Wu Feng: Don't shock Miss, shock me! Oh ho ho ho--!!!

"Ring, ring, ring!"

The class bell rang. Jiang Yi stood outside the door, watching Mu Jin's expression darken, and scratched his head with a guilty conscience.

"Hmph! Do you realize the entire class is waiting just for you?"

Mu Jin glared at him.

Although she had a good temper, if he dared to be late on his second day of school, would he be blowing up the academy next?

"Teacher, actually, I was helping a senior sister cross the street on the way here, which delayed me a bit. That's why I'm late."

Jiang Yi defended himself with a straight face.

He had lost track of time while eating with Senior Sister Xiao Ya, and the dormitory building was quite far from here, so he had accidentally arrived late.

My little brother, you've ruined me...

"Stand at the door and wait."

Mu Jin glanced at him, then turned to look at the entire class.

"Today is practical combat training. At Shrek, it doesn't matter if you are royalty, nobility, or a commoner genius... strength is the number one priority."

"We are here to teach monsters capable of real combat, not clowns who only know how to talk on paper. I hope you all understand this."

"Now, everyone, assemble at the training grounds!"

After saying this, she finally looked back at Jiang Yi.

"You follow along too."

A genius nearing the level of a Soul Elder—even that vixen wouldn't be willing to expel him. Naturally, she couldn't truly give up on him; she was just giving him a warning.

"Thank you, Teacher."

Jiang Yi nodded repeatedly and nimbly returned to the ranks.

Nearly one hundred people from Class Nine marched in a grand procession toward the Soul Fighting Zone.

Located in the northwest corner of Shrek, the Soul Fighting Zone was under the jurisdiction of the Martial Soul Department and was a vital area within Shrek.

Here, fighting was legal, and teachers were always on standby to supervise and prevent any accidents.

The Soul Fighting Zone was divided into many sections, and as Class Nine passed by, they could see some senior students engaged in combat.

"Holy crap! Four soul rings!"

"That must be a sixth-year student, right? Wait, how is there even a five-ring one..."

The members of Class Nine exclaimed one after another, their eyes opened wide in astonishment.

In ordinary local academies, a four-ring student could already be considered an excellent graduate, but here, they were everywhere.

Jiang Yi's focus, however, was elsewhere; next to every match, there were people gathered together running betting pools.

This was also a great place to make quick money.

After Xiao Lan had advanced to the thousand-year level, with Wind Thunder Extreme Speed, there shouldn't be anyone below the fourth ring who could be his opponent.

Just as he was secretly pondering his grand plan for making money, Class Nine arrived at the training ground that Mu Jin had reserved in advance.

"Combat training, two people per group! When your name is called, step forward..."

Mu Jin looked at the roster in her hand and began reading the list she had already prepared.

There were ninety-three people in Class Nine; two per group meant forty-six groups, leaving one person alone.

Mu Jin's gaze landed on Jiang Yi.

"Jiang Yi, you will be in a group by yourself."

There were Support-type Soul Masters in the class, so two-on-two combat was the most appropriate. Since Jiang Yi could control a soul beast, it wouldn't be a big problem for him to be alone.

"Yes!"

Jiang Yi nodded slightly.

Seeing him nod, a smile suddenly curled at the corners of Mu Jin's mouth.

"Very well, the first match begins! Ning Tian, Wu Feng versus Jiang Yi. Both sides, take your positions!"

Daring to be late?

It's time to properly temper this kid's temperament.

"Hahaha!"

On the other side, Ning Tian and her companion were stunned at first, but then Wu Feng put her hands on her hips and laughed out loud.

"Young Miss, let's go!"

Wu Feng rubbed her palms together, looking at Jiang Yi with a sinister grin.

She had finally caught her chance. As long as she could forcefully defeat Jiang Yi and trample him underfoot to humiliate him, then, seeing his pathetic state, the Young Miss's pride would surely ensure she never considered this kid again.

The Young Miss's happiness shall be protected by me!

"Do not be careless!"

Ning Tian reminded her softly.

Previously, she had used a bit of her "monetary power" to obtain the files of all the new students from the teachers.

Jiang Yi's second soul ring was already a thousand-year one; compared to her, he was only short by a single hundred-year soul ring.

Between a thousand years and a hundred years, the gap was an entire order of magnitude.

"Rest assured, Miss, we won't lose. Leave it to me!"

Wu Feng patted her chest confidently.

Ning Tian nodded slightly. She was also extremely confident in her heart; the two had been together since childhood, and their rapport and coordination were impeccable.

Soon, both sides took their positions.

The new students below the stage looked at the three of them and began to discuss the situation one after another.

"Damn, they're starting with a royal flush!"

"But there's no suspense, right? Two against one, and the other side has a Soul Elder."

"That's true... but are we in Class Nine really going to be suppressed by two women? No way! Jiang Yi, stand tall for us—"

Most people favored Ning Tian and her partner, but for some reason, the atmosphere on the field gradually turned into a rivalry between the boys and the girls.

Clearly, despite the disparity in strength, most boys dared not openly oppose Ning Tian, the female class monitor, but they were certainly unconvinced in their hearts.

"Ning Tian! Wu Feng! Go for it!"

Seeing this, the girls put their hands on their hips, refusing to be outdone. Their cheers were overwhelming, not a bit weaker than the boys' side.

Nanmen Yun'er, hidden among the girls, blinked and looked at Jiang Yi on the stage, unconsciously biting her fingertip.

"Do... do I have to cheer too?"

