Can Only Withstand One Move (The Author Wants to Change the Book Title, Hehe)

Zero Class classroom.

"Mom, how about we cooperate with the Evil Soul Masters? Humanity's enemies are our friends!"

Fang Yuan tilted his head and leaned back in his chair. He looked up at Gu Yuena beside him and spoke in a low voice.

He had thought it through thoroughly. He clearly remembered the core force of the Evil Soul Masters from the original story—the Holy Spirit Cult.

This cult had been entrenched on the continent for many years, with an unimaginably deep foundation.

Its leaders, the Demon Empress and Ghost Emperor, were both Limit Douluo standing at the very pinnacle of the Douluo Continent. Under their command were the Four Heavenly Kings, each possessing the formidable strength of a Titled Douluo.

With a force of such terrifying scale, if they pretended to join forces, overthrowing the Douluo Federation and destroying humanity's existing civilized order would hardly be difficult.

At his words, Gu Yuena gently shook her head. Her expression remained calm, with a faint trace of disdain in her eyes.

"It is said that Evil Soul Masters cultivate by devouring soul beasts and slaughtering living beings. That alone is enough for me to disdain associating with them."

"Even if we don't truly join them, we can still pretend to cooperate and use each other, right?" Fang Yuan persisted.

Gu Yuena glanced sideways at him, her brows soft and carrying a hint of teasing.

"Little Fang Yuan, then I'll leave the burden of dealing and cooperating with the Evil Soul Masters to you."

"Ah, me again?" Fang Yuan looked helpless. He truly did not want to take on such a troublesome task.

"Of course. You are the hope of our Dragon Clan." Gu Yuena's lips curved into a smile, gentle and indulgent.

"Uh... let's not talk about that."

Fang Yuan quickly changed the subject, unwilling to dwell on it any longer. He then asked seriously, "Mom, did you place the mental restriction we talked about earlier?"

He remembered clearly that yesterday, Gu Yuena had specifically instructed Di Tian to secretly knock Tang Wulin unconscious, then take him directly to the cultivation room at home and lock him up for half the night.

The purpose was to thoroughly investigate whether Tang Wulin had any safeguards left behind by the Divine Realm hidden within him to protect him.

"I've already placed it."

Gu Yuena spoke with complete certainty. "There really is a safeguard left behind by a deity within him—the source imprint of Tang San, the Sea God.

However, this imprint is extremely passive. It will only be triggered when his life is in critical danger.

Even with the main body's strength, it would be difficult to kill him easily.

Not to mention that I only have this avatar now.

But placing a mental restriction that binds his mind is no problem at all. It will be enough to turn him into your slave."

"That's good..." Fang Yuan slowly nodded, finally putting his mind at ease.

Just as the two were chatting quietly, footsteps sounded at the classroom door.

Wu Zhangkong, tall and straight with a cold expression, slowly entered the Zero Class classroom with a petite blue-haired girl whose features were gentle and delicate.

The four students in the class instantly looked up, their gazes falling in unison on the newcomers.

"Quiet down."

Wu Zhangkong spoke in a cold, level voice, showing no concern whatsoever for the girl beside him as he stated bluntly, "Today, our class has a female student who got in through connections. Her name is Xu Xiaoyan."

The moment he said this, the atmosphere in the classroom fell slightly silent.

Xu Xiaoyan's cheeks instantly flushed red. Embarrassed, she tightly clutched the hem of her clothes and stood there at a loss, her gaze darting about as she did not dare raise her head to meet everyone's eyes.

"H-Hello, everyone!"

"My name is Xu Xiaoyan. I'm from the Eastsea City Xu Family..."

Her voice came out in halting fragments, as soft as a mosquito's buzz. She was awkward to the extreme.

Born into an aristocratic family, she had never been so bluntly exposed in public as having gotten in through connections. For a moment, she was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the floor.

Wu Zhangkong did not care about this at all. His gaze fell directly on Fang Yuan in his seat, and the cold indifference in his features softened slightly for once as his tone became much gentler.

