The First Lesson of the School Year

The next day.

Shrek Academy, male dormitory.

The hallway was noisy, filled with the sounds of running and urgent calls. Amidst this lively scene, Xiao Yan finished his cultivation and noticed that Xiao Yulü had also been awakened by the commotion.

The two poked their heads out to look, only to find students of the same grade bustling toward the stairs.

"What's going on, brother? Why is everyone in such a hurry?"

Xiao Yulü stopped a classmate to ask.

The student looked anxious and was about to get angry, but upon seeing that the person asking was Xiao Yulü, his expression immediately brightened:

"Hey, isn't this Brother Kiss? Uh, classes officially start today, and everyone is rushing to get to class."

"Oh, so it's the start of the term..."

Xiao Yan nodded, but Xiao Yulü's expression was not so good.

"Wait a second, what do you mean by 'Brother Kiss'?"

"Uh, yesterday everyone saw you kissing the earth, so they gave you this nickname..."

"..."

Xiao Yulü's face darkened. Xiao Yan almost couldn't hold back his laughter and had to turn his head away, barely suppressing the corners of his mouth, which were harder to control than an AK.

"Ahem, alright. Since classes are starting, let's go too."

Xiao Yulü said with a straight face.

"Hmm, if I remember correctly, we are in Freshman Class 9, right?"

"Seems like it..."

After a quick wash and getting dressed, the two joined the massive crowd of students at the door and headed into the white teaching building.

Because they had been delayed earlier, as soon as they arrived at the building, Xiao Yan and his companion saw a sea of people walking out of a classroom toward the playground, which made Xiao Yan nervous, thinking the first class had already ended.

With a reminder from Xiao Yulü, he realized that after heading downstairs, they were actually... running laps on the playground.

Seeing this familiar scene, Xiao Yan slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering.

Isn't that old hag torturing the students over there?

"You two students, hurry in once you've arrived. Don't look at the other classes."

Just as the two were craning their necks to look outside, a beautiful woman of mixed heritage, looking to be around thirty, spoke softly from the classroom behind them. Xiao Yan looked up at the door sign, confirmed it was Freshman Class 9, and then walked inside.

"Since everyone in the class is here, let's... do a simple self-introduction."

"My name is Mu Jin. I will be your teacher and homeroom teacher for the next three months. You can call me Teacher Mu."

"Although you are only in this class temporarily, I still hope everyone can get along well."

Teacher Mu spoke playfully. Despite her cool, mature style, her voice was unexpectedly sweet, causing many of the young boys' hearts to flutter.

Following the roster, everyone began to introduce themselves one by one.

"Hello everyone, my name is Wang Jian, and I am from the Douhun Empire..."

"Hello classmates, my name is Xiong Hui, and my Martial Soul is..."

"Ning Tian, from the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect..."

One by one, the students finished their introductions. Then, Xiao Yulü was called and walked up.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiao..."

"Hey, isn't this Brother Kiss!"

"Brother Kiss doesn't need to introduce himself, we all know you!"

His face flushed red instantly. He wanted to say something, but he saw Mu Jin clear her throat and tap the blackboard:

"Quiet, everyone! Let your classmate finish his introduction!"

Afterward, she looked at Xiao Yulü and smiled gently:

"This student, please continue."

Xiao Yulü stared at the teacher's expression, momentarily stunned, which drew another round of laughter.

At this point, Xiao Yan couldn't watch anymore. He stood up on his own initiative and walked to the front.

"Silence."

The boy was only nine years old, yet he possessed great authority. As soon as he stepped onto the podium, he rapped the blackboard heavily, causing the entire classroom to fall silent.

"Did your parents not teach you the most basic etiquette? Or have you all become so barbaric that you don't even know what respect means?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people looked agitated, as if they had been struck where it hurt.

Xiao Yan naturally knew who he was attacking—just those rude, spoiled brats.

Although the Douluo Continent was a world possessing extraordinary power, no matter which world it was, there would always be unruly children, and this medieval civilization with extraordinary powers was even more so.

Those who could awaken a Martial Soul were, without exception, children of nobles or Spirit Master families, and they had always lacked discipline.

Although their families would teach them etiquette, they lacked the intellectual maturity to understand the purpose of such manners.

Furthermore, what they hated most was being compared to, or even lumped in with, those dirt-grubbing peasants!

Faced with such bratty children, Xiao Yan would not be stingy with his fists or his tongue.

"From here on out, I expect everyone to maintain the most basic level of respect for me and my brother. Do not speak, otherwise..."

"Who do you think you are!"

Before Xiao Yan could finish his sentence, a chubby boy stood up, and the next instant, a piece of chalk was hurled fiercely at the guy.

"Xiong Hui, right?"

"If you don't know what it means to keep quiet, I can help you with that."

"Of course, whether you'll need a few days to recover, I can't say."

Xiao Yan released his aura, and a terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire classroom.

The chubby boy, Xiong Hui, had been struck and initially wanted to fight the guy, but he was startled by the terrifying aura the other party emitted.

After cultivating the Burning Technique, even without releasing his Martial Soul, Xiao Yan could summon flames in his hands, though he couldn't control them as easily as his own limbs.

At this moment, using this pressure to intimidate a bunch of brats was quite effective.

Once the class returned to silence, Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Yulü and gave him a look, signaling for him to continue his self-introduction.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Yulü. I come from the Xiao Clan, I am nine years old this year, and my current soul power is... level 17."

"What! Level 17 at nine years old!"

Some exclaimed, while others were skeptical.

There was no helping it; although everyone had been admitted to Shrek Academy and was at least level 15, the average level of Class Nine was only around 17 or 18.

Right now, this youth was only nine years old, yet he had already reached the class average in soul power?

If he were to cultivate for another three years, wouldn't he be on the verge of becoming a Soul Elder?

Naturally, they were unaware of the three years Xiao Yulü had stagnated; had they known, they would likely have been even more amazed by his talent.

After Xiao Yulü finished, it was Xiao Yan's turn, who had entered via an exemption quota.

Because he was an exemption student, Xiao Yan's name was at the very end. Seeing that Xiao Yulü had finished, Xiao Yan cleared his throat and said:

"Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Yan. I come from Xiao Family Village, and my current soul power is... level 15."

As soon as these words were spoken, a wave of derision erupted.

No one had expected that a youth who spoke so arrogantly and acted so maturely would only have level 15 soul power.

Even Xiong Hui, who had just been suppressed by Xiao Yan's aura, was now rubbing his palms together, eager to teach Xiao Yan a lesson.

Taking in the reactions of everyone below the podium, Xiao Yan curled his lips into a mysterious smile and said:

"I know some of you are questioning my soul power, thinking that with such low power, I have no right to be so arrogant."

"Therefore, I am giving all of you a chance—a chance to challenge me."

He took a white porcelain vial from his robes and slammed it onto the podium:

"This is a Purple Sun Pill. After my companion Xiao Yulü took one, he broke through from level 13 to level 17."

"If anyone can defeat me, I will gift this bottle of pills to them."

"And if no one can defeat me..."

Xiao Yan looked down at the crowd, his expression cold and sharp.

"Then do not question a single word I say."