New Student Assessment Is Imminent

"Old hag! Just you wait!"

As Xiao Xiao immersed herself in fantasies of the future, a familiar shout came from nearby.

Liu Yuan and the other two turned around to see Wang Dong'er, drenched in fragrant sweat, stomping toward them while cursing under her breath. When she noticed them looking, she gradually picked up speed, breaking into a run.

When she reached the three of them,

Liu Yuan glanced behind her and chuckled.

"You got into another argument with Zhou Yi." Though it sounded like a question, his tone was matter-of-fact.

Over the past three months,

the clashes between Wang Dong'er and Zhou Yi had only worsened, evolving from mere bickering into outright talking back.

By now, who among the ten New Student classes—and even some upperclassmen—had not heard of Wang Dong'er, the "Debate King"?

Of course, with Zhou Yi's temperament, she would not tolerate it. Time and again, she tried to expel Wang Dong'er.

But Wang Dong'er's identity was anything but ordinary!

The little princess of the Clear Sky Sect.

Shrek Academy would not take such a status lightly, so expelling her had naturally become empty talk.

Still, in order to keep the lessons going, Du Weilun had spoken with Wang Dong'er about transferring classes. She could choose any of the remaining nine New Student classes,

and go wherever she wanted.

But what kind of person was Wang Dong'er?

Would she admit defeat so easily?

Faced with the "enormous temptation" of Freshman Class Five,

she chose—no!

After returning to Freshman Class One, Wang Dong'er decided to fight Zhou Yi to the bitter end.

Either Zhou Yi would leave, or she would win.

Zhou Yi was stubborn as a mule too.

Want her to leave? That was utterly impossible!

Thus, the situation developed into what it was now: the two of them could not stand the sight of each other.

And this was not the kind of dislike that came with being a pair of bickering lovers.

In this situation, Wang Dong'er, the "Debate King," had even become the warrior leading Freshman Class One's charge.

As the class leader, she had nearly sidelined the homeroom teacher entirely. Their struggle was no less intense than a palace intrigue drama.

"That's right!"

Wang Dong'er tossed her beautiful hair back, exposing her snow-white neck. "That old hag wanted those New Students without confidence to drop out on their own, saying it would save them from embarrassing themselves during the New Student Assessment. But I could tell at a glance that it wasn't a good idea at all!"

"Oh?"

Liu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "Not bad! You've gotten smarter—you actually saw through that. She wanted those students to withdraw in order to raise the class's advancement rate."

"That's right!"

Wang Dong'er turned her face aside smugly.

But in truth, she simply did not want Liu Yuan to see the guilt in her eyes.

She had opposed it purely for the sake of opposing it.

After all, whenever Zhou Yi got involved in something like this, she never had anything good in mind.

So Wang Dong'er took a gamble and decided this time would be no different.

"Alright, alright, that's what happened."

She smoothed down her damp hair. "Let's hurry back. I talked back to that old hag just now, and she punished me by making me run without using my Martial Soul. I'm covered in sweat and feel awful."

Liu Yuan and the other two had no objections.

Before the New Student Assessment ended, they had no classes.

Even if they did,

they were classes that did not really count as classes—cultivation lessons.

But as they walked,

Wang Dong'er asked about the cultivation paths they had chosen.

When mentioning herself, she proudly declared, "For your sake, I chose the Control System."

The Control System?

In an instant, Liu Yuan and the other two looked at her strangely.

Under their gazes,

Wang Dong'er's mind failed to keep up.

"What?"

But the moment she asked, she seemed to realize something!

"Wait! You didn't choose the Control System?"

She was so anxious that she nearly cried.

Seeing her like this, Liu Yuan stopped teasing her.

"That's not it. We all chose the Control System. It's just that Xiao Xiao will need to find some time to change hers from Control to Assault."

"Whew—"

"That's good."

Wang Dong'er patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Then she looked at Xiao Xiao with reluctance in her eyes.

"What a pity. We'll have to split up then."

What did she mean, split up?

Xiao Xiao froze at her words.

"Dong'er, did you misunderstand something?"

"I didn't misunderstand." Wang Dong'er shook her head. "If you chose the Assault System, how could you be assigned to the same class as the Control System?"

Xiao Xiao: "..."

"So your homeroom teacher never told you?"

"Told us what?"

Wang Dong'er tilted her head, suddenly suspicious.

Was that old hag planning to mess with her again?

"You, honestly."

Unable to stand her apparently clever yet actually muddled expression, Liu Yuan shook his head. "I call you illiterate, and you refuse to believe it. Don't you know that the Control System and Assault System aren't separated?"

"You called me illiterate again!"

Wang Dong'er panicked first, her attention completely missing the point.

But once she came back to her senses, her face instantly turned red.

The next moment, she burst out laughing. "Pfft—"

"Hey! Don't laugh, don't laugh!"

In her fluster, Wang Dong'er tried to cover Liu Yuan's mouth, completely forgetting about the impropriety between men and women.

Just like that,

amid their laughter and roughhousing, they returned to the dormitory. But they had barely stayed for long before Di Qiu'er called them out again.

"Oh, not bad."

After waving at Ning Tian, who greeted them, Liu Yuan turned his gaze toward Di Qiu'er, who wore a cold expression. He frowned. "For the New Student Assessment, are you three forming a team?"

"No..."

Di Qiu'er waved a hand, intending to explain.

But Wu Feng jumped in first. "Because a team can only have one Assault System member, I'm not on it." Her resentful tone was enough to make even a ghost shudder.

"Feng..."

Ning Tian's eyes were filled with apology.

But the moment she spoke, Wu Feng immediately perked up again. "Still, don't get cocky! The New Student Assessment champions will definitely be Ning Tian and the others!"

After all, there were two Soul Elders. One possessed the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Martial Soul known as the number one support in the world even without the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda; another possessed Ultimate Strength and the Golden Dragon Martial Soul, with its terrifying destructive power.

Even Liu Yuan felt his teeth ache at that lineup.

Tsk, tsk, tsk—

A tough nut to crack!

Who had put together such a combination?

"Scared now?" Di Qiu'er walked up to Liu Yuan, gesturing toward his chest with her finger. She deliberately thrust herself forward as though provoking him.

"When the assessment begins, I'll be even fiercer."

Liu Yuan could neither laugh nor cry.

However, Wang Dong'er, whose attention was elsewhere, glanced at Di Qiu'er and muttered softly,

"What's so great about being fierce..."

Unfortunately for her, Di Qiu'er heard it. A playful glint flashed through her calm eyes, and right in front of Wang Dong'er, she deliberately pushed out her chest.

Watching the ripples rise,

Wang Dong'er turned bright red!

"Big-chested woman! So what if you have D-cups!"

Di Qiu'er answered with a look.

The meaning was... self-evident.

Fortunately, the farce soon came to an end, and they moved on to the matter at hand: team coordination.

Since the two sides were opponents, and both Liu Yuan and Di Qiu'er possessed tremendous destructive power, they only sparred lightly.