of your own territory.

The other instructors with authority can come and go at will, which is a huge insult.

"Is it such a big deal?" The mustached instructor was stunned, wondering why Baizhen, who usually dealt with things smoothly, would be so tough today.

"What, you don't dare anymore?"

"I feel sorry for you... The elite class is the key talent cultivation center in Xinghuo Academy. All the members are in the ninth level, and they don't know what to lose." The mustached instructor smiled and put the tea cup on the table.