I Don't Use My Martial Soul, Nor My Soul Skills.

Jiang Yang nodded slightly.

For him, this was never a difficult task; it was merely a trivial favor at most.

Moreover, showing a bit of goodwill now could reap unexpected assistance when he eventually formed his own faction.

Such a good thing, why not do it?

"That's wonderful, student Jiang Yang! Teacher knew you would certainly agree!"

Mu Jin said with a smile.

She immediately turned and walked toward the podium.

"Students—"

"I presume everyone has already heard of the great name of our class's Jiang Yang, so I won't go into detail here."

"I will only say one thing—"

"You may not fully grasp the weight of the four words: Outer Court Chief."

"I can put it this way: if student Jiang Yang were willing, he could absolutely serve as a teaching instructor in our Outer Court right now!"

"He is destined to be a powerhouse of his generation, perhaps even reaching the rank of Title Douluo!"

When she mentioned Title Douluo, Mu Jin's heart skipped a beat.

Not to mention the others in the classroom.

To the vast majority of soul masters on this continent, the four words "Title Douluo" were nothing but a pipe dream.

[Huo Yuhao: Brother Sky Dream, can someone like Jiang Yang, who shows no respect for his elders, really become a Title Douluo powerhouse? This world is so unfair!]

[Sky Dream Ice Silkworm: What's a mere Title Douluo? As long as you listen to Brother, I guarantee you'll become a god! Brother's god-making plan has been simulated for hundreds of thousands of years—I'll make you a god!]

[Sky Dream Ice Silkworm: Uh... just hurry up and reach level 20. Brother will take you to obtain your second martial soul, and by then, a mere Jiang Yang will be someone you can crush with a flick of your hand!]

[Huo Yuhao: Mm-hmm, Brother Sky Dream, I will work hard. I will definitely work hard!]

"Therefore—"

"To be personally guided by the Outer Court Senior Brother, a future Title Douluo powerhouse, is your honor and your opportunity!"

"Two and a half months from now, how many of you will remain, and how many will achieve excellent results in the Freshman Assessment, may well depend on today."

"It depends on this guidance from student Jiang Yang. Now—"

"Let us welcome student Jiang Yang to the stage with warm applause!"

As soon as Mu Jin finished speaking.

Thunderous applause erupted throughout the classroom instantly.

Especially the female students, each one clapping with overflowing enthusiasm.

No young girl could fail to like a boy who was handsome, possessed outstanding temperament, and had heaven-defying strength.

It was the age of budding romance, and they had just happened to encounter a dashing youth like Jiang Yang.

How could any woman resist?

Even a straight girl would be swayed by him in this moment.

No one dared to stand up and say a word of dissent, because while Mu Jin's introduction of Jiang Yang sounded exaggerated, it was, in fact, not exaggerated at all.

Everyone was in complete agreement.

"Students—"

"I don't have much to say."

"Since this is a practical combat class, we might as well head to the field outside the classroom and let our skills do the talking."

After Jiang Yang spoke.

Whispers immediately broke out in the classroom.

Most of them were expressions of cowardice.

Who didn't know that Jiang Yang was a powerhouse capable of defeating a six-ring Soul Emperor in a one-on-one fight?

Let alone one-on-one.

Even if the whole class went up together, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single soul skill.

"Students—"

"Student Jiang Yang is right!"

"Only practical combat can test one's true strength."

Just as everyone was feeling timid and afraid to respond, Mu Jin stepped in to smooth things over.

Then.

She smiled and said to Jiang Yang, "Student Jiang Yang, I see that everyone is quite high-spirited. Considering that three-person team battles are a prerequisite for the Freshman Assessment every year, Teacher thinks it should be like this—"

"Why don't you hold back a bit of your strength, and let them form teams of two to challenge you, how about that?"

"In that case, it can be considered helping the students practice in advance."

"Anything works."

Jiang Yang nodded upon hearing this, then continued, "I won't use my Martial Soul, but I do require a wager."

"Not using your Martial Soul?"

Mu Jin's first reaction was to exclaim in surprise.

The matter of the wager could be set aside for now, but if he didn't use his Martial Soul, the chances of losing would be quite high.

Although Jiang Yang and the others were all freshmen, given Jiang Yang's reputation, if he were truly defeated in such an exhibition match, it would have a massive impact on his standing.

At the very least, he would no longer be viewed by his classmates as a symbol of invincibility.

Even the young girls who originally admired him would likely "un-fan" him in droves.

It might even affect Jiang Yang's rating in the eyes of the high-level figures in the Inner Court.

If that happened, it would truly be a case of the loss outweighing the gain.

"Student Jiang Yang, do you mean—"

"Not using your ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, suppressing your strength to be on par with everyone else, and only using two soul..."

"Teacher Mu Jin, what I mean is that I will not use my Martial Soul to face everyone's challenges."

Before Mu Jin could finish, Jiang Yang smiled faintly and interrupted her.

This left Mu Jin, who had originally wanted to find a way to smooth things over for him, momentarily stunned.

It wasn't that she felt awkward; Jiang Yang certainly had the capital to make such a statement.

She was simply shocked to her core.

It wasn't as if Mu Jin hadn't heard of Jiang Yang's extremely confident personality.

But when she truly interacted with him, she realized that Jiang Yang himself was even more outrageous than the rumors suggested.

"J-Jiang Senior Brother, are you really not going to use your Martial Soul? And no Soul Skills either? I mean, not even those Self-Created Soul Skills!"

Just then, a slightly chubby male student stood up and asked timidly.

It was quite obvious that this wasn't his own intention.

Mu Jin swept her gaze across the room and immediately knew that this little fatty was likely asking the question on behalf of Dai Huabin.

"Mm."

"If you have no objections, let's begin now."

"Um—Senior Brother, wait a moment!"

Another student stood up.

This time, it was a female student dressed in a very sweet style.

She first brushed her hair, then spoke in a pinched, affected voice: "Senior Brother, what is this wager you mentioned?"

"What is the wager~"

Hearing this, Wang Dong immediately couldn't help but curl her lip, imitating the girl in a soft, exaggerated tone.

Even Xiao Xiao felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Pick-me" voices or whatever they were—how annoying!

Do boys really like that kind of affected, high-pitched voice?

"Every person or team that challenges me must produce an item or resources worth at least ten Gold Soul Coins as a stake before the challenge begins."

"If you win against me, I will reward you with an item of equal value."

"If you lose, the stake will be placed into a public pool to be used as class funds, led by Teacher Mu Jin and decided by a vote from the class, to be used as a reward."

"It could be awarded to whoever has shown the most progress during this period, the strongest individual, or whatever else."

"In short, you decide."

"How about it?"