Experiencing Soul Tools, Accepting Soul Tools

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at Huo Yuhao's performance. He had forcefully acted out the vivid image of a useless rookie. To prove just how weak and powerless he was, Huo Yuhao even activated his Simulation Soul Skill, displaying only a white Soul Ring.

Of course, no one could tell that it was a Million Year Soul Ring.

The entire class looked at one another from their seats. If they had not known that the guy onstage was putting on an act, they might have applauded so hard they forgot their own limits.

"Classmate Huo, do you think we believe you?" Cheng Chang'an revealed a gentlemanly yet polite smile. When Huo Yuhao had released his Spiritual Pressure earlier, he had been among those present.

Huo Yuhao had surely used some sort of trick to make everyone believe he possessed only a Ten-Year Soul Ring.

After finishing his performance, Huo Yuhao greeted people as he made his way back to his seat. Mujin was equally speechless. Which elite present did not want to make a stunning impression and show off their best side?

Yet Huo Yuhao deliberately did the opposite, making himself seem as bad as possible. The key was that everyone knew he was no ordinary person, yet no one could see through him.

Mysterious! That was what everyone present was thinking. Moreover, Huo Yuhao had practically made it clear that he was someone who loved Playing the pig to eat the tiger.

Mujin had never stipulated that introductions had to be truthful, and Huo Yuhao was more than happy to hide his strength.

"Alright, that concludes the introductions. Next—" Mujin had just been about to end the introduction session when a figure shot through the classroom door like lightning.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

It was a thin young man, barely over 1.7 meters tall, with a pair of foolish-looking yet exceptionally bright eyes.

Huo Yuhao frowned tightly as he looked at the newcomer. Then, as though he had noticed something, he silently smiled.

"Class Nine freshman, Xie Huanyue, number one hundred and one." The young man loudly reported to Mujin.

Xie Huanyue?

This was a name deeply beloved by the freshmen. It was precisely because he had turned the dormitory building into a complete mess that the academy had reluctantly sent a large number of people to clean it up. As a result, their batch of freshmen had benefited from the disaster and gotten to live in newly renovated dormitories.

"Introduce yourself." Mujin remembered that this fellow, who had still been a fat man two days ago, was Huo Yuhao's friend. Therefore, she did not dwell on Xie Huanyue's lateness.

"Uh, hello, everyone. I'm Xie Huanyue, the man who will become the king of the freshmen." Xie Huanyue grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "My Martial Soul is the Sun God Ape. I'm a level-forty Assault-Type Battle Soul Ancestor!"

The entire classroom fell into dead silence. One could hear a pin drop.

Mujin's hand trembled, and her pen punctured a hole through the roll book with a swish. The other freshmen's mouths were wide enough to fit an egg.

Level forty? Was that some kind of joke?

Yes. After being unconscious for two days, Xie Huanyue had finally awakened his Sun God Ape Martial Soul, and his Soul Power had soared all the way to level forty. As long as he hunted a suitable Soul Beast, he would become a true Soul Ancestor.

What did a twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor signify? It meant that the moment he entered Shrek, he already met the requirements for graduation from the outer court.

This was a real monster, wasn't it? Everyone looked at Xie Huanyue with deep wariness. With such talent, entering the inner court in the future was practically guaranteed.

And that was indeed the case. After the academy higher-ups took him away, they discovered that his Martial Soul had undergone a Secondary Awakening into the unknown Sun God Ape, while his Soul Power had broken through level forty. They immediately abandoned the idea of making him compensate the academy for its cleaning losses and reserved a guaranteed inner-court admission spot for him.

As long as such talent was properly nurtured, he could reach the level of a Titled Douluo by around the age of twenty.

Xie Huanyue swept his gaze around the classroom and finally spotted Huo Yuhao at the very back. The latter smiled and nodded at him, then patted the empty seat beside Nanmen Yun'er, signaling for him to come over.

This scene was also noticed by some observant people, making them even more wary of Huo Yuhao. Even a level-forty prodigy knew him. Huo Yuhao's identity and strength were definitely not simple.

"Yuhao." Xie Huanyue walked over and sat down, then smiled sincerely at Huo Yuhao. "Thank you."

Although he did not know what method Huo Yuhao had used to awaken his Sun God Ape bloodline, when his life had been hanging by a thread, it had clearly been Huo Yuhao who stimulated his body's will to survive and brought him back from the brink of death.

To him, this was undoubtedly a life-saving grace!

Thus, Xie Huanyue was sincerely grateful to Huo Yuhao. What Huo Yuhao wanted was also this fat man's genuine friendship. In a place like Shrek, besides having sufficient personal strength, one also needed a powerful group capable of handling many matters.

