Human Speech?

Everyone had originally assumed that since Jiang He had broken through to level thirty during the holiday, his Soul Power should now be around level thirty-one.

If so, the one who should have felt the greatest sense of crisis was Jiang Yan, the level-thirty-two vice-captain.

After all, there was barely any difference between his Soul Power and Jiang He's.

With Jiang He's Martial Soul advantage on top of that, Jiang Yan would probably be forced to give up his position as vice-captain.

That was why Jiang Yan's expression had been rather unpleasant at first.

Yet no one had expected Jiang He, who had only broken through to Soul Elder during the holiday, to already possess level-thirty-three Soul Power!

Viewed this way, the one who felt the greatest sense of crisis was instead Shi Lei, the strongest captain.

After all, his Soul Power was only level thirty-five!

At that thought, Jiang Yan immediately felt relieved and even smiled.

Although he would still have to relinquish his position as vice-captain, Shi Lei would not be able to keep his position as captain either!

It was upsetting when one person was unlucky, but when two people were unlucky together, it somehow did not seem to matter.

Qin Ming, standing at the lectern, took in everyone's shifting expressions and could not help shaking his head inwardly.

Perhaps it had been too long since they had seen Jiang He fight in actual combat. These little brats were actually judging Jiang He's combat ability by his Soul Power Level.

Let alone now that he had broken through to Soul Elder, even back when he had been a Soul Grandmaster, Jiang He could casually beat up Jiang Yan and Shi Lei.

They had probably forgotten that Jiang He's two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skills were utterly irresistible to them.

Especially his second Soul Skill. Once it was used, these people would be lambs waiting for slaughter.

And now they were actually using Soul Power Level to judge Jiang He's combat strength.

At that thought, Qin Ming spoke up. "All right, it's enough to get briefly acquainted. This afternoon, I'll arrange practical combat so that you can familiarize yourselves with each other's Martial Souls and Soul Skills, which will make future team coordination easier. Sit down now, put your thoughts away, and let's continue class."

At Qin Ming's words, everyone returned to their seats.

Although Shi Lei and Jiang Yan still seemed to have their own little schemes judging by their expressions, Jiang He did not take them to heart.

With his current strength, let alone Shi Lei and Jiang Yan individually, even if all six members of the team came at him together, he would not feel any pressure.

Unlike Shi Lei and Jiang Yan, Sun Xiaomin, the team's agility-attack Soul Elder, and Su Wan, the support-type Soul Grandmaster, kept glancing at Jiang He with strange looks in their eyes.

They had not interacted much with Jiang He, but they had gained some understanding of him because of what had happened at the start of school a year ago.

In the world of Soul Masters, admiring the strong was very common, especially among those who were already standouts among ordinary Soul Masters.

Having enjoyed the envious gazes of other ordinary Soul Masters, their desire to admire the strong was instead even greater.

Moreover, Jiang He's appearance always made it easy for people to overlook his age.

As a result, the way the two looked at Jiang He was rather strange...

Jiang He noticed their gazes as well, but he did not respond.

Mainly because it felt strange.

At his current age, he really hadn't grown up yet. Talking about such things was simply...

During the morning classes, everyone had different thoughts, but one thing they shared was that they would glance at Jiang He from time to time.

And with Jiang He's spiritual power, it was easy for him to notice their little movements.

It made Jiang He feel somewhat uncomfortable throughout the entire morning.

Class had finally ended, but the moment it did, Su Wan took the initiative to walk up to Jiang He's desk and smiled at him. "Hello, Jiang He. We're teammates from now on, so please take good care of me, this support-type Soul Master~"

Su Wan clasped her hands behind her back, tilted her head, and gave Jiang He a small smile.

She lived up to her name. Her appearance was not especially stunning, but most of the lines of her face were soft, without any sharply defined or angular bone structure.

Her brows were gentle, with smooth, mild arches. Even when she spoke, the changes in her expression were like ripples rather than waves.

The faint smile at the corners of her lips, with its natural curve, added even more grace to her gentle temperament.

By Jiang He's standards, if he had been in middle school in his previous life and a girl with her appearance had spoken to him in that manner, he would have basically considered her his white moonlight and developed special feelings for her.

But... his previous life was his previous life, and this life was this life.

With a blank expression, he nodded at Su Wan. "Hello."

Yet even though Jiang He's attitude was somewhat cold, Su Wan did not mind at all.

She smiled and tucked the hair by her ear behind it. "Then I'll see you in practical combat class this afternoon. Bye-bye~"

With a wave of her hand, Su Wan left the classroom with light steps.

Quite a few people saw that scene, and their expressions turned strange.

They were all Soul Masters, so they developed relatively quickly. Many of their classmates had even already passed through a certain stage.

Normally, they should not have felt anything about such a situation.

But... looking at Jiang He, they still could not help mocking him inwardly.

Wasn't this guy's age a little too unusual?

"Tut, tut, tut. Did they forget how old you are this year?"

Yu Tianheng, sitting beside Jiang He, remarked with a strange expression.

Hearing that, Jiang He shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe they like this sort of thing."

Yu Tianheng's expression became even stranger.

He collected his thoughts and said to Jiang He, "You broke through your levels incredibly fast. I'm only level twenty-three, while you're already a Soul Elder."

Jiang He glanced at Yu Tianheng.

About seven years later, when Yu Tianheng fought Tang San and the others in Suotuo City, he would be level thirty-nine. He was level twenty-three now, averaging a little over two levels a year. That pace did match the original story.

Jiang He casually said, "Brother Tianheng, if your first two Soul Rings were Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, you probably wouldn't be much slower than me."

Yu Tianheng considered Jiang He's words.

That was true. Just two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings had probably given Jiang He several levels' worth of Soul Power enhancement.

And Jiang He had possessed Innate Soul Power of level twenty.

Calculated that way, although Jiang He's cultivation speed was fast, it was not entirely impossible to accept.

Thinking this, Yu Tianheng said with some emotion, "People really can't be compared. Starting with Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, you're just far ahead of us."

Jiang He smiled noncommittally.

However, just then, Dugu Yan's voice sounded beside him.

"Little Jiang He, don't blame your sister for being nosy, but I'm warning you: you need to know your limits. You're still just a child yourself!"

Jiang He turned to look at Dugu Yan in confusion, his eyes full of bewilderment.

What did that mean? How had he offended Dugu Yan again?

But the next second, Dugu Yan said, "Don't go and get some child several years younger than yourself pregnant. That would make you a joke."

Jiang He: ...

Sometimes, he truly had no strength left to complain.

This Douluo Continent was feudal in some ways and open in others.

Could people really speak about this kind of thing so bluntly?

Yet seeing Jiang He remain silent, Dugu Yan thought she had hit the mark and hurriedly said with a serious expression:

"You're still so young. Your main task right now is to cultivate properly. You absolutely cannot waste your gifted talent.

Lust is a blade that scrapes the bone. Women will only become stumbling blocks on your path to success. You must not lose your way!"

The moment Dugu Yan finished speaking, Yu Tianheng beside her looked at her expectantly and asked, "What about me, Yan Yan? Should I avoid such things too?"

"You don't need to." Dugu Yan waved her hand dismissively. "Your talent isn't good enough, so there's no need to think about all this nonsense."

Yu Tianheng:?

Human speech?

Yu Tianheng had inherited the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul and possessed level-seven Innate Soul Power. Countless people had praised him as the future pillar of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yet in Dugu Yan's mouth, he had become someone with poor talent?

Yu Tianheng instinctively wanted to argue, but when he looked at Jiang He... it did seem like his talent was not that impressive.