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Class Monitor Selection Competition (Seeking Investment! Seeking Monthly Tickets! Seeking Recommendation Tickets!) By the time he left the Mecha Association, it was already afternoon.

Jing Shaoyu pondered for a moment and decided to return to the academy first.

When he returned to the academy dormitory, Jing Shaoyu was surprised to find that his roommates had changed. More precisely, Wei Dayong and Duan Xiaopeng were gone, replaced by Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi.

"What's this?" Jing Shaoyu asked in confusion, somewhat unable to make heads or tails of it.

"Hello, Jing Shaoyu." When Zhang Yangzi saw him return, he greeted him politely before explaining, "Teacher Ye said that the four of us are all Soul Grandmasters, so living together would make it easier to exchange cultivation experience. That's why she had Jinxi and me move into this dorm."

"I see." Jing Shaoyu could not help feeling a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do about Ye Yingluo's decision. He could only ask, "Then where did Wei Dayong and Duan Xiaopeng go?"

"Them? They moved into our old dorm," Wang Jinxi said sleepily as he lay on his bed. "It's next door, Room 302. Ahh... I can't take it anymore. I need a nap. Yangzi, wake me when it's time for dinner!"

After saying that, Wang Jinxi flopped down and fell asleep.

"Okay." Zhang Yangzi nodded.

After hearing Wang Jinxi's explanation, Jing Shaoyu was somewhat relieved, but he still chose to take a look next door.

"Jing Shao! You're back!" When Wei Dayong and Duan Xiaopeng saw Jing Shaoyu, they happily came up to greet him. Judging from their reactions, they did not seem dissatisfied or upset by Ye Yingluo's arrangement.

"Mm." Jing Shaoyu nodded with a smile. "I only found out you'd changed dorms after I came back."

"Ah, what a shame," Duan Xiaopeng sighed. "Big Guy and I thought we'd be roommates with you forever, Jing Shao. But after school this morning, Teacher Ye called us over and had us switch dorms with Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi."

"Mm-hmm!" Wei Dayong nodded as well, agreeing with Duan Xiaopeng.

The next day, in Class One's classroom.

"Xiaoyan, why did your family call you home?" Jing Shaoyu asked Xu Xiaoyan, who was sitting beside him.

"It was nothing. They just missed me, that's all." Xu Xiaoyan blushed prettily at his question, then answered with flickering eyes.

"Oh, so Xiaoyan must be very spoiled at home," Jing Shaoyu said with a teasing smile. "You'd only been away for one day, and your family already missed you terribly. How nice."

"What's nice about it? It annoys me to death!" Xu Xiaoyan muttered softly, her tone carrying a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha!" Jing Shaoyu wanted to say something else, but Ye Yingluo had already entered the classroom.

"Good morning, students." Ye Yingluo walked onto the podium with a serious expression. Her gaze swept around the room as she said, "Now, we will select a class monitor. Everyone, go to the Intermediate Department's training field. We will choose the class monitor through combat."

Upon hearing Ye Yingluo's words, the students rose one after another, preparing to leave the classroom.

"Teacher, I have a question!" At that moment, Wei Xiaofeng suddenly raised his hand and shouted, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"Speak." Ye Yingluo looked at Wei Xiaofeng in confusion.

"Teacher, do Healer Soul Masters have to participate too? I don't think that's fair!" Wei Xiaofeng asked, wearing a righteous expression.

Everyone froze for a moment, then unanimously looked toward Jing Shaoyu, because he was the only Healer Soul Master in Class One.

Jing Shaoyu did not care in the slightest. The smile on his face remained unchanged as he quietly watched Wei Xiaofeng. This guy really was asking for a beating!

"There's nothing unfair about it!" Ye Yingluo replied coldly. "Healer Soul Masters are Soul Masters too. As long as you're a Soul Master, you must master the ability to protect yourself! Enemies won't spare you just because you're a Healer Soul Master!"

As she said this, she deliberately glanced at Jing Shaoyu. She thought Wei Xiaofeng was genuinely speaking up for him, and that Jing Shaoyu might be dissatisfied. Yet, to her surprise, not only did Jing Shaoyu show no displeasure, he actually looked eager to give it a try! This left Ye Yingluo rather puzzled.

"Understood, Teacher!" After receiving Ye Yingluo's answer, Wei Xiaofeng immediately responded loudly. As he looked at Jing Shaoyu, a trace of smugness flashed through his eyes.

Jing Shaoyu chose to ignore him.

"Enough. Follow me to the training field and line up!" Ye Yingluo once again put on a cold expression and called out to all the cadets.

The cadets left the classroom one after another and, under Ye Yingluo's lead, arrived at Eastsea Academy's training field.

Ye Yingluo divided the sixteen cadets into eight groups. The winner of each group would advance to the next round, while the loser would be eliminated. The rules were simple and clear.

