Before long, it was noon.
The academy cafeteria was nearly packed to the rafters on the first day of freshman enrollment, with people jostling shoulder to shoulder.
For those who had lived in Spirit City for years, this was nothing unusual, but it was a different story for the newcomers from out of town.
When had they ever seen so many people in the cafeteria of their usual aristocratic academies?
Waiting in line for a little while was one thing, but after too long, anyone was bound to grow irritated.
From somewhere in the crowd, someone muttered, "Damn, what a garbage academy. You can't even eat lunch without having to queue up with this bunch of peasants."
His words immediately stirred the anger of many commoner Soul Masters.
A string of arguments broke out:
"What the hell did you just say? Say it again if you've got the guts."
"I said it. So what?"
"What kind of strength do you have, acting so cocky?"
"I'm Dai Huabin, a thirty-first-rank Soul Elder!"
Dai Huabin snorted.
He shoved the boy who had spoken up to the ground with all his strength, his eyes brimming with arrogant disdain.
The fallen boy was furious and flustered, but his opponent's strength made him flinch. All he could do was crane his neck and shout, "Picking on me doesn't prove anything! If you've got the guts, go challenge Senior Chen, the Student Union president!"
"Hmph. I, Dai Huabin, have never been afraid of anyone."
Dai Huabin curled his lip coldly, folded his arms, and looked down at him with disdain. "Once I'm done with you, I'll run into him sooner or later at the academy assessment!"
Just then, a wave of chatter rose at the cafeteria entrance, voices overlapping one after another.
"Look, look! Senior Chen's