Finals Begin

Jiang Yuheng and the other three turned around at the same time and saw three students in freshman uniforms walking toward them.

Standing in the middle was none other than Huo Yuhao's enemy, Dai Huabin, who was bound to lose his composure this afternoon. The one speaking was a black-haired girl to his left.

Her eyes were quite unusual. The left was light blue, while the right was pale yellow. As she looked at them, her pupils even narrowed slightly into vertical slits.

Sharp-eyed Jiang Yuheng immediately recognized them as vertical pupils found only in feline Martial Souls.

Dai Huabin wore a cold expression and said nothing. He merely swept his arrogant gaze over Jiang Yuheng's group before striding into the cafeteria with his head held high.

The black-haired girl gave a disdainful snort. Beside her was another girl with long pink hair. When she saw Jiang Yuheng, she gave him a seductive smile. She was very beautiful, and her smile seemed capable of bewitching people.

"Handsome young man, do you have a Girlfriend?" The pink-haired girl quietly moved closer and asked in a voice full of temptation.

Jiang Yuheng was genuinely handsome, especially with that distant aura that kept others at arm's length. It made girls just beginning to understand love overwhelmingly curious, unable to resist wanting to find out more about him.

"You..."

"What does whether he has a Girlfriend have to do with you? Get lost!" Wang Dong snapped coldly.

Her powerful presence frightened the pink-haired girl so badly that she did not dare retort at all, something even she herself had not expected.

In terms of Soul Power, there was not much difference between them. Logically speaking, Wang Dong should not have been able to suppress her like this.

"You!"

"What are you staring at? Get lost before I make a move!" Wang Dong issued her final warning in a cold voice.

At the same time, her Light Goddess Butterfly appeared behind her, and two Spirit Rings slowly descended.

Clearly, she was not joking.

The pink-haired girl clenched her fists, but in the end, she only stomped her foot furiously before turning around and entering the cafeteria.

Only after she had left did Jiang Yuheng dare make the slightest sound. "Wang Dong..."

"Go away. I can't be bothered with you." Wang Dong shot him a glare.

Jiang Yuheng nodded sharply, immediately placing a hand over his mouth and making a zipping motion. He looked as obedient as a little fox begging to be praised.

Huo Yuhao and Xiao Xiao instinctively covered their mouths. Oh my god, even their arguments were so easy to ship!

"Xiao Xiao, tell me, if they really get together, will Brother Yuheng become henpecked?"

"Dummy Yuhao, it's not a matter of whether he will. He definitely will!"

The Assessment Area was quiet. Though it was time for the Freshman Assessment Finals, the academy had specifically arranged for the matches never to be open for public viewing, in order to protect the privacy of the students' abilities.

Of course, the absence of students did not mean there were few spectators. Nearly every Outer Court teacher without classes had gathered in the Assessment Area. Shrek Academy's Dean, Yan Shaozhe, arrived at the elevated platform accompanied by Du Weilun and a group of teachers.

Dean Yan Shaozhe had personally come to watch because this year's freshmen were exceptionally strong. Generally speaking, even Shrek Academy students needed to reach around their third year to attain the cultivation of a Three-Ring Spirit Elder, which was also a necessary condition for advancing to the fourth year.

Yet among this year's freshmen, three Three-Ring Spirit Elders had appeared. Such strength had practically secured them places in the Inner Court.

What surprised him even more was that one team of Soul Grandmasters among this year's freshmen had completely overwhelmed two teams led by Spirit Elders.

Such students could no longer be described merely as geniuses. Yan Shaozhe was very curious—just how strong was Jiang Yuheng?

"Weilun, which team do you favor in today's match?" Yan Shaozhe asked with a smile.

Du Weilun pondered for a moment before replying, "Judging by Soul Power alone, Dai Huabin's team is undoubtedly the strongest. But Jiang Yuheng has never released his Martial Soul or used any Soul Skills from beginning to end. Based on his performance, he should possess the strength to defeat a Soul Elder."

"So, you favor Jiang Yuheng's group?" Yan Shaozhe asked.

Du Weilun shook his head. "I'm hesitant. After all, Dai Huabin's side has a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. I can't say for certain."

"What's so uncertain about it? I think Jiang Yuheng will definitely win!" At that moment, a booming voice suddenly rang out.

Yan Shaozhe did not turn around, but a faint smile had already appeared on his face. "Qian Duoduo, why has a fellow reeking of money like you come here too?"

Du Weilun hurriedly turned around, surprised by the arrival of the Soul Engineering Department's Vice Dean. He quickly bowed and greeted him. "Vice Dean Qian, what wind blew you here?"

This middle-aged man, who wore a kind expression and always had his eyes narrowed, was named Qian Duoduo. He was the Vice Dean responsible for the Soul Engineering Department's daily affairs. His status was even slightly higher than Du Weilun's, making him second only to the academy's two Deans.

Qian Duoduo smiled. "I just happened to pass by and heard you and Old Yan betting on the outcome. I happen to love gambling. Old Yan, want to make a bet?"

Yan Shaozhe said, "You money-grubber only act when there's profit to be had. If you want to take someone from our Martial Soul Department, then you'd better watch carefully."

Qian Duoduo was not polite at all as he sat down carelessly. "What do you mean, people from your Martial Soul Department? They're only freshmen and haven't truly chosen a department yet. They won't make their final choice about which department to specialize in until their third year! Stop dragging this out—are you betting or not?"

Faced with Qian Duoduo's provocation, Yan Shaozhe refused to take the bait. "No bet. You're even trying to make money off me. Just wait until I report you to Lin'er."

"You old fellow, you were famous for going back on your word when you were young. Compared to you, my character is far better. And you always use Lin'er as a shield. Do you have no shame?" Qian Duoduo said.

Du Weilun was thoroughly alarmed as he listened from behind them. These two were both towering figures throughout the Douluo Continent, yet here they were bickering. If the students heard this...

Yan Shaozhe smiled helplessly. "Fine, fine, fine. What do you want to bet?"

Only then did Qian Duoduo smile. "The usual terms. Let me choose one student within the next three years. Don't worry, I absolutely won't choose anyone who has already reached Three Rings or above. I'll only choose someone with Two Rings. How about it?"

"Old Qian, don't you already pick plenty of students like that every year?" Yan Shaozhe said.

Qian Duoduo looked miserable. "You know about our plan. Without students with decent Martial Souls, no matter how good the weapons the Soul Engineering Department makes are, no one will be able to operate or use them."

"Besides, those old fellows on your side guard their students like mother hens. They protect them so tightly that we do not even get a chance to choose. If I don't take one this time, our plan will fall through."

Yan Shaozhe thought for a moment before asking again, "You really won't choose a Core Disciple? You really won't choose a student who reaches third-year level or above before the end of their second year?"

Qian Duoduo looked utterly speechless. "Do you think I'm you? When has Old Qian ever gone back on his word?"

Yan Shaozhe nodded. "Fine, I'll bet with you. I'll let you choose one student like that, so you can't say I don't support your work."

"However, let me make this clear first. If you lose, bring me a hundred Fixed Soul Guide Cannonballs to play with. High-explosive ones."