Those Who Dare Not Cause Trouble Are Mediocrities; Cross Shi Bao and Become a Loser

"The final match, Qian Mu wins!!"

On Shrek Academy's training field, as Dai Huabin's Martial Soul Possession slowly faded, he clutched his chest and dropped to his knees unwillingly.

Before him, a pair of purple-black heeled boots stood out sharply. Looking up, he saw the white-haired girl with black wings behind her, watching him with an amused smirk.

"I... lost." Dai Huabin gritted his teeth, but ultimately chose to concede.

As the legitimate son of the Duke of White Tiger, Dai Huabin might not have been the eldest legitimate son, but he had received the finest education since childhood. He had not only learned how to cultivate his Martial Soul, but also how to take part in war and kill enemies.

The Duke of White Tiger was the commander-in-chief of the Star Luo Empire's armed forces. His sons were destined to gain military experience in the future. Among his sons, Dai Huabin possessed the greatest talent and was highly valued by the Duke of White Tiger.

Yet today, he had actually lost to a little girl whose cultivation level was lower than his... It was an unbearable humiliation!

Mu Jin clapped her hands and happily announced, "From now on, Qian Mu will be Class Nine's class monitor, and Qian Fei will be vice monitor. Does anyone object?"

"No!" Every member of Freshman Class Nine answered in unison.

It was too terrifying. At level twenty-nine, she had defeated a level thirty-one Soul Elder head-on. She was practically a god of war!

Thus, the "twin sisters," Qian Mu and Qian Fei, became Class Nine's class monitor and vice monitor. Mu Jin valued the twins greatly and focused on nurturing them.

To possess the talent to fight above one's level at such a young age, their future achievements would surely be limitless!

Because of this, Mu Jin bragged a little about her twin students in front of her colleagues. Naturally, that brought about a few minor problems, but that was also Mu Jin's second test.

As everyone knew, Shrek Academy had a traditional practice that had endured for Ten Thousand Years: those who dared not cause trouble were mediocrities.

After lunch one day following class, Qian Mu encountered someone blocking her path on the way back to the dormitory.

The youth had delicate features and fair skin. His large eyes were especially striking, a pale pinkish-blue. His neat short hair was the same color. His handsome face seemed even more striking than Bei Bei's, and he appeared to be a newly enrolled student as well.

Taking a bite from the steamed bun she had swiped from the cafeteria, Qian Mu tilted her head. "Hey, pretty boy, need something?"

"I heard you're Class Nine's class monitor, the one who beat a three-ring Soul Elder?" The youth crossed his arms, his tone somewhat arrogant.

So he was here to pick a fight.

The Herrscher of Erosion sneered inwardly, but Qian Mu's expression remained calm. "That's me. What, fallen for me?"

"I'm Wang Dong, class monitor of Freshman Class One. I question your strength and want to see whether the rumors are true!"

Whoosh!

Without another word, Wang Dong attacked. He tapped the ground with the tip of his left foot, shooting toward Qian Mu like an arrow. He was not only fast, but exceptionally nimble. In the blink of an eye, he arrived before her, raised his right leg, and stomped straight at her chest!

"Heh."

Little did he know that, in the Herrscher of Erosion's eyes, that kind of speed was no faster than a turtle climbing a tree.

Smack!

Qian Mu caught Wang Dong's kicking right leg with one hand. However, she had not expected this "youth" to possess such incredible physical strength. Having his thigh lifted would have made an ordinary person lose their balance, but Wang Dong raised his right leg high above his head in a standing split, his left foot still planted firmly on the ground.

"What..."

Qian Mu shook her head slightly, swallowed the remaining half of the bun in one bite, then sneered as she tightly gripped Wang Dong's ankle. With a single swing of her arm, she spun him through a full 720-degree rotation and flung him over ten meters away!

Thud!

"AAAAAHHH—!!"

Wang Dong crashed headfirst into the bushes on the right side of the road leading to the freshman dormitories.

"You can't even pull off a sneak attack, yet you've learned how to come pick fights? Is that all your homeroom teacher taught you?"

Qian Mu rolled her eyes, turned around, and continued toward the dormitory building.

Whoosh—!!

A dense aura of Light Element erupted. Accompanied by a scream, a pair of blue butterfly wings instantly spread open. The colors at the tips of the forewings shifted from deep blue to azure to light blue, while the entire wing surface resembled a blue sky adorned with a string of brilliant V-shaped halos.

Those wings were indeed beautiful. Their surfaces looked like white waves rising over an azure sea. Their colors and patterns were purple-blue, while the white glowing patterns across the wings resembled embedded jewels, gleaming brilliantly and enchantingly.

However, the owner of those wings looked utterly ferocious and disheveled. The dirt on his face had not yet been wiped clean, and his uniform still bore a few leaves and twigs.

The sudden change even drew the attention of the white-haired old man sitting in the sun by the gate.

Wang Dong flew into a rage. "You actually hurt my face... I'll kill you!!"

Swish—!

As he roared, his first Soul Ring suddenly lit up. Soul Power surged explosively through his body, pouring madly into his forewings. His hindwings spread wide to maintain his balance.

His forewings turned entirely azure, and the clusters of golden patterns on them radiated outward with golden light. In an instant, a roughly three-inch-wide golden edge formed along the rims of his forewings, incomparably sharp.

First Soul Skill, Sidewing Guillotine!

The golden blade slashed down without mercy. The dense aura of Light Element nearly swallowed Qian Mu whole... Could it?

"Kill me?" Her voice carried an oppressively resonant echo. "Who... do... you... think... you... are?"

The Herrscher of Erosion felt as though she had just heard the greatest joke since her birth.

An inky black glow condensed in her palm. With a light tremor, Qian Mu caught the golden blade with one hand again. A flash of scarlet flickered through her pupils, and a terrifying black radiance swiftly surged back in retaliation!

"You!!" Wang Dong was overcome with terror. He could not retract his Soul Skill, and the black radiance rapidly spread across his arm, chest, legs, and finally his entire body!!

"AAAAAHHH—!!"

His Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul was forcibly withdrawn. Wang Dong fell from the air, rolling nonstop across the ground and howling in agony.

Black light clenched in her hand, Qian Mu approached him step by step. She looked down at the "youth" struggling in pain, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Light Goddess Butterfly? Oh my... I'd say it's more like some worthless scrap butterfly."

"Don't you... insult my Mar—AAAAAHHH—!!"

Wang Dong roared and tried to crawl back up to resist, but his gaze had already turned unfocused. That black radiance had begun to erode his mind.

"Get your hands off him, you bitch!!" Another woman's furious roar came from afar. Qian Mu narrowed her eyes and performed a backflip to evade the sneak attack. The black glow in her palm dispersed, leaving a small crater where she had been standing.

The newcomer appeared to be an elderly woman, a six-ring Soul Emperor. But judging by her expression, calling her an old madwoman would have been more fitting.