Tension from the Moment They Met! Cheng Hai's Social Death!

"What a coincidence. We meet again. Good morning."

"I didn't expect us to be assigned to the same class."

Faced with the two girls' initiative, Huang Fei returned their greetings with a polite smile.

"Yes, it really is quite a coincidence. I never expected to be assigned to the same class as a monster like you."

"We won't have to worry about getting injured anymore."

"Most importantly, after yesterday's battle, you've become incredibly famous."

Wu Feng stood with her hands on her hips and spoke briskly.

"That's right. Everyone calls you the Newcomer King."

"However, plenty of people think Cheng Hai deliberately let you win."

"They refuse to accept it and want to find a chance to compete with you, then stomp you into the ground."

"One more thing—regarding what you mentioned yesterday, I had elders from my sect look into it."

"That Soul Beast's corpse was indeed still there. Although it's dead, it still holds tremendous value for our research."

Ning Tian nodded in agreement and shared some information.

After yesterday's battle, the two girls had witnessed the terror of Huang Fei's one-ring Blue Silver Grass.

His potential was limitless.

Moreover, as soon as yesterday's battle ended, Ning Tian sent news of the Vine of Life back to the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Once the sect learned that such a rare, high-tier bloodline healing-type Martial Soul had appeared, they attached great importance to it.

Most importantly, it was at the Thousand Year level.

That made it even more extraordinary.

Even century-old and decade-old Vines of Life were already difficult to encounter.

Not to mention one at the Thousand Year level.

Its healing abilities had already reached the level of some Ten Thousand Year healing-type Soul Beasts.

Thus, the sect immediately arranged for elders to head to the Star Dou Great Forest at top speed.

That afternoon, at the location Huang Fei had provided—

They indeed found a withered Vine of Life.

After studying it, they confirmed that it truly was Thousand Year old.

Fortunately, it had not been eaten by another Soul Beast.

After bringing it back for research, they discovered that although the Vine of Life was dead—

The compressed Life Energy within it was still more vigorous than that of other century-old Soul Beasts that had yet to die.

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect placed even greater importance on Huang Fei, this monster with the First Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

Not only was this guy lucky, but he was also powerful, and his healing abilities were terrifying.

He could even fight a Three-Ring Soul Elder alone with just one ring.

For such a monstrous prodigy, if he had no backing, they had to recruit him into the sect at any cost.

Therefore, Ning Tian had been given full authority to represent the sect and build a good relationship with Huang Fei. No matter the cost, she was to find an appropriate opportunity to probe his background. If he truly had no faction supporting him, they would directly offer generous terms to bring him in.

"Fine. As long as it's useful to you, that's enough. No need to thank me; it was an information trade."

"As for those who want to make a name for themselves by stepping on me, I welcome them. But they'd better be mentally prepared to be stepped on by me instead."

Hearing that, Huang Fei first offered his congratulations, then revealed a disdainful smile.

If dealing with the Starfall Ghost Vine had been an accident, where his carelessness had caused his attempt to show off to fail—

Then after yesterday's battle with Senior Cheng Hai, he had already become far more accustomed to his newly acquired strength.

With the advantages of the Wood Breathing Technique and Wood Affinity combined, he could better transform the vigorous vitality of his Thousand Year Soul Ring into abilities with overwhelming offense, defense, and control.

Yesterday, he had deliberately used Cheng Hai, a Level 39 Soul Elder, to temper himself.

He could say with certainty that Senior Cheng Hai had not gone easy on him. By the end, Cheng Hai had even gone all out, yet he still could not kill him.

If not for the time limit—

With his instant healing, costless use of Soul Power, and extraordinary endurance, the thing he feared least was a battle of attrition.

Even without actively entering the combat state of the Wood Combat Art, he could wear his opponent to death.

If he did activate it, the battle would only end faster.

Huang Fei's words sounded arrogant and overbearing.

Yet to Wu Feng and Ning Tian, they were entirely believable.

Because they had witnessed it with their own eyes yesterday.

They had completely shed the initial contempt they had held toward Huang Fei when they first met him.

They had judged him by his Martial Soul and been thoroughly slapped in the face.

No one had known that the supposedly Wasted Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, could be so terrifying.