Mu Jin watched the students whose emotions had been ignited and did not stop them, instead revealing a hint of a smile.

This could also be considered healthy competition.

If you are unconvinced, then let your fists do the talking.

"The battle begins!"

Mu Jin announced loudly, then retreated to the side to watch the match.

On the field, both sides occupied their respective ends, observing each other's movements without rushing to attack.

"Feng Mei!"

Ning Tian gave a clear shout.

No extra words were needed; with just a glance, Wu Feng understood her intent and lunged forward fiercely.

Capture the leader to capture the bandits!

They had the advantage of intelligence; Jiang Yi's Martial Soul was the manipulation of soul beasts, but he himself must be relatively fragile.

As long as she could get close to him, even if Jiang Yi's soul power was higher than hers, he could not possibly be her match!

Roar—!

While sprinting at high speed, a low growl emanated from Wu Feng's throat. Dense, crimson dragon scales spread down from her left cheek, covering her entire left arm along her shoulder.

Two yellow soul rings rose from beneath her feet, and an intense, scorching aura instantly permeated more than half of the arena.

Fire-attribute Martial Soul, Red Dragon!

After Martial Soul Possession, her hot figure became even more slender, and her school uniform tore, revealing the tight-fitting leather suit underneath.

"Seven Treasures turn out the Glazed Pagoda."

Ning Tian also made her move at this moment.

She spun in place, and brilliant, seven-colored light erupted from her body, condensing in her palm into an exquisite, translucent Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Two yellow and one purple!

Three soul rings rose from Ning Tian's palm, rhythmically circling the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand. The treasure light flowed, bathing her entire person in a layer of sacred radiance.

"Seven Treasures has a name, the first is: Speed!"

"Seven Treasures has a name, the third is: Power!"

Ning Tian chanted the incantations rapidly, and one yellow and one purple soul ring flashed simultaneously. Two beams of light shot out like meteors, falling into Wu Feng's body.

In an instant, Wu Feng felt her body lighten, and her speed surged abruptly. With a flicker of her figure, she had already arrived in front of Jiang Yi.

"Are you scared stupid?"

Wu Feng looked at Jiang Yi, who still hadn't summoned his Martial Soul, and felt a surge of rage; flames seemed to rise in her eyes.

He really is a piece of trash!

With this cowardly appearance... how could he possibly be worthy of Miss!!!

"Eat my punch!"

Wu Feng let out a sharp cry, her first soul ring flashing as a thick layer of red flames ignited around her fist.

However, the next moment—

A massive cyan shadow suddenly emerged from behind Jiang Yi; it was a pair of wings that blotted out the sky.

"SCREECH—!!!"

A cry that could pierce metal and shatter stone resounded throughout the arena.

A fierce and tyrannical aura swept out like a tidal wave, forcing the students in the front row to instinctively take a step back.

"A thousand-year soul beast!!!"

The entire crowd gasped, their eyes locked onto the cyan figure slowly spreading its wings behind Jiang Yi.

It was a giant cyan bird with a wingspan of at least six or seven meters, crouching behind Jiang Yi like a cyan guardian deity.

"Tw-two thousand-year soul rings?!"

In the distance, Ning Tian's pupils constricted. She stared in shock at the two purple soul rings on Jiang Yi, her face finally losing its composure.

This intelligence was wrong!

"I truly didn't expect this."

Mu Jin stood on the sidelines, a flash of surprise in her eyes, though it was quickly replaced by delight.

She had originally only intended to knock him down a peg, but she hadn't expected this kid to actually have an ace up his sleeve.

"Go!"

Just as the crowd was reeling in shock, Jiang Yi waved his hand lightly, and the next moment, the Storm Thunder Eagle transformed into a cyan blur and took flight.

"It seems you aren't a total waste after all!"

Wu Feng's fighting spirit soared. She cast aside some of her contempt, her second soul ring flashing as her left arm completely transformed into a red dragon claw.

Second soul skill, Dragon's Fury!

But just as she prepared for an intense brawl, she suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

The bird bypassed her entirely, its target aimed directly behind her.

"No! Young Miss!"

Wu Feng was horrified and whipped her head around.

But it was too late; the speed of the Storm Thunder Eagle far exceeded her imagination.

The cyan figure streaked across the sky like a bolt of lightning, and the moment it tucked its wings, its speed doubled instantly.

"..."

Ning Tian watched the cyan shadow dive from the sky and bit her lip, but she did not forfeit or surrender.

Feng Mei hadn't lost yet, and she could not be the weak link.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda spun in her palm, bursting with light as two halos settled onto her body simultaneously, granting her speed and strength.

But as an auxiliary-type Soul Master, even with two buffs, how could she possibly outrun a thousand-year flying soul beast?

There were no surprises.

The Storm Thunder Eagle precisely gripped Ning Tian's shoulders, its cyan-brown talons gleaming coldly under the sunlight.

"Crackle—"

The next moment, golden arcs of electricity surged from the tips of the talons, spreading from Ning Tian's shoulders across her entire body.

"Ahhhhh—!!!"

Ning Tian's body went rigid, and she let out an irrepressible moan, her voice trembling.

"Young Miss!!"

Hearing Ning Tian's voice, Wu Feng felt a pang of agony, her eyes instantly turning red.

She whipped around, her crimson eyes locked onto Jiang Yi, flames practically erupting from her gaze.

"You bastard—"

She roared, swinging her dragon-transformed left arm as she struck down toward Jiang Yi's head.

"If you've got guts, come at me! Don't shock the Young Miss—shock me instead!!!"