At that moment, Mujin's lesson was about to begin.

"All freshmen, follow me to the training ground. Today, I'll teach you your first lesson through practical methods." With that, Mujin walked out of the classroom.

Although they did not know what this approachable teacher intended to do, influenced by her affinity, all the students in the class gradually followed her out of the classroom.

Sure enough, upon reaching the training ground, Huo Yuhao spotted a class running laps together from afar. At the very front of the main group was a pinkish-blue-haired youth. He was none other than Wang Dong, Wang Dong'er, whom Huo Yuhao had met briefly yesterday.

It had to be said that according to the Original plot direction, Wang Dong only had Soul Power in the twenties. Yet due to the influence of her Triple Martial Souls, both her physical constitution and the abundance of her Soul Power far surpassed those of her peers. Even Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er, whose Soul Power currently exceeded hers, might not necessarily be her match in a one-on-one fight.

Huo Yuhao merely glanced at her from afar before withdrawing his gaze. He was even unwilling to conduct excessive spiritual probing on Wang Dong. No one knew just how many methods the deities of the Douluo Plane possessed, and he could not expose himself to the Gods too early.

"Class Nine students, divide into two groups. One group will consist of Soul Masters with combat abilities, such as assault-type, Agility Attack Soul Masters, and defense-type Soul Masters. The other will consist of control-type and Support Type Soul Masters who lack combat ability. You have one minute to take your places." Mujin glanced at the old woman in the distance directing her class to run laps and could not help curling her lips disdainfully before speaking to the freshmen before her.

Most freshmen who had passed the entrance examination were assault-type or agility attack-type, possessing considerable combat ability. Support-type and food-type Soul Masters numbered only a handful, and even including control-type Soul Masters, who were half combat-oriented, there were only a little over twenty people.

Huo Yuhao naturally joined the group of more than twenty people. Ning Tian stood beside him, at the very back of the group.

"All support-type, food-type, and control-type freshmen, come over here." Mujin called to the group of twenty-odd students. Then, under everyone's puzzled gazes, she took out a large stack of shoes from her Storage Soul Tool.

More precisely, they were second-grade Soul Tools—Propulsion Shoes that accelerated through jet propulsion.

"We'll only run five laps. Those of you who are not skilled in combat should put on these shoes and use your Soul Power to familiarize yourselves with them. In ten minutes, everyone will complete five laps at top speed. You may use Soul Power, but you may not activate your Martial Souls, and you are absolutely forbidden from competing in secret. I'll check your results then."

Mujin casually pulled over a support-type girl, had her put on a pair of Propulsion Shoes, and carefully explained how to use the Soul Tool in front of the twenty-odd students.

On the other side, the vast majority of combat-type Soul Masters still looked down on Soul Tools. They did not believe those non-combatants could match the speed of physically powerful Battle Soul Masters after putting on Soul Tools. This was especially true for Agility Attack Soul Masters.

The clever freshmen immediately understood Mujin's intentions. She wanted them to accept Soul Tools. Compared to the Sun Moon Empire brought about by the Continental collision, the three great empires of the original Douluo Continent were still rejecting Soul Tools. Even though Soul Tools brought tremendous convenience to their daily lives, their innate pride in Martial Souls still made them disdain Soul Engineers.

Only after truly using and experiencing Soul Tools could one understand Soul Tools, accept Soul Tools, and research and develop Soul Tools.

Huo Yuhao also put on a pair of Propulsion Shoes. Apart from Storage Soul Tools, this was the first time he had personally used a Soul Tool. Following Mujin's instructions, he activated his Soul Power, which instantly became fuel for the shoes. A concentrated flame roughly a foot long sprayed from beneath his feet, propelling him off the ground.

Though he did not rise very high, they were simply too fun to play with—just like Iron Man! Huo Yuhao adjusted his balance in midair and sped along with convincing flair. Although the other non-combat freshmen did not possess much fighting power, their Soul Power was still there. With sufficient Soul Power and Soul Tools, they believed they might not be unable to compete with those combat-type talents in speed.

"I have to admit, you humans possess incredibly powerful creativity." Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's voice rang out in Huo Yuhao's mind at just the right moment. As a Soul Beast, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had no choice but to admire humanity's craftsmanship.

"They really are good things. Compared to those Tang Sect hidden weapons, they are superior in every way." Through the soul link, Bibi Dong sensed the exquisite internal structure of the shoes and could not help praising them as well.

Who would have thought that a mere second-grade Soul Tool would earn the recognition of a Million-Year Soul Beast and a deity? If the Propulsion Shoes could speak, they would surely be weeping tears of gratitude and proclaiming that their existence had been worthwhile.

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