Douluo Dragon King: Martial Soul Bow, I pierce the abyss with a single arrow!

Long Hengxu looked at Lu Ze, feeling conflicted. With the promotion competition approaching, he really hoped that Wu Changkong could cause a big scene and put some pressure on the new students.

That's why Han Lan, who should have been in Class 3, was assigned to Class 5. The fight just now was indeed unexpected, but it also served as an opportunity to transfer Xie Xie, who has twin martial souls, to Class 5.

The strength of Class 5 is now far beyond what is expected. Even without any coaching, they could easily defeat Class 3 in a match right now.

If Lu Ze also went, then Class 5's strength on paper alone would probably be enough to rival Class 1.

The purpose of the promotion tournament is to motivate.

What he wanted was a group of useless students, under Wu Changkong's guidance, to sound the horn of counterattack and bring some freshness and pressure to the new grade, rather than absolute crushing.

So Long Hengxu didn't want Lu Ze to go to Class 5, but Lu Ze had already spoken.

He couldn't do the opposite, otherwise Long Hengxu was afraid that he would be expelled tomorrow because his left foot stepped into the school gate first.

How could someone voluntarily suggest going to Class 5?!

Long Hengxu then realized that Wu Changkong must have received the news and was coming for him. After all, Wu Changkong came from Shrek Academy, and presumably the tyrant Douluo wanted his disciple to learn from him.

What should we do...?

"So, although you violated school rules, you meant well and deserve a reward... So, you're still officially a student in Class 1, but you'll be attending classes in Class 5 every day."

Lu Ze looked at Long Hengxu with an incredulous expression. What kind of stupid move was this?

"Okay." But he still agreed.

Long Hengxu breathed a sigh of relief.

His life was truly like walking on thin ice...

"As for you..." Long Hengxu looked at Tang Wulin, "Although you broke the public property, there was a reason for it, so Zhou Changxi will compensate for it, and you will be responsible for paying Zhou Changxi's medical expenses."

Tang Wulin was initially a little panicked when he heard about the compensation for public property, but he later breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Changxi was, after all, a Soul Master. He had only fallen from the second floor, so at most he would only suffer some external injuries and would only be compensated a few hundred federal dollars.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Changxi's eyes widened in anger. "On what grounds?"

Long Hengxu was already furious, so it was reasonable for anyone to pay the compensation, but Lu Ze was clearly biased towards Tang Wulin's side, and he wasn't stupid.

Hearing Zhou Changxi argue back, he looked at Zhou Changxi with a cold expression. Who do you think you are, daring to talk back to him like that?

Noticing Long Hengxu's gaze, Zhou Changxi quietly shut up.

Seeing that Lu Ze did not object, Long Hengxu considered the punishment settled.

The five of them left the office together.

"Um, thank you."

"Hmm?" Xie Xie looked over at the sound and realized that it was Tang Wulin thanking him.

Lu Ze was a little embarrassed, "No need, no need."

"Uh, are you the older brother from three years ago?" Tang Wulin asked.

"Ah, yes, it's me." Lu Ze nodded to Tang Wulin.

To be fair, Tang Wulin was quite adorable as a child; otherwise, Lu Ze wouldn't have spent money to buy the book to read.

Later, he was led astray by the devil's whispers, but since he had already spent the money, Lu Ze had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue watching.

Lu Ze couldn't help but pat Tang Wulin's head.

"Hmm—" Tang Wulin seemed to enjoy it so much that he let out a strange eagle-like sound.

This reminds me of a certain jade.

Ah, Lu Ze lowered his hand.

"Wow, big brother, you're amazing! You're already a second-ring Soul Master!" Tang Wulin couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Lu Ze modestly declined.

"Big brother, what's your name?"

"Lu Ze".

"My name is Tang Wulin."

"Um."

……

Lu Ze returned to his dormitory, where two figures were already seated.

Lu Ze walked into the room and placed the dormitory key on the table.

"Are you our roommate?" The person who asked the question was quite handsome, with bangs on his forehead and a friendly tone, but Lu Ze could sense his arrogance.

Lu Ze pointed to the bed he had reserved earlier and nodded in acknowledgment.

The boy extended his hand to Lu Ze. "Hello, my name is Zhang Yangzi, and my martial soul is the Dark Illusionary Demon Eagle."

Then, Zhang Yangzi pointed to another person next to him, "His name is Wang Jinxi, and his martial soul is Bone Dragon King."

Wang Jinxi was extremely thin, with cold eyes, giving off a somewhat sinister feeling.

Lu Ze nodded and grasped her hand in return. "Lu Ze, Martial Soul: Nameless Bow."

He still vaguely remembered these two combinations: a combination of a yin angle and a yang angle.

"The Nameless Bow?" Wang Jinxi asked at the opportune moment.

Lu Ze smiled. "Yes, this is the first time my martial soul has appeared."

Zhang Yangzi became interested. A new martial soul? This meant that everything was unknown. You see, the greatest strength of soul skills lies in their unknown nature.

"Is it just the three of us in the dorm now?"

"It should be."

None of the three were arrogant people, and after chatting for a while, they quickly became friends.

"Hey, you're in Class 1 too, right?" Zhang Yangzi asked.

Lu Ze touched his nose. "Not entirely."

"Not entirely?"

Lu Ze then explained the whole story to the two of them.

"Wow, impressive, they got into a fight as soon as they arrived." Zhang Yangzi couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Heh, it's only because the other side is weak enough, otherwise you wouldn't have been involved." A discordant voice suddenly came over.

The moment the words left his mouth, the previously harmonious atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly froze.

The three of them stopped moving at the same time and looked towards the door.

A tall, slender boy was leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest, his chin slightly raised, looking at the three people in the dormitory.

The boy's gaze fell on Lu Ze; he disliked such attention-seeking individuals. He pointed to Lu Ze's bed, "I'll take this bed. Take your things."

Lu Ze was secretly pleased. On the first day of school, he first ran into Zhou Changxi, and now another one had appeared.

Perhaps because it's a fictional world, there are always a lot of annoying characters.

Ignoring everything else, Lu Ze swung his left hand out with a "whoosh" and hit the boy's face.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the dormitory, abrupt and loud.

The boy covered his burning cheeks in disbelief; the stinging pain clearly told him that everything that had just happened was real.

He, Wei Xiaofeng, was actually beaten?

Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi were completely stunned. Neither of them expected Lu Ze to be so decisive, slapping them across the face.

How simple and brutal this is!

Oh my god...

"You...you dare to hit me?" Wei Xiaofeng's anger was completely ignited. He suddenly lowered his hand, and a clear five-finger mark was particularly conspicuous on it.

Lu Ze shook his hand and moved his wrist.

"So what if we hit him?"

"court death!"

Wei Xiaofeng roared, his whole body turning into a blur, carrying a gust of wind, and punched straight at Lu Ze's face.

This punch was powerful and heavy, clearly delivered in anger.

Seeing this, Lu Ze calmly took half a step to the left.

Wei Xiaofeng's fist grazed the hem of his clothes and missed, the immense force causing him to stagger.

As for Lu Ze, one can only say that...

The hem of her clothes was slightly dirty.