Studying and Fighting Were Two Completely Different Things, Okay?!

After setting down his cutlery, Bai Yushan neatly pushed the empty plate in front of Ye Yingluo, speaking in a calm and polite tone.

"It was delicious, thank you for the meal. It's getting late, you should go home and get some rest."

Ye Yingluo snapped out of her daze, nodded obediently, her eyes filled with deep reluctance, and didn't linger. She quickly packed all the tableware into insulated bags, stood up, and looked back at Bai Yushan several times before finally gently opening the dormitory door and leaving.

The door was completely closed, cutting off the light from the hallway outside.

Bai Yushan leaned against the door, exhaled a long breath, and his tense nerves completely relaxed, his relaxed yet wild aura spreading out again.

Meanwhile, the college infirmary was equally quiet.

Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue woke up one after another, each with varying degrees of aches and pains and feeling weak all over.

Xie Xie covered his still-aching cheek, remaining silent throughout. All his previous arrogance and confidence had been shattered. He clearly recognized the vast difference between himself and Bai Yushan; the results of two months of grueling training were utterly insignificant in front of him.

Tang Wulin moved his numb arms, the gloom in his heart Jiujiu. His Golden Dragon King Bloodline passively activated its defense, but it still couldn't withstand Bai Yushan's ordinary physical kicks.

Gu Yue leaned against the headboard, her cool eyes gazing out the window towards Bai Yushan's dormitory. She secretly mobilized a wisp of her original Dragon Clan power to probe the distance, but could only detect violent and obscure electrical fluctuations, completely unable to discern the essence of Bai Yushan's Martial Soul and his true combat strength.

As the main body of the Silver Dragon King, she felt genuine fear towards someone her own age for the first time.

Wu Changkong stood in the center of the ward, looking calmly at his three disciples who had completely suppressed their arrogance.

"Tonight's match should have made you realize how narrow-minded you are. The academy harbors many top geniuses in the Class Promotion Tournament, and Bai Yushan is just one of the most outstanding among them. From now on, put aside your impetuousness and focus on your training."

The three bowed their heads in agreement, and none of them uttered a word of rebuttal.

Wu Changkong watched the three of them rest, then turned and walked out of the infirmary. He looked up at the single dormitory room with its lights on in the distance, his thoughts churning.

He broke free from his Ice Seal Soul Skill in just a few seconds; his strength was already comparable to an ordinary Three-Ring Soul Elder. In a little while, Bai Yushan's combat power would probably be enough to directly confront Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.

He had to take the agreed-upon sparring seriously and couldn't hold back in the slightest. He also wanted to take this opportunity to thoroughly figure out all of the boy's strengths and weaknesses.

Two days later, at noon, the Eastsea Academy cafeteria was bustling with activity.

Students from all grades huddled together for lunch, their noise rising and falling. Bai Yushan sat alone in an empty seat by the window, slowly eating his lunch. His plate was full of high-calorie meat to replenish the enormous energy he Electric Current Push each day.

A tall, slender figure walked straight to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down; it was Wu Changkong.

After the overwhelming battles, the three disciples of Class 5 had completely calmed down and steadily improved their mental state through subsequent special training. However, Wu Changkong knew in his heart that no matter how well the three of them cooperated, their overall strength still could not overcome the mountain of Bai Yushan Mountain.

That's why he, as a teacher, had to put aside his pride and come to Bai Yushan to see if he could go easy on Class Promotion Tournament and not hit him so hard.

Bai Yushan raised his eyes, his gaze blunt, looking at Wu Changkong opposite him as if he were a fool, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"What serious illness would I have to participate in a Class Promotion Tournament? Do you think I have so much free time?"

Wu Changkong was stunned for a moment, completely unexpected that Bai Yushan would refuse so decisively.

"You don't want to participate?" Wu Changkong frowned slightly, patiently explaining the benefits of the competition. "Don't you know that the winner of the Class Promotion Tournament receives resource allocation and academy rewards? High-level Soul Master nutrient solution, academy prize money, and the right to use the academy's exclusive training room—these resources are extremely helpful for Soul Master cultivation."

Bai Yushan rolled his eyes upon hearing this, inwardly complaining. A powerful figure like Wu Changkong should be quite intelligent, right? How could he ask such a stupid question?

He stood up abruptly, picked up the empty plate beside him, and looked calmly at Wu Changkong.

Before you say those things, please take a look at who I am.

After saying this, Bai Yushan stopped talking and turned to walk towards the cafeteria's dishwashing area, leaving Wu Changkong sitting alone.

Wu Changkong sat there stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly realized what was happening and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

For a moment, he forgot Bai Yushan's special status in the academy.

This boy didn't need to attend classes on time or participate in daily basic training courses; almost all the academy's rules were ineffective for him. So-called competition rewards and preferential treatment in training resources, which were opportunities that other students dreamed of, were completely irrelevant to Bai Yushan.

As long as Bai Yushan asks, Dean Yu Zhen will offer up all the academy's treasured resources without reservation, so there's no need to rely on competitions to obtain rewards.

Wu Changkong looked up and sighed softly, a deep sense of disappointment welling up in his heart.

He rose to fame at a young age, becoming a top genius who emerged from the Shrek Academy halfway through his career, and had seen countless outstanding opponents throughout his life. But it wasn't until he met Bai Yushan that he truly understood the meaning of a peerless genius.

Soul Power Level has never been the standard for measuring this young man's strength. His unparalleled combat prediction, physical body comparable to the Body Martial Soul, and unique power system are all beyond the conventional understanding of Soul Master.

Looking across the entire Federation, apart from Shrek Academy's main campus, any top-tier Soul Master Academy would regard Bai Yushan as a treasure and unconditionally fulfill all his cultivation needs.

At the same time, Bai Yushan had just stepped out of the cafeteria when his soul-guided communicator on his wrist vibrated slightly. It was a message from Dean Yu Zhen, instructing him to go to the dean's office immediately.

Without delay, Bai Yushan went straight to the administration building along the main road of the campus and knocked on the door of the dean's office.

"Enter."

Yu Zhen's calm voice came from inside the room. Bai Yushan pushed open the door and walked into the office. Yu Zhen, who was sitting at his desk with a worried look on his face, instantly lost all his worries the moment he saw him. His face was full of kind smiles, and he quickly stood up and waved.

"Xiaoshan! Come in, come in, come in!"

Bai Yushan was already used to this. He calmly walked to the sofa and sat down. Without any unnecessary formalities, he got straight to the point.

"Uncle Yu Zhen, why are you in such a hurry to find me? Is there something you need?"

"Yes! Absolutely!" Yu Zhen quickly poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Bai Yushan, his expression becoming serious. He deliberately kept Bai Yushan in suspense, "Xiaoshan, have you heard of the Spirit Ascension Platform?"

Seeing that Yu Zhen was still keeping him in suspense, Bai Yushan rolled his eyes.

It's true that he likes to use superpowers to solve problems, but he's not averse to studying. With his super intelligence, no theoretical exam in the intermediate academy, from first to sixth year, has been able to stump him.

Reading and fighting are two completely different things, okay?!