Big Shots, Carry Me to Glory

A strange smile tugged at Huo Yuhao's lips. He remained unmoved by the odd looks from the boys in class. He knew that feeling all too well—jealousy.

So what? Against these little brats whose hair had barely grown in, he did not even need to lift a hand. His gaze merely sharpened, and a terrifying Spiritual Pressure instantly swept through the entire classroom.

"Th-this..." Under Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Pressure, quite a few freshmen could barely raise their heads. Their faces were filled with horror. What kind of monster was this guy?

You want to target me? Do you have what it takes?

The contempt in Huo Yuhao's eyes was like a razor-sharp blade, viciously piercing the hearts of those freshmen who had looked at him with hostility.

Never make an enemy of him! This was the thought that rose in every boy's heart.

"Yuhao..." Beside him, Nanmen Yun'er reached out and tugged on Huo Yuhao's arm. Her face was slightly flushed as she signaled for him not to be so conspicuous.

Huo Yuhao smiled silently, patted the slender hand Nanmen Yun'er had used to hold him, then gathered it into his palm. Her pretty face turned even redder at the gesture.

He... was he declaring his claim over her? Nanmen Yun'er felt as though a little deer were racing through her heart. Strangely enough, she did not pull her hand from Huo Yuhao's palm.

Compared with the powerful and influential Ning Tian and Wu Feng, Nanmen Yun'er was far more likable in Huo Yuhao's subconscious. As a transmigrated soul, wasn't Nanmen Yun'er the very embodiment of the gentle, tender women from his previous life?

Just then, someone entered through the classroom door. She was a voluptuous woman with exquisite makeup, beautiful black hair curled slightly at the ends, and a white robe. Her narrow, lovely eyes made her radiate beauty.

It was none other than Mujin, the homeroom teacher of Freshman Class Nine.

Seeing a teacher enter, the previously noisy classroom immediately fell silent, and everyone turned their attention toward the podium.

"Children, my name is Mujin, and I am your homeroom teacher. I cannot say how many of you will make it through the coming year with me. But what I can promise you is this: in my class, regardless of your talent, you all have a chance of passing the assessment. I will do everything I can to turn you into monsters, and I will not easily abandon you."

Mujin's voice was gentle and calm, like a refreshing spring breeze.

Many students revealed yearning expressions after hearing her words. Those who could pass Shrek Academy's entrance assessment had all been carefully selected from across the continent. Among their peers, they absolutely deserved to be called elites.

Wasn't Shrek's motto all about cultivating monsters? They could not help developing a favorable impression of Mujin.

In any world, a teacher loved and admired by their students was an exceedingly rare thing.

With only a few short sentences, Mujin had won over the elite students gathered from every corner of the continent. Even Huo Yuhao could not help thinking more highly of her.

By now, Class One in the original story had probably been dragged off by that lunatic Zhou Yi to run laps, right?

"For the rest of the morning, so that you can get to know every classmate better, we'll have a simple round of introductions. Tell us about your Martial Soul abilities, your future development path and self-positioning..."

Upon hearing Mujin's words, some of the naturally outgoing freshmen were eager to give it a try. After all, this was a rare chance to stand out. Meanwhile, the more introverted students lowered their heads in nervousness, looking just like students from Huo Yuhao's previous life.

"I'll give you five minutes to prepare." Mujin finished with a smile, and the class immediately erupted into discussion. After all, no one wanted to leave a bad first impression on others during their school years.

You're all elites who passed the Shrek Outer Court entrance assessment from all across the continent. What the hell are you nervous about? Huo Yuhao grumbled inwardly, though he did not show it.

The order of introductions followed the student numbers assigned during enrollment and class selection. Whether intentionally or not, when Huo Yuhao received the student-number list, he found that he was coincidentally the very last student in class.

Was this protagonist treatment? Huo Yuhao rubbed his chin and fell into thought. By chance, he met Mujin's gaze and found her looking at him with anticipation. In an instant, he understood what she was thinking.

Damn, so she did it on purpose!

As for why she had not made Ning Tian, who possessed the highest Soul Power Level in class, the grand finale, Mujin was not blind. Ning Tian, Wu Feng, and the other girls clearly revolved around Huo Yuhao. Whatever he had relied on to win over the young mistress of a sect with a legacy spanning ten thousand years, it was enough to prove his capabilities...

Five minutes later, Mujin lightly tapped the lesson plan, signaling for everyone to quiet down.

"Following the enrollment order of Class Nine, our first freshman is Cheng Chang'an. Please come up."

As Mujin's voice fell, a tall boy calmly walked onto the platform. From his elegant, well-fitted uniform to his disdainful gaze, the other freshmen could clearly feel his pride and the spirit of a powerful person.

"My name is Cheng Chang'an. My Martial Soul is the Golden White-Eyed Wolf. I am a rank twenty-nine defense-type Battle Soul Grandmaster."

A wave of exclamations rose through the room. They had not expected the very first student to be a rank twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster. Sure enough, anyone who could pass Shrek's entrance assessment was truly impressive. The White-Eyed Wolf Martial Soul should have excelled at agility attacks, but Cheng Chang'an's Golden White-Eyed Wolf was clearly a mutated Martial Soul that had instead become defense-oriented. After all, any Martial Soul with the words gold or silver in its name could be considered top-tier.

