Class President

"Yo, Wulin, you're back. How was your experience in class today?"

Seeing Tang Wulin, Wang Dong forced herself to smile.

Tang Wulin walked into the room, sat on the bed, and said,

"It felt great. The Teacher was even more outstanding than I expected, and both the Teacher and the students were very welcoming. It truly deserves to be called the continent's number one academy."

Wang Dong's face immediately fell.

"Huh? Did you and I really attend the same academy?!"

"What do you mean? Was your class experience bad?"

"Of course it was! That damn old woman..."

At the mention of this, Wang Dong practically gritted her teeth.

"The first thing she asked in class was whether anyone had gotten into a fight. Can you believe that? Asking was one thing, but when she found out nobody had fought, that old woman called Zhou Yi actually scolded us for having no fighting spirit and made us run laps on the Training Ground! Is there something wrong with her head?!"

"That happened?"

Tang Wulin was utterly shocked.

When he had clashed with Dai Huabin, Wang Yan had been so angry his face turned blue. He had never imagined there would be a Teacher who encouraged students to fight among themselves in private.

Tang Wulin's surprised expression clearly pleased Wang Dong. As if she had finally found a kindred spirit, she continued complaining.

"You think that was all? Not even close! A few students slacked off just a little, and she actually told them to get lost! That's expulsion! She's just an ordinary Teacher—what gives her the right to expel us whenever she wants? Where did she get the nerve? If I got expelled, I'd definitely have Big Daddy and Second Daddy send someone to teach her a harsh lesson!"

"..."

If Tang Wulin had merely been shocked before, he was now completely stunned.

This was expulsion—the highest-level punishment In the Academy.

Just because a few students had slacked off during the first class of the school year, they were expelled?

Would Wang Yan have done something like that?

Wang Yan's refined and easygoing smile appeared in Tang Wulin's mind, and he immediately shook his head.

Impossible. Wang Yan would never do such a thing.

If it were him, he would surely wear a gentle expression and advise the students who had made mistakes not to do it again.

It might not necessarily work, but no matter what, it was far better than such an irresponsible approach as expelling them outright.

It seemed that even within the continent's number one academy, there were unreasonable Teachers.

Tang Wulin sighed inwardly and asked,

"Then what are you going to do? Report her to the Academic Affairs Office?"

"...Forget it." Wang Dong fell silent for a moment before ultimately shaking her head. "That old woman dared to do this, so someone in the academy must be backing her. Even if I report her, it definitely won't lead anywhere."

After saying that, she stood up.

"There's less than half an hour before class starts. I'm going to the classroom now, in case that old woman loses her mind again."

"Ah, wait for me. I'm going too."

Tang Wulin hurriedly got up.

He had not done anything particularly physically exhausting that morning, and he had just eaten a hearty meal. His real reason for returning to the dormitory had only been to chat with Wang Dong.

Since Wang Dong was going to the classroom, Tang Wulin naturally followed.

On their way to the classroom, Wang Dong kept complaining, cursing Zhou Yi the entire way.

What had happened that morning had clearly left her badly pent up.

Tang Wulin tactfully acted as a qualified listener. He said little and listened to Wang Dong complain all the way.

Only after entering First Year Class One did Wang Dong's anger finally subside somewhat.

After seeing Wang Dong into the classroom, Tang Wulin headed toward First Year Class Seven.

There were not many people in the classroom yet, so Tang Wulin found a seat by the window in the back row and sat down.

From there, he could see the Training Ground and witness for himself how the old woman Wang Dong spoke of conducted her classes.

As time passed, students entered the classroom one after another.

When they saw Tang Wulin already seated inside, they wore all kinds of expressions.

Some were fearful, some admiring, some curious, some openly hostile, and some even had hearts in their Eyes.

To them, Tang Wulin's battle with Dai Huabin that morning had been extraordinarily eye-catching.

Their clash had been far too intense. Some lower-level students could not even see their movements clearly, but there was one thing everyone could tell: Tang Wulin had not only forced Dai Huabin to summon his Martial Soul, but had even forced him to use two Soul Skills, including a Thousand-Year Soul Skill.

Dai Huabin was the highest-level freshman in First Year, and he was even very likely the strongest among this year's new students. Yet Tang Wulin had forced someone like him into such a state, which showed just how formidable Tang Wulin was.

The Soul Master World had always respected strength above all else, even among children. After that battle, no one in the class dared look down on Tang Wulin because of his age anymore.

Without realizing it, another group of girls had taken seats beside Tang Wulin, every one of them looking as though they were up to no good.

Tang Wulin felt somewhat helpless.

He was starting to consider whether he should arrive later next time.

Otherwise, he would be surrounded by girls eyeing him like prey.

After a while, a familiar figure entered the classroom.

The moment he saw Tang Wulin, he rushed over with quick steps, wearing the expression of an abandoned wife.

"Wulin, how could you just leave me behind like that? That was so heartless!"

The newcomer was none other than Zhou Sichen, whom Tang Wulin had left behind in the Soul Tool Testing Area.

Tang Wulin's mouth twitched as he explained,

"Dean Qian didn't discuss it with me. He just took me away directly, so there was nothing I could do."

"Even so, you went too far! I followed you there, and then you just left me behind. I'm seriously hurt!"

"...So what do you want me to do?"

"You have to swear that you won't casually leave me behind like you did this time ever again."

"Fine, fine, fine."

Tang Wulin agreed to Zhou Sichen's demand as though humoring a child.

Zhou Sichen's booming voice attracted quite a few curious gazes, making Tang Wulin very uncomfortable.

Only after receiving Tang Wulin's affirmative answer did Zhou Sichen finally feel satisfied. Chuckling, he found a seat not far from Tang Wulin and sat down to wait for class.

Less than two minutes before class began, Wang Yan and Huo Yutong finally entered the classroom together.

Tang Wulin felt that a trace of excitement still lingered on Wang Yan's face.

If he had guessed correctly, Wang Yan must have already asked Huo Yutong about her Martial Soul and Soul Skills.

Tang Wulin could completely understand Wang Yan. His memories of experiencing Huo Yutong's First Soul Skill were still vivid.

Given Tang Wulin's current strength, facing the Mandala Snake back then should have been overwhelmingly dangerous. Yet Huo Yutong had somehow turned that battle into an easy clear with her Spiritual Detection Sharing.

If Huo Yutong's Spiritual Detection could assist him in every battle from now on, that would feel unbelievably good.

After entering the classroom, Huo Yutong gave Tang Wulin a strange look, then casually found an empty seat and sat down.

Wang Yan stepped onto the podium and said,

"Students, I have an announcement. I have decided to appoint Tang Wulin as the Class President of First Year Class Seven, and Zhou Sichen as the Class Vice President of First Year Class Seven. Does anyone object?"

Dai Huabin raised his hand without hesitation.

He said coldly,

"Teacher, whether in strength or level, I'm the strongest. Why choose these two instead of me?"

Even Wang Yan did not look pleased when dealing with him.

"Dai Huabin, I investigated the matter. The students all said that you struck first. The position of Class President is not something that can be filled through strength alone. The ability to coordinate with one's classmates is equally important. You caused such an incident on the first morning of school, so I cannot trust that you are capable of serving as Class President."

Dai Huabin frowned.

"Then what about this Zhou Sichen? What qualifies him?"

"His Soul Power Level is second only to yours in our class."

Wang Yan answered without being moved in the slightest.

The moment he said that, everyone's gaze toward Zhou Sichen turned astonished.

No one had expected this carefree fellow to be the Second Strongest in the class.