Douluo Continent: Starting from the Fusion of My Martial Soul with Xiao Xiao

After the class assignments were made, things gradually got back on track.

In the classroom of Class 2, Grade 2, there are always five particularly eye-catching figures sitting by the window.

Xue Yuheng rested his chin on his hand, casually watching Teacher Mu Jin explain the theory of soul skill combinations on the podium. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating his handsome profile.

Xiao Xiao sat next to him, taking notes diligently, occasionally stealing a glance at him with a faint smile on her lips.

Xue Qingwu sat next to Xiao Xiao, still with that aloof demeanor, but her gaze would unconsciously drift towards Xue Yuheng.

Huo Yuxi and Xue Xiaoxiao sat in the back row, one looking down at her book, the other looking around curiously, her golden eyes full of bewilderment.

During this month, Shrek's courses proceeded as scheduled.

The unchanging routine of theoretical classes, practical classes, and physical training gradually bored the initially hopeful freshmen.

Most students had the mentality that "entering Shrek Academy will solve everything," so they slacked off in class and did a perfunctory job in training. The entire foreign language department was filled with a comfortable and lazy atmosphere.

Xue Yuheng saw all of this and had already made up her mind.

On Monday of the third week of enrollment, an "Application Report on Establishing Three Rankings: Heaven, Earth, and Man" quietly appeared on Yan Shaozhe's desk.

This report, though seemingly submitted by Xue Yuheng as an ordinary freshman, actually embodies the collective efforts of everyone involved.

Tang Ya promoted the benefits of the Three Rankings system to the Tang Clan disciples she recruited.

Yu Wanwan, Nan Qiuqiu, and Yu Xinrui built momentum among the senior students, winning over a large number of ordinary disciples who were dissatisfied with the existing resource allocation.

Wu Ming and Zhang Lexuan then spread the word among the teaching staff, gaining support from many young teachers.

Xu Jinrou even used her position as the vice-captain of the Shrek Seven Devils to directly deliver the report to the elders of the Sea God Pavilion.

In just three days, the proposal for the three-list system spread like wildfire throughout the School of Foreign Languages.

"Have you heard? Someone proposed setting up three rankings—Heaven, Earth, and Man—to allocate resources based on strength!"

"Really? That's great! I've long been disgusted by those noble children who hoard the best resources and don't cultivate!"

"If this could really be implemented, we commoner disciples would finally have a chance to rise above our circumstances!"

"I think it's good too; competition is what drives motivation!"

The young trainees were very enthusiastic and discussed it extensively.

After all, for the vast majority of ordinary disciples without any background, this is an opportunity for them to obtain more cultivation resources.

Sea God Pavilion, Conference Room.

Beside the antique long table sat a dozen elderly men with gray hair. They were all elders of Shrek Academy, each of them a powerful figure at least at the Title Douluo level.

Moon sat in the main seat, holding the application report for the three-list system in his hand, slowly flipping through it.

Yan Shaozhe sat to his left, his brows furrowed, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction: "I disagree with this so-called three-rank system. How can Shrek Academy's rules, established over ten thousand years, be changed so easily?"

Allocating resources based on ranking by strength will only make students opportunistic, causing them to fight each other and disrupting the harmony of the academy.

"Dean Yan is wrong." A cheerful voice rang out. The speaker was an old woman in a blue robe, none other than Song Lao, a level 97 Super Douluo of the Power Attack type. "Everyone knows what the academy is like now."

Having been comfortable for too long, the children have lost their fighting spirit.

Without competition, there is no progress. If things continue like this, Shrek will eventually be eliminated by the times.

"Elder Song is right." Another senior member nodded. "I think this three-rank system is very good. It can both stimulate the students' enthusiasm for cultivation and make more rational use of resources."

Those talented but resourceful commoner disciples finally had a chance to rise to prominence.

"But..." Yan Shaozhe wanted to argue.

"Alright." Moon raised his hand to interrupt him and slowly said, "I think this suggestion is good. Ten thousand years ago, the reason why we Shrek Academy was able to rise to prominence was because of our spirit of daring to fight and struggle."

These are extraordinary times, so it's good for the children to get some exercise.

He paused, then continued, "How about this, let's start with a pilot program in the outer courtyard."

If it works well, then it can be extended to the inner courtyard.

The specific rules and rewards will be formulated jointly by Dean Yan and Elder Song.

"Yes, Elder Mu." Although Yan Shaozhe was unwilling, he dared not disobey his teacher Mu En's order and could only nod in agreement.

A week later, the "Shrek Academy Outer Court Three Rankings Trial Implementation Measures," which had been repeatedly discussed and revised by the elders of the Sea God Pavilion, were officially announced to the public.

The regulations stipulate that the three lists are open to all students from other colleges, and participation is voluntary.

The college will organize a ranking competition every month and update the ranking list based on the competition results.

The list will openly and transparently display each student's age, martial spirit, spirit power level, spirit ring configuration, and area of ​​expertise, and will be subject to supervision by all students.

