This Was Practically a Miniature Exhibition of the Continent's Core Powers!
The group Meng Shenji in silence, heading towards the main teaching area located halfway up the mountain.
The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Xue Ke and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but secretly glance at Lin Xia, who was walking ahead, their hearts filled with curiosity and a hint of Frisk.
Yu Tianheng, Osler, and others, on the other hand, carried a hint of youthful arrogance and a subtle aversion to "paratroopers."
Only Dugu Yan naturally walked to Lin Xia's side and quietly introduced him to the buildings and scenery they passed by. Her attitude was friendly and gentle, which made Yu Tianheng frown slightly.
The classrooms for the Elite Class are spacious and bright, equipped with state-of-the-art soul guidance facilities.
When Lin Xia, Xue Ke, and Ning Rongrong walked in, Ye Lingling, Yu Feng, Shi Mo, and the Shi Mo brothers, who were originally in the classroom, all turned their gazes in surprise at this unusual combination.
The teacher in charge of the teaching had already received stern instructions from Meng Shenji and was now standing nervously on the podium.
This is a Soul Emperor expert who looks to be in his forties and has six Soul Rings, named Sun Mo.
He had considerable teaching experience, but looking at the group of "masters" sitting below the stage, his palms were covered in cold sweat.
Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Princess of the Empire, Little Princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Granddaughter of the Poison Douluo, Sole Successor of the Nine Heart Begonia, Brother of the Top-Tier Defensive Beast Martial Soul...
This is hardly a classroom.
This is practically a mini-exhibition of the core powers on the mainland!
He had no doubt that if he suffered any injury or setback, or if his teaching was unsatisfactory, he would be torn to pieces by the angry forces from all sides.
He felt that his Soul Emperor cultivation was as fragile as paper in the face of these powerful figures.
"Ahem... Hello everyone, today we'll continue discussing the application of Soul Power in combat on complex terrain..."
Sun Mo Soul Emperor's voice Frisk slightly as he began his lesson.
His explanations were insightful and easy to understand, demonstrating his extensive experience. However, throughout the entire process, he kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, his gaze only shifting between the blackboard and his own notes. He dared not make eye contact with any student in the audience for more than a second, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.
He didn't even dare to ask questions, hoping only to get through this crucial lesson unscathed.
The classroom atmosphere thus became exceptionally strange.
The students were all relatively quiet, but each had their own thoughts.
Lin Xia listened attentively, her little face showing deep thought, after all, the teaching style of Heaven Dou Academy was indeed different from that of the Spirit Hall Academy.
Xue Ke sat upright, diligently taking notes.
Ning Rongrong seemed rather bored, twirling her hair with her fingers.
Yu Tianheng crossed his arms, his eyes sharp, as if he were assessing something.
Dugu Yan would glance at Lin Xia from time to time to make sure he was adjusting well.
Ye Lingling remained as quiet as ever.
The Shi Mo and Shi Mo brothers listened attentively with their honest and simple manner.
Yu Feng and Osler seemed somewhat distracted.
Time slowly passed as Sun Soul Emperor endured the agonizing wait. When the bell rang to signal the end of class, Sun Soul Emperor felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly packed up his lecture notes, left with the words "Students, you are free to do as you please," and then dashed out of the classroom at almost instantaneous speed, his back view filled with the relief of escaping death.
The atmosphere in the classroom instantly relaxed a bit.
Dugu Yan stood up almost immediately, walked quickly to Lin Xia's seat, leaned down, a gentle smile on her face, and spoke in a soft, gentle voice.
"How are you doing, Xiao Xia? Are you getting used to it? Can you understand what Teacher Sun is saying?"
That caring gesture was as if he were protecting a fragile treasure.
Lin Xia looked up and returned her a bright, sunny smile.
"Yes, Sister Yanyan, I understand. Teacher Sun explained it very well, especially the part about how Soul Power is refracted and utilized between obstacles, it was quite novel."
Lin Xia's voice was clear and crisp, carrying the unique innocence of a child, yet she expressed her understanding with logical clarity.
Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan's face instantly blossomed into a smile, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, carrying a breathtaking beauty and a sense of satisfaction.
"That's good! Xiao Xia is so smart!"
Dugu Yan couldn't help but reach out to pat Lin Xia's head, but then felt it was too intimate and withdrew her hand somewhat embarrassedly.
Her gentle smile completely stunned Yu Tianheng, Osler, Yu Feng, and the others at the back of the classroom.
Yu Tianheng's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
Osler's mouth dropped open, his jaw almost falling off. Yu Feng rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.
Even the usually aloof Ye Lingling showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.
The Shi Mo and Shi Mo brothers looked at each other, their honest faces filled with confusion.
When has Yan Zi ever been so gentle?
Doesn't she always have a venomous, aloof, and arrogant demeanor towards everyone?
Even towards his teammates, he was mostly straightforward and even somewhat domineering.
Is the girl before them, with eyes so gentle they could melt water and a smile so sweet it could melt ice and snow, really the Dugu Yan they know?
What kind of bewitching potion did this Holy Son of the Spirit Hall give her?
Ning Rongrong and Xue Ke also curiously came over to observe Lin Xia up close.
Xue Ke carried a royal air of reserve and curiosity, while Ning Rongrong was more driven by pure novelty and a hint of resentment—why was this newcomer being treated so specially?
"Xiao Xia, little brother!"
Dugu Yan ignored the stares that were practically popping out of her head behind her; her attention was entirely on Lin Xia.
Thinking that the next class was a practical lesson at the Martial Arts Arena, Dugu Yan asked with concern:
"The next class is a practical lesson! What's your Martial Soul? And what's your Soul Power level now? I'll want to know so I can look after you later."
Dugu Yan spoke naturally, completely adopting the role of an older sister who cares about her younger brother.
Dugu Yan's question instantly drew the attention of everyone in the classroom!
Even Ye Lingling, who was about to leave the classroom, stopped and turned her gaze over.
Yu Tianheng put down his book and Lock-On his sharp gaze on Lin Xia.
Ning Rongrong and Xue Ke also perked up their ears.
The Spirit Hall's Holy Son's Martial Soul and Soul Power Level —this is absolutely top-secret information!
Lin Xia blinked her clear, innocent eyes, seemingly completely unaware of the bombshell she was about to drop.
Lin Xia still wore that innocent, harmless smile on her face, and spoke in a clear, pleasant tone, as if discussing the weather, in a relaxed manner:
"My Soul Power? Hmm... it's level twenty-nine now. As for my Martial Soul..."
Lin Xia deliberately dragged out the last syllable, a sly look on her face.
"You'll see it when the practical class starts, Sister Yanyan, right? It's pointless to say it now."
After he finished speaking, the entire classroom fell into a deathly silence.
You could hear a pin drop.
Time seemed to freeze.
Everyone's expression froze.
Princess Xue Ke's gentle eyes widened instantly, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she forgot to close them, displaying an expression of disbelief and astonishment.
She thought she had misheard or misunderstood the classification of Soul Power Level.
Level 29?
A child who looks no more than seven or eight years old?
Ning Rongrong was even more shocked!