Qin Song raised his head slightly and glanced at Ye Lei. At that moment, Ye Lei happened to look over as well.
Ye Lei's gaze passed over Qin Song and landed on Han Nuan beside him.
Their eyes met, and they smiled at each other. Ye Lei abandoned his brothers and walked over to stand beside Han Nuan.
Only fifteen people had made it to the platform. Of them, only Ye Lei and Han Nuan had reached the Soul Grandmaster realm. Aside from Ye Lei's group, everyone else's first soul rings were no more than a hundred years old.
Before long, a man dressed like the Head Instructor was escorted to the platform by the chief instructors of each class.
"Oh, only these fifteen out of more than a thousand people met the target? Is this all the strength the top-ranked university in Banyan City has?"
the Head Instructor said.
The twenty chief instructors followed behind him, not daring to utter a peep. All of them kept their heads lowered, their hands clasped behind their backs.
"Huang Tianwei, your class has four, right? I never expected a software major to produce four Soul Masters, three of whom have first soul rings at the thousand-year level. Not bad, not bad. I like this kind of talent."
Fen Tianyan looked at the fifteen people, including Ye Lei. "All right. Next, Instructor Huang Tianwei will lead you through the first lesson of your military training! Dismissed."
With that, Fen Tianyan turned and left. The other nineteen instructors besides Huang Tianwei all returned to their respective formations.
"Alright, next, I'll lead you through the first lesson of your military training. You all brought the wristbands and earphones the school issued you, right?" Huang Tianwei asked.
The fifteen students looked at one another before