Youngest Sacred Class Student

"Ugh..."

In the end, Hu Liena let out a sigh. Now that things had come to this, any further worry was unnecessary.

Her thoughts returned to the present.

Lu Leng was not a weak person. The moment he heard the mocking laughter in the classroom, he immediately shot back, "You people really look down on others."

His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"What did you say?" The blond man sprang to his feet. "Say that again if you've got the guts!"

"I said, you really look down on others!" Lu Leng enunciated every word clearly as he stared at him.

"Where did this brat come from? You don't know what's good for you."

"A newborn calf isn't afraid of tigers. Kid, I advise you to apologize right now, or don't blame me for not warning you later."

"Little brother, your courage is admirable, but big sister has to tell you that at Spirit Academy, strength speaks for itself."

"..."

Before the blond man could even say anything, the others had already begun chiming in one after another, as though they were putting on a show.

"You don't need to play the good guys here. I, Lu Leng, mean what I say. I said you look down on others, so what?" Lu Leng said bluntly, his aura rising.

"Good guy, he offended everyone at once." Yan sat in the corner, shaking his head inwardly.

The blond man also lost his temper. With a frosty expression, he said, "Kid, since you like courting death, I don't mind granting your wish."

With that, he prepared to make a move.

Lu Leng showed no fear at all. Soul Power circulated through his hands as he readied himself.

"Stop!"

Just as the tension reached its peak, the beautiful teacher at the podium finally spoke.

Her words seemed to carry great authority. The blond man immediately sat back down without any pretense.

Seeing this, Lu Leng also withdrew his Soul Power.

"The classroom is for studying, not fighting. Don't say I didn't warn you—anyone who breaks this rule will be expelled from Sacred Class!" the beautiful teacher said again, her voice as cold as her demeanor.

Then, she turned her gaze toward Lu Leng. "You said your name is Lu Leng?"

"Yes."

The beautiful teacher searched her memories. She seemed to recall Sols mentioning that a new student would be arriving today, but she had not expected him to be so young. A trace of surprise appeared on her face, but it quickly vanished. "My name is Mimis. I am your homeroom teacher. I hope you study diligently and do not disappoint your family's expectations."

Mimis had already categorized him as someone who had entered through connections.

"Thank you, Teacher." Lu Leng nodded indifferently. "Where should I sit?"

Mimis raised her head and looked around the classroom.

"Wait, Teacher, are you saying this kid is a student of our Sacred Class?" At that moment, another voice rang out.

"Yes." Mimis nodded.

"No way, he's a student of our Sacred Class? How old is he?" Cries of surprise immediately rose throughout the classroom.

"Such a little guy—could he have gotten in through connections?"

"Exactly. The youngest person in our Sacred Class is already ten."

"Hey, kid, how old are you?"

"Six and a half." Lu Leng answered. He loved seeing these country bumpkins stare in shock.

Sure enough, the moment they heard his answer, everyone was speechless again.

"Six?"

"Since when could six-year-olds enter Sacred Class?"

"This guy definitely got in through connections!"

"..."

Mimis could not help frowning. "Quiet!"

The classroom instantly fell silent.

Lu Leng was surprised inwardly. It seemed Mimis was not merely beautiful. To make these spoiled geniuses obediently listen to her, she must have had something special about her.

"Lu Leng, sit beside Hu Liena."

"Alright, Teacher."

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Mimis began the day's lesson after Lu Leng sat down. "Alright, class officially begins. Today, we will be discussing group tactics... blah blah blah..."

As Lu Leng listened to the lesson, he roughly counted the students. There were not many people in Sacred Class. Including himself, there were only twenty-three.

Yet these twenty-three were the elites of the entire Spirit Academy.

And every one of them would become a stepping stone on his path to becoming the Holy Son.

Time passed quickly during the lesson. When the bell rang, Lu Leng was startled. He had been completely absorbed in the lecture and had not expected class to end so soon. It had to be said that Teacher Mimis taught extremely well. Her lessons were vivid and interesting, using many examples to convey the essence of each key point, allowing people to absorb the material quickly and benefit greatly.

No wonder everyone listened to her. She truly had some skill.

"Hey, kid, you're pretty arrogant." The blond man approached him the moment class ended.

"The arrogant one is the one picking a fight." Lu Leng replied without even turning his head.

"Kid, which elder are you descended from?"

"What does that have to do with you?" Lu Leng did not want to waste time on such small fry. He stood up, preparing to leave.

But while he wanted to leave, the other party was unwilling to let him. The blond man stretched out a hand to stop Lu Leng. "King of trash talk, you think you can run after showing off?"

"What do you want? I remember fighting isn't allowed in this classroom." Lu Leng said this not because he feared fighting in the classroom, but because he feared being expelled from Sacred Class. Being expelled from Sacred Class meant losing his position as the Holy Son.

"Of course. No one would fight in Sacred Class. If you've got the guts, meet me at the arena right now!" With that, the blond man turned and left.

"I'll be waiting for you! Don't chicken out!"

As he walked out the door, the blond man pointed two fingers at his own eyes, then pointed them at Lu Leng.

Chicken out? Was Lu Leng the kind of person who would chicken out?

Obviously.

Yeah, right...

"This Protagonist's Aura of mine is meant for moments like this. Why would I chicken out? Besides, with such a perfect chance to show off, why would I chicken out?" Lu Leng only wanted to sneer. He had originally been wondering how to establish his authority in Spirit Academy.

But now that he thought about it, there was no need to worry at all. With the Protagonist's Aura around, people would naturally come looking for him.

"Are you really going?" Just as Lu Leng took a step forward, Hu Liena came to his side and asked.

"What else would I do?" Lu Leng asked in return. "He's practically stomping all over my face. Should I smile and apologize to him? Besides, if I don't go, wouldn't I be disgracing Teacher?"

"Do you even know who he is, and you still dare to go?" At that moment, Yan and Xie Yue also came over.

"Who?"

"He's Demon Bear Douluo's grandson, Xiong Rige. He's fifteen years old, has level thirty-five Soul Power, and ranks fifty-ninth on Spirit Academy's strength rankings. His rank is even higher than Xie Yue's current ranking!"

"Is he that strong?" Lu Leng asked.

At fifteen, he was only level thirty-five, making him slightly worse than Dai Mubai. As for his ranking, although it was higher than Xie Yue's current rank, Xie Yue was only twelve. Even at the ordinary pace of gaining three levels a year, Xie Yue would reach level forty by fifteen. He would leave Xiong Rige far behind.

"Uh..."

The moment Lu Leng asked that question, all three of them fell silent.

That was right. Was he that strong?