School Begins, Freshman Class Five

After all, Huo Yuhao might be under Tang San's watch. Shiyu had traveled back to Ten Thousand Years Ago and had some grievances with Tang San. If he happened to draw Tang San's attention, who knew what consequences it might cause.

Keeping less contact with Huo Yuhao was actually the safer choice for him.

Besides, interacting with Huo Yuhao did not seem likely to bring him any tremendous help. There was no need to force himself onto the protagonist; he could just let things take their course.

He would not grovel, but neither would he be overly rejecting or hostile.

People gradually entered, and the classroom was soon basically full.

With nothing better to do, Shiyu estimated the class size from the number of seats. There were between one hundred and ten and one hundred and twenty students.

If every seat was occupied, there would be one hundred and twenty people. If these were all the students, then there were one hundred and thirteen.

Four more students entered one after another. Then came their homeroom teacher, Shao Wentao.

He looked to be in his forties, with a crew cut and an ordinary appearance. His facial appearance made him seem like an honest sort.

As the homeroom teacher entered, everyone in the classroom sat up straighter and fell silent together, their gazes focused on Teacher Shao Wentao.

"Hello, students..." Shao Wentao introduced himself with as friendly a smile as possible. His tone was not stern, and he seemed easy to talk to and get along with.

"I'm very happy to be the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Five. I'm a fairly easygoing person, provided that you cooperate with my teaching."

"For students who are mischievous and refuse to cooperate with lessons, I usually impose punishments."

"What kind of punishment?" someone asked.

"I'll sting you with my Martial Soul. The severity of the punishment will vary according to the situation. I'll know my limits, so don't be too afraid." Shao Wentao smiled somewhat maliciously.

"Why do I feel like this teacher is the Smiling Tiger type?" Shiyu felt that the teacher did not look stern, but was probably extremely strict in reality.

Teachers like that were even scarier than those who appeared very stern on the surface.

"Then, Teacher, what is your Martial Soul?" Everyone was curious.

"Tickle Bee," Shao Wentao answered with a smile.

"Tickle Bee?" Most of the students looked baffled. They had never heard of such a Martial Soul.

"It's actually a Tickle Bee!" Those who knew sat up straighter, and the way they looked at Shao Wentao now carried a measure of awe and fear.

Even Dai Huabin was extremely wary. One sting from a Tickle Bee could itch someone to death.

"Brother, you know about the Tickle Bee?" Seeing the wary expression on his deskmate's face, Shiyu could not help asking.

He had never heard of this Martial Soul anyway. Its ability probably had something to do with itching.

The student seated beside him was Chubby, dressed extravagantly. His Family Conditions should have been quite good.

"After getting stung by a Tickle Bee, you'll suffer from Intense Itching for the next few days. Any part of your body might start itching from time to time, and you won't be able to stop yourself from scratching."

"It's fine if you're somewhere private, since scratching it can relieve the itch. But if it starts itching in a crowded place, that'll be awkward. Especially if somewhere inconvenient to scratch starts itching—you'll be miserable enough to want to die," Chubby quietly explained to Shiyu.

This kind of itching could be deadly, but Shao Wentao was their teacher, so he naturally would not actually itch them to death. Still, being tortured was probably unavoidable.

Shiyu unconsciously pressed his legs together. If it started itching down there and he had to scratch it, would that not be awkward enough to curl his toes?

"What a vicious punishment." Shiyu sat up straighter as well. He did not want to be punished like that.

He would rather have his palms struck a few times or be made to run laps than itch for several days.

The effects of the Tickle Bee quickly spread through the room. Before long, everyone knew about them and sat properly, looking like good students who would obediently listen.

Shao Wentao was quite satisfied with their attitude and began laying out some simple requirements for the students.

They were not excessive requirements, merely normal rules about classroom order. He also required everyone to take notes during Theory Class.

He would also regularly inspect each person's learning progress. There would be a test of theoretical knowledge every month, and the scores would be ranked.

The ten students at the bottom of the rankings would be punished with a sting from the Tickle Bee.

"Those are more or less my requirements. I hope all of you can cooperate and follow them. If you understand me, I won't make things difficult for you either."

"Next, I'll talk about some of my teaching plans for this semester..." Shao Wentao spent the first half of the lesson mainly discussing requirements and plans.

During the second half, he had the hundred-plus students give brief introductions. They had to state not only their names, but also their Martial Souls. Whether they revealed their Soul Power was up to each individual.

The first student on the left in the front row stood up to introduce himself first, followed by the student beside him. Once the first row had finished, they started again with the first student on the left in the second row.

"My name is Dai Huabin. My Martial Soul is the White Tiger, and I'm a Rank 29 Soul Grandmaster," Dai Huabin said loudly as he stood.

Nearly everyone in the class turned to look at him, most wearing surprised expressions. This person actually had Rank 29 Soul Power—would he not be able to break through to Soul Elder before long?

Among the dozens of students who had introduced themselves before him, the highest Soul Power had only been Rank 25.

Once Dai Huabin announced his Rank 29 Soul Power, he stood out tremendously. He was the highest-ranked person introduced so far, and perhaps the strongest in Soul Power in the entire class.

"His Martial Soul is also the White Tiger. Could he be from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion of the Star Luo Empire?" Chubby muttered beside Shiyu.

"Brother, you really do know quite a lot." Shiyu gave Chubby a surprised glance.

"My family hired Spirit Master teachers for me from a young age. Some taught me cultivation, while others taught me theoretical knowledge."

"I know something about all the powerful Martial Souls in the world. The White Tiger Martial Soul is one of them, and I also know the family behind it," Chubby said quietly, somewhat proud of himself.

Shiyu gave Chubby a thumbs-up, acknowledging his knowledge and judgment.

Dai Huabin rather enjoyed everyone's attention. It gave him a strong Sense of Superiority.

"My name is Zhu Lu. My Martial Soul is the Hell Spirit Cat, and I'm a Rank 26 Soul Grandmaster," the girl beside Dai Huabin said as she stood.

"The Hell Spirit Cat... Could she be from the Zhu Family of the Star Luo Empire?" Chubby showed a surprised expression.

Shiyu was not surprised. He had known their circumstances beforehand.

Shao Wentao gave Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu a few extra looks.

He had paid attention to the names Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu beforehand, but he simply had not known what the two of them looked like.

"My name is Shiyu. My Martial Soul is Space," Shiyu said as he stood to introduce himself. He did not reveal his Soul Power.

Other people revealed their Soul Power to show off their Sense of Superiority. If he revealed his, it would be a little ridiculous.

So far, no one had a Soul Power below Rank 20. His Rank 16 Soul Power was truly not something he could comfortably announce.

"So he's Shiyu." Many people turned their gazes toward him, looking him over from head to toe with considerable interest.

That surprised Shiyu. Was his Space Martial Soul really that eye-catching?

This was today's second chapter. New Book Sets Sail, and I hope everyone can add it to your favorites and cast some Recommendation Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Thank you very much.