Homeroom Teacher Wu Zhangkong's First Class

After sending Xie Xie flying with a single move, Long Yuan raised his right hand to inspect it.

A layer of fine Dragon Scales covered his right hand.

They were golden and diamond-shaped, each scale slightly raised and sharply defined.

The tips of his fingers had narrowed, while his nails had grown longer and become razor-sharp, like claws.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Xie Xie climbed up from the ground, coughing several times as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Changxi, who had been knocked back earlier, had already gotten up and stood to the side, not daring to step forward again.

Long Yuan was too terrifying.

Not only could he control the Water Element, fighting with water and turning it into ice—

Even his own strength was terrifying.

Zhou Changxi finally understood why Long Yuan's strength was so frightening.

He ate so fiercely—how could his strength not be terrifying?

"You—what Soul Skill did you use just now? It was actually Dragon Claw!"

"Don't you only have one Soul Ring? How can you use two Soul Skills?"

The sparring match had already ended. Zhou Changxi and Xie Xie clutched their chests, their expressions far from pleasant.

They walked over to Long Yuan, extremely curious about his Soul Skills.

"Secret!"

Long Yuan replied flatly. These two boys would definitely come looking to spar with him again in the future.

It was better not to reveal too much about his Soul Skills.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle.

If he kept them from knowing exactly what Soul Skills he possessed, then he could catch them off guard in future fights and achieve unexpected results.

"Hmph!"

Zhou Changxi snorted coldly and turned toward the academy. He was done fighting; he could not win anyway.

Fortunately, they had met in the dormitory and were classmates.

Otherwise, considering how he had dirtied Long Yuan and Tang Wulin's belongings, and the way he had rudely humiliated them, Long Yuan might very well have killed him.

At that thought, Zhou Changxi broke out in a cold sweat.

In the future, he should keep a low profile. If he could avoid provoking Long Yuan, then he absolutely would.

Otherwise, he might not even know how he died.

Some time later, the five of them returned to the dormitory.

After returning, they each washed up before going to meditate.

This time, no one shouted or caused trouble. Everyone spent the time meditating and cultivating.

For a brief while, there was harmony.

"Fight me again!"

The next morning, the dorm residents went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

While eating breakfast, Xie Xie once again challenged Long Yuan.

After finishing his meditation the previous night, he had kept thinking about losing to Long Yuan.

No matter how he thought about it, he could not make sense of it.

He wanted to challenge Long Yuan to another fight.

His Soul Power was at rank eighteen, while Long Yuan's was only rank fifteen.

Although Long Yuan's White Dragon Martial Soul was stronger than his Light Dragon Dagger—

His Soul Power was still three ranks higher than Long Yuan's, giving him an absolute advantage.

He wanted another match with Long Yuan so that he could win back his pride.

But Long Yuan did not respond to his challenge. At the moment, Long Yuan was wolfing down steamed buns.

He had already woken up late, and with his huge appetite, he had to finish quickly and get to class.

"I didn't perform well yesterday. If you won't fight me, I'll pester you every day!"

Seeing that Long Yuan ignored him, Xie Xie spoke again.

"Don't disturb me while I'm eating!"

Long Yuan said coldly, stuffing another steamed bun into his mouth.

"Hey, fight me. I'll treat you to a Class A Meal!"

Xie Xie knew that Long Yuan came from the small city of Aolai City and that his family was not well-off.

They normally couldn't afford Class A Meals at all, so he used one as the stakes.

"Hm? A Class A Meal? How about I fight you instead?"

The moment he heard "Class A Meal," Tang Wulin could no longer remain calm.

Those were meals that had to be paid for in full.

Although they usually went to C Window for free meals, they would still sneak a glance inside whenever they passed A Window.

It had to be said, you got what you paid for. The food at A Window really was excellent.

Not only was there a wide variety, but it was also delicious.

Every time they passed by, they could only take a look and inhale the aroma deeply.

"Your Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. I'd definitely beat you up, so forget it. I won't bully you!"

