Chapter 181: Pressure: Part 2
Lin Sheng was a level four paladin, and with his half-dragonic form’s massive increase in strength, taking out two bull-horned warriors in ago was the best he could do.
He was level four, not ten. A level four against two level two bull horn warriors at their peak, their difference in strength was not as great as imagined.
Plus Lin Sheng’s habit of clashing head on, biting blades into blades caused his heavy blade to dull very quickly.
After taking out six of the bull-horned warriors, Lin Sheng was out of strength and had to retreat to the door of the side hall, to use the lay of the land against the numerical superiority of the warriors.
These are not your usual run of the mill grunts, all of them were elite level two warriors.
As the fighting went on, Lin Sheng quickly realized their strengths.
Regardless of strength, speed or defense, they were at the pinnacle of level two, stable and without any flaws. Even their axe skills were simple but effective. Compared to the Vault Wardens, these bull-horned warriors were much faster and stronger, but loses out somewhat in the defense compartment.
Well, everything have their pros and cons.
Lin Sheng ran his blade through the chest of one of the bull-horned warriors, and before he could pull out his blade, he was struck by two brutal blows on the arm.
Two continuous thuds were heard.
Lin Sheng felt a stinging pain on his arm, even the defense provided by the half-dragonic dragonskin and the Ashen Seal could not totally ward off damage.
He was finally wounded.
As he blocked the warriors before the doorway, Lin Sheng took out sixteen bull-horned warriors before being wounded himself.
Adding in the six warriors he had slain earlier, he had taken out a total of twenty-two now.
A massive amount of soul fragments frenziedly turned into black lines and surged into Lin Sheng’s mind, turning into all sorts of images, sounds and information.
Among the chaotic mix of fragments, most were mundane and uninteresting, with seventy percent being about training their skill with the axe.
And this caused Lin Sheng’s mastery of the basic axe technique to surpass all of the monsters present.
Every tiny little technique the warriors had honed were all converging upon him into one whole unit, and that improved his ability with the axe by leaps and bounds.
But Lin Sheng did not mind that at all, rather he was feeling his spirit was levelling up.
“I need another twenty-eight more!” Lin Sheng’s mind was preoccupied by nothing but levelling up.
He swung his sword about as he grew tired, retreating as he fought.
There are at least a dozen of the bull-horned warriors left as they continue to charge with him without any sound.
Now that Lin Sheng have an understanding on their axe techniques, fighting against them got much easier.
He slowly fell back as he took out another two bull-horned warriors, and finally, his strength was depleted as he was left panting.
Not that he did not want to breath fire, but it was too stamina consuming, and the innate ability of the Crag Dragon allowed him to sense heat from these monsters.
That meant that these monsters probably have natural fire resistance and he loathed to waste his strength on that; once he started belching fire, he would not be able to stop it for a good while.
“Twenty-six more!” Lin Sheng remembered the number. While this was just an estimate, to ensure that he would be able to level up, so he still added a little to the margin of error.
He managed to make it out of the guildhall, and quickly Lin Sheng ran all the way back to the sanctum.
He could not believe how smooth this hunt went. As he rested for a while in the sanctum, the fatigue soon set in and the dream ended naturally.
Having taken out twenty elite level two warriors in a single go, this was now the limit Lin Sheng knew he had.
The Crag Dragon bloodline was powerful, but what he had gotten was just a mere fraction of it, and the increase in strength of his body was nowhere close to the fat fire belcher in the vault.
And truth be told, the only reason Lin Sheng was able to take down so many of the warriors was his use of the narrow doorway.
As he woke from the dream, Lin Sheng lay on the bed to compile the memories that he had absorbed. It was only four in the morning. He had another two odd hours to sort them out.
After sorting them out, it was six as he got out his bed and started reading an essay.
With his soul getting stronger, his memory and comprehension ability improved as well. For a simple thousand word essay, he would just need to read it three to four times to totally memorize them. And that reignited his passion to learn again.
After memorizing his essays for a while, his other three dorm mates woke up as well.
The three simple huddled together to chat, no one bothered to greet Lin Sheng at all.
One part, was he had no intention to mix around with a bunch of brats as it was a waste of time, on the other hand, the three had consciously avoided him.
Not only because he was from Xilin, but also because he had a powerful build and a rather threatening aura to him.
But Lin Sheng did not mind that, and simply tended to his own business.
After memorizing the essay, he prepared his books for today’s class and put them into his bag before leaving.
If things goes smoothly, he would go against the bull-horned warriors again tonight, and hit the soul requirements to break the threshold.
By the time his soul slowly absorbs everything and grow, his holy power capacity will grow as well.
And that will allow him to breakthrough level five.
Lin Sheng calculated the time required. Based on Blackfeather City’s standards, breaking through from level four to fifth would normally take three to five years. This was the standard time needed for any warriors with the potential to breakthrough.
But with him achieving the soul strength threshold, even taking into account the absorption and growth period, it will take no more than a week.
“A week….” Lin Sheng was anticipant.
As he walked into the canteen, he used his student card to purchase a plate fried egg noodles with extra vegetables and wolfed it down.
Eating for him, was just another mission.
After finishing his first plate, Lin Sheng still felt a little puckish, and went to get another. By the time he got back to his seat, the seat on his right side were already filled with students coming in for breakfast.
Among the crowd was one of the female student Lin Sheng was familiar with.
She was bespectacled with a ponytail as she wore a black pinafore. She was slightly on the thicker side, and her features normal, seemingly lacking any presence.
Lin Sheng looked over, and quickly recalled that she was the girl who had lent him her pen.
If nor for his enhanced memory, he probably would not have recognized her with just a glance. Her rather generic features rendered her almost without any presence.
The girl seemed to have noticed him. She hesitated for a bit as she paused, before nodding at Lin Sheng in the distance as a form of greeting while circled by her friends.
He nodded back in response.
He had seen the girl in the ancient language corner of the library almost every day and were used to each other’s presence.
Nodding to greet each other was nothing out of the ordinary.
Her friends however started whispering at her, seemingly to tell her to not mingle with Xilinites.
After having his breakfast, Lin Sheng made his way to the classroom block.
The classroom period was the best time for him to train holy powers, and at the same time to use his summoned beings to scout things out.
But just as he got to the entrance of the classroom block, two young man in blue suit looked for him.
“Is this Master Lin?”
A slightly chubby man stepped forward to ask with a hushed voice.
“You are…?” Lin Sheng was impassive as he replied with a similar hushed tone.
“We are personnel from Xylond’s Special Resources Department. Mr Lin, can you come with us for a while? We need to clarify something.” The chubby man said courteously.