Formal Classes Begin

Today was the first day of formal classes. Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu, dressed in brand-new school uniforms, headed toward the classroom.

Only Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu in Dormitory Seven were first-years; everyone else was at least a third-year. As for Tang San, ever since Grandmaster had been humiliated in Dormitory Seven, he had stopped going there.

Zhao Ming figured that Grandmaster had probably found Tang San a place to stay.

Nuoding Academy did not have many students, with only one class per grade.

When the class bell rang, Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu had only just arrived at the classroom.

The moment Zhao Ming entered, he drew a great deal of attention. Clearly, some people recognized him as the one who had beaten up Xiao Chenyu, the academy boss, yesterday. Their eyes held both respect and fear.

Those who had not yet heard about Zhao Ming's exploits looked at him with envy. Everyone loved beauty, and even children their age were no exception. Although there were several pretty girls in the class, they all paled in comparison to Xiao Wu.

The classroom was large, but the seats in front were already full, so Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu could only sit in the back. Under everyone's watchful gazes, they took seats in the last row.

The teacher had not arrived yet. After a brief silence caused by Zhao Ming and Xiao Wu's arrival, the classroom quickly became noisy again.

"Look, their stares are practically killing me." Zhao Ming smiled as he leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear.

Xiao Wu was somewhat unaccustomed to Zhao Ming being so intimate, but she did not know what to say. His distinctly masculine breath brushed against her ear, leaving her embarrassed and annoyed.

"Of course. Who told this young lady to be born so beautiful?" Xiao Wu said. "But their stares are so annoying."

"This is only the beginning. In a couple of days, I bet they'll be writing you love letters and confessing to you." Zhao Ming teased.

"Ah? Really?" Xiao Wu froze, asking somewhat nervously.

"Still, I have a way to get rid of their harassment." Zhao Ming continued to tempt her.

"What way?" Xiao Wu immediately asked curiously.

"Be my girlfriend," Zhao Ming whispered into Xiao Wu's ear.

What? Xiao Wu's face flushed red.

Is he confessing to me?

She might usually be carefree and boisterous, but when it came to romance, she was still a blank slate. Faced with such a request so suddenly, she was at a complete loss.

"No! You can't! It's bad for your health!" Xiao Wu cried, her face crimson.

Xiao Wu had practically shouted it. Her voice was so loud that it suppressed the noise throughout the classroom.

Every boy and girl turned to look at Xiao Wu.

The girls were all right, but the boys' hearts shattered. Looking at Xiao Wu's flushed face, even at their young age, they could tell that there was something unusual between her and Zhao Ming.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Xiao Wu felt awkward. She shot Zhao Ming an irritated glare, as if saying, "It's all your fault."

Zhao Ming shrugged helplessly, admiring Xiao Wu's crimson cheeks with amusement as she seemed to have transformed into a steaming girl.

As expected of the number one loli on Douluo Continent!

Zhao Ming almost wanted to take a bite out of her.

But Zhao Ming understood that haste made waste. In any case, he was in no hurry.

In his view, Xiao Wu was already incapable of escaping his grasp.

As for Tang San, hehe, there was no hope for him.

At this point, Tang San's impression on Xiao Wu was probably not even as deep as that of the Dormitory Seven students. With Zhao Ming deliberately disrupting things, the two of them barely had any opportunities to meet.

And even if Xiao Wu did meet Tang San, Zhao Ming was not worried in the slightest.

Between a playboy and a straight-laced man, which would you choose?

In his previous life, countless women had already given them the answer.

In the original story, Nuoding Academy had not had a single outstanding boy. Even Xiao Chenyu, the most talented one, had only just become a Soul Master. The gap between him and Xiao Wu's group was far too great.

So Xiao Wu had no choice. Besides, it was only through spending time with Tang San that feelings gradually developed between them.

As fellow transmigrators, Brother Xiao Yan next door had managed to win over Xun'er at the age of five.

Although Zhao Ming did not have those conditions, he could not disgrace transmigrators either.

Just then, a young teacher walked in. Zhao Ming recognized him; he was the teacher who had stood beside Director Su in the Academic Affairs Office that day.

Sensing Zhao Ming's gaze, the young teacher smiled at him. He had also been present when Zhao Ming defeated Xiao Chenyu that day. Although Xiao Chenyu had failed to display his full strength due to his own issues, even if he had gone all out, he probably would not have been Zhao Ming's match.

Such a formidable genius.

He now valued Zhao Ming far more than the other students.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Liu Hai, and from now on, I will be this class's homeroom teacher. I am mainly responsible for Soul Power theory. I hope everyone will cooperate with me actively, cultivate diligently, bring honor to the academy, and bring honor to our class as well. If you have any questions about Soul Power theory, you may come to me." The young teacher introduced himself.

"Today is the first time everyone in the class has met. Let's get acquainted first and introduce ourselves, starting from the first row on the left."

In the first row on the left sat a short girl who looked rather shy. "Hello, everyone. My name is Liu Lili. My Martial Soul is a wolf, and I am a Battle Soul Master. I hope we can learn from one another and improve together in the future."

"Hello, everyone. My name is..."

"My name is Zhao Ming." It was finally Zhao Ming's turn. He stood up, gave his brief introduction, then sat back down.

"Although Zhao Ming is the same age as all of you, he is already an eleventh-level Soul Master. You all need to work hard too. Don't let him pull too far ahead," Liu Hai encouraged them.

"Eleventh level?"

"A Soul Master? Is that true?"

Hearing Liu Hai's words, all the students could not help crying out in surprise.

"Quiet! Zhao Ming truly is already a Soul Master. Yesterday, he even defeated Xiao Chenyu, the academy's strongest student." Liu Hai said with a smile.

"I saw it yesterday. I can testify to that," a girl sitting near the front said loudly.

"All right, all right. Everyone, quiet down. If there's anything you want to know, you can ask after class. Now, let's continue."