Xie Xie looked at Tang Wulin, raised a finger, and wagged it as he spoke.

Tang Wulin's Soul Power was only Rank 11, and his Martial Soul was the useless Blue Silver Grass. His combat ability was simply too weak. How could he possibly compare to Xie Xie?

Even Zhou Changxi, a Battle Soul Master with the Great Strength Divine Ape Martial Soul, would not be Xie Xie's match.

Right now, Xie Xie only wanted to fight Long Yuan.

"Just go easy on me. If you beat me up, regardless of whether I win or lose, you'll treat me to a Class A Meal. How about it?"

At the thought of a Class A Meal, Tang Wulin swallowed several times.

Whenever he passed the Class A Meal window, just catching a whiff of the food was enough to make him drool.

If he could eat it, then even taking a beating from Xie Xie would be worth it.

"For food, you really are..."

Even Yun Xiao could not stand to watch anymore. He glanced at Tang Wulin as he spoke.

Tang Wulin's face reddened, and he lowered his head to eat his steamed bun.

He was rather embarrassed.

"Are you agreeing or not? I'll treat you to a Class A Meal!"

Xie Xie looked toward Long Yuan again. He truly could not accept yesterday's defeat.

"Sure!"

Long Yuan nodded. Since Xie Xie was asking for a beating, he would beat him up again.

He also wanted to try a Class A Meal and see what it tasted like.

He had not officially gone to the Forging Masters Association to take on jobs yet. All the money he had earned from jobs at Mang Tian Workshop had been given to his mother, Lin Ximeng.

He was short on money now and could not afford Class A Meals for the time being.

"Good, it's a deal! A gentleman's word is irrevocable!"

Seeing Long Yuan agree, Xie Xie smiled happily and swallowed a steamed bun in one bite.

He refused to believe that he still could not beat Long Yuan.

"Since you're asking for a beating, I'll oblige you. I get to beat you up and eat a Class A Meal too—what's not to like?"

Long Yuan spoke calmly. He had a big appetite, and he really could not afford to eat Class A Meals on his own.

Xie Xie looked quite wealthy. Since the other party had taken the initiative to seek a beating and walk into a trap, Long Yuan would grant his wish.

Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi exchanged a glance, then almost simultaneously looked at Xie Xie.

If this brat treated Big Eater Long Yuan to a Class A Meal, he would probably go broke after just one meal.

"Today's first lesson is to demonstrate your strength. We'll be conducting actual combat shortly. I'll be the referee. One loss means elimination. Let me see what you're capable of!"

After the bell rang, Class Five's students followed Wu Zhangkong to the Training Field and lined up in a row.

The lesson was being held outdoors.

"Teacher, I'm a Soul Engineer. Do I have to engage in actual combat too?"

A Female Student timidly raised her hand.

Wu Zhangkong said coldly, "On the battlefield, would the enemy spare you just because you're a Soul Engineer?"

Then he looked at the others and said, "The first group, get ready. We'll start from your side!"

The direction he pointed in was where Long Yuan and Zhou Changxi stood.

When Wu Zhangkong pointed at him and Long Yuan, Zhou Changxi's face turned bitter.

He had personally experienced Long Yuan's strength yesterday.

After yesterday's fight, he no longer dared to act arrogantly in front of Long Yuan.

He hadn't expected to be matched against him again on the very first day of class.

Why was he so unlucky?

He could only hope Long Yuan would go easy on him.

Ever since Long Yuan had sent him flying out the window with one blow, it had left a shadow over him.

But under Wu Zhangkong's pressure, Zhou Changxi still stepped forward and stood opposite Long Yuan.

"Begin. No rules. Defeat your opponent by any means necessary!"

Wu Zhangkong spoke calmly, yet his words made everyone's hearts skip a beat.

Any means necessary—wouldn't that be dangerous?

Still, this was good too. When facing an enemy, as long as you could kill them, any method was acceptable, even underhanded ones.

This was a simulation of real combat.