Ning Tian's Proposal, Class One vs. Class One!

"I already agreed to it. How could I go back on my word?"

Ling Feng flashed Mu Jin a confident smile.

"Don't worry. We'll definitely win today's match!"

Seeing Ling Feng brimming with the vigor of youth, Mu Jin's gaze lingered on him a while longer.

It had to be said that Ling Feng was simply too captivating in this state.

As Ling Feng's homeroom teacher, Mu Jin was twenty years older than him, yet even she felt the slightest flutter in her heart as she looked at him.

If I were the same age as him...

The moment the thought surfaced, Mu Jin dismissed it and could not help silently cursing herself.

I really must be starving. Ling Feng is only twelve—how could I possibly think something like that?!

With a regretful sigh, Mu Jin knew full well that there was absolutely no possibility between them, and she immediately buried such thoughts deep in her heart.

After composing herself, Mu Jin walked toward Zhou Yi.

As homeroom teachers, the two of them would naturally serve as referees for this match.

Before that, they also had to provide further explanation regarding the rules of the competition.

After greeting Mu Jin, Ling Feng retreated to the very back of the class.

Even so, several gazes still fell upon him, leaving him somewhat helpless.

After sweeping his eyes across the group of Class Nine freshmen, Ling Feng suddenly thought of something and walked toward the middle of the crowd.

He did not stop until he stood before two pretty young girls.

"You're Ning Tian, right?"

Ling Feng looked at the two girls before him.

They both wore freshman uniforms. The girl standing in front was fairly tall, only a little shorter than Ling Feng.

Her short golden hair looked neat and capable, while her watery blue eyes were framed by long lashes. A few charming little freckles dotted her cheeks.

Ling Feng was speaking to this girl.

"I didn't expect the number one genius of the outer courtyard to remember a minor character like me."

As Ning Tian watched Ling Feng approach, her eyes were filled with admiration for him.

"The number one genius of the outer courtyard? Since when did I get a title like that?"

"Besides, if even the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect calls herself a minor character, then I'm afraid no one would dare call themselves an important figure."

Ling Feng gave a wry smile and exchanged some polite flattery with Ning Tian.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't what it used to be. It can only scare bumpkins who have never seen the world."

"How could a genius like you possibly be intimidated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's name?"

"As for your title as the number one genius of the outer courtyard, that naturally spread after you defeated Xu Sanshi."

"Xu Sanshi might not be able to claim the undisputed top spot, but he is definitely among the strongest in the outer courtyard."

"Since you defeated him so easily, the title of number one genius of the outer courtyard is more than deserved!"

Ning Tian gave Ling Feng a sweet smile, her flattering words flowing effortlessly from her lips.

Before Ling Feng could respond, the other girl beside Ning Tian stepped between them and protectively blocked Ning Tian behind her, like a mother hen guarding her chick.

She was equally beautiful, with fiery red short hair and even red eyes. Her features were delicate, her skin fair, and she was clearly very protective of Ning Tian.

There was no need to guess. This was Wu Feng, Ning Tian's current best friend—what she would become in the future was unclear.

Wu Feng looked at Ling Feng. The coldness in her eyes softened slightly at first, but she quickly put on an indifferent expression again.

"Do you need something?"

Ling Feng did not explain himself, nor did he pay attention to Wu Feng. Instead, he looked at Ning Tian behind her.

"Classmate Ning Tian, I'll be direct."

"Thank you for treating me to a meal last time, but I don't like accepting things from others for free."

"If you need help, I can lend a hand."

Wu Feng was about to say that they did not need it, but as she looked at Ling Feng before her, inexplicable emotions arose in her heart. The words reached her lips, yet she did not say them.

Ning Tian took the opportunity to pull Wu Feng behind her. After giving her a subtle signal, she turned back to Ling Feng.

"My friend is a little shy around strangers. Don't mind her."

"The freshman assessment in a month will be three versus three, so I wanted to ask whether you already have teammates."

"If you're willing, you can form a team with the two of us."

"Wu Feng may be a little weaker than you, but she's still quite good among the freshmen."

"As for me, although our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has declined somewhat, our support abilities are still up to standard."

Hearing Ning Tian's invitation to form a team, Ling Feng felt that it was a feasible suggestion.

Though with his strength, he could have crushed every opponent in the freshmen assessment by himself.

But the rules required teams of three. No matter how strong he was, he still had to bring along two deadweights to compete.

However, Ling Feng did not reply to Ning Tian immediately.

"How about this? There happens to be a match later. You can test out my support abilities first."

Seeing Ling Feng hesitate, Ning Tian spoke confidently.

The two chatted for a few more moments before Mu Jin returned.

However, Mu Jin's expression did not look very good.

"That bitch! If she's afraid of losing, then she shouldn't compete! She actually changed the rules at the last minute!"

"Teacher, what happened?"

Hearing the commotion, Ling Feng, Ning Tian, and the others immediately gathered around.

"That old hag Zhou Yi is completely unreasonable!"

"We originally agreed on five one-on-one matches and five three-on-three matches."

"But after she saw you arrive, she suddenly demanded that everyone could only participate once, and that there would only be one-on-one matches."

"That way, Ling Feng can only guarantee one win, and Ning Tian's support advantage is gone too!"

At those words, everyone's faces filled with anger. Even Ling Feng could not help rolling his eyes, inwardly mocking Zhou Yi's double standards.

"Teacher, then what do we do?"

Ning Tian furrowed her brows. As a soul master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, being unable to help her own class fight left her feeling awful.

"How are we supposed to fight like this? We're not fighting! Let's go!"

Furious, Mu Jin turned to lead everyone away.

"Wait!"

Ling Feng stopped Mu Jin.

"I'll talk to her."

Without waiting for Mu Jin's response, Ling Feng turned and walked to the very front of Class Nine, calling out loudly.

"Teacher Zhou Yi, since both sides have their own ideas, how about this?"

"As Class Nine's representative, I'll fight everyone in your Class One."

"If I lose, you set the rules. If I win, we set them."

"How about it?"

Ling Feng's shout was loud enough for everyone on the field to hear clearly.

The spectators were still stunned when Zhou Yi could no longer hold back.

"You'll fight everyone in our class? What do you mean by that? You want to fight sixty or seventy of us by yourself?"

"If Teacher Zhou Yi is afraid of losing, then please take Class One's students and leave."

Ling Feng sneered. "After all, the class you lead is the one that absolutely cannot afford to lose!"

The moment those words came out, the teachers and students of the surrounding classes all stared at Ling Feng in shock. They could not believe he dared to be so arrogant!

Meanwhile, Class One's students were also furious, clearly provoked by Ling Feng's words.

"What do you mean, fight all of us alone? Do you take us for idiots?"

"You think just because you got lucky and beat Senior Xu Sanshi, there's no one left in the outer academy who can beat you?"

"If we all rush him together, there's no way he can defeat every one of us! Once his Soul Power runs out, he'll be finished too!"

The last person to speak was Class One's class monitor, Huo Yuhao. His face was equally filled with anger.

Hearing their class monitor speak, the Class One students began shouting as well, determined to settle the score with Ling Feng!

"Heh!"

Zhou Yi sneered and looked past Ling Feng at Mu Jin behind him.

"Since you insist on using an egg to strike a stone, then naturally we won't hold back."

"Fine. Class One accepts!"