Level Ten

No matter past life or this one, today was kind of like the first day of school.

"Just wonder what they teach here," Xu Wenlong thought. After all, a school for six- or seven-year-old brats was at most an elementary school.

Because of martial souls, it probably covered some related knowledge, maybe even basic reading and writing.

Pretty much like Fire Shadow—Naruto's class spent years learning the most basic chakra refinement, a bit of history each year, then training with the teacher, students fighting each other for feedback, and finally graduating with the simplest Three Body Techniques.

Based on the original story, it was similar. Since Xu Wenlong was a work-study student, the academy would assign him tasks within his ability to cover basic living needs.

Every day, they'd lecture on Heaven Dou Empire history to build a sense of belonging and pride, then train and spar.

Once students were old enough or had enough soul power, there was no exam—just whether you became a soul master and had a soul ring. Then you could graduate smoothly.

If you wanted to go further after graduation, you'd head to an intermediate academy or a higher-level one, but only if you were young, had high soul power, and a good martial soul—basically, good talent—for the higher-tier schools to accept you.

After waiting a while, Xu Wenlong entered the classroom. Nothing much to say—it was as big as a middle school room, packed with dozens of little kids. A middle-aged woman stood at the podium, presumably the teacher.

"My name is Liu Yunxia. I'll be your teacher for the next few years. Starting from the first person in the first row, introduce yourselves one by one!"

Liu Yunxia said, and the students began introducing themselves.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhang San, martial soul Big Thick Book, soul power level one!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Wu, martial soul Big Hoe, soul power level one!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhen Jianwu, my martial soul is this flower. I hope everyone can smile through every day."

Zhen Jianwu's martial soul appeared in his palm—a pure white, innocent flower. A cheerful grin spread across his face.

"I'm Xu Wenlong, martial soul Locust, soul power level one!"

Xu Wenlong stood up and said it, but no one paid him any attention.

"Alright, today's your first class. Let me start by explaining the classification of martial souls!"

"As everyone knows, martial souls can be broadly divided into two types: one is Beast Martial Souls, and the other is Tool Martial Souls!"

As everyone knows, listening to the teacher in class is the sleepiest time.

But Xu Wenlong still absorbed a bit, because—

The classification in Douluo Continent was way too ridiculous.

Douluo Continent divided martial souls into two kinds: one called Beast Martial Souls, the other called Tool Martial Souls.

It seemed as clear-cut as male and female, but you had to know Douluo Continent had all sorts of weird martial souls.

Things that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, or swam in water were basically Beast Martial Souls, but where did plants fit?

So how did they classify them?

Xu Wenlong figured out the best method: if your martial soul could undergo Martial Soul Possession, it was a Beast Martial Soul.

If your martial soul couldn't undergo Martial Soul Possession, it was a Tool Martial Soul. What a simple classification trick—really straightforward.

So, Xu Wenlong's martial soul actually belonged to the Beast Martial Soul category. No matter how small his Locust martial soul was, it could still undergo Martial Soul Avatar, so it counted as a Beast Martial Soul.

The day's classes passed in a daze. That night, Xu Wenlong returned to the dorm and realized his roommates were all from the same class.

So, he immediately spotted Zhen Jianwu, who had his martial soul displayed on the bedside.

"Hello, I'm Zhen Jianwu. I remember we're in the same class. You're Xu Wenlong, right? Let's be friends from now on!"

Zhen Jianwu's face wore a small smile, making Xu Wenlong's facial nerves twitch involuntarily, as if he recalled some trauma and Smile PTSD.

"Yeah."

Xu Wenlong nodded and reached back. The two kids' hands clasped together.

That night, Xu Wenlong slept the most comfortable sleep he'd had since arriving in Douluo Continent.

And so, an unremarkable life began.

Since leaving Wind Sand Town Soul Master Primary Academy required at least obtaining one soul ring, Xu Wenlong's goal for the remaining days was to reach level ten and then get his soul ring.

Because Xu Wenlong wasn't limited by his innate talent or soul power, his cultivation speed was easily the fastest in the class. But since he didn't want to expose it, he let it slide.

Still, after some time, others with high innate soul power or who were old enough and had sufficient soul power also went to get their soul rings.

But given Wind Sand Town's situation, it was mostly teachers or staff from higher-level academies taking students to hunt Ten-Year Soul Beasts for their rings.

After all, you couldn't expect teachers to go after Hundred-Year Soul Beasts they might not even be able to defeat themselves.

Time flew. A year later, Xu Wenlong finally reached level ten on the surface, ready to hunt a soul beast and graduate.