Class One Established, The Battle for Class Monitor

Class One Established, The Battle for Class Monitor

"First off, let me introduce myself. I am Wu Zhangkong. My teaching style might be a little different from others."

In front of the teaching building, Wu Zhangkong wore an indifferent expression. His sharp gaze swept across the crowd one by one as he spoke in a cold, icy tone.

"There is no doubt that since the school specifically arranged for you to be in Class One, it proves your talent."

"However, there is a saying that holds true: talent is never a person's true capital. Only the height you ultimately reach is the key to determining your value."

Wu Zhangkong spoke indifferently, his forceful tone bringing the atmosphere at the scene to near freezing point.

"So, before we begin, I will say this in advance. I don't care where you people come from or what your background is, but since you have become my students, put away your previous arrogance. If you can't handle hardship, then get out immediately!"

As the last sentence fell, some of the more timid students were already trembling.

Qiangu Wuji, however, didn't feel much, other than a sense of reflection.

"Alright, before we officially begin teaching, let's have you briefly introduce yourselves."

After Wu Zhangkong finished speaking, his gaze swept around and finally landed on the tall and sturdy Zhou Changxi.

"Let's start with you."

"Oh, right, okay," Zhou Changxi hurriedly stepped out, standing straight as a board. "Reporting to the teacher, my name is Zhou Changxi, my Martial Soul is the Vajra Ape, and my Soul Power Level is eleven."

"Hmm," Wu Zhangkong nodded. "Next."

This time, Xie Xie stepped forward.

He wore an arrogant expression, neither humble nor pushy.

"Xie Xie, Martial Soul Light Dragon Dagger, Soul Power Level eighteen."

A Soul Power Level of eighteen at under ten years old was already considered quite outstanding. After he finished speaking, the students present all glanced at him, clearly looking quite surprised.

Wu Zhangkong, however, showed no reaction, merely nodding before looking toward Qiangu Wuji's side.

Gu Yue stepped out from behind him.

"Gu Yue, Martial Soul, Elemental Master, Soul Power Level twenty-one."

That's right, having spent these few years with Qiangu Wuji, Gu Yue had also progressed rapidly, surpassing the original timeline and reaching level twenty-one.

"Elemental Master?"

But compared to her Soul Power, Wu Zhangkong was clearly more interested in her Martial Soul.

To this, Gu Yue offered no explanation; she simply flipped her hand, and several strands of elemental energy condensed in her palm.

This simple display caused an uproar among the students present.

"Wow, so many elements! What kind of Martial Soul is that?"

Wu Zhangkong was also slightly taken aback, clearly surprised by her Martial Soul.

However, he quickly composed his expression and looked toward Qiangu Wuji.

Qiangu Wuji didn't overthink it and walked out directly. However, he didn't introduce himself like the others; instead, he bowed slightly, offered a salute, and then spoke politely.

"Hello, Teacher Wu. My name is Qiangu Wuji, and my Martial Soul is..."

When it came to his Martial Soul, he hesitated. He possessed the Three-Life Martial Soul; which one should he mention now?

After a moment of thought, he quickly had his answer.

"My Martial Soul is the Spirit Eyes, and my current Soul Power Level is twenty-eight."

Whoa!

The words hit the mark!

As his voice fell, an instant uproar erupted at the scene.

"Twenty-eight? Is, is this for real?"

"Level twenty-eight at nine years old, this..."

Beside him, Zhou Changxi looked at him as if he were looking at a monster. He stood dumbfounded for a long while before swallowing hard and saying.

"I thought that guy was already impressive, but I didn't expect you to be no less of a monster."

Nearby, upon hearing his level, the cold expression on Wu Zhangkong's face shifted slightly.

But the next moment, he frowned again.

"You said your surname is Qiangu?"

Seeing his expression, Qiangu Wuji knew his identity couldn't be hidden.

Come to think of it, given Wu Zhangkong's background, it was impossible for him not to know what the surname Qiangu implied.

Thus, he didn't hide it and admitted it straightforwardly.

"Yes, Teacher Wu. I am the son of the Spirit Pagoda Master; Qiangu Dongfeng is my father."

Whoa!

If the crowd could barely accept his Soul Power Level when they heard it earlier, everyone was completely stunned when they heard his introduction.

Even Xie Xie, who had always maintained a cold and arrogant demeanor, stared at him in shock.

"So it really is him..."

Never mind the students; even Wu Zhangkong was feeling incredibly shocked at this moment.

Previously, he had been wondering why Long Hengxu insisted on dragging him over to form this so-called Class One. He had even been annoyed for a while, feeling that the old guy was using him to provide special treatment.

However, upon hearing Qiangu Wuji reveal his identity, he immediately understood Long Hengxu's purpose.

The son of the Spirit Pagoda master, the child of two Limit Douluo, and the heir to the Spirit Pagoda—all these identities combined were more than enough to make anyone stoop to any level to curry favor.

Even for Wu Zhangkong, he felt an unprecedented sense of pressure in his heart at this moment.

But since there were so many people around, he didn't show it, merely nodding as if he were very calm.

"Mm, your talent is excellent. If you work hard, your future achievements may not necessarily be lower than those of the two冕下."

His words were undoubtedly saying that Qiangu Wuji would become a Limit Douluo.

This made the students present couldn't help but take another look at Qiangu Wuji.

He wasn't very tall, even appearing somewhat slender, but his appearance was outstanding. With long golden hair, fair skin, and delicate features, he was even better-looking than some of the girls present.

Yet, this seemingly frail-looking youth was stronger than the vast majority of them!

Such talent, even in a place like Shrek, must be rare, right?

Facing the astonished gazes of the crowd, Qiangu Wuji remained very calm as he nodded and said to Wu Zhangkong.

"Thank you for your encouragement, Teacher. I will work hard."

Wu Zhangkong nodded, then did not continue the topic.

He turned his gaze toward Tang Wulin at the side, frowning as he said.

"There is no need for you to introduce yourself; Principal Long has already told me about your situation."

Hearing Wu Zhangkong's words, the other students who were still in the dark looked on in confusion.

However, Xie Xie and Zhou Changxi both wore grave expressions.

The two of them knew very well that the most terrifying person in this class, or perhaps this school, was not Qiangu Wuji, but Tang Wulin.

A three-ringed soul master at ten years old, and one who possessed a ten-thousand-year soul ring.

He was absolutely the most talented person in this class.

"Teacher Wu, whether I introduce myself or not doesn't matter to me, but I would like to ask a question. Teacher, since this is a new class, it must surely need a class monitor."

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, Tang Wulin stepped out slowly. With a confident expression, he smiled and said.

"So, Teacher Wu, who do you think is the most suitable candidate for this class monitor position?"

Wu Zhangkong frowned.

"What are you trying to say?"

Tang Wulin curled his lips, stepped out of the crowd one step at a time, and came to the front. He swept his gaze across everyone present before finally fixing his eyes on Qiangu Wuji.

"Teacher Wu, I believe the position of class monitor should be held by the capable. This position belongs to none other than me."