Whether in his past life or this one, today more or less counted as the first day of school.
I just wonder what the academy teaches.
Xu Wenlong thought that a school aimed at six- or seven-year-old brats could at most be considered an elementary school.
Because of Martial Souls, it would probably teach knowledge related to Martial Souls and perhaps some reading and writing.
It was probably like Fire Shadow. At the start of the story, Naruto's class spent several years learning the most basic chakra extraction. Every year, they learned a little history, then the teacher led them in training. The students fought one another while the teacher gave critiques. In the final year, they only needed to pass the graduation exam by performing the simplest Three Body Techniques.
According to the original story, it was more or less the same. For work-study students like Xu Wenlong, the academy assigned tasks within their capabilities and provided their most basic living needs.
Every day, they taught the history of the Heaven Dou Empire to build a sense of belonging and honor, then had them train and spar.
Once the students were old enough or their Soul Power Level was high enough, there was no need for an examination. As long as they had become Soul Masters and possessed Soul Rings, they could graduate smoothly.
If they wanted to continue their studies after graduating, they could go to an intermediate academy or an even more advanced one. The prerequisite was being young, having high Soul Power, and possessing a good Martial Soul—in other words, having good talent. Only then would higher-level academies be willing to admit them.
After waiting for a while, Xu Wenlong entered the classroom. There was not much to say about it. A classroom as large as one in middle school was packed with dozens of little kids, while a middle-aged woman stood on the platform. She was presumably their teacher.
"My name is Liu Yunxia, and I will be your teacher for the next few years. Starting with the first person in the first row, introduce yourselves one by one!"
As Liu Yunxia spoke, the students began introducing themselves.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Zhang San. My Martial Soul is a thick book, and my Soul Power is Rank One!"
"Hello, everyone. I'm Wang Wu. My Martial Soul is a big hoe, and my Soul Power is Rank One!"
"Hello, everyone. My name is 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 fair, pure flower. A happy smile spread across his lips as well.
"My name is Xu Wenlong. My Martial Soul is a Martial Soul Locust, and my Soul Power is Rank One!"
Xu Wenlong stood and spoke as well, but he did not attract anyone's attention.
"Alright, today is your first class. I'll begin by explaining the classifications of Martial Souls!"
"As everyone knows, Martial Souls can generally be divided into two categories: Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls!"
As everyone knew, listening to a teacher lecture in class was when one felt the sleepiest.
Still, Xu Wenlong absorbed a little of it, because—
The classification system on Douluo Continent was simply ridiculous.
Martial Souls on Douluo Continent were divided into two types: Beast Martial Souls and Tool Martial Souls.
It looked as clear-cut as male and female, didn't it? But one had to know that Douluo Continent had all kinds of bizarre Martial Souls.
Those that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, or swam in the water were more or less Beast Martial Souls, but what category did plants belong to?
So how exactly were they classified?
Xu Wenlong discovered the best method of classification: if a Martial Soul could undergo Martial Soul Possession, then it was a Beast Martial Soul.
If a Martial Soul could not undergo Martial Soul Possession, then it was a Tool Martial Soul. What a simple classification trick—truly straightforward and easy to understand.
Therefore, 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 assume a Martial Soul Avatar, so it could be called a Beast Martial Soul.
The day of classes passed in a muddle. That night, when Xu Wenlong returned to the dormitory, he realized that those sharing a room with him were basically all from the same class.
Then Xu Wenlong spotted Zhen Jianwu at once, the one who had kept his Martial Soul manifested on his bedside.
"Hello, I'm Zhen Jianwu. I remember we're in the same class. You seem to be called Xu Wenlong, right? Let's be friends from now on!"
The slight smile on Zhen Jianwu's face made Xu Wenlong's facial muscles twitch involuntarily, as though it had triggered his Ume and Smile PTSD.
"Mm."
Xu Wenlong nodded and reached back. Just like that, the two children clasped hands.
That night, Xu Wenlong slept more comfortably than he ever had since arriving on Douluo Continent.
And so, his plain and unadorned life began.
Because leaving Wind Sand Town's Junior Soul Master Academy required obtaining at least one Soul Ring, Xu Wenlong's goal for the days ahead was to reach Rank Ten and obtain a Soul Ring.
Since Xu Wenlong would not be limited by his innate talent or Soul Power, his cultivation speed could be said to be the fastest in the entire class. However, because he did not want to expose himself, nothing came of it.
After some time, however, students with high Innate Soul Power, as well as older students whose Soul Power had reached the required level, also went to obtain Soul Rings.
But given Wind Sand Town's circumstances, teachers or administrators from higher-level academies generally led students out to hunt Ten-Year Soul Beasts for their Soul Rings.
After all, one could not expect the teachers to fight Hundred-Year Soul Beasts that they might not even be able to defeat themselves.
Time flew by, and a year later, Xu Wenlong finally reached Rank Ten on the surface. He could now hunt for a Soul Ring and graduate.