The children's hearts were beating violently.
Since childhood, they have been accustomed to the arrogance of nobles and the contempt of Soul Master. They have been told that talent determines everything, and origin limits the future.
But now, this young man, who is as handsome as a god, tells them that being weak is the original sin!
Lin Dong clenched his fists.
He was ridiculed by noble children because of his poor family background.
Blackiron Spear Martial Soul, was ridiculed as "broken copper and iron". Being weak really cost you too much.
Su Mei's ice blue eyes shone with a complicated light.
She is very talented, but because she is alone, she is struggling in Soul Master World.
I once thought it was an unfair fate.
Now she understands that she is not strong enough.
Mu Rong Chen's words were like a sharp blade, piercing through all the confusion and unwillingness in their hearts. They were also like a beam of light, illuminating their way forward.
Shi Nian stood behind Mu Rong Chen, looking at the group of children, with a hint of imperceptible warmth flashing through his sinister eyes.
He was the teacher of the Canghui Academy.
He has taught countless students. But he has never seen a child like this whose faith was ignited by a word.
Shi Nian once thought that Mu Rong Chen was just a ruthless careerist.
Now, he sees the deeper charm of Mu Rong Chen.
It can conquer people's hearts and ignite hope.
"It is a sin to be weak..."
Shi Nian repeated this sentence in a low voice.
Thinking back on how stubborn I once was, I did many things against my will in order to survive and for strength.
At this moment, the long-lost sense of accomplishment began to quietly grow in my heart.
Start planning your teaching plan carefully.
These children are the future of the Fengyun Academy.
This is also his Shi Nian's chance to prove himself again.
Xiao Lin and Su Yuntao were appointed as assistant teachers by Mu Rong Chen. Their task is to be responsible for the physical training of the students.
"The boss said that physical fitness is the foundation of Soul Master!"
Xiao Lin shouted at the top of his lungs.
Su Yuntao changed from his usual shyness, with a hint of seriousness on his face.
"Without a good physique, no matter how strong Martial Soul is!"
Every morning, thirty students line up neatly on the playground of the Fengyun Academy. Under the leadership of Xiao Lin and Su Yuntao, they begin long-distance running with heavy weights.
They all carried heavy sandbags on their backs. Their feet were on solid ground.
The long-distance running route was planned by Mu Rong Chen himself. It deliberately circled Shrek Academy's wall.
"One, two, one! One, two, one!" Su Yuntao's loud slogan echoed in the early morning air.
"Hurry up! You are students of the Fengyun Academy, not trash of Shrek!" Xiao Lin yelled loudly.
Mu Rong Chen did not participate in the training of the students, nor did he pay attention to the activities of Shrek.
Just thinking about the next layout.
Flender, that greedy Old Ghost.
I will never give up.
The rise of the Fengyun Academy.
Flender, will definitely find ways to take revenge.
Mu Rong Chen's eyes flashed with a cold light.
The most common method used by Flender is to use Fengyun Academy to have no certificate like him.
Reporting is undoubtedly the most likely action to be taken.
And Flender really did not disappoint Mu Rong Chen.
In the dead of night, the oil lamp swayed in the Shrek Academy's dean's office, reflecting Flender's gloomy face.
On the table in front of you is a piece of letter paper covered with writing. The ink is still wet.
"Mu Rong Chen...Fengyun Academy..."
Flender gritted his teeth.
"Demagogue people and run schools illegally! I want to see how much trouble you, a little commoner, can cause!"
Flender picked up the brush and signed his name heavily at the end of the letter.
This letter will be sent to the head of the Ministry of Education at the Balak Kingdom overnight.
Flender believes that as long as he operates a little bit, Fengyun Academy will be completely shut down.
Mu Rong Chen will also lose his reputation because of this.
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Flender's mouth. He had already foreseen Mu Rong Chen's fate.
Early the next morning, the door of the Fengyun Academy was blocked by a group of uninvited guests.
More than a dozen officials in gorgeous official uniforms were shouting in front of them. Behind them were dozens of heavily armed taxi soldiers. The soldiers, holding spears and expressionless, surrounded the gate of the Fengyun Academy.
The leading official was fat and looked arrogant. He walked proudly to the gate with a big belly.
"Who's in charge here?"
The official's voice was sharp and harsh, carrying an unquestionable dignity.
His eyes swept over the magnificent plaque of the Fengyun Academy, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Come with us!"
Flender and Zhao Wuji were leaning against the wall of the Shrek Academy, with their arms folded and smiles on their faces.
Zhao Wuji held a grass root in his mouth and spit.
"Boy, what if you have money?"
Glancing in the direction of Mu Rong Chen, his voice was full of gloating:
"In front of the rules, you are nothing."
Flender pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes twinkling.
I firmly believe that a Academy without official certification, no matter how glamorous it looks, is just a castle in the air.
The ultimate fate of this "pheasant Academy" can only be to be forcibly banned.
I imagined the embarrassment of Mu Rong Chen being taken away by officials and Fengyun Academy being seized, and I felt relieved.
Fengyun Academy's door slowly opened, and Mu Rong Chen walked out.
His face was calm, his eyes were deep, and there was no trace of panic.
There was no argument, no explanation, just a faint glance at the arrogant officials, as well as Flender and Zhao Wuji who were gloating not far away.
"Apply for the highest level Academy qualification certificate,"
Mu Rong Chen's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, with an unquestionable calmness:
"How much 'construction fee' do we need to donate?"
Zhang Dekai was stunned, and a trace of greed flashed across his fat face.
How could this young man be so direct?
He stretched out a finger and shook it in the air, his eyes full of contempt.
"At least this number."
The tone is arrogant and the voice is deliberately prolonged:
"One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coin. Do you have it?"
In his opinion, one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coin is absolutely an astronomical figure for a civilian boy.
Enjoying the way Mu Rong Chen is helpless because of his "making things difficult".
Mu Rong Chen ignored Zhang Dekai's contempt and just looked at Zhang Dekai beside him, signaling with his eyes.
Shi Nian understood, walked to Mu Rong Chen, and took out a Gold Soul Coin stored-value card from Soul Tool.
The card is entirely golden and is inlaid with fine gemstones on the edge. It is worth a lot at first glance.
With a casual wave of his hand, the gold card drew a graceful arc and was thrown impartially onto Zhang Dekai's fat face.
"Pah!"
A crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent village.
Zhang Dekai was in pain, covering his face, and was about to get angry. However, when he saw the balance on the card in his hand, all his anger disappeared instantly.
On the card, the numbers "500000" flashed with dazzling light in the sun.