"Student Fang Yuan, do you have time to exchange a few moves with Student Xu Xiaoyan?"

The school board had gone to great lengths to invite these two great figures into Zero Class, so naturally, he did not dare slight them in the slightest.

Fang Yuan looked up, his expression calm as he said lazily, "Not really in the mood. How about letting Sister Gu Yue do it?"

"Ah, your Sister Gu Yue is a two-ring Soul Grandmaster. She's too strong and might not control her strength well, so she could easily hurt someone. You're the most suitable one." Wu Zhangkong hurriedly said.

Fang Yuan shrugged helplessly. "Fine, I'll treat it as stretching my limbs. Remember to treat me to dinner tonight—consider it repaying the favor you owe me."

"No problem. Whatever you say." Wu Zhangkong immediately agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Xu Xiaoyan, standing nearby, was completely stunned, waves of shock surging through her heart.

She was nine years old this year. Ever since she was young, her talent had been exceptional, and she had never lost to anyone of her generation in the family. She had thought herself to be a rare genius.

Yet this little boy before her, who looked only six years old and was still so young and slight, was actually the core pillar of this group of two-ring Soul Grandmasters in Zero Class, Even Teacher Wu Zhangkong, who had always been aloof and strict, was so accommodating and polite toward him—almost downright respectful.

Just what kind of monstrous talent did that take?

And yet, he clearly had the soft, youthful face of a little boy.

But the way he spoke and acted was old-fashioned, steady, and experienced, nothing like a six-year-old child. The contrast was immense.

"Let's go, Mother. We'll go take a look together." Fangyuan stood up.

"Mhm." Gu Yuena nodded lightly and rose to follow.

On the way to the indoor training hall, Xu Xiaoyan gathered her courage.

She kept trying to strike up a conversation with Gu Yuena, the only other girl, asking this and that as she tried to quickly fit into the class.

But Gu Yuena remained indifferent from beginning to end, completely ignoring her attempts at conversation.

Fangyuan kept his gaze straight ahead and walked on without a word.

No one knew that Fangyuan was not being aloof. He simply remembered that his mother had told him not to interact with those girls.

She kept saying things like, since he already had a mother, why was he still thinking about other girls?

It seemed motherly love really had changed.

Before long, the group arrived at the spacious, brightly lit indoor training hall.

On the training grounds.

The two stood facing each other and began their formal introductions.

Xu Xiaoyan composed herself and spoke seriously. "Little Brother Fangyuan, I'm nine years old. My Martial Soul is the Starwheel Ice Staff, and I have seventeen levels of Soul Power. I'm a control-type Battle Spirit Master."

"Guyue Fangyuan, six years old, eighteen levels of Soul Power." Fangyuan's tone was calm and concise. "Twin Martial Souls: the tool Martial Soul Little Broken Watch, and the beast Martial Soul Little Black Dragon. I'm an all-round Battle Spirit Master."

"An all-round Battle Spirit Master?" Xu Xiaoyan froze, her face full of confusion. "There's never been such a category among Spirit Masters, has there?"

The Spirit Master system only had four categories: assault, control, agility, and support. She had never heard of an all-round type in all her life.

"Alright, enough nonsense. Let's begin." Fangyuan's expression turned a little colder as he said bluntly, "Let me make this clear first—I won't go easy on you just because you're a girl."

Xu Xiaoyan suppressed her surprise, and her eyes grew serious with a hint of unyielding determination. "Little Brother Fangyuan, then let me see exactly what you can do to hold the number one spot on the Young Genius Ranking!"

"Number one on the Young Genius Ranking?" Fangyuan was slightly stunned.

He had no idea when he had gotten on any ranking. It was completely baffling.

But he could not be bothered to look into it. With a thought, he directly activated his Martial Soul.

Pitch-black dragon scales rapidly spread along his arm. A dark purple soul ring glimmered faintly, and the Dark Night Dragon God Sword, wreathed in tyrannical dragon aura, instantly condensed in his palm. Its blade was icy and sharp, its pressure bearing down on everyone.

"Th-This... what kind of Martial Soul is that?!"

