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

good chance.

Lu Ze gave him no chance to adjust his posture, bending his right knee and precisely pressing it against Wei Xiaofeng's lower abdomen.

boom!

A muffled thud.

Wei Xiaofeng's body arched like a boiled shrimp, his feet left the ground, and he flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall behind him with a loud bang.

Zhang Yangzi was horrified and instinctively wanted to step forward and break up the fight.

But Wang Jinxi grabbed him and shook his head at him, his gloomy eyes now revealing a hint of excitement.

Lu Ze looked at Wei Xiaofeng curled up on the ground, his heart unmoved.

These Soul Masters have no combat ability other than their Soul Skills; Lu Ze could easily defeat them with just a little physical skill.

"Aaaaaah!"

Wei Xiaofeng struggled to his feet, the excruciating pain and humiliation driving him to the brink of madness. He roared to the sky, and two yellow halos suddenly rose from beneath his feet.

A second-level Soul Master!

As the spirit ring appeared, a small snake, entirely emerald green with a triangular head and its tongue flicking in and out of its mouth, materialized out of thin air and coiled around his shoulder.

This is his spirit.

Zhang Yangzi's expression changed; things had gotten serious. Using their souls—this was now a real battle.

Seeing Wei Xiaofeng summon his spirit, Lu Ze did not summon the Shadow Serpent. Instead, he suddenly threw another punch.

Summoning spirits = Disobedience = Need to be defeated and subdued.

Seeing Lu Ze's swift attack, Wei Xiaofeng could only cross his arms to block. The small green snake on his shoulder also twisted its body, preparing to take the opportunity to climb onto Lu Ze's hand.

Wei Xiaofeng waited a while, but still didn't feel Lu Ze's long fist coming. Could it be that the Green Shadow Serpent had succeeded?

Looking up again, Lu Ze was holding the Azure Shadow Snake in his hand, smiling at him.

It turned out that Lu Ze's target was not Wei Xiaofeng from the beginning. The moment the Green Shadow Snake pounced, Lu Ze's right hand changed from a fist to a palm and grabbed it.

He walked slowly to Wei Xiaofeng, who was still in shock, raised his hand, and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner.

Wei Xiaofeng trembled, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, staring at him in horror. This person had actually defeated him and the Green Shadow Serpent using only his physical strength.

"See, isn't that good?" Lu Ze's smile was gentle and bright.

"We'll be roommates from now on, so let's get along well!"

The dormitory fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Zhang Yangzi broke the silence. He looked at the two yellow soul rings that had not yet dissipated under Wei Xiaofeng's feet, then at the calm and collected Lu Ze, and finally turned his gaze to the silent Wang Jinxi.

"You're also from the Second Ring Road," Zhang Yangzi said to Wei Xiaofeng, using a declarative sentence.

Then he took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

"As far as I know, the intermediate department only admitted four new students from the Second Ring Road this year."

"They should all be in our dorm."

"So, you are too?" Zhang Yangzi passed the question to Lu Ze.

"Mm." Lu Ze nodded.

"And you, are you also in Class One?" The question was directed at Wei Xiaofeng.

"Yes..." Wei Xiaofeng was still a little frustrated. He couldn't beat them in terms of pure strength, and he couldn't beat them in terms of spirit either.

"All four of this year's top soul masters are in Class 1. It seems there's not much suspense in this year's promotion tournament for the first-year students," Zhang Yangzi remarked.

Lu Ze's expression was strange. Was it really going to be a foregone conclusion? This was rather interesting.

It's strange, even though there was no competition or discussion. But after the four of them learned that they were the only four Great Soul Masters of this year, their relationship inexplicably became much more harmonious.

Wei Xiaofeng didn't cause any more trouble, and Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi also kept quiet about what had just happened.

Silent all night.

……

The following day, the opening ceremony of Donghai Academy was held in the huge central square.

Thousands of new students, dressed in brand-new school uniforms, stood in neat rows according to their class order. The square was bustling with people, filled with youthful energy and excitement.

Lu Ze stood in the first class's line, next to Zhang Yangzi and the others. However, he was somewhat absent-minded, his gaze passing over the crowd in front of him and precisely locking onto a special formation in the corner.

Class 5.

Lu Ze's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the amplified soul guide coming from the podium.

"Welcome to Donghai College, students! Here, you will dedicate yourselves to pursuing your dreams..."

The college president was standing on the stage, delivering a passionate opening address.

It's the same old set again.

Lu Ze yawned and began to drift off into his own thoughts. He was so tired of hearing this kind of bureaucratic writing in his previous life that he was practically sick of it; he never expected to have to go through it all again after transmigrating.

Fortunately, the ceremony ended quickly, and there were no objections to the class assignments, except for Lu Ze himself.

Students from each class, led by their homeroom teachers, went to their respective classrooms.

"Lu Ze, are you really going to Class 5?" Zhang Yangzi leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Yesterday they learned about Lu Ze's "special treatment"—he was ranked in Class 1 but studied in Class 5.

"That dance teacher, I heard, was sent over by a high-ranking subordinate," Wang Jinxi couldn't help but interject, his tone still calm.

"Mm." Lu Ze nodded, giving them a reassuring look.

He broke away from the main group of Class 1 and walked against the flow of people towards Class 5.

The students of Class 5 followed Wu Changkong dejectedly, each with an expression as if they were heading to their execution. The atmosphere in the entire group was extremely oppressive.

Being officially recognized as a newbie, how could I not feel bad?

Lu Ze followed at the back of the group at a leisurely pace and soon arrived at Class 5's classroom.

This is a classroom located in the most remote corner of the teaching building, and the facilities look older than those in the other classrooms.

Lu Ze pushed open the door and entered.

There were only about twenty students in Class 5, and Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were among them. The two were sitting in the back row of the classroom, arguing heatedly over a seat.

"I claimed this first!"

"What gives you the right? Is your name written on it?"

Lu Ze's entry interrupted the argument between the two.

Tang Wulin's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Ze.

"Brother Lu Ze!"

Xie Xie recognized him too; he was the guy who had lifted him up yesterday. He immediately curled his lip and snorted in annoyance.

Lu Ze smiled and nodded at Tang Wulin, then casually found an empty seat and sat down.

Just then, the classroom door was pushed open again.

A tall, stern-faced man with long, dark blue hair casually draped in walked in.

He was dressed in a white tracksuit, and his demeanor was so cold that he kept people at arm's length.

The temperature in the entire classroom seemed to drop a few degrees because of his arrival.

All eyes were involuntarily drawn to him. Lu Ze was no exception.

He knew this was the aloof and arrogant male god, Wu Changkong.

To be honest, he is indeed very handsome. His dark green eyes and ice-blue hair complement each other, creating a unique charm.

Wu Changkong walked to the front of the podium and looked around at the few scattered students below the stage.

He spoke slowly, his voice as cold as he was.

"From today onwards, I will be your homeroom teacher."

"Dancing in the Sky".