Skywater Academy's First Male Student

He suddenly raised a hand and pointed at Wu Changkong. A wave of Soul Power pressure surged toward the Spirit Battle Platform, its intensity far beyond anything Yu Tianxin could match.

The students in the stands were forced back again and again by the overwhelming aura. Many turned pale, finding it difficult even to breathe.

Shui Qinghan's expression changed sharply. Her figure flickered, and she was already standing before the Spirit Battle Platform.

She raised her right hand, and an ice-blue shield condensed before her, forcibly blocking the pressure Yu Luomian had unleashed.

"Dean Yu, this is Skywater Academy, not your Thunderclap Academy."

"Making a move on my turf—do you think Shui Qinghan is easy to bully, or do you think Skywater Academy has no one left?"

"But he hurt one of mine."

"Heh. Weren't you the one who just said that conflicts between children should be settled with strength, and elders should not interfere?"

"What is it, Dean Yu? Your man lost the match, so now you want to step in personally?"

"If word gets out, where will the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's pride go?"

"A dignified elder of the Upper Three Sects attacking a junior on the Spirit Battle Platform—if everyone learned of this, what do you think they would say?"

Yu Luomian's expression looked as though someone had slapped him across the face in public, yet he had no way to refute her. The gazes from the surrounding stands left him feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He was an elder of the mighty Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Great-Uncle."

Yu Tianxin struggled to his feet. "I lost."

"My skills were inferior. There's nothing more to say."

Yu Luomian snorted coldly. "Handle it yourself."

"Mm."

Yu Tianxin looked at Wu Changkong. "Your name is Wu Changkong, right?"

"At the next All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, I'll be waiting for you there."

"By then, I'll be stronger. I'll reclaim today's humiliation with my own hands."

"Mm. I'll be there."

Yu Tianxin shot him a resentful glare, then slowly walked down from the Spirit Battle Platform.

Yu Luomian's expression shifted several times before he finally flicked his sleeve and turned away in large strides.

He caught up with Yu Tianxin and reached out to support him, only for Yu Tianxin to stubbornly avoid his hand.

The two passed through the training grounds, their figures gradually disappearing into the crowd beyond the plaza.

They had arrived arrogant and overbearing, yet left in a pitiful state. Less than a quarter of an hour had passed.

Clap, clap, clap...

Applause broke out across the training grounds.

The Skywater Academy female students in sea-blue uniforms were more excited than one another.

"Great fight!"

"That was so satisfying! I've been sick of those Thunderclap Academy people acting all high and mighty for ages!"

"What Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? They still had to lie down on our academy's turf."

Skywater Academy and Thunderclap Academy had been at odds for far more than a day or two.

Backed by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Thunderclap Academy had suppressed Skywater Academy year after year in the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament.

Their students had always acted superior to everyone else among the Four Elemental Academies.

But today, a single youth had publicly defeated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's twin stars with one sword. It was even more satisfying than downing a huge bowl of chilled sour plum soup in the sweltering heat.

Shui Yue'er snapped out of her shock and immediately rushed beneath the Spirit Battle Platform.

"Wu Changkong, you're incredible! How can you be so strong?"

"Am I that strong?"

"Of course! That was Yu Tianxin, and you took him out with one sword..."

She chattered on without pause...

Watching her younger sister look at Wu Changkong with such naked admiration, Shui Bing'er rubbed her forehead.

Why was her silly little sister so happy?

Couldn't she be a little more reserved and composed?

Just then, Shui Yue'er turned around and said to Shui Qinghan, "Auntie, recruit Wu Changkong into Skywater Academy! He's so powerful. If he represents our academy in the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament, we'll definitely win the championship."

Hearing this, Shui Qinghan lowered her gaze to Wu Changkong. Her brows furrowed, and a conflicted look appeared on her face.

To be honest, she was tempted.

A thirteen-year-old Soul Elder at rank thirty-nine, with three Millennium Soul Rings, who had defeated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon twin stars with one sword—any faction would fight desperately to recruit such a genius.

If she could bring him into Skywater Academy, then at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament three years from now, Skywater Academy might truly achieve unprecedented results.

But the problem was—he was male.

For centuries since Skywater Academy had been founded, the first rule of its academy regulations had been that it admitted only female students.

If she made an exception for Wu Changkong today, setting everything else aside, merely explaining it to all those teachers in the academy would be enough to give her a headache.

But if she did not recruit him, and such a genius slipped away right before her eyes, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

"Qinghan, let him enroll."

At that moment, a gentle, soft voice came from behind them.

Following the voice, Wu Changkong saw a long-haired woman slowly walking over from the side entrance of the training grounds.

She appeared to be in her early thirties, tall and slender, dressed in an elegant moon-white gown.

What drew the most attention was her long hair, which reached all the way to her ankles.

Wu Changkong quietly asked Shui Bing'er beside him, "Who is she?"

"She's Vice Dean Lan Xiaoyue. Her Martial Soul is her hair, and she's a rank seventy-six Soul Saint."

"She's also my auntie's closest friend. As long as Aunt Lan speaks up about anything in the academy, Auntie will usually listen."

Wu Changkong nodded, his gaze returning to Vice Dean Lan.

Her Martial Soul was hair. No wonder that long hair of hers was so extraordinary.

With Soul Saint-level cultivation, she was indeed a powerhouse capable of standing on her own in this era.

Lan Xiaoyue walked to Shui Qinghan's side and patted her shoulder. "All right, stop agonizing over it. He's such a gifted child. What's the harm in making an exception once?"

"Rules are dead. People are alive."

Shui Qinghan shot her an annoyed glance. "Easy for you to say."

"I'm telling the truth."

"You know it in your heart too. If you let a genius like this go, you definitely won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Even if you do fall asleep, you'll wake up in the middle of the night pounding your chest with regret. Rather than that, why not take him in now?"

Shui Qinghan fell silent for a moment before finally walking over to Wu Changkong.

"Um, Changkong, would you be willing to attend Skywater Academy?"

Wu Changkong froze. To be honest, he did not have much need for an academy itself.

There was very little an academy could teach him, but he did not hesitate for long. Shui Bing'er was here.

"I would."

Shui Qinghan smiled and nodded. "Then come with me. We still need to go through the proper procedures."

When the enrollment teacher at the registration desk saw the dean personally leading Wu Changkong over, she was completely stunned.

Earlier, she had been responsible for registering the new students' Martial Souls and Soul Power Levels in the plaza, so she had not gone to watch the sparring match.

"Register him for enrollment."