I Avoid His Edge?

Fang Yang and Tang Wulin successfully enrolled at Eastsea Academy.

They were assigned to different classes. Fang Yang entered First Grade Class One, while Tang Wulin was assigned to First Grade Class Five.

Afterward, Fang Yang and Tang Wulin entered the dormitory building.

The door to Dorm 205 was open, indicating that someone was already inside.

There were two bunk beds in the dorm, enough for four people. Two rectangular tables, four chairs, two cabinets, and a ceiling light—that was everything in the room.

"Hello, we're new here. My name is Fang Yang, and he's Tang Wulin!"

After entering Dorm 205, Fang Yang cupped his hands toward the people inside and introduced himself.

"Newcomers, clean up the dorm first!"

The burly boy did not even raise his head as he pointed at the floor and ordered them.

Fang Yang frowned slightly, but his voice remained calm. "Oh? Say that again?"

The burly boy abruptly stood up and glared down at them. "I told you two to clean up for me!"

Tang Wulin said nothing.

Fang Yang merely chuckled, a glint of coldness flashing through his eyes. "Try barking like a dog again."

"Looks like I need to teach you some rules!" the burly boy shouted, white light blooming all over his body.

Martial Soul Possession! His body instantly expanded, and thick fur grew over his skin. It was the beast Martial Soul, the Great Strength Divine Ape.

At that moment, the dormitory door was suddenly kicked open.

A cold and arrogant youth dressed in black sportswear barged in. Without even looking, he kicked over Tang Wulin's luggage bag on the floor. "Move. Don't block the way!"

"You!"

Tang Wulin's anger instantly ignited. He was normally mild-tempered, but the other boy's rude behavior completely enraged him.

Tang Wulin lunged at him.

Seeing this, Fang Yang turned and crooked a finger at the burly boy, who had already completed his Martial Soul Possession. "Didn't you want to bark like a dog? Come on."

"Kid, you're courting death!" The burly boy roared as he swung a fist at him.

Fang Yang neither dodged nor retreated. He casually raised his fist to meet the attack.

The instant their fists collided, a bone-cracking sound that made teeth ache rang out.

"Ah!" The burly boy screamed and flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

His body shattered the window glass and fell heavily from the second floor onto the open ground outside the dormitory building, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Fang Yang shook his wrist and walked to the window, looking down at the groaning burly boy below. "Do you still dare bark like a dog?"

At the same time, the other fight in the dormitory had also been decided.

Tang Wulin threw the black-clothed youth out the window with an over-the-shoulder throw. He landed squarely on the burly boy, who had just got up.

The two were piled on top of each other, letting out miserable wails.

Fang Yang and Tang Wulin exchanged smiles.

"What's going on? Are you trying to tear down the dormitory?"

Just then, a deep, powerful voice came from outside.

Ten minutes later, the Dean's Office of Eastsea Academy's Intermediate Department.

Director Long Hengxu coldly stared at the four boys before him, his gloomy face seeming as though it could drip water.

"So, you two were the ones who started it?" His voice was as cold as ice.

Fang Yang, Tang Wulin, Zhou Changxi, and the cold and arrogant youth stood in a row.

Cold light flickered in the arrogant youth's eyes. His sharp gaze drifted toward Tang Wulin from time to time, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

At that moment, both the arrogant youth and Zhou Changxi had bandages wrapped around their arms, covering the abrasions they had suffered from falling off the second floor.

Fortunately, both were Soul Masters. Their physiques far surpassed those of ordinary people, so their injuries were not serious.

Zhou Changxi lowered his head, a trace of fear flashing through his eyes. He did not dare look at Fang Yang.

He clearly remembered what had just happened: Fang Yang had not released any Soul Power, yet a single punch driven purely by physical strength had sent him, a Great Strength Divine Ape Martial Soul wielder known for his strength, flying.

That pure physical strength had made him feel genuine fear for the first time.

Zhou Changxi knew an old saying: "Those who recognize the times are heroes."

Director Long Hengxu's voice pulled him back to reality. "Zhou Changxi, with the quality of your Martial Soul, you could have entered Class Three. But on the first day of school, you bullied your classmates. Your character is truly worrying. From now on, you'll remain in Class Five forever!"

Then Director Long Hengxu shifted his gaze to the cold and arrogant youth. "Xie Xie, you too. Fighting on your first day of school? You deserved that beating! Class Five is where you belong."

His gaze turned toward Tang Wulin. "You too. Go to Class Five."

Finally, Director Long Hengxu's gaze fell on Fang Yang as he said meaningfully, "As for you... with the quality of your Martial Soul and your strength, entering Class One would have been more than easy. Since you like fighting so much, you'll stay in Class Five from now on as well."

He added, "Also, you must compensate for damaging public property. The window repair costs will be split among the four of you."

Without waiting for them to respond, Director Long Hengxu waved them away, as though even one more glance at them annoyed him.

And so, the four boys who had originally been in different classes became classmates through a strange twist of fate.

Once the sound of their footsteps faded away, Director Long Hengxu's stern expression suddenly disappeared.

It was replaced by a look of triumph, as though his scheme had succeeded.

"Not bad. Sending a genius like Fang Yang to the worst Class Five will definitely put more pressure on the students in the other classes and keep them from becoming too lazy!"

"Besides, although that kid Wu Changkong is a little aloof and rather annoying, I have to admit that he did come from Shrek Academy. His teaching ability is still very strong."

"Let's see what kind of sparks these troublesome students can create under him!"

Inside Dorm 205.

The four boys stayed in their own corners, and the entire dormitory was frighteningly quiet.

Fang Yang looked around at the others and was the first to break the silence.

He flashed a hearty smile. "As the saying goes, no friendship without a fight. We don't have any deep grudges, so how about we go to the cafeteria for a meal together?"

Tang Wulin's eyes immediately lit up. He nodded eagerly. "Sure, sure! I'm hungry anyway."

After a moment, Zhou Changxi scratched his head and spoke somewhat awkwardly. "Um... Fang Yang, I was too impulsive earlier. Sorry."

He paused, then added, "I promise I won't act like that again."

Xie Xie also turned to Tang Wulin and said sincerely, "I was in the wrong today. I apologize."

Tang Wulin hurriedly waved his hands. "It's fine, it's fine. I did some things wrong too."

Seeing that they had all let go of their grudges, Fang Yang clapped his hands with a smile. "Then it's settled! Our dorm's first meal together is on me!"

"Really? Fang Yang, then I'm ordering a few extra dishes!" Tang Wulin said excitedly.

"Hey, Wulin, don't eat me into poverty!" Fang Yang covered his pocket in exaggerated alarm, drawing a burst of laughter from everyone.