I Want to Become a God!

Wu Zhangkong, once a student of Shrek Academy and also a member of the Tang Sect, clearly held an extremely high position within Eastsea Academy. Though he was a senior teacher, even the Principal had to show him some respect.

Originally, as a senior teacher, Wu Zhangkong should have been teaching children over fifteen in the Advanced Division. After all, someone as capable as him was truly wasted in the Intermediate Division.

At least in Eastsea Academy's view, the Intermediate Division was the age for laying foundations, so students should focus on building those foundations properly. The Advanced Division was when real training and learning began, when their physical abilities could truly keep up and their foundations would not be damaged by simple causes.

However, just one day earlier, Wu Zhangkong had received an unexpected message from the academy, asking him to provide one-on-one guidance to a newly enrolled nine-year-old student...

The message had also specifically noted that this student was the most talented student Eastsea Academy had ever recruited. Nearly all the teachers in the academy lacked the ability to guide her, so they had placed all their hopes on Wu Zhangkong.

There was even a handwritten letter from the Principal, clearly explaining the student's background and the extraordinary talent she had displayed within the academy, hoping Wu Zhangkong would do them this favor.

It had to be said that this piqued Wu Zhangkong's interest. He had seen quite a few geniuses, but this was his first time encountering someone like Herta. He might as well come and take a look, as the academy had requested!

However, when Wu Zhangkong entered the classroom just as the bell rang, his gaze was immediately drawn to the only student in the room.

"Is this Deep Meditation? No... this is Enlightenment!"

They had clearly only met for the first time, yet Herta had already left an incredibly deep impression on Wu Zhangkong.

This was Enlightenment!

Unlike Meditation, Enlightenment required an opportunity. Not everyone had the chance to experience it. Most Soul Masters might go their entire lives without ever getting a single opportunity for Enlightenment. Even Wu Zhangkong himself had only experienced it once.

But what about Herta? She had merely been waiting in the classroom. What opportunity could possibly have allowed her to enter a state of Enlightenment?

Coming back to his senses, Wu Zhangkong flashed to Herta's side and carefully examined the brown-haired girl and the fluctuations of her aura, confirming his judgment once again.

Although they had only met for the first time, Wu Zhangkong did not mind guarding this outstanding student. After all, if Enlightenment was interrupted, not only would she lose an opportunity to grow stronger, she would also suffer a certain degree of backlash.

However, to Wu Zhangkong's surprise, the moment he arrived beside Herta, the glow around her suddenly vanished. In other words, her Enlightenment had ended?

"Was it a coincidence? Or did she notice my arrival and voluntarily withdraw from her state of Enlightenment?" Wu Zhangkong frowned, because this completely overturned the common sense of the Martial Soul world.

"Did you end your Enlightenment yourself?"

"Yes, Teacher Wu."

"Since you know who I am, that makes things easier." Wu Zhangkong did not waste words and went straight to the point. "I am Wu Zhangkong, and I will be your teacher at Eastsea Academy from now on. But why did you end your Enlightenment?"

Before Wu Zhangkong could ask whether she knew how important Enlightenment was to a Soul Master, his voice caught in his throat. Before his eyes, that spiritual light bloomed around Herta once more... she had entered a state of Enlightenment again!

Then Herta withdrew from her state of Enlightenment again and simply looked at him in silence.

Wu Zhangkong: "..."

Is she even human?

Although Herta had not said a word, Wu Zhangkong had already understood what she meant from her actions just now.

I can enter Enlightenment whenever I want. What does it matter if I exit once?

"How did you do that?" Even Wu Zhangkong could not hide his curiosity in the face of something that so thoroughly overturned common sense.

"It was quite simple. I just did it when I wanted to."

"..." Wu Zhangkong fell silent once more. He did not quite know how to respond to that. But if the elders of Sea God Pavilion heard those words, quite a few of them would probably fly into a rage.

"Since you're ready, we'll begin class now."

"First, introduce yourself. Although I received your information from the academy, I still want to hear your own thoughts. Your name, Martial Soul, Soul Power Level, and what kind of Soul Master you plan to become in the future. Tell me all of it."

Wu Zhangkong nodded and stopped thinking about those messy matters. This child's talent had clearly exceeded his imagination. His understanding of her was entirely based on the documents, so he needed to use this opportunity to get to know her properly before making plans for her future training.

"I am Herta. My Martial Soul is Nous, and my Soul Power is level twenty-eight."

Because she had been experiencing Enlightenment so often recently, Herta had risen by one level in less than a week. If she devoted herself fully to cultivation, she might become the youngest Titled Douluo in the world.

"As for my future goal... I want to become a god!"

Since no threat to Yao Lan would appear on Douluo Continent anytime soon, neither Yao Lan nor his avatar had any need to hide their talents. Besides, Herta disdained hiding herself. So she said it directly: she wanted to become a god!

As for the mess that would result from saying those words, her father and teacher could deal with it! It was not like she would be the one left overwhelmed!

"Ambitious!" At the words "become a god," admiration filled Wu Zhangkong's eyes. "But whether you truly possess the potential to become a god will be proven by what comes next! Come with me!"

Wu Zhangkong was not someone who liked pointless chatter, and Herta clearly was not either. So the two of them, one grown and one young, did not say a single word on their way to the training grounds.

"Today's first lesson is to demonstrate your strength, so we'll go straight into actual combat! I will suppress my Soul Power to the same level as yours, and I won't use the power of my Martial Soul or any Soul Skills. Come at me!"

With that, Wu Zhangkong drew a Wooden Sword from his robes and pointed it directly at Herta. Their match had clearly begun.

"I think Teacher Wu should set your Soul Power a little higher. If I can't even fight opponents above my level, how can I talk about becoming a god?"

A flash of purple light appeared, and a massive hammer taller than Herta herself appeared in her hands. The next second, Herta charged forward without hesitation.

"Defeat me as I am now first, then talk!"

Wu Zhangkong swung his sword, aiming directly at the hammer's handle clutched in Herta's hands. What he intended to do was simple—just four words... Disarm You!

But could Herta really be struck so easily? Obviously not. She even used Force Transformation through the hammer's handle, directly deflecting Wu Zhangkong's attack.

The sight made Wu Zhangkong's eyelid twitch. Still, he had been left speechless many times today, so one more would not make a difference.

But Herta's next movement made Wu Zhangkong's eyes widen, and he even felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. That was...

"Spin, spin—!"

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