The Strongest Class Leader

Zhou Yi stood in the classroom and nodded slightly. "You have completed this test. Congratulations."

"Huo Yuhao, stand up!"

Huo Yuhao slowly rose to his feet. "Here!"

"State your Soul Power rank."

"My Soul Power is Rank 19."

After Huo Yuhao announced his Soul Power rank, everyone was somewhat surprised. Many among them were already above Rank 20, yet Huo Yuhao was far younger than they were. A wave of shock spread through the class. Only after Zhou Yi suppressed their chatter did the lesson begin.

To Ye Qingchen, the lesson was exceedingly dull, though Zhou Yi did explain the importance of Soul Tools and the inevitability of their development. While Soul Tools had little impact on top-tier soul masters, their advancement was an unstoppable trend.

Ten thousand years ago, the armies of Douluo Continent marched and fought with cavalry, bows, crossbows, and other equipment. Ten thousand years later, technological changes likewise dictated warfare. In short, technology changes everything. Its power can even crush everyone below the god level, Ye Qingchen thought to himself.

Aside from Ye Qingchen, many people became absorbed in Zhou Yi's explanation. Just as Ye Qingchen had expected, Huo Yuhao was called away—but this time, events did not follow the original course of the story.

Ding! Due to the host's influence, Huo Yuhao has refused to join the Soul Tool Department, changing future events. Reward: 5 Enhancement Points.

"Hmm? That works too? System, enhance," Ye Qingchen said.

Enhancement successful. Host's current enhancement level: 12+.
System evaluation: The host's current strength is at the Tier 3 God level.

The New Student Class One classroom

Before class began, the classroom was already packed to capacity. It was also unusually quiet; not a single student dared to make a loud fuss. When Zhou Yi slowly entered the classroom, the atmosphere in New Student Class One instantly grew tense.

"All stand. Assemble at the plaza." Zhou Yi said only that before turning and leaving.

No one dared to delay. The students quickly exited the classroom and followed quietly and neatly behind Zhou Yi all the way to Shrek Plaza, where a pile of iron chains had somehow been placed.

"Ye Qingchen," Zhou Yi called.

"Here." Ye Qingchen stepped forward.

Zhou Yi addressed all the students. "So far, Ye Qingchen has the highest cultivation among all of you. Therefore, I hereby announce that from now on, he will be the class monitor of New Student Class One."

Zhou Yi pointed at the iron chains before her. "These are Iron Suits, specially designed to improve physical fitness. One for each of you. You will be ranked by the number of laps you run. The last-place student will be expelled from New Student Class One. As class monitor, Ye Qingchen will wear five Iron Suits."

As she spoke, Zhou Yi flicked her toe, sending five Iron Suits made entirely from thick iron chains flying toward Ye Qingchen. Ye Qingchen caught them and put them on.

"Each Iron Suit weighs thirty jin. You're giving me five of them—one hundred and fifty jin in total. Though it won't have much effect on me." Ye Qingchen moved his body a little and spoke indifferently.

"Ye-dage, are you okay?" Huo Yuhao asked.

"It won't affect me. It's just not very comfortable." Ye Qingchen waved a hand.

The moment they heard that the last-place student would be eliminated, how could the students dare to slack off? They hurried forward and put on the Iron Suits. The male students fared slightly better, but after putting on the heavy Iron Suits, the girls' faces turned pale. No one wanted to be eliminated. From the very start, their vigor while running was completely different from that morning.

Ye Qingchen and the other two took the lead, running at the very front. Whether in martial souls or Soul Power, he was among the best of these students. Although he wore an Iron Suit, his speed was not greatly reduced. Several male students who wanted to compete with him also dashed out at full speed, close behind him.

With the help of the Yin-Yang Creation Art, Little Yuhao's physical condition is improving almost every moment. This kind of training is perfect for him, Ye Qingchen thought as he looked at Huo Yuhao beside him.

By the time one shichen had passed, at least half the students had collapsed onto the ground. Zhou Yi stood there with an expressionless face, never urging them to continue.

"Ding-ling-ling—" The dismissal bell instantly brought down a large number of people.

The Iron Suits struck the ground in a string of clattering sounds, while the collapsed students of New Student Class One kicked up clouds of dust.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao lay beside Ye Qingchen. His physical condition and cultivation were much stronger than theirs. Though he was also exhausted, he was not completely unable to move like those other students.

Ye Qingchen stood up, gathering a pale golden glow in his hand that fell over everyone. Each person felt an incomparably comfortable coolness. The sensation instantly spread throughout their bodies, and both their severely aching muscles and the wounds chafed open by the Iron Suits recovered at an astonishing rate.

The host has treated everyone, shocking them all. Enhancement +1 obtained. Current enhancement level: 13+.

"Ye Qingchen, you can actually heal?" Zhou Yi had originally intended to have a healing-type Soul Saint restore them, but she had not expected Ye Qingchen to be capable of healing as well.

"That's right. Just a minor trick," Ye Qingchen said.

"You really have given me a surprise."

Everyone struggled about for more than ten minutes. Only after students from the other classes had also been dismissed did they stop and return to their dormitories to clean themselves up. They looked far too bedraggled now.