Classes Begin, the One-Month Agreement!

In the early morning, the bells of Shrek Academy rang melodiously.

Inside the freshman teaching building, Class Nine, First Year's classroom was packed to capacity.

Huang Fei sat by the window, with Ning Tian and Wu Feng beside him.

Some students were nervous, others excited, but all eyes were focused on the podium.

Footsteps drew nearer.

An old man in a gray robe, his hair streaked with white, slowly entered the classroom.

He was tall and thin, with a slightly hunched back. A pair of bronze-framed glasses rested on his nose, but the eyes behind the lenses were as sharp as an eagle's. When his gaze swept across the whole field, quite a few students instinctively straightened their backs.

"I am Mu Chen, and I will be teaching Soul Beast Characteristics and Soul Ring Selection."

The old man's voice was hoarse, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

"In my class, you may ask questions and raise doubts, but you are absolutely forbidden from spacing out, chatting, or sleeping."

He paused, and a glint flashed across his lenses.

"Those who violate this rule will stand as punishment for a week and clean the Soul Beast specimen room for a month."

Dead silence filled the classroom.

Mu Chen said nothing more. He turned and wrote four vigorous characters on the blackboard:

[Soul Beast Origin]

"What are Soul Beasts?"

He suddenly turned around, his gaze like lightning as he pointed directly at a student in the first row.

"You. Answer."

The student was startled.

He had not expected to become the first target chosen.

Under everyone's gaze, he hurriedly stood and stammered, "Instructor... as far as I know... Soul Beasts... are beasts that possess Soul Power and can produce Soul Rings and soul bones..."

"Rubbish. That's only the most superficial answer!"

"Everyone knows that. What do I need you to answer for?"

"I want something different!"

"Sit down! Next!"

Mu Chen cut him off without the slightest courtesy.

He pointed at someone else.

The student let out a sigh of relief as he sat down, looking at the others with glee at their misfortune.

Now that he had embarrassed himself, he hoped to see others embarrass themselves too.

Only then would he feel better.

Otherwise, he would feel unbalanced.

That was simply how people's hearts worked.

And it was normal.

After all, they were human.

"Your theories are too rigid."

"You only know how to recite answers from books..."

"Don't you have thoughts of your own?"

Five or six students answered in succession, yet not one satisfied Mu Chen.

Disappointment appeared on Mu Chen's face.

The atmosphere in the classroom grew increasingly heavy. Everyone lowered their heads, terrified of being called on.

Even their breathing became shallow, their foreheads covered in cold sweat.

They kept chanting in their hearts: Don't notice me, don't notice me.

Mu Chen's gaze finally landed on Huang Fei.

"You, the one with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. Tell me what you think."

"You absorbed a Thousand Year soul ring as your First Soul Ring."

"You developed such a weak Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul into something so powerful."

"You must have some unique insights."

The moment he said this, everyone in the class turned to look at Huang Fei.

He had the lowest Soul Power Level in their class, yet he was the strongest.

By now, everyone had acknowledged him.

Hong Yu and the others had yet to shake off the shadow of being brutally defeated by Huang Fei's giant tree.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng were curious as well.

Everyone was especially curious.

What kind of insight did someone who could develop the weak Blue Silver Grass to such an extent possess?

They would wait and see.

Huang Fei rose to his feet. After pondering briefly, he slowly began, "Soul Beasts are, in essence, products of the union between the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and Life Energy. They are manifestations of the laws of Soul Power in living form."

His voice was calm, but Mu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Continue."

"A Soul Beast's strength does not depend solely on its Cultivation Years. It is also closely related to its bloodline origin, habitat, and energy attribute. Even among Thousand Year Soul Beasts, the difference in strength between a top-tier bloodline and an ordinary bloodline can be tenfold."

"A Soul Ring is the condensed form of a Soul Beast's life core and the laws of Soul Power."

"Absorbing a Soul Ring is essentially seizing a Soul Beast's origin to complete the laws of one's own Martial Soul. Thus, a Soul Ring's attribute must suit the Martial Soul. Otherwise, at best, the Soul Skill's power will be drastically reduced; at worst, the Martial Soul will be damaged."

