Legend of the Asura Emperor

But in everyone's eyes, Jun Han, who had never been exposed to the way of soul arts, delivered an amazing eight and a half hits today, which was three and a half hits stronger than Liu Su!

It should be noted that Liu Su used some treasures that allowed her to manipulate her soul power to achieve five hits, but Jun Han simply pointed a finger and surpassed Liu Su.

This means that his soul power is several times stronger than Liu Su's, and has definitely reached the level of a second-tier soul master or above.

"This... is impossible! Jun Han should have never been exposed to the Dao of Soul Arts before! How could he possibly achieve a score of eight and a half? Could he be cheating? But he doesn't have any treasures related to soul power on him, so how could he cheat?"

Li Yu bit his lip, his face full of disbelief.

He, who had just been full of sarcasm, now felt a burning pain on his face from the slap!

Jun Han's soul power was indeed astonishing to them!

However, not only did Li Yu not believe it, but everyone present, including Murong Ming, also dared not believe that Jun Han could actually achieve a score of eight and a half, considering that Jun Han was only sixteen years old!

At just sixteen years old, he possessed soul power comparable to a second-tier soul master, a talent even stronger than that of Murong Ming, who was hailed as the number one genius soul master in the Hanwu Kingdom.

The surprise on Murong Ming's face lasted for a few seconds before disappearing completely, replaced by a light laugh: "This Jun Han has surprised me quite a bit."

Yunmeng rubbed her eyes and exclaimed in amazement, "This Jun Han can actually score eight and a half hits? That's insane! No wonder he's so confident in participating in this test and doesn't even take Master Li Yu seriously."

Liu Su also gave a wry smile: "I barely managed to get a score of five hits by relying on my soul power treasure, the Qinghuan Bell, but he was able to surpass me by relying on his own soul power and his control over it, and got a score of eight and a half hits!"

This Jun Han is indeed extraordinary!

Master Yi Lei chuckled easily. He had originally planned that if Jun Han lost in the first round, he would stand by Jun Han's side no matter what and ensure that he would be spared Murong Ming's punishment.

But this time, to his surprise, Jun Han not only did not lose, but also achieved an astonishing eight and a half shots!

This made him think to himself, "With such terrifyingly strong cultivation and soul power, Jun Han is bound to be a big figure who stirs up the winds and clouds in the future. I must curry favor with him as soon as possible."

Thinking of this, Yi Lei directly mocked Li Yu: "Old man Li Yu, it seems you're doomed to lose this time! Get ready to be a slave to the Prince's mansion! Haha!"

Hearing Yi Lei's sarcasm, Li Yu's face turned even uglier. He gritted his teeth and replied, "This is only the first round. It's too early to draw conclusions! I don't think Jun Han is anything special except for his strong soul power. Whether he can pass the test depends on the next two rounds!"

Seeing that Li Yu was still being stubborn, Yi Lei sneered, "I'm afraid your face will be slapped even harder next time, hehe."

Li Yu was so angry at Yi Lei's words that he felt dizzy. He shouted, "You! Old man Yi Lei, why are you speaking up for him today? Did you take bribes from him?"

Yi Lei laughed and said, "Hehe, I'm just telling the truth! The Prince was able to score eight and a half hits with such precise control, he must have received guidance from a master. Since he has such confidence in participating in the Soul Master test, he must have achieved something in the way of Soul Arts. It will be difficult for you to win this time."

Although Yi Lei knew that the expert behind Jun Han's guidance might be the Haotian Saint Lord, he did not say it aloud.

"Hmph, I refuse to believe in this nonsense! Vice President, please begin the next test immediately."

Li Yu snorted coldly and stopped talking to Yi Lei. Instead, he turned to Murong Ming and made a request.

Murong Ming nodded slightly, then announced: "The first round of the test is over. Jun Han ranked first with eight and a half hits, and Liu Su ranked second with five hits. As for Chen Feng, Fu Quan, and Yun Meng, they all had four hits, so you will all advance to the second round this time."

Next up is the second round of testing!

At this point, Murong Ming flicked his sleeve and activated the mechanism in the room. In no time, a series of exquisite red tables appeared in front of everyone.

On the red table, various medicinal herbs were neatly arranged, some of them were first-grade, some were second-grade, and there were even third-grade, fourth-grade, and fifth-grade herbs.

After a red table appeared in front of each person, Murong Ming continued, "As a Soul Mage, the most important thing is to master the art of alchemy, and the most crucial aspect of alchemy is the extraction of medicinal herbs. Therefore, the second test for Soul Mages is the extraction of medicinal herbs. On the table in front of each of you, there are a total of forty kinds of medicinal herbs. Within the allotted twenty minutes, you will be ranked according to the number of herbs you extract. If the rankings are the same as last time, the last person will be eliminated! Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Everyone nodded, fully prepared.

Murong Ming said in a deep voice, "Alright, then let's start the timer now!"

As soon as Murong Ming finished speaking, everyone immediately took out their medicine cauldrons and began to refine the medicinal herbs by activating their soul power and primordial flames.

But only Jun Han calmly leaned against the table and watched others refine the product.

"Turn on the furnace!"

Yunmeng, who made the first move, let out a delicate shout, and a fair hand emerged from her sleeve, gently patting the cauldron in front of her. Yuan Qi surged out and rubbed against the cauldron like a flint, instantly causing a wisp of scorching flame to rise up.

The medicine cauldron in Yunmeng seemed to have an enhanced effect on the flames; the fiery red cauldron quickly became scorching hot, and waves of scorching heat emanated from it.

The crimson flames reflected off the cauldron and onto Yunmeng's delicate body. Combined with the fiery red dress draped over her alluring figure and her solemn and dignified face, Yunmeng seemed to have transformed into a fire spirit.

Seeing this, Chen Feng snorted coldly and also made a move, not to be outdone.

Although his pale blue medicine cauldron did not enhance the flames, it seemed to contain a wind force that could fuel the fire. The temperature of the pale blue medicine cauldron quickly rose, and a faint red tinge appeared in the pale blue color.

"Grass……"

After raising the flame temperature to her satisfaction, Yunmeng casually took out a medicinal herb exuding the aura of wind from her Qiankun bag and put it into the medicine cauldron.

Enveloped in scorching heat, the spiritual herb transformed into a clump of verdant spiritual liquid.

"Swiftwind Fruit..."

Chen Feng also took out a light blue spiritual fruit, put it into the medicine cauldron, and quickly refined it.

Both of them were extremely skilled at extracting the essence of medicinal herbs. Their fair, delicate hands moved swiftly through the air, creating afterimages as they tossed one herb after another into the cauldron. Then, they focused intently on controlling the intense heat within the cauldron to refine and extract the essence from the herbs.

Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on their smooth foreheads.