"I hope we can get along pleasantly during our time studying together. After class ends today, I'll treat every classmate willing to be my friend to dinner!"

He was truly loaded. There was no better way to describe this student. Prices in Shrek City were more than double those outside, and treating all one hundred students in the class would cost nearly a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins for a single meal.

After Cheng Chang'an finished his introduction, a girl wearing light makeup followed him onto the stage. "Hello, everyone. My name is Gu Xiaoli. My Martial Soul is the Shaking Gold Hammer. I am a rank twenty-seven control-type Battle Soul Grandmaster, and Cheng Chang'an's girlfriend."

Her words caused another commotion. Even Mujin was so shocked that she could not speak. Were students these days all pairing up already?

Huo Yuhao's expression darkened slightly as he watched the two leave the stage. Their names reminded him of certain unpleasant memories.

"Next, number three, Ye Shenggē..."

Every freshman who had passed Shrek's entrance assessment had Soul Power around the level of a Soul Grandmaster. Even the weakest had reached rank eighteen, and their Martial Souls came in every strange variety imaginable.

At present, excluding Huo Yuhao and his group, the overall strength of Class Nine ranked around the middle to upper range among the classes. Based on the Soul Power displayed so far, the top freshman was still Dai Huabin, Huo Yuhao's half-brother from the original story.

"Next, number ninety-seven, Nanmen Yun'er."

It was finally Huo Yuhao's group's turn. As the freshmen saved for the finale, Mujin could be said to have given them plenty of face.

"Nanmen Yun'er. My Martial Soul is the Jade Green Bird. I am a rank twenty-six agility-attack-type Battle Soul Grandmaster!" Nanmen Yun'er was the delicate and gentle type of girl, and her sweet voice made people's hearts itch. "We're all classmates from now on, so I hope everyone will look after me!"

"Awooo—what a cute girl!" Several wolfish howls immediately rang out from the seats.

"Next, number ninety-eight, Wu Feng." Mujin continued.

In stark contrast to Nanmen Yun'er, Wu Feng strode up to the podium in great strides. Her fiery manner made the freshmen seated along the way shrink back.

"Wu Feng. My Martial Soul is the Red Dragon. I am a rank twenty-seven assault-type Battle Soul Grandmaster! I will become one of the strongest freshmen in the future. The Inner Court is my goal. I will accept any challenge from any of you and prove myself through countless victories!" Huo Yuhao and the others knew Wu Feng's personality all too well. Her latter words were clearly meant to provoke others. If not for her beautiful face and hot, sexy figure, that introduction alone would probably have offended more than half the class.

There were only around ten freshmen whose Soul Power exceeded rank twenty-five, and Wu Feng's Red Dragon Martial Soul was also of extremely high quality. Even compared with Cheng Chang'an, the number-one student who currently possessed the highest Soul Power Level, she did not seem inferior in the slightest.

"Next, number ninety-nine, Ning Tian."

Compared with Nanmen Yun'er's gentleness and Wu Feng's fiery nature, Ning Tian possessed an inborn air of leadership. An elegant smile hung on her valiant, pretty face. "Hello, everyone. I'm Ning Tian. My Martial Soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. I am a rank thirty-three support-type Battle Soul Elder."

That brief introduction plunged the entire classroom into dead silence.

Rank thirty-three? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?

A storm surged through everyone's hearts. The continent's number-one support-type Tool Martial Soul had not earned that title for nothing. More importantly, as a support-type Soul Master, she had actually reached rank thirty-three as a Soul Elder at the same age!

A monster!

That was the only word left in everyone's minds. Yes, Ning Tian's existence was undoubtedly the finest interpretation of the word monster.

Amid countless shocked and admiring gazes, Ning Tian slowly returned to her seat. She raised her snow-white chin at Huo Yuhao as though saying, See that? When it comes to Soul Power, I'm the strongest in Class Nine. Now it's your turn.

"Next, number one hundred, Huo Yuhao."

Nearly everyone's gaze fell upon him. Not only was he the final student to appear, but he also seemed to be the leading figure among Ning Tian Team. Together with that earlier burst of Spiritual Pressure, everyone believed that he was the most terrifying one in the class.

Huo Yuhao looked toward Ning Tian and saw her give him a strange smile. Clearly, Ning Tian had held something back in her introduction. Her Martial Soul was now the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but as long as she did not reveal it, no one would know.

Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up. Ning Tian's move inspired him.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Huo Yuhao hurried to the podium in a few quick steps, and his handsome little face instantly crumpled in misery.

"Fellow students—no, big shots. This little guy is Huo Yuhao. My Martial Soul is the Spiritual Eye, and I'm a rank fifteen support-type Tool Battle Soul Master. I'm weak and poor, and I have no real skills. I only got into Shrek by relying on rich lady Ning Tian. From now on, I'll have to depend on all you big shots to support me—carry me while I show off and soar!"

Huo Yuhao repeatedly bowed in every direction around the classroom. With tears and snot streaming down his face, he continued, "Getting stronger is impossible. It'll be impossible for me to get stronger in this life. Every one of you here is so talented, and the teacher speaks so nicely. I just love it here..."

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