The list is divided into three tiers:

The Heavenly Ranking: There are 100 spots in total, and those who make the list are called "Heavenly Beauties".

The top 10 will receive one soul bone of any age, one thousand-year-old rare herb, unlimited access to the core cultivation room, and one opportunity to enter the Sea God Pavilion for cultivation each month.

Those ranked 11-50 will receive an 800-year-old rare herb each month and the right to use an advanced cultivation room for 20 days each month.

Those ranked 51-100 will receive three rare 500-year-old medicinal herbs each month and the right to use an advanced cultivation room for 10 days each month.

The Earth Ranking: There are 1000 spots available, and those who make the list are called "geniuses".

Those ranked 1st to 500th will receive a 500-year-old rare herb and unlimited access to an intermediate cultivation room every month.

Those ranked 501-1000 will receive five century-old rare herbs each month and the right to use the beginner cultivation room for 20 days each month.

The list of "talents" includes 10000 spots. Those who make the list are referred to as "talents".

All those who make the list will receive two century-old rare herbs each month and the right to use the beginner cultivation room for 10 days each month.

In addition, the ten students who rise the most in each ranking competition will receive an extra "progress award," with the reward depending on the magnitude of the rise.

Students whose rankings drop for three consecutive months will be removed from the list and lose all rewards.

The astonishingly generous reward scheme immediately caused a huge uproar in the School of Foreign Languages ​​upon its announcement.

"My God! It actually has a soul bone!"

"There's also the opportunity to cultivate at Sea God Lake! That's a place only inner court disciples can go to!"

"I'll give it my all! I've never even seen what a rare and precious herb looks like!"

"I want to be on the Heavenly Ranking! I want to be the Heavenly Beauty!"

The entire Foreign Languages ​​Department instantly erupted in excitement.

The once lifeless campus was suddenly filled with vitality. On the playground, in the training rooms, and in the library, students were diligently practicing.

Everyone was putting in their best effort, hoping to achieve a good result in the first qualifying round.

Xue Yuheng stood in the corridor of the teaching building, looking at the bustling scene below, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

This is what Shrek should be like.

Another week passed, and the first ranking competition of the School of Foreign Languages ​​officially came to an end.

When the first list of the three rankings of Heaven, Earth, and Man was posted on the college bulletin board, it caused a sensation once again.

At the very top of the list, in the first position of the Heavenly Ranking, above the more than ninety Soul Kings, the two characters "Xiao Xiao" were prominently written.

At the age of twelve, he was a level forty Soul Master with the Four Symbols Divine Dragon Cauldron Martial Soul.

Following closely behind were Xue Qingwu, Huo Yuxi, and Xue Xiaoxiao, all twelve-year-old Soul Masters at level forty.

Xue Yuheng's name appeared at the very end of the Heavenly Ranking, ranking 100th.

Twelve years old, level 30 Soul Master, no third Soul Ring.

This result surprised everyone.

"What? This year's freshmen, there's a guy named Xue Yuheng who's ranked last on the Heavenly Ranking?"

"Isn't he only level 30? He doesn't even have his third spirit ring yet, how could he possibly be on the Heavenly Ranking?"

"He must have gotten in through connections! How come a Soul Master without a third soul ring can get into the Heavenly Ranking?"

"Exactly! It's so unfair! I'm a level 33 Great Soul Master, and I'm only ranked around 700th on the Earth Ranking!"

The doubts rose and fell, and the most dissatisfied of them all was Xue Yuheng's roommate, Wang Dong.

During this month, Wang Dong cultivated desperately and finally broke through to the peak of the 29th level Great Soul Master, only one step away from becoming a Soul Venerable.

He originally thought he would at least make it into the top 100 of the Earth Ranking, but he only ranked 213th on the Human Ranking.

And Xue Yuheng, who seems so carefree, actually made it onto the Heavenly Ranking!

How could the proud Wang Dong accept this?

That evening, Xue Yuheng had just returned to his dormitory when Wang Dong stopped him.

Wang Dong stood with his hands on his hips, his pinkish-blue eyes blazing with anger as he glared at Xue Yuheng: "Xue Yuheng! Explain yourself! What makes you think you're on the Heavenly Ranking? How could a Soul Master without a third soul ring be ranked ahead of me? You must have pulled some strings, right?"

Xue Yuheng raised an eyebrow, tossed his coat onto the bed, and said calmly, "Based on ability."

"Strength?" Wang Dong sneered, "I don't believe it! If you're so capable, let's fight again!"

If I win this time, you go and tell the academy to give me your spot on the Heavenly Ranking!

"You can't beat me." Xue Yuheng shook his head.

"You don't dare?" Wang Dong provoked. "Are you afraid? Afraid of losing to a Great Soul Master like me?"

Xue Yuheng sighed helplessly: "Fine. Since you insist on getting beaten up, I'll grant your wish."

But it's a deal, if you lose this time...

You have to buy me breakfast for a month.

