Willing!

Teacher Xu Bing glanced at Chen Feng.

"All right, then. You have indeed awakened Martial Souls—nine of them, at that. But these nine Martial Souls of yours seem to all belong to the plant category. Plant-type Martial Souls can also possess tremendous power; they are not completely useless. However, the Principal and I carefully examined your Martial Souls just now.

First, your Martial Souls are not any kind of plant or tree found among the extraterrestrial races. Perhaps our knowledge is too shallow. Second, we could not sense any other special power from your Martial Souls. For now, we can only observe them temporarily!"

Teacher Xu Bing and the Principal had carefully studied Chen Feng's Martial Souls just now. To be honest, they could not make heads or tails of them. Even with plant Martial Souls awakened by students in the past—trees, grass, and the like—the Principal's research and discerning eye could detect some special attributes in them.

But Chen Feng's Martial Souls were like stones, utterly motionless and leaking not the slightest trace of aura. The Principal and Teacher Xu Bing looked them over from every angle, yet simply could not tell what they were.

Still, based on past experience, although there were powerful plant Martial Souls, they could never surpass Zhang Hua's Four White Tigers.

When the Principal saw that none of the nine Martial Souls could compare to Zhang Hua's Four White Tigers, his initial eager anticipation turned into a sigh. The rise and fall had been too great; he found it hard to accept.

Of course, this did not rule out the possibility that they had overlooked something. In any case, the Principal sighed and decided to observe Chen Feng for a while longer.

Most importantly, Martial Souls were difficult to study in detail, because they were things that already existed within their host's body. Only the host himself understood them best. If others wanted to study someone else's Martial Soul, they would not be able to detect anything unless that person released some of its traits.

That was also why the Principal left. They could only observe him later.

Besides, Chen Feng had difficulty even summoning his second Martial Soul. It would take him some time before he could display the traits of his Martial Souls, so there was no use in staying here.

Once the teacher said this, the people in the room began discussing it.

"All nine Martial Souls are plants? That probability is way too low, isn't it?"

"Chen Feng actually got hit by those odds. Just awakening any one of them would have been fine!"

"If you ask me, being a Martial Soul genius isn't so easy after all."

"What a pity about those nine Martial Souls. If his nine Martial Souls were even nine ordinary fierce beasts, all nine together would have immense potential."

Listening to the discussions around him, Chen Feng roughly understood. He had known before that this might be the outcome, but now it felt more real.

So my Martial Souls do not belong to any of the myriad races. But they probably do not know that although mine are tree Martial Souls, they are far from ordinary!

Since outsiders saw them as ordinary Martial Souls, the school Principal sighed and left.

Chen Feng knew one thing: they had not noticed anything unusual about his Martial Souls. Even the first Bodhi Divine Tree was no ordinary thing.

From external observation, it was very difficult to detect the appearance of the Martial Souls Chen Feng had seen deep within his consciousness.

Chen Feng had a feeling that his Martial Souls were far more valuable than ordinary offensive Martial Souls.

Not to mention the other trees—the first Bodhi Tree alone was priceless.

It was enough to crush all Martial Souls.

Teacher Xu Bing assigned him to the Regular Class for the time being, so they could observe him. She felt that Chen Feng's Martial Souls could be placed in the Special Class. No matter what, nine Martial Souls were exceedingly rare. But she could not break the school's rules. Classes were divided according to traits. For example, Jiang Shiran had the Flame Attribute, and her aura was astonishing, so she undoubtedly belonged in the Special Class. No matter how many Martial Souls Chen Feng had, he had not displayed any traits, making it difficult to classify him. They could only wait until he revealed their traits. If he showed decent abilities, he could be transferred to the Special Class then.

Chen Feng was quite willing. Now that he had awakened powerful Martial Souls, the class did not matter! What he cared about more now was the condition of his Martial Souls.

Chen Feng did not linger and went to the school's training room.

When he left, not a single person came over to say anything. The people gathered here had come to befriend geniuses, but when they saw Chen Feng leaving, not one of them approached him.

Chen Feng did not mind.

After arriving at the training room, Chen Feng found a small private room. Since many people had gone to watch the Martial Soul testing, there were vacant spaces here.

The first thing he wanted to do now was see the effects of his Bodhi Tree.

"I'm currently at Blood Qi Stage Three. My understanding of the Body Tempering Technique has deepened. Let's see how effective it is!"

Inside the room, Chen Feng began cultivating according to the Body Tempering Technique he had memorized.

It explained how to temper the body: assuming all sorts of different postures to forge oneself.

Each level of Blood Qi Stage Nine was actually difficult to advance through. After all, if poor people wanted to improve their physical condition through training alone, without supplements, it was easy to damage their bodies and end up shooting themselves in the foot.

Even with supplements, an ordinary person needed at least several years to reach the ninth level. Chen Feng was only at the third level now.

Many people with ordinary aptitude remained in the Blood Qi Stage for their entire lives.

Inside the room, Chen Feng continuously assumed all kinds of strange postures. Some postures trained the muscles in different parts of the body, achieving a tempering effect.

At times, Chen Feng bent both fists to one side while lifting his right foot, holding the position for a long time until his entire body was drenched in sweat. Maintaining such a posture was also a powerful way to improve mental strength.

Those who persevered would see both their mental strength and physique improve.

At other times, Chen Feng would squat on the ground like a toad—though not entirely like one. In short, every part of his body had to be trained through tricky postures.

Many people retreated at this stage because it was simply too exhausting.

In the early stages, the human race was born with innate flaws. It was said that some races were born directly in the Essence Gathering Realm and did not need to go through the Blood Qi process at all.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and persevered. Suddenly, he closed his eyes and summoned his Martial Soul.

Buzz.

Chen Feng took a deep breath. Guided by his consciousness, the shadow of a tree appeared behind him.

This was his first Martial Soul, the Bodhi Divine Tree.