Within the Virtual Illusion, quite a few visiting students—
When they saw someone fall, they did not help them up, instead keeping aloof from anything that did not concern them.
When they saw Soul Masters fighting in the streets and harming innocent bystanders, they did not try to stop them. They simply watched the spectacle, and some even shoved aside pedestrians running toward them.
When someone asked them for help, they ignored them, or even found them annoying and kicked them away...
These visiting students with such dispositions had surely learned about Nuoding Academy, the Red Assembly, and the Worker-Peasant Council. They knew it was an assessment, yet could not even be bothered to put on an act.
Zhou Qing and the others could not be bothered to give them extra lessons, so they naturally eliminated them directly and denied them admission.
"I refuse to accept this!"
"I'm already a Soul Grandmaster! Above level twenty-five!"
"Why am I being eliminated?"
"That person is only level eleven. Why was he admitted?"
"There's favoritism!"
"..."
Seeing them make a racket and attempt to follow Li Daniu's example by joining together in protest, Zhou Qing smiled faintly. His cool voice exploded beside their ears. "Soul Master, in my view, lies in the word 'master.'"
"A master is one who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts," Tang San continued. "At the very least, one should serve as an example to others. You have no sense of chivalry, not even the slightest intention of helping others. If you merely looked after yourselves, that would barely pass, but you even kicked people when they were down. Naturally, you do not qualify."
Xiao Wu was even fiercer. She sprang up from her chair, planted one leg on the table, and shouted, "Don't think Soul Grand Masters