The matches began quickly. Zhang Yangzi and a girl named Luo Wei were the first pair to take the field. With Zhang Yangzi's strength, he easily defeated Luo Wei, who only had sixteen levels of Soul Power, and advanced to the next round.

Jing Shaoyu was in the second group. Whether Ye Yingluo had done it deliberately or not, his opponent was actually Wang Jinxi, an Assault Type Soul Grandmaster.

Jing Shaoyu and Wang Jinxi walked to the center of the field.

"Go, Little Yu Brother!" Xu Xiaoyan called out sweetly.

"Go, Jing Shaoyu!" Seeing this, the other girls also began cheering for Jing Shaoyu. The sight made the boys of Class One especially envious, and they could not help feeling a little resentful toward him. What was the use of being handsome? This world ultimately valued strength!

"Prepare!" Ye Yingluo called out.

At Ye Yingluo's command, both Jing Shaoyu and Wang Jinxi released their Martial Souls.

Two yellow Soul Rings rose beneath Wang Jinxi's feet, and his lean body suddenly swelled. His already prominent bones grew even larger, making him look like an oversized skeletal model. A faint black aura emanated from his body—the gathering of dark elements. Wang Jinxi was quite satisfied with his appearance after Martial Soul Possession. In his view, this was what a man should look like.

However, no one cared about him. Everyone's attention was drawn to Jing Shaoyu.

Jing Shaoyu released his Martial Soul. His short black hair became long emerald-green hair, while an Emerald Ring appeared behind his head, set with two pure white gemstones. A pair of pristine white wings grew from his back, filling him with a holy aura. A purple flowing-cloud mark appeared on his forehead, his eyes turned as azure as the sky, and his entire bearing became noble and elegant. He exuded a natural, easygoing air that made it impossible for others to harbor ill will toward him.

While the girls were still immersed in Jing Shaoyu's peerless beauty after his Martial Soul Possession, the boys had already been stunned by his Soul Rings. Two purple Soul Rings flickered behind him, their violet radiance utterly captivating.

"H-How is that possible?" Wei Xiaofeng cried out in disbelief.

Those were Thousand-Year Soul Rings! How could Jing Shaoyu possibly withstand Thousand-Year Soul Rings? Was this the gap between a genius and a monster? A deep sense of defeat rose in Wei Xiaofeng's heart, and he immediately gave Jing Shaoyu a new title: monster.

He himself was already a genius. If someone was even more talented than him, what else could they be but a monster? "Hehe!" When Ye Yingluo saw Jing Shaoyu's two purple Soul Rings, her eyes immediately lit up and a hint of excitement appeared on her face. Thinking of a certain Class Five homeroom teacher, she felt a burst of satisfaction.

"Y-You... how did you do that?" Wang Jinxi saw Jing Shaoyu's two purple Soul Rings as well and asked in shock. How could he not be shocked? Even with such a powerful Martial Soul as his Bone Dragon King, he had been unable to support a Thousand-Year Soul Ring at the Soul Grandmaster realm. How had this guy, whose Martial Soul looked so weak, managed to bear Thousand-Year Soul Rings? He truly could not understand it.

"Begin!" Ye Yingluo reined in her emotions slightly and spoke.

"Fine, so what if you have a Thousand-Year Soul Ring? You're still just a Healer Soul Master!" Wang Jinxi shouted, forcing down the shock in his heart. He strode toward Jing Shaoyu, black flames seeming to dance in his eyes.

His right arm rapidly swelled, and his right hand changed from five fingers to four. Yet each finger was exceptionally thick, its nail as black as ink, like a ghost lurking in the night. Carrying a terrifying aura, Wang Jinxi lunged at Jing Shaoyu.

This was Wang Jinxi's First Soul Skill, Bone Dragon Claw.

Facing Wang Jinxi's attack, Jing Shaoyu calmly raised a hand. Light Green Light scattered across the field, and then the wild Blue Silver Grass on the training ground began growing frantically, as though pumped full of stimulants.

Yes, Blue Silver Grass. The lawn of Eastsea Academy's Intermediate Department training ground was a genuine Blue Silver Grass lawn. For Jing Shaoyu, that counted as a modest advantage.

Countless wildly growing blades of Blue Silver Grass instantly filled the gap between Wang Jinxi and Jing Shaoyu. In the blink of an eye, the nimble grass had wrapped around Wang Jinxi's legs and bound them tight.

Seeing this, Wang Jinxi's lips curled with disdain. The Second Soul Ring behind him flashed, and the vines binding his legs quickly fell away, as though they had been wrapped around thin air. Looking again at his legs, they were actually gleaming with an illusory light! The new book is still a young sapling and urgently needs care! Seeking Investment, Seeking Monthly Ticket, Seeking Recommendation Ticket! My thanks to all you generous readers!