"By the way, who are these two?"

At that moment, Wu Feng and Ning Tian looked at Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao, who had remained silent beside Huang Fei and listened all along.

The two girls realized that Wang Dong was surprisingly handsome.

However, compared to Huang Fei, he still fell somewhat short.

After being refined by the Marrow Cleansing Pill—

Huang Fei had fairer, jade-like skin than Wang Dong, was more handsome, taller, and sturdier.

In the original story, Wang Dong's looks had captivated countless people.

Now, it was Huang Fei who captivated people.

With Huang Fei around, Wang Dong's radiance was suppressed, making him seem rather ordinary.

"Hello, I'm Wang Dong, from Newborn Class One."

"Hello, I'm Huo Yuhao, from Newborn Class One."

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao said with smiles.

"I see. It seems we'll be opponents in the future."

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Wu Feng stood with her hands on her hips and cracked her knuckles.

Like her Red Dragon Martial Soul, she had a fiery temperament and was a female warrior who loved battle.

"Don't worry. When that day comes, I'll definitely beat you to a pulp," Wang Dong snorted.

"Good. I'll be waiting," Wu Feng said, the corners of her lips lifting.

"Three months after the freshmen enter, the Newborn Assessment will be held. It's also called the Class Promotion Assessment. At that time, teams of three will be randomly matched against teams from other freshman classes. Only elites can rise from ordinary classes into the Core Class."

"That will also be a good opportunity for us to compete—assuming we draw each other as opponents."

At that moment, Ning Tian stepped forward as well, once again displaying her informational advantage.

She was also deliberately drawing Huang Fei's attention, letting him know how capable and well-connected she was.

It was the second step in laying the groundwork for recruiting him later.

The first had been purchasing information.

So this was the second.

"Good. Then I'll be waiting for it!"

Wang Dong also began looking forward to it.

"Enough. It's early in the morning, yet the tension is already this thick. Let's go."

"To our new classes."

In the end, Huang Fei spoke up, easing the tension before turning to leave.

As he left, Wu Feng and Ning Tian quickly followed behind him.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao also headed toward Class One.

Along the way, Huang Fei ran into several acquaintances: Cui Yajie, Zhou Sichen, Long Xiangyue, and Cao Jinxuan.

Cui Yajie and Zhou Sichen had been assigned to Class Eight.

Long Xiangyue and Cao Jinxuan had been assigned to Class Seven.

Although they could not be classmates, their classes were close together, making it convenient for them to visit and interact in the future.

Thus, everyone chatted and laughed as they headed toward their classes together.

"Are you kidding me, Cheng Hai? You couldn't even handle a one-ring Soul Master? The entire school is saying that you were suppressed by a one-ring freshman whose Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass."

"Cheng Hai, you've really brought shame upon us Fifth Grade students."

Meanwhile, Huang Fei's side was cheerful, but things were miserable elsewhere.

That was the Outer Academy's Fifth Grade.

News of Cheng Hai being unable to defeat a Blue Silver Grass freshman even after using three Soul Skills yesterday—and nearly losing because time ran out—had spread throughout the entire Fifth Grade.

After Cheng Hai learned of it, he had not dared to show up, mainly because he was afraid of losing face.

Thus, after the match ended, he stayed alone in his Dormitory.

He only came reluctantly today because he knew there were classes.

Sure enough, the moment he arrived, he was mocked.

"What the hell do you know? That kid is a monster! You don't understand anything at all!"

"You'll only know how freakish he is after fighting him yourselves!"

Cheng Hai cursed furiously in embarrassment and anger.

"Haha, anyone who can enter Shrek Academy and reach Fifth Grade is a monster, aren't they?"

"If they weren't monsters, they would have been eliminated long ago and kicked out of Shrek Academy!"

"Excuses! They have to be excuses!"

"As the saying goes, explanations are just cover-ups!"

Not only did Cheng Hai's words fail to calm things down, they instead drew even louder ridicule.

"Damn it."

Cheng Hai clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He swore inwardly that he had to find an opportunity to wash away this humiliation.

Otherwise, he would not be able to show his face at the academy anymore.

"Enough. Quiet down."

Just then, a stern voice rang out.