Starting School by Shocking You All

Ordinary classes were just as their name suggested, offering only standard cultural education. Soul Master classes, on the other hand, taught students with Soul Power how to become Soul Masters, along with the necessary knowledge.

However, compared to previous years, there were not many students in this year's Soul Master class. Not many children had awakened Martial Souls or possessed Innate Soul Power, especially in a small city like this.

Before they even reached the reception desk, they encountered a chubby little boy who looked...

He looks really strange, Wu Yang Jin thought.

"Hey, what's your Martial Soul?"

Tang Wu Lin stopped walking when he was asked, but Wu Yang Jin could clearly sense his disdain and his desire not to linger.

"It's Blue Silver Grass, the same as the ancestor who founded the Tang Sect." As he spoke, Tang Wu Lin flipped his right hand over. Blue light surged from his palm, and stalks of Blue Silver Grass sprouted from it.

"Tch, isn't it just some lousy grass?"

"What about you? What gives you the right to say that about me?"

The chubby boy snorted and waved his right hand. A short blade appeared in his grasp.

"See that? My Martial Soul is a blade. If I can cultivate to become a Titled Douluo in the future, I'll call myself the Blade God Douluo! My Innate Soul Power is even Rank Five. Can you compare to that?"

As he spoke, Tang Wu Lin became a little dejected again. Still, he told himself that he had to work hard and could not let everyone down.

"Hey, you over there! What's your Martial Soul?"

Thinking that even some lousy grass dared to come here, the boy then turned toward Wu Yang Jin, ready to mock him just as he had before.

"Go away, Wulin. Let's go. We'll be late."

With that, Wu Yang Jin ignored the boy and left. Tang Wu Lin was a little stunned, because he could clearly feel the coldness and faint anger radiating from Wu Yang Jin.

It was not that he was short-tempered. He just found people like this, who looked down on others and thought too highly of themselves, extremely unpleasant.

Besides, whether someone was useless or not was none of his business...

"Huh? Hey, I'm talking to you! Give me—"

"What... did... you say?"

Wu Yang Jin suddenly turned around. His icy gaze fixed on the other boy, who was just a little brat himself. Before he could even get angry, he froze.

That look carried anger and coldness.

The chubby boy immediately began to tremble, feeling an unexpected chill.

"Y-you..."

"What? Trembling so hard you can't speak? Let me tell you, don't look down on people for no reason. Who do you think you are? Everyone is the same. Don't act like you're better than everyone else. Let's go!"

With that, Wu Yang Jin grabbed Tang Wu Lin and left without looking back. Tang Wu Lin followed in a daze, but with a hint of envy.

Oh, right, they had forgotten about the chubby boy. He stood there dumbfounded for a while, trembling before he finally staggered away.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the reception desk. Seeing a woman there, they stepped forward to ask.

"Um..."

Hearing them, the female teacher turned to look at the two children.

"Hmm? Little ones, are you in the Soul Master class?"

"Yes, Auntie... no, Sister!"

Wu Yang Jin had originally intended to call her Auntie, but upon sensing that inexplicable gaze and emotion, he instantly changed his words.

"Mm, such good children. You two are quite adorable, but you should call me Teacher from now on."

The woman stroked Wu Yang Jin's and Tang Wu Lin's heads as she spoke.

"Eh? Teacher?" Tang Wu Lin asked.

"That's right. My name is Lin Xi Meng, and I'm the teacher of your Soul Master class. Come, I'll take you there."

As she spoke, she led Wu Yang Jin and Tang Wu Lin toward the classroom. The two children were simply too adorable, making her sigh inwardly over why she had never adopted one herself.

When they arrived at the classroom, it was bustling with noise. However, everyone soon took their seats, beginning a new day.

"Hello, children. I'm your Homeroom Teacher from now on, Lin Xi Meng. Over the next three years, I'll teach you the fundamental knowledge related to Soul Masters. Now, introduce yourselves. Tell everyone your name, Martial Soul, and Innate Soul Power rank. Let everyone get acquainted."

There were only sixteen students, so the introductions went quickly.

When it came to the final two, Tang Wu Lin and Wu Yang Jin, Lin Xi Meng could not help but be startled when she heard Tang Wu Lin introduce his Martial Soul as Blue Silver Grass.

The other students immediately burst into laughter. Even Lin Xi Meng could not help smiling, though no one noticed.

Tang Wu Lin's face turned bright red, as though a ball of fire and shame were trapped in his heart.

Seeing this, Wu Yang Jin felt helpless.

Even he could not really help Tang Wu Lin right now. Besides, many people would probably be focusing on him now, and he had his own problems to deal with.

But when it came to Tang Wu Lin, Wu Yang Jin could not exactly beat everyone up and tell them not to talk nonsense.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to be Blue Silver Grass... Hahaha, and you really think it can evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor... Ha..."

"Oh? Is that so? Then what's your Martial Soul? Do you think yours is all that great? And the rest of you mocking Wulin?"

"Y-you... what do you mean? Blue Silver Grass is obviously—"

"Obviously what? Obviously what? Do you ever get tired of saying 'obviously' all day?"

"What kind of ability is that?" the boy continued.

"What are your Martial Souls? A whip? And the rest of you mocking Wulin? An iron rod, a gorilla... At least Wulin's Blue Silver Grass can resist poison, is highly flexible, can be used for defense, and looks nice..."

That left everyone dumbfounded. For children this young, they really could not come up with a rebuttal.

"And what about your Martial Souls? Do they have any of those traits? Every Martial Soul has its own purpose. So what if it's Blue Silver Grass? Even if we don't talk about evolving into the Blue Silver Emperor, what about before that? Didn't Ancestor Tang San also start out using Blue Silver Grass? Did he use a whip or an iron rod?"

Though he had offended quite a few people by saying that, and perhaps it was a little rude, at least he was right. Besides, why was it acceptable for them to mock someone, but not for him to speak up?

Seeing how things had turned out, Lin Xi Meng had not expected this. But children were children, and none of them were fools. They could all understand what Wu Yang Jin meant.

Still, that boy was somewhat unhappy, so...

"After all that, then... then what's your Martial Soul? It's your turn too. If you've got the nerve, show us."

"Oh? You said it. Don't blame me, then."

As he spoke, Wu Yang Jin released his Martial Soul. In an instant, the entire classroom turned cold, though no frost formed.

Strangely, only Tang Wu Lin and Lin Xi Meng did not feel cold. Both of them found that very strange.

The instant his Martial Soul was released, his eyes turned icy blue-white, and the noble, beautiful Snow Empress appeared as well, though her features could not be seen clearly.

"Th-this is so cold!"

The child who had started the trouble spoke up, never expecting that he had provoked someone like this.

Tang Wu Lin looked gratefully at Wu Yang Jin, who gestured with his hand to show that it was nothing.

As for Lin Xi Meng, she had laughed at certain children before as well. Perhaps she truly had a problem there.

But this was something commonplace, and she understood it. As a teacher, she should have stopped such a farce.

Still, if they could resolve it in their own way, it was not wrong to wait a little. Fortunately, although it was cold now, everyone had accepted the outcome.

In truth, even Lin Xi Meng herself was convinced. She had not expected Wu Yang Jin to be this kind of child. As for Tang Wu Lin, her opinion of him had changed somewhat as well.