A night passed, and morning arrived.
Chen Ye and Tang Wulin were the first to reach the classroom. Not long after they arrived, the other students began filing in one after another.
Compared with when they had first started in the junior class, these nine-year-old children were clearly more mature than six- or seven-year-olds.
After all, children in the Douluo World grew up early. Some of them were already dating in their teens.
As the students gradually arrived, Xu Xiaoyan and Gu Yue walked in as well.
Xu Xiaoyan scanned the students' faces and quickly settled on two candidates.
One had delicate features, like a porcelain doll, while the other had deep, sharply defined features.
She glanced at Gu Yue beside her. The Diary had said that Gu Yue and her fiancé were fellow disciples.
"Gu Yue, do you know which one is Chen Ye?" Xu Xiaoyan asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
Gu Yue glanced at her. She could roughly guess that Xu Xiaoyan had invited her along to figure out which one was Chen Ye, but she didn't care.
"She's only Chen Ye's fiancée. How could someone like him possibly agree to a Marriage Alliance between their families?"
"This big bad guy would never agree to a Marriage Alliance. But if Xu Xiaoyan threw herself at him, he might really end up with a girl on each arm."
At that thought, Gu Yue suddenly fell silent. It wasn't as if she liked him.
What did it matter to her if he had several wives or a girl on each arm?
Why was she getting angry?
A trace of confusion appeared in Gu Yue's eyes, but she still instinctively pointed toward where Chen Ye was sitting.
Xu Xiaoyan followed Gu Yue's finger and looked at Chen Ye, her eyes full of curiosity.
Chen Ye had naturally noticed the two girls looking at him. He turned his head slightly and saw two beautiful girls standing there.
Compared with the handsome, refined Chen Ye and Tang Wulin, most of the students' attention was drawn to Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan.
Xu Xiaoyan especially stood out. Boys and girls this age only cared about looks; they didn't pay much attention to a person's bearing—or perhaps they simply couldn't appreciate it yet.
With her long, pale-blue hair, Xu Xiaoyan stood there like God's most beautiful creation. Many of the boys looked her way.
Their eyes sparkled, and they felt the first stirrings of curiosity and affection toward the opposite sex.
But after only a few glances, the students immediately sat up straight, lowered their heads, and dared not speak.
Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan froze for a moment. They turned their heads slightly and saw a handsome young man with a cool air standing behind them.
Wu Changkong glanced down at them. His voice was calm, yet left no room for argument. "Return to your seats. I'm your homeroom teacher. We're choosing a class monitor now."
"If any of you are interested in the position, raise your hand. Then you can compete."
Wu Changkong spoke casually. After all, that was how things had been done when he was at Shrek, so he saw nothing wrong with it.
At his words, Chen Ye raised his hand. Two boys behind him raised theirs as well. Everyone else chose to abstain.
Gu Yue turned to look at the two boys who had raised their hands, frowning slightly.
The two sat together, and both looked toward Chen Ye.
Xu Xiaoyan's voice sounded beside Gu Yue. "Sister Gu Yue, who do you think will win? Can Chen Ye beat them?"
There was curiosity in Xu Xiaoyan's voice, but Gu Yue only glanced at her calmly before turning her head slightly without replying.
Wu Changkong looked at the three participants, a trace of disappointment on his face, but then nodded.
"Fine. The three of you, then. How do you want to compete?"
Wu Changkong was about to lead the students to the plaza outside.
Just then, one of the boys who had raised his hand stood up and looked at Chen Ye.
"Personally, I don't think there's any need to compete. He can't match either of us."
"I'd advise you to surrender now. Don't get hurt when we start fighting."
The boy paused, then swept his gaze across the students and announced loudly, "Hello, everyone. My name is Zhang Ziyang. My Martial Soul is the Dark Illusion Demon, and I'm a Level 22 Soul Grandmaster!"
Zhang Ziyang paused again and looked around at his classmates. Seeing the surprise in their eyes, he wore a proud expression.
To reach the Two Rings at nine years old and possess the strength that came with them made him a bona fide prodigy.
He patted the boy beside him. The boy fell silent for a moment, then stood up and introduced himself to the students.
"My name is Wang Jinxi. My Martial Soul is the Bone Dragon King. I'm a Level 23 Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster."
"Just surrender. If we attack, we could easily hurt you."
The two spoke casually, as if the class monitor position had already been decided.
Chen Ye didn't stand up. He simply turned his head slightly and looked at them with interest. "That's interesting. Did you two already decide among yourselves who gets to be class monitor?"
"But what if I don't accept that?"
Chen Ye smiled as he spoke. He wasn't angry. A dragon wouldn't take offense at an ant's provocation.
If it didn't lower its head, it wouldn't even see the ant. How could it possibly be angered by its taunts?
Unfortunately, Chen Ye wasn't a dragon right now. He was being publicly humiliated in front of the class.
"You could've come to find me privately, or beaten me in a match. But you chose to taunt me outright."
Chen Ye shook his head at the two boys. They clearly didn't take him seriously and hadn't shown him the slightest respect. Since that was the case, he wouldn't hold back.
"Teacher, please take us to the plaza. I'll fight them both at once. If the two of them beat me, then the class monitor position is theirs."
"If they lose, I want them to apologize to me and admit that they're weak. The question is, do you two dare?"
Chen Ye had been looking at Wu Changkong, but at the last sentence, he turned slightly toward the two boys.
At Chen Ye's words, the two boys didn't waste time replying. They headed straight outside.
"Let's go. Since this class monitor selection is so interesting, we'll all go watch." Wu Changkong's calm voice rang out, and he followed them out.
When they reached the plaza, both sides took their places.
Zhang Ziyang and Wang Jinxi looked at Chen Ye as two yellow Soul Rings appeared beneath each of them.
But before they could say anything else, Chen Ye took a step forward.
No Soul Rings appeared around him, yet he moved incredibly fast.
The two had only just released their Martial Souls and hadn't had time to react when Chen Ye punched each of them once.
They fell to the ground like sacks of sand.
Wang Jinxi stared blankly at the boy in front of him, disbelief filling his eyes. "How can you be so strong? You didn't even release your Martial Soul. How can anyone have such terrifying strength?"
"He might have been born with divine strength, Jinxi!" Zhang Ziyang called, looking at Wang Jinxi.
The two had been childhood friends for years. It took only a word for them to understand each other.
As Chen Ye walked toward the edge of the arena, the two didn't hesitate. They clasped hands.
Dark energy enveloped their bodies, while the surrounding power gathered around them.
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