Class Five? Innate Full Soul Power!!

"Oh? So you think you're pretty impressive? Which class are you in?" Luo Ze cast an unfriendly glance at the boy beside him, who stood with his arms crossed.

"Hmph! Kid, my name is Gao Bin, and I'm the class monitor of Class Four. Remember my name—one day, it'll resound throughout Red Mountain Academy!" Gao Bin puffed up like a proud peacock.

Luo Ze and Na'er exchanged a tacit glance, then both turned away in disgust.

Tang Wulin, however, was rather innocent. He said in surprise, "What? You're the class monitor of Class Four? That's amazing!"

"Go ahead and worship me, you ants from Class Five! Hahahahaha!" Tang Wulin's praise sent Gao Bin's confidence soaring.

Luo Ze shook his head. He had no desire to speak with an idiot. Taking Na'er's hand and calling to Tang Wulin, he headed toward the Teaching Building.

"Hey, what do you three mean by that?! Who are you looking down on? Get back here!" Gao Bin roared furiously.

The Soul Master Class students had dedicated teachers waiting specifically at the entrance of the Teaching Building for their class, personally leading them to the classroom.

Their treatment was far better than that of the ordinary classes.

After all, the ordinary classes spent every day receiving general academic education.

The Soul Master Classes were different. Aside from the necessary daily academic lessons, more time was devoted to teaching these students with Soul Power how to become Soul Masters, as well as knowledge related to Soul Master cultivation, preparing them to enter an Intermediate Academy in the future.

There were only twenty Soul Master students in this year's intake. Soul Masters who awakened with Soul Power were rare to begin with, and even more so in a small coastal city like Aolai City.

Inside the classroom, Luo Ze and the other two naturally sat together because they were familiar with one another.

"Hey, what are the Martial Souls of you three? What level is your Innate Soul Power?" A round-faced Little Fatty suddenly leaned over and asked them.

"My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, just like Tang San, the ancestor of the Tang Sect. My Soul Power is level three..." Tang Wulin could proudly announce his Martial Soul out loud, but his Soul Power was relatively unimpressive.

"Tch, a typical trash Martial Soul, and such low Soul Power too." Little Fatty spoke disdainfully, then turned to Luo Ze beside him. "What's your Martial Soul?"

Luo Ze ignored him. Leaning against the wall behind him, he closed his eyes leisurely.

"Hey! I'm talking to you. If your trash Martial Soul is too embarrassing to show, just say so. I won't laugh at you!"

Seeing Luo Ze act like this, Little Fatty was one hundred percent certain that this guy's Martial Soul had to be even worse than Blue Silver Grass. Otherwise, he would have jumped out long ago and slapped him in the face!

Little Fatty then shifted his gaze to the silver-haired beauty behind Luo Ze.

"Beauty, what's your name? Where do you live? Interested in being friends?" The moment he spotted a pretty girl, Little Fatty immediately became serious and launched into his usual three-question routine.

Before Na'er could speak, a pair of brown eyes quietly opened. Luo Ze stepped in front of her first, shielding her behind him.

"What does that have to do with you?" Luo Ze looked coldly at Little Fatty, a flash of crimson passing through his brown eyes.

"You trash Soul Master with a trash Martial Soul, I'm talking to her. Why are you butting in?!"

Little Fatty turned around in dissatisfaction, but the next instant, he suddenly felt his body lift into the air before slamming into the wall on the left.

"I said, what does that have to do with you!" Luo Ze narrowed his eyes as a golden figure slowly emerged behind him.

"Damn! What kind of skill is a sneak attack? If you've got the guts, fight me—"

When he saw the Kirin Martial Soul behind Luo Ze, the words Little Fatty had wanted to use to provoke him vanished from his mouth.

His eyes widened in terror, and with a thud, Little Fatty dropped to his knees.

He could clearly feel his Mountain Tiger Martial Soul trembling. It was absolute suppression from their bloodlines, submission to a stronger being.

At that moment, Little Fatty was incomparably shaken. Luo Ze's Martial Soul was definitely not just a thousand or ten thousand times stronger than his Mountain Tiger Martial Soul!

Why had such a monster been assigned to Class Five?!

Little Fatty was on the verge of collapse. He had intended to rely on the innate strength advantage of his Beast Martial Soul to establish himself in Class Five and obtain a better allocation of resources.

Yet the moment he enrolled, he had run into a tough opponent like Luo Ze.

It was over. For the next three years at school, Luo Ze would have him completely under control!

With that thought, Little Fatty retreated into a corner with a mournful face and silently began drawing circles.

Tang Wulin, who had been watching from the side, also widened his eyes. The instant the Kirin Martial Soul appeared, he felt his blood begin to boil!

It felt as though he had encountered his leader, making him unable to resist following him or revering him.

But his Martial Soul was clearly ordinary Blue Silver Grass. Why did he feel admiration toward a Beast Martial Soul? Tang Wulin could not understand it.

"Brother..." Na'er tugged on Luo Ze's sleeve, looking at him worriedly.

"I'm fine. I was just teaching certain people with improper intentions toward you a lesson." Luo Ze held Na'er's hand, signaling for her not to worry.

Soon, the class bell rang. Their homeroom teacher, Lin Ximeng, stepped onto the podium. Seeing the classroom in complete disorder, she shook her head helplessly.

"Hello, students. I'm your homeroom teacher, Lin Ximeng. For the next three years, I'll be teaching you the basic knowledge related to Soul Masters."

"To help us get to know one another better, please introduce yourselves. State your name, Martial Soul, and Innate Soul Power level."

There were not many Soul Master students to begin with. Their Class Five only had five students, so the introductions would be quick and would not take much time.

Yet strangely enough, not a single student in Class Five spoke first. Instead, they all looked in unison toward Luo Ze, who sat in the corner with a somewhat unfocused gaze.

This amused Lin Ximeng. If her guess was right, the chaotic state of the classroom was definitely connected to this little fellow.

"Since no one is answering, I'll call on someone. That student over there, please introduce yourself first." Lin Ximeng looked at Luo Ze and had him begin.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Luo Ze. My Martial Soul is the Kirin, and I have Innate Full Soul Power," Luo Ze said.

The moment he said this, every student and teacher present, aside from Na'er, was instantly stunned.

Their eyes widened as though they were staring at some unbelievable monster.

Even Lin Ximeng, who had initially seemed calm, spat out all the water in her mouth. It was clear just how shocked she was!

Had she heard him right? This little fellow had said he possessed Innate Full Soul Power?!

How was that possible! She had reviewed the list of twenty students recruited by the academy as their homeroom teacher. The most outstanding among them only had level-seven Innate Soul Power and had already been assigned to Class Two.

Innate Full Soul Power? If there were a student with such talent, their principal would have been beating gongs and drums, eager to boast about it throughout all of Aolai City. How could such a student possibly appear in Class Five?

"Cough, cough. Student Luo Ze, this is a school, not a place for lying and deceiving others. Please show the proper attitude!" Lin Ximeng said sternly.

Unbeknownst to her, the Principal Office had already erupted into chaos...