"No problem!" Wang Dong immediately agreed, full of confidence. "I'll definitely beat you this time!"

The two returned to the open space below the dormitory building.

As night deepened, the moonlight spilled onto the ground, like a layer of white frost.

A large number of students who had rushed over after hearing the news had gathered around. Everyone wanted to see what kind of skills Xue Yuheng, who had entered the Heavenly Ranking without a third soul ring, possessed.

"Are you ready?" Wang Dong assumed a fighting stance, his eyes sharply fixed on Xue Yuheng.

"Come on." Xue Yuheng remained as casual as ever, his hands in his pockets. "Same old rules as before. I won't use my spirit rings. If you can touch me even once, you win."

"Arrogant!"

Wang Dong roared and suddenly exerted force with his feet, charging towards Xue Yuheng like a blue lightning bolt. After a month of hard training, his speed and strength had improved significantly.

The fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, struck straight at Xue Yuheng's face.

Ke Xueyuheng simply turned her body slightly to the side and easily dodged the punch.

Wang Dong missed his attack and immediately changed tactics, unleashing a barrage of attacks—elbows, knees, and kicks—like a storm—on Xue Yuheng.

His movements became faster and faster, leaving afterimages in his wake, dazzling the surrounding audience.

No matter how he attacked, Xue Yuheng could dodge with ease.

His steps seemed slow, yet he always managed to dodge Wang Dong's attacks perfectly, as if he had anticipated his movements.

After playing for more than ten minutes, Wang Dong was already panting heavily, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his short pink hair was soaked.

But he didn't even touch the hem of Xue Yuheng's clothes.

"Not playing anymore?" Xue Yuheng looked at him, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Who said we weren't going to fight!" Wang Dong gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes. "You forced me to this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling blue light burst forth from his body. A pair of magnificent blue wings unfurled from his back, and two yellow spirit rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"Second Soul Skill, Butterfly God's Light!"

Wang Dong's second soul skill actually has a lifespan of a thousand years!

The enormous blue light blade slashed towards Xue Yuheng, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound.

Xue Yuheng shook his head, raised his right hand, and casually reached for the light blade.

Just like last time, the Butterfly God's Light, which was enough to easily kill a Great Soul Master, was forcefully pinched by Xue Yuheng's hand, and then gently squeezed, shattering into countless light points.

Wang Dong froze in mid-air, his face filled with disbelief.

Xue Yuheng looked up at him and beckoned with her finger.

An invisible force enveloped Wang Dong, and he involuntarily fell from mid-air.

Xue Yuheng quickly stepped forward, reached out and pulled Wang Dong into her arms.

Caught off guard, Wang Dong crashed into Xue Yuheng's chest.

His face was pressed against Xue Yuheng's clothes, and he could clearly smell the faint fragrance emanating from him.

The soft touch made Wang Dong's face flush red instantly, like a ripe apple.

"You...you let me go!" Wang Dong struggled to push Xue Yuheng away, but Xue Yuheng's arms were like iron hoops, holding him tightly, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Are you convinced now?" Xue Yuheng looked down at Wang Dong in his arms, a playful smile on his lips.

Wang Dong's heart was pounding, his cheeks were burning, and even his ears were bright red. He didn't dare to look Xue Yuheng in the eye, and could only lower his head and mutter softly, "I...I give up."

Xue Yuheng then released his grip.

Wang Dong quickly took a few steps back, straightened his disheveled clothes, and avoided looking at Xue Yuheng.

His mind was in turmoil. The feeling of being held in Xue Yuheng's arms just now made him feel both unfamiliar and strange, and there was also a trace of inexplicable excitement.

The surrounding spectators dispersed when the match ended.

Everyone was shocked by Xue Yuheng's ability to crush a thousand-year-old soul skill with his bare hands, and no one questioned his place on the Heavenly Ranking anymore.

Only Xue Yuheng and Wang Dong remained on the open ground.

Wang Dong hesitated for a long time before finally raising his head to look at Xue Yuheng and asking softly, "Um... Xue Yuheng, are you in a relationship?"

Xue Yuheng raised an eyebrow: "Why do you ask that?"

"I...I see that little girl named Xiao Xiao from Class Two, she's with you every day." Wang Dong's cheeks flushed again. "Is she your girlfriend?"

He paused, then said earnestly, "Xue Yuheng, we are still young. We should focus on our studies and cultivation. Dating will interfere with our cultivation."

Xue Yuheng found his serious expression somewhat amusing. He deliberately leaned forward, close to Wang Dong's ear, and said slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Really? But I thought, when I hugged you just now, it felt really nice."

"you!"

Wang Dong's face instantly turned bright red. He took a step back abruptly, pointed at Xue Yuheng, and was so angry that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"You...you scoundrel!"

After saying that, he turned and ran, like a frightened little rabbit, quickly running back to his dormitory.

Xue Yuheng watched his retreating figure and smiled faintly.

Maybe creating a list of campus beauties and campus hunks wouldn't be bad.