Wu Changkong's Slight Regret

"Teacher."

"My brother is in Class One."

Tang Wulin said helplessly.

He could challenge anyone else, but if it was his brother, whom he spent every day with...

He knew all too clearly that although his brother had always been so kind to him, if he challenged him, he would definitely be beaten without any ability to fight back.

Even if the Giant Dragon within him awakened, it would be of no use.

"Your brother?"

Hearing this, Wu Changkong fell into thought.

No wonder it was not someone else, but his own older brother, who could make a Level 3 Blacksmith prodigy so afraid.

The genius who had taught the person before him to turn Blue Silver Grass into hardened blades could raise such a younger brother. There was no need to say anything about that person's potential.

"..."

For a moment, Wu Changkong wanted to see what that genius in Class One was like.

"What is your brother's name?"

"Tang Luochuan."

"Tang Luochuan... I understand. Let's leave it at that. Wulin, you may go back now."

Wu Changkong nodded and said indifferently, committing the name to memory. Perhaps he could pay attention to what kind of person that genius was in the future.

"I can understand why you cannot beat your brother, but the others in Class One can still serve as targets for you to challenge. I assume you have no problem with that?"

He then looked at Tang Wulin and spoke calmly. He believed Tang Wulin was not the timid and submissive sort.

"No problem..."

"Teacher, then I'll head back."

Sure enough, Tang Wulin nodded at his words, his eyes instantly filled with fighting spirit.

Of course, he was not someone who feared trouble. It was just that when the person was his brother... it was truly despairing.

As long as it was not his brother, he believed he had a chance to challenge anyone else. For example, Xie Xie from his dormitory was his next target.

"Tang Luochuan..."

"I wonder what kind of genius he is?"

After Tang Wulin left, Wu Changkong sat there somewhat dazed and could not help murmuring thoughtfully.

"Teacher Wu Changkong, are you in?"

At that moment, a knock sounded, followed by a steady voice entering his ears. At the doorway stood Dean of Students Long Xuheng, wearing an honest smile.

"..."

"Director Long, I made myself very clear last time."

"I will not become the homeroom teacher of the best Class One. There is nothing wrong with Class Five."

Before the other man could say anything, Wu Changkong had already issued an order to leave, his expression indifferent. Clearly, he had seen through the other man's purpose.

The man had approached him more than once before, every time about transferring him to become Class One's homeroom teacher. He was starting to get tired of hearing it.

So what if it was Class One? So what if it was Class Five?

They were all students. He would teach them all the same...

"..."

"This time is different, Teacher Wu Changkong. Take some time to look over Class One's roster. I believe you will change your mind."

Long Xuheng remained silent for a moment before tossing a Class One roster onto the desk and speaking slowly.

He knew Wu Changkong's personality, and he also knew that once Wu Changkong made up his mind, it was difficult to change. But this time truly was different. Only an expert like him, someone from that place...

Could properly guide those geniuses!

With that, he gave Wu Changkong one final look before disappearing from his sight. He believed Wu Changkong would come around.

"Class One's roster?"

Although Wu Changkong had no interest in teaching Class One, when his gaze fell on the roster the other man had left behind, his face could not help but show a hint of contemplation.

Wasn't Tang Wulin's brother, Tang Luochuan, in Class One?

He truly wanted to see what kind of potential that person possessed.

"Xie Xie, Martial Soul: Light Dragon Dagger, Level 18..."

"Zhang Yangzi, Martial Soul: Dark Demon Eagle, Level 22; Wang Jinxi, Martial Soul: Bone Dragon, Level 22; Wei Xiaofeng, Martial Soul: Green Shadow Snake, Level 21..."

"Three Soul Grandmasters."

Upon opening the roster, several highly gifted names appeared before him. Wu Changkong's face immediately showed surprise as he muttered to himself.

Soul Grandmasters. There were actually Soul Grandmasters among the students of Eastsea Academy's junior division. It would have been one thing if they were older students, but these were only first-year New Students!

This was a bit...

Over the limit, wasn't it?

Especially when he thought of the Level 12 and Level 11 Soul Masters in his class, Wu Changkong fell silent for a long while. Setting aside Tang Wulin, that freak, how were the others supposed to fight?!

Even if they went up one by one and tried to wear the opponents down through sheer numbers, they might not be able to defeat them. The gap in talent and potential was simply far too great.

"Where's Tang Luochuan's name... hmm?"

"Red text?"

At last, Wu Changkong spotted Tang Luochuan's name at the end. It was highlighted in bold red, and after reading the description, his face filled with bewilderment.

"Wulin's brother is..."

"A Level 28 Great Soul Master?"

Wu Changkong's gaze settled on the list, his eyes fixed on the first name written in red, his face full of astonishment.

Tang Luochuan, Martial Soul: Golden Dragon King, Level 28 Great Soul Master!

Level 28—he was only Nine Years Old!

Possessing such strength at that age, he was no ordinary genius. He could already be called a monster; even among monsters, he was a monster among monsters.

"Gu Yue, Martial Soul: Elementalist..."

"Also a Level 28 Great Soul Master?"

Wu Changkong's expression became even more uncertain.

If Zhang Yangzi and the others had the potential to enter Shrek Academy, then Tang Luochuan and Gu Yue's talent was already enough to guarantee their admission.

Even at Shrek Academy, where geniuses gathered, such talent was exceptionally rare. Yet such geniuses were actually in Eastsea Class One?

And there wasn't just one of them!

Two of them, and one even had a Martial Soul he had never heard of before—the Elementalist. Neither of these two little ones was simple.

Two Level 28s... In another three years, what level would they reach? He did not dare imagine it...

"Looking at it this way, being Class One's homeroom teacher..."

"Doesn't seem so bad."

Wu Changkong's face carried a trace of emotion. It was no exaggeration to say that he was truly tempted. The talents of these two monsters had deeply piqued his interest.

However, he also realized that he had just rejected them—and it was not even the first time.

Of course, he could go apologize or something, but with his personality, he clearly could not bring himself to do that.

"..."

"Suddenly..."

"Why do I feel a little regretful?"

Wu Changkong raised his head, his face silent.

It seemed...

He should not have refused.