Who are you looking down on?

Yun Xiao covered his eyes, not daring to look at all.

"If Brother Cheng is this strong even with his Martial Soul having issues, wouldn't he be invincible if it were perfectly fine?"

"Wait a minute..."

"Could I be the first person to realize just how strong Brother Cheng is!"

For a moment, Yun Xiao felt a little smug, thinking of this as a secret between Cheng Duoyi and himself.

At the same time, Wu Changkong had just finished speaking with Long Hengxu and returned with two sets of school uniforms and dormitory keys.

Seeing the students gathered in small groups, he looked a bit puzzled.

Leng Xue'er looked at Cheng Duoyi with a gentle expression.

"Yi'er, let's start with you. Introduce yourself."

Only then did Wu Changkong understand.

"Leng Xue'er is as meticulous as ever."

Wu Changkong didn't dwell on it further. He walked to the podium and looked at Cheng Duoyi, who had stood up; he was also quite curious about the boy.

Cheng Duoyi spoke in a straightforward manner: "My name is Cheng Duoyi, my Martial Soul is a Dragon, and I am level fifteen. Teacher Leng is my older sister. I came to this school because of the classmate next to me, Tang Wuling. She is my good friend, and I came here to accompany her. My sister also became a teacher here just to look after me. As for my future goal, it is to live a stable life with my family."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Changkong frowned. He despised those who relied on connections, but upon hearing that Cheng Duoyi's Martial Soul was a Dragon and that he was already level fifteen, he understood the situation.

"With Leng Xue'er's capabilities, it's no problem for Cheng Duoyi to enter the outer court of Shrek Academy."

With a Dragon-type Martial Soul and Leng Xue'er as his sister, Wu Changkong didn't believe for a second that Shrek Academy would refuse him.

At this moment, Wu Changkong's annoyance faded, replaced by curiosity toward Tang Wuling. He couldn't understand why Cheng Duoyi would give up a spot at Shrek Academy just to accompany her here.

Hearing Cheng Duoyi's expectation for the future—simply to live a stable life with his family—Leng Xue'er felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

The other students were all surprised to hear about Cheng Duoyi's Martial Soul.

"Cheng Duoyi's Martial Soul is actually a Dragon? That must be incredibly powerful!"

"Tang Wuling knows Cheng Duoyi, so her Martial Soul probably isn't weak either. I wonder what it could be?"

"Am I the only one curious about why he was assigned to Grade 1 Class 5? Logically, shouldn't he be in Grade 1 Class 1? And to think Teacher Leng is his sister..."

After Cheng Duoyi sat down, he looked at the stunned Tang Wuling.

"Little Ling'er, it's your turn."

Tang Wuling felt a secret thrill and stood up with a joyful expression. She didn't care about the whispers of the other students; Cheng Duoyi's words were like a reassurance that put her at ease.

"My name is Tang Wuling, my Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I am level eighteen. My future goal is to become a level nine Godsmith and keep pace with Brother Cheng Duoyi!"

"Wait, Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, level eighteen? How is that possible!"

"What does a level nine Godsmith even mean?"

"This isn't right. I'm only level thirteen. Does that mean my Martial Soul isn't even as good as a trash Martial Soul?"

It wasn't just the students who were surprised; even Wu Changkong was puzzled.

Normally, it was impossible for a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to break through to level eighteen by the age of nine unless it was Innate Full Soul Power, but was that even possible?

Aside from the Sea God Tang San, who lived twenty thousand years ago and possessed the twin Martial Souls of the Blue Silver Emperor-blooded Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, there had never been a Blue Silver Grass that awakened with Innate Full Soul Power.

Tang Wuling's goal made Wu Changkong feel it was even more impossible. He knew exactly what a level nine Godsmith was—there was only one in the entire continent!

Wu Changkong became curious about Tang Wuling as well. She must have something special about her; otherwise, she couldn't possibly have such a goal, nor could she have reached level eighteen at age nine.

"Do you all think you're so strong?"

"You call Blue Silver Grass a trash Martial Soul, but if you can't even outperform a 'trash' Martial Soul, doesn't that make you even bigger trash?"

Seeing many students looking down on the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and even hearing some ask what the point of a high level was, Cheng Duoyi felt very annoyed and stood up to retort.

Following Cheng Duoyi's words, the entire classroom fell completely silent. Many students lowered their heads in shame, feeling embarrassed that they couldn't even compare to a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

"Student Cheng Duoyi makes a valid point. You must understand: there are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters!" Wu Changkong said. "Alright, Student Cheng Duoyi and Student Tang Wuling, please sit down. Next student, introduce yourself."

Tang Wuling hadn't expected Cheng Duoyi to speak up for her in such a situation. Her previous dissatisfaction vanished, replaced entirely by joy.

At this moment, Gu Yue stood up.

"My name is Gu Yue, my Martial Soul is Elemental Master, and I am level fifteen. As for my future goal, it's the same as Student Cheng Duoyi's."

Wu Changkong frowned slightly at this goal, but he didn't say anything further.

After Gu Yue sat down, it was Xie Xie's turn.

Xie Xie suddenly felt a bit sour, but he quickly adjusted his state: "My name is Xie Xie, my Martial Soul is Light Dragon Dagger, and I am level eighteen. As for my future goal, it's to become a powerful Mecha Master and also to keep pace with Brother Cheng. In the future, if anyone dares to bully my Brother Cheng, I won't be polite to you."

Such sappy words made many students hiss.

"Boo!"

Seeing this, Xie Xie sat down with a flushed face. He realized his words sounded a bit off, but whenever he saw Cheng Duoyi, these thoughts would subconsciously pop into his head, and he couldn't stop them!

Cheng Duoyi really wanted to say: Why are you blushing, you weirdo! I've always liked girls, not boys!

Yun Xiao stood up: "My name is Yun Xiao, my Martial Soul is the Star Disk, and I am level twelve. My goal for the future is to become a control-type Tool Soul Master. If possible, I also want to keep pace with Brother Cheng."

Wu Changkong was now quite curious about how exactly Cheng Duoyi had managed to get Xie Xie and Yun Xiao to call him Brother Cheng. What puzzled him even more was that Gu Yue, who clearly did not seem like an ordinary person, would also be so close to Cheng Duoyi.

He did not believe that Gu Yue liked Cheng Duoyi; it must be because of Cheng Duoyi's eloquence. He could not think of any other reason, and if that were truly the case, Cheng Duoyi was very well-suited to be a leader!

Next, the remaining students had very poor Martial Souls, and their levels were only between eleven and twelve. There were very few at level thirteen, and as for level fourteen, there were none at all.

This was why they were so surprised that Tang Wuling's level was eighteen instead of eleven; it simply made no sense.

Wu Changkong looked at the students below the stage, his tone somewhat cold: "Starting tomorrow, classes will officially begin. My curriculum will be a bit different from other teachers. If you feel it is unsuitable, apply to transfer to other classes early; do not wait until I have started teaching to switch. As long as you are in Class Five for even a single day, you must strictly follow my requirements. Even if you were trash before, I will make you keep pace with the geniuses!"

"Alright, that is all for today's class. Dismissed."

"Tang Wuling, come with me."

After Wu Changkong finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the classroom.