Xu Xiaoyan's pupils shrank sharply as she was utterly shocked.

This was clearly an ultimate assault-type Martial Soul, with terrifying explosive power! As a control-type Spirit Master, she had almost no means of direct offense. In a head-on clash, she had absolutely no chance of winning.

At that moment, she instantly realized that Wu Zhangkong was not giving her an opportunity at all. He was deliberately making things difficult for her!

Left with no choice, Xu Xiaoyan could only change her approach. She planned to rely on control skills to wear him down and drag out the battle.

A flash of blue light appeared, and the crystalline Starwheel Ice Staff materialized in her palm. An icy chill instantly spread around her.

"First Soul Skill—Starwheel Chains!"

As her clear shout fell, several ice-blue chains covered in frost suddenly burst from the ground. Carrying biting cold, they wove into a net and rapidly wrapped toward Fangyuan, sealing off every avenue of escape.

Watching from below the stage, Wu Zhangkong's eyes narrowed slightly as he nodded to himself. Xu Xiaoyan's control truly was excellent. Her Soul Skill was precise and incredibly fast. An ordinary one-ring Spirit Master would have been instantly bound and immobilized.

But she was facing Fangyuan.

Fangyuan remained calm and unhurried, his steps shifting lightly.

With footwork far beyond that of children his age, his figure flickered unpredictably, as though he were taking a leisurely stroll.

These steps were sword footwork taught by a swordsmanship grandmaster his mother had hired.

He had learned them in a single day.

"Xu Xiaoyan, if you find this too hard to handle, you should just surrender!"

Fangyuan lightly tapped the ground and slid to the side, easily avoiding the first chain.

Then he twisted sideways and spun, evading the second blockade as well. His movements seemed casual.

Yet he precisely slipped through the gaps between every chain's attacks.

"Little Brother Fangyuan, I won't surrender that easily!"

Xu Xiaoyan's gaze tightened as she hurriedly controlled the ice chains to change direction and pursue him. The chains bent and coiled, their attacks becoming increasingly tricky.

After just two exchanges, Xu Xiaoyan's heart had completely gone cold.

Her Soul Skill's speed, range, and precision were all flawless.

But her opponent's footwork was far too strange. He had completely anticipated every one of her attacks.

Every dodge was perfectly timed, effortless and at ease.

Before the third chain could form, Fang Yuan raised his hand and swung his sword, unleashing a condensed jet-black sword aura.

The sword aura cut through the air without a sound, yet its force was fierce and tyrannical as it struck the Starwheel Chains with perfect accuracy.

Crack!

A crisp shattering sound rang out. The ice-blue chains instantly broke apart inch by inch, turning into icy fragments that scattered through the air.

The remaining sword aura did not lose momentum. It lightly swept across the ground, making the entire training field tremble faintly.

A powerful dragon's might surged forth alongside the sword aura, bearing down heavily on Xu Xiaoyan.

Xu Xiaoyan's entire body stiffened. Her Soul Power immediately stagnated, and the soul skill within her was forcibly interrupted. The aftershock drove her stumbling backward again and again before her legs gave out, sending her straight down onto the ground.

The gap between them was obvious at a glance.

Though they were both one-ring Spirit Masters, their combat strength, foundation, and talent were worlds apart.

Xu Xiaoyan braced herself against the ground and slowly rose. The pride from earlier had completely vanished from her face, leaving only desolation in her eyes as she softly said, "Teacher Wu, I lost."

Wu Zhangkong watched the scene in the field with an indifferent expression and slowly said, "Although you only withstood one move, your control fundamentals and adaptability are both quite good. I acknowledge your strength. Welcome to Zero Class."

"Really?!"

Xu Xiaoyan's expression instantly brightened, her face overflowing with delight as her dejection was swept away.

Being able to enter Zero Class and cultivate alongside peerless geniuses like Fang Yuan and Gu Yue was an opportunity she had never imagined.

Moreover, as she looked at the ridiculously powerful, soft-looking little boy before her, an inexplicable fondness rose in her heart.

From this day onward, she too was a member of Zero Class.