Hexagonal Warrior

So-called supervisory authority meant, plainly put, executing first and reporting afterward. Mu Feng ordered the two of them to directly kill anyone on the spot if they encountered someone violating the rules he had laid down.

Douluo Continent was fundamentally a world where the strong preyed on the weak. As long as your fist was big enough, there would always be people willing to serve you, especially in the Holy Spirit Cult. Mu Feng had produced a thousand Gold Soul Coins to demonstrate his sincerity and determination.

As the boss, he had already said everything that needed to be said. If his subordinates failed to understand his intentions and ruined his grand plans, Mu Feng would absolutely show no mercy. This concerned his plan to grow stronger; not the slightest mistake could be tolerated.

With his current manpower, this was all he could manage. Mu Feng intended to first keep the church under control in sparsely populated border regions. Even though Spirit Hall had been gone for ten thousand years, an Angel Holy Church that had suddenly appeared was still highly suspicious.

His current identity simply could not withstand investigation. If one or two Title Douluo took action and thoroughly looked into the matter, all his disguises would be ruined.

"Keep a low profile for now. Wait until I'm stronger," Mu Feng muttered, clenching his fists. "I'm still not strong enough."

After returning to the dormitory, Mu Feng first had to solve the problem of food. He tossed Yu Tianhuang a Rejuvenation Pill and, after explaining its effects, symbolically charged him a little over a dozen Gold Soul Coins to cover their food expenses for the next month.

Di Qiuli, meanwhile, was furious when she learned that Mu Feng had suddenly disappeared again. It seemed that Mu Feng had treated everything she said last time as mere wind in his ears.

The next day in class, Di Qiuli still looked sullen. For some reason, Mu Feng kept running over to Ning Tian during breaks, and the two whispered about something unknown.

Whenever class ended, Mu Feng would vanish without a trace again, leaving Di Qiuli completely unable to track him down. On a whim, during the noon break that day, she arrived at the classroom early, before the afternoon theory lesson began.

She knew Mu Feng would never skip a theory class, so she planned to block him at the door and question him properly.

After waiting for quite a while without seeing Mu Feng, Di Qiuli's patience was about to run out as class time approached. Then Nanmen Yun'er hurried over.

"Qiu Li, you're here!" Nanmen Yun'er said. "I've been looking for you everywhere. I thought you had gone out to take care of something. Why did you come to the classroom so early today?"

Di Qiuli's gaze drifted slightly as she concealed the truth. "I suddenly remembered that I left something in the classroom. Going back and forth would be troublesome, so I just didn't go back."

The anxious Nanmen Yun'er failed to notice Di Qiuli's oddness and continued, "Teacher Mu Jin came to the dormitory looking for you at noon."

"Looking for me?" Di Qiuli asked in confusion.

Nanmen Yun'er nodded. "She said for you to go to the office. Big Brother Mu and Ning Tian have gone there too."

Di Qiuli's delicate brows furrowed. "She didn't tell you what it was about?"

Nanmen Yun'er shook her head. "No."

"No wonder that guy hasn't come to the classroom yet." Di Qiuli nodded. "All right, I understand."

She then bid Nanmen Yun'er farewell and headed to Mu Jin's office.

When Di Qiuli arrived, Mu Feng was once again whispering something to Ning Tian. The moment she approached, Mu Feng suddenly shut his mouth.

Already nursing a bellyful of anger, Di Qiuli walked up beside Mu Feng and discreetly pinched him, making him suck in a cold breath.

"What's wrong?" Ning Tian asked doubtfully.

Mu Feng shook his head. "Nothing."

Then he suddenly grabbed Di Qiuli's hand and squeezed it hard in retaliation. To Mu Feng's surprise, her little hand felt exceptionally pleasant in his grasp.

Just as Di Qiuli was about to strike back, Mu Jin walked in. She looked at Di Qiuli and smiled. "Everyone's here."

Ning Tian spoke up. "What is it, Teacher?"

