Who Do You Think You're Looking Down On?

Yun Xiao covered his eyes, not daring to look.

"Brother Cheng's Martial Soul is this strong even with something wrong with it. If nothing had happened to it, wouldn't he be invincible by now?"

"Wait..."

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

Yun Xiao felt a little smug. He thought it was a secret shared only between Cheng Duoyi and him.

Meanwhile, Wu Changkong had just finished speaking with Long Hengxu. He returned carrying two sets of school uniforms and the dormitory keys.

Seeing the students gathered in small groups, he looked a little confused.

Leng Xue'er turned to Cheng Duoyi with a gentle expression.

"Yi'er, why don't you start by introducing yourself?"

Only then did Wu Changkong understand.

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

Wu Changkong didn't think about it further. He went to the front of the classroom and looked at Cheng Duoyi, who had stood up. He was somewhat curious about him, too.

Cheng Duoyi said frankly, "My name is Cheng Duoyi. My Martial Soul is a dragon, and I'm level fifteen. Teacher Leng is my older sister. I came here to study because of my classmate Tang Wuling, who's sitting beside me. She's a good friend of mine, and I came here to keep her company. My sister also came here to teach so she could look after me. As for my goal, I want to live a peaceful life with my family."

Wu Changkong furrowed his brows at those words. He hated students who got special treatment because of their connections. But when he heard that Cheng Duoyi's Martial Soul was a dragon and that he was level fifteen, he understood.

"With Leng Xue'er's abilities, it won't be a problem for Cheng Duoyi to get into Shrek Academy's Outer Court."

With a dragon Martial Soul and Leng Xue'er as his older sister, Wu Changkong couldn't believe that Shrek Academy would turn Cheng Duoyi away.

At that moment, Wu Changkong no longer disliked him. Instead, he grew curious about Tang Wuling. He couldn't understand why Cheng Duoyi had given up on entering Shrek Academy just to accompany her here.

Hearing that Cheng Duoyi's hope for the future was simply to live in peace with his family made Leng Xue'er feel deeply saddened.

The other students were surprised when they heard about Cheng Duoyi's Martial Soul.

"Cheng Duoyi's Martial Soul is a dragon? Then it must be really powerful!"

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

"Isn't anyone curious why he was assigned to Grade 1 Class 5? Shouldn't he have been assigned to Grade 1 Class 1? And Teacher Leng is actually his older sister..."

After sitting down, Cheng Duoyi looked at Tang Wuling, who was still stunned.

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

Tang Wuling felt secretly delighted as she stood up with a happy expression. She paid no attention to the other students' whispers. Cheng Duoyi's words had been like a dose of reassurance, putting her at ease.

"My name is Tang Wuling. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and I'm level eighteen. My goal for the future is to become a ninth-grade divine blacksmith and keep up with Big Brother Cheng Duoyi!"

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

"What does ninth-grade divine blacksmith mean?"

"This doesn't make sense. I'm only level thirteen. Is my Martial Soul somehow worse than a Trash Martial Soul?"

The students weren't the only ones surprised. Even Wu Changkong was puzzled.

Normally, it was impossible for someone with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to reach level eighteen at the age of nine. The only exception would be innate full soul power. But was that even possible?

Aside from Sea God Tang San, who had possessed twin Martial Souls—the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul containing the Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline and the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul—two thousand years ago, no one with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had awakened with innate full soul power.

Tang Wuling's goal seemed just as impossible to Wu Changkong. He knew what it meant to be a ninth-grade divine blacksmith, and there was only one in the entire continent!

Wu Changkong was suddenly curious about Tang Wuling, too. She must have something special about her; otherwise, she wouldn't have a goal like that, nor could she have reached level eighteen at the age of nine.

"You think you're so strong?"

"You call Blue Silver Grass a Trash Martial Soul. If you can't even match a Trash Martial Soul, doesn't that make you even more useless?"

Seeing so many students look down on the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and hearing some of them say that a high level was useless, Cheng Duoyi became so annoyed that he stood up and shot back at them.

At Cheng Duoyi's words, the whole class fell completely silent. Many students lowered their heads in shame, feeling humiliated that they couldn't even measure up to someone with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

"Cheng Duoyi is right. You should all remember: there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters!" Wu Changkong said. "All right, Cheng Duoyi and Tang Wuling, you may sit down. The next student can introduce themselves."

Tang Wuling hadn't expected Cheng Duoyi to speak up for her in that situation. Her resentment had long since vanished, leaving her feeling nothing but happiness.

Just then, Gu Yue stood up.

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

Wu Changkong frowned slightly at her goal but said nothing.

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

Xie Xie suddenly felt a little jealous, but he quickly composed himself. "My name is Xie Xie. My Martial Soul is the Light Dragon Dagger, and I'm level eighteen. As for my goal, I want to become a powerful Mecha Master. I also want to keep up with Brother Cheng. If any of you ever dare bully him, I won't go easy on you."

His sappy words drew jeers from many of the students.

"Boo!"

Xie Xie blushed and sat down. He realized he'd said something a little off, but whenever he saw Cheng Duoyi, these thoughts always came to him without warning. He couldn't help it!

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

Yun Xiao stood up. "My name is Yun Xiao. My Martial Soul is a Star Disk, and I'm level twelve. My goal is to become a control-type Tool Soul Master. If I can, I'll keep up with Brother Cheng, too."

Wu Changkong was now curious about how Cheng Duoyi had gotten Xie Xie and Yun Xiao to call him Brother Cheng. Even more puzzling was that Gu Yue, who clearly seemed like no ordinary person, was so close to Cheng Duoyi as well.

He didn't believe Gu Yue had fallen for Cheng Duoyi. It had to be because of Cheng Duoyi's way with words; he couldn't think of any other explanation. If that really was the case, Cheng Duoyi would make an excellent leader!

The remaining students all had poor Martial Souls, and their levels ranged from eleven to twelve. Few were level thirteen, and none were level fourteen.

That was why they were so surprised that Tang Wuling was level eighteen instead of eleven. It simply didn't make sense.

Wu Changkong looked at the students below, his voice cold. "Classes officially begin tomorrow. My lessons will be different from those of the other teachers. If you don't think this class is right for you, apply to transfer to another one early. Don't wait until I've started teaching. As long as you're in Class 5, you'll follow my rules to the letter. Even if you were useless before, I'll make sure you keep pace with the geniuses!"

"All right, that's all for today. Class dismissed."

"Tang Wuling, come with me for a moment."

Wu Changkong finished speaking and turned to leave the classroom.