"You can challenge me, but I'm ready to mock you."

As Moyuan, Ning Tian, Wu Feng, and Bai Yi walked down the stairs, they passed the sports field not far from the teaching building and were drawn to a conversation.

"Those whose names I call, step forward. Cheng Cheng, Qiu Jianyao, Tang Dao, Shangguan Chentian, Lin Zheyu, Zhuge Yun, Tailong, Tang Ling, Yun Xiaopiao."

"The nine of you can pack your bags and leave the academy. From this moment on, you are no longer students of Shrek Academy. Shrek Academy does not need students who resort to trickery. If they have strength but not a good and upright mindset, they will only bring disaster, not help, to any country after being cultivated."

Looking at the old woman with white hair and a youthful complexion speaking, and listening to these outrageous words, Moyuan immediately understood who she was.

The homeroom teacher for the freshman first class, Zhou Yi.

"Are all the teachers at Shrek Academy this outrageous? They've expelled so many students on the very first day of school?" Bai Yi exclaimed in shock.

The students of Class Nine, who were following behind, also heard Zhou Yi's words and couldn't help but murmur to themselves. Would Teacher Mu Jin also expel them at the slightest disagreement like this old woman?

"Heh, that person is just an exception. Don't worry," Moyuan explained.

He had nothing to say about Zhou Yi. After all, on the first day of school, she said that students who didn't fight yesterday were trash and that those who were afraid to cause trouble were mediocre. People with such heaven-defying remarks were not in the same world as them.

After this small interlude, the footsteps of the freshman Class Nine students clearly quickened. Everyone was afraid of being expelled for a minor matter like being late.

As they completely passed the sports field, Moyuan's gaze paused slightly on two figures.

One was an old acquaintance, Huo Yuhao. The other was a young man with short, pink-blue hair. The young man had a delicate appearance, fair skin, and a pair of large, distinctive eyes that were pink-blue like his hair.

Looking at the young man, Moyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a subtle curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, his meaning unclear.

"Wang Dong..."

The Soul Fighting Zone was a very important area in Shrek Academy, located in the northwest corner of the academy. It was also a place frequented by many senior students.

Various competitions could be held here, with dedicated teachers acting as referees, responsible for determining victory and defeat, protecting students, providing assistance, and healing.

Of course, the outer court was still the outer court. There were no free lunches here. Using the Soul Fighting Arena required a fee of ten Gold Soul Coins.

This was already a considerable sum of money, but most students still enjoyed it because it was the only place in Shrek Academy where fighting was not restricted in any way.

There was no fear of accidentally injuring someone due to excessive force, as the teachers acting as referees would maintain the proper scale.

Furthermore, winning competitions in the Soul Fighting Zone would earn a certain number of Academic Credits, which would provide bonus points during grade exams.

However, the Soul Fighting Arena only required a fee for students to earn Academic Credits or for private matches. It was not required for teacher instruction.

The Soul Fighting Zone was hexagonal, about the same size as Shrek Plaza. The center was a large open space for students to compete, surrounded by tiered seating that gradually spread upwards and outwards, capable of accommodating several thousand people at once.

By the time Moyuan and the other three arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena, most of the freshman Class Nine students had already arrived and were all seated on the eastern tiered seating.

Mu Jin was in the center of the arena, smiling and discussing something with two teachers. The two teachers, a man and a woman, were likely the referees responsible for maintaining the venue and providing medical assistance.

Seeing Moyuan and the other three arrive, Mu Jin smiled and nodded at the two referees, then beckoned Moyuan over.

At the same time, the two referees left the center of the arena and moved to the nearby stands, seemingly ready to intervene at any moment to save students and treat injuries.

"Moyuan, as the Class Monitor I nominated, and since someone wants to challenge you, you will defend the arena for the first match."

"No problem."

Moyuan readily accepted. It was just a competition against a bunch of brats at the Soul Grand Master realm. It wouldn't take much effort.

Seeing Moyuan agree, Mu Jin smiled and patted his shoulder. Then, facing the Class Nine students seated in the eastern stands, she continued, "What I said earlier still stands. Whoever can defeat Moyuan will be the new Class Monitor. If no one comes forward to challenge, then Moyuan will directly become the Class Monitor."

"However, I believe that as geniuses who can study at Shrek Academy, there must be someone brave enough, right?"

As soon as Mu Jin's deliberately provocative words fell, several male students in the stands couldn't resist the taunt and stood up, staring at Moyuan with unfriendly eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Jin nodded with satisfaction and left the center of the arena, joining the other two referees in the nearby stands.

In the arena, Moyuan felt the unfriendly gazes cast upon him. He suddenly remembered something, and an interesting idea surfaced in his mind.

Moyuan's lips curved slightly. With his hands behind his back, a look of arrogance on his face, he said to the few students who had stood up to challenge him in a calm tone, "You can challenge me, but I've already prepared to mock you."

As these words fell, the Soul Fighting Arena fell silent. The students who wanted to challenge Moyuan were stunned for a moment, then anger appeared on their faces.

Including several other students who were equally provoked, they rushed towards the arena one after another, as if they wished they could swarm Moyuan and beat him up.

"Heh, Teacher Mu Jin, the student in your class speaks quite venomously. It makes me want to go down and try him myself." The male teacher responsible for maintaining the venue and ensuring student safety chuckled.

"Teacher Qiu, you are a Soul Emperor. My student, a Soul Elder, is probably no match for you," Mu Jin said with a light smile, subtly revealing Moyuan's cultivation level.

As expected, the two referees beside her showed surprise, then exclaimed in admiration, "A Soul Elder at eleven years old! Truly a genius, no wonder he can speak such arrogant words!"

"Teacher Mu Jin has really gained a genius student this time. Teacher Zhou Yi will probably lose to you again."

Hearing the name of her nemesis, Zhou Yi, Mu Jin looked at Moyuan in the arena and Ning Tian on the stands, both Soul Elders, and felt a surge of satisfaction.

"Naturally."

On the stands, Wu Feng snorted and pouted, "Show-off. He's already a Soul Ancestor but pretends to be a Soul Elder to deceive people. Boring."

Unlike Wu Feng's displeasure, Ning Tian beside her looked at Moyuan, who was calmly standing in the center of the arena, her eyes shining with admiration. On the Douluo Continent, geniuses always attracted the opposite sex.

A proud genius isn't just not annoying, but will instead make more members of the opposite sex fall for them.

On the other side, after the pushing and shoving among those trainees, the male trainee who had wanted to challenge Moyuan at the beginning of class finally stood out. He leaped from the stands into the arena, landing opposite Moyuan.

"So what if you're a level thirty-nine Soul Elder?! Level doesn't represent strength! Today, I will challenge you!"

The male trainee shouted directly at Moyuan, then stomped heavily on the ground, his Martial Soul manifesting.

A spear, its shaft entwined with dragon patterns, six feet and three inches long, made of fine iron, was held in the youth's hand. With a flick of his wrist, the spear thrust out, its cold, gleaming tip pointed directly at Moyuan.

"Yang Xun, Martial Soul: Dragon Patterned Spear, level twenty-two Battle Soul Master!"