There were only two desks in the entire office, belonging respectively to the homeroom teachers of Class Eight and Class Nine. The other desk was currently empty; Class Eight's homeroom teacher had apparently gone out to deal with something.

There were only four people in the office, yet Mu Jin kept her voice very low as she said, "I called you here this time because of the freshman assessment."

Mu Jin continued, "In previous years, the assessment content was always designed around all-member team battle elimination. From what I've heard, this year should be a three-versus-three elimination format, though there are certain restrictions in the rules."

"The academy requires that each team this year can have at most one assault-type Soul Master. Ning Tian won't have any issues, but Mu Feng and Qiu Li, the two of you will definitely be assigned to different teams."

"But Ning Tian's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul has exceptionally outstanding support effects."

Mu Jin suddenly fell silent, then her gaze shifted back and forth between Mu Feng and Di Qiuli. Mu Feng instantly understood why Mu Jin had called them here.

If he and Di Qiuli were placed on separate teams, Ning Tian's placement would determine that the other team had basically no hope of winning the championship.

As the two freshmen with the highest Soul Power Levels, they would inevitably clash over this matter, something Mu Jin did not wish to see.

Having received this information in advance, Mu Jin intended to resolve the issue before it was publicly announced. That was why she had gathered the three of them together.

Mu Jin had subconsciously classified Mu Feng as an assault-type battle Soul Master, but Mu Feng had a clear understanding of his own role. He knew he was not a pure assault-type fighter. On the contrary, his first soul skill, Sacred Flame, and his third soul skill, Star Spirit's Grace, both possessed a certain degree of battlefield control and support effects.

Mu Feng had especially tested the wings of his External Soul Bone in private. Beyond the basic flight ability he already possessed, the pair of wings could also transform into two Golden Flame Sacred Swords floating around him, which he could control through spiritual power.

His fourth soul skill was coincidentally called Sword of Sacred Judgment. It caused the blade of his Judgment Sacred Sword to ignite with blazing white-gold flames. If he released his External Soul Bone at that time, the two holy swords formed from the wing bones would receive the same enhancement. Together with the longsword in his hand, they could form a simple sword formation.

This was only the initial stage of the External Soul Bone, when it could split into merely two holy swords. Mu Feng estimated that as the soul bone grew, it would split into more holy swords. At its peak, it might perhaps achieve an effect like Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, with a rain of swords descending from the sky.

Furthermore, the light and fire elements carried by these external wings from the Burning Heaven Sacred Radiance Luan also provided a tremendous passive enhancement to his first soul skill, Sacred Radiance. The whirlwind created by his third soul skill's wingbeats had likewise been strengthened accordingly.

Thus, Mu Feng felt that rather than being an assault-type Soul Master, he was more like the generalist class from games in his previous life, with highly comprehensive soul skill effects.

Since Mu Jin had called the three of them over, she must already have had an answer in mind. She said, "Mu Feng has now reached the fortieth rank of Soul Ancestor. With Ning Tian's support, the combinations from the other classes basically won't be able to stop the two of them. Their chance of winning the championship is extremely high."

In Mu Jin's view, Mu Feng and Ning Tian alone could sweep through every team. However, it was still a three-person battle, and Ning Tian's safety on the field was equally important. Therefore, for the remaining spot, Mu Jin chose Yu Tianhuang, a control-type Soul Master who cultivated diligently in class and whose Martial Soul was also compatible.

Mu Jin then looked at Di Qiuli and said, "Qiu Li can team up with Yun'er. Your Golden Dragon Martial Soul, combined with Yun'er's Jade Bird supporting you from the side, should also achieve good results."

Mu Jin believed her arrangement had maximized the class's overall results. Just as Mu Feng was about to say something, Di Qiuli said coldly, "Then let's do that."

She then turned and left the office. Ning Tian and Mu Jin, who were accustomed to Di Qiuli's icy temperament, did not notice the subtle shift in her emotions. Mu Feng, who knew the temperament of this golden-maned lioness well, swallowed nervously.