When he finished, the classroom fell into dead silence.

Quite a few students looked bewildered.

They had never heard such a theory before.

Mu Chen, however, remained silent for a long while before slowly nodding.

"Your insight is interesting. Sit down."

There was now a trace of scrutiny in the way he looked at Huang Fei.

This kid truly was not simple.

The lesson continued.

Mu Chen stopped asking questions and instead began systematically explaining the foundational theories of Soul Beast classification, bloodline traits, environmental adaptation, and more.

His teaching style was sharp and dense with information, leaving almost no room to think. Quite a few students bent over their desks and furiously took notes, their pen tips scratching across the paper.

Huang Fei, however, listened with great focus.

Though this knowledge was basic, it corroborated the fragmented memories from his past life and gave him a clearer understanding of the Soul Beast system.

Especially when he heard the section on "compatibility between Soul Beast attributes and Martial Souls," something stirred in his heart. He vaguely gained a direction for choosing his Second Soul Ring.

After theory class ended, the afternoon was for Combat Training.

It was held at the open-air Training Ground on the academy's east side, overseen by a burly middle-aged instructor.

"My name is Tie Shan. My Martial Soul is the Iron Armored Rhinoceros, and I am a Level Sixty-Six Battle Soul Emperor."

Tie Shan's voice was loud as a beating drum.

"Combat Training doesn't teach flashy moves. It only teaches you how to survive and how to win!"

His gaze swept over the crowd as he shouted, "Pairs. Spar freely!"

"I have only one requirement: no holding back!"

"As long as no one dies or is crippled, the academy has healing-type instructors for any injuries!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the students looked at one another.

No holding back?

What if they injured someone?

Tie Shan impatiently waved a hand. "What are you dawdling for? If you don't bleed now, then when you encounter Soul Beasts or Evil Soul Masters in the wild later, what you spill will be your lives!"

Only then did everyone reluctantly begin forming pairs.

Naturally, Huang Fei paired with Wu Feng.

The two exchanged a glance, and Fighting Spirit reignited in Wu Feng's eyes.

"I won't be careless again this time."

Huang Fei smiled. "Perfect. I also want to test something new I've learned."

The battle began.

Wu Feng immediately activated Red Dragon Fusion. Flames covered her entire body as she launched a direct assault!

Huang Fei did not meet her head-on. With the Unorthodox Step Technique beneath his feet, his body moved like the wind as he weaved through gaps in the flames.

Unlike last time, he barely used his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. He relied solely on the footwork of the Wood Combat Art to contend with Wu Feng.

Fists and kicks flashed past each other as Qi Energy burst forth.

The more Wu Feng fought, the more alarmed she became.

Huang Fei's close-combat skills had improved tremendously since last time. In particular, his grasp of timing and his ability to redirect force made him seem nothing like a ten-year-old boy.

What frustrated her even more was that Huang Fei's breathing remained steady and deep, as though his Soul Power consumption was negligible.

How exactly does this guy train?

She gritted her teeth and attacked fiercely, flames surging out in the shape of a dragon.

But Huang Fei suddenly halted and stomped his right foot against the ground!

Buzz!

The ground trembled faintly. Several pale green phantom roots drilled up from below, not to attack, but to lightly coil around Wu Feng's ankles.

Though her flames instantly burned them away, her movements slowed for half a beat.

Huang Fei had already used the opportunity to close in, lightly tapping a finger against her throat.

"I lost again..."

Wu Feng dismissed her Martial Soul and shook her head with a bitter smile.

Huang Fei withdrew his hand and said sincerely, "Your Explosive Power is very strong, but your endurance and adaptability still have room to improve."

Wu Feng nodded thoughtfully.

Not far away, Tie Shan had watched the entire battle, and approval flashed through his eyes.

"So this is that guy from the rumors..."

"A Wood Attribute Soul Master who has trained his close combat to this level... a monster."

He had not watched Huang Fei's match before.

Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he was indeed shocked.

Huang Fei had actually won despite such a large gap in Soul Power Level and despite having his attribute countered.

One in a Million.