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

"I am your homeroom teacher, Wu Changkong."

"For the next six years, you will all be my students."

"The first thing I want to emphasize is that you can pretend you didn't hear what Director Long Hengxu just said. Even if you're a bunch of good-for-nothings, I will make you the strongest among your peers. Unless you drop out of school, this will be your goal for the next six years."

Dancing in the sky, still wildly unrestrained.

However, he certainly had the potential. After wasting so many years, he reached level 98 in no time.

Lu Ze's answer is simply: Awesome!

"Now, please begin your self-introductions. State your name, martial spirit, soul power level, and what kind of soul master you aspire to be. Begin!"

Simple and straightforward, without any formalities.

Wu Changkong pointed in the direction of the row on the side where Tang Wulin was.

First, Yun Xiao introduced herself, and then it was Tang Wulin's turn.

Tang Wulin stood up, and Wu Changkong's gaze fell directly on him.

Tang Wulin immediately understood why Yun Xiaohui's voice had trembled earlier; Wu Changkong's gaze was simply too sharp, giving the feeling that he could pierce through a person.

"Tang Wulin, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level 11, Goal:..." Tang Wulin paused here.

"I don't have a goal yet."

Someone muttered from below, "A useless martial spirit, of course it has no goal."

"Whoosh!" A piece of chalk flew out accurately like a guided missile, landing right in the student's mouth.

"Ugh!" The chalk tip, with its spiraling force, actually burrowed into his throat, causing the student to gag immediately.

Wu Changkong coldly said, "In this world, there are no useless martial spirits, only useless people. Before calling others useless, think about what kind of person you are. If you weren't useless, would you have been assigned to Class Five?"

Are there no useless martial spirits, only useless people?

A certain master at level 29: How dare you insult me!

"continue."

Wu Changkong's coldness and domineering presence immediately silenced all the students in the class.

"My name is Zhou Changxi. My martial soul is the Great Ape. My soul power is level 11. My goal is to become a strength-type battle soul master."

……

"Xie Xie, Martial Soul: Light Dragon Dagger, Soul Power Level 18, Agility-type Battle Soul Master."

The moment the words "level 18" were uttered, it elicited gasps of astonishment from the entire class. Level 18! Nine years old and level 18! That's a true genius!

"Next."

"Lu Ze, Martial Soul: Nameless Bow, Soul Power: Level 30, Target..." Lu Ze looked up and glanced at the sky through the window.

"Target: Shoot the Sky."

Wow!

Level 30 Soul Power!

These five words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the quiet classroom and causing a jolt in the minds of all the students.

The entire classroom fell into a deathly silence in that instant.

All twenty-odd students in the class were frozen in place, mouths agape and eyes wide.

Soul Master, nine years old?!

There are very few sixth-graders who have cultivated to the Soul Venerable level!

The overwhelming power of level 30 soul force caused almost everyone to overlook Lu Ze's arrogant goal.

Wu Changkong looked at Lu Ze, as Long Hengxu had already told him about Lu Ze's situation.

He didn't think Lu Ze was after him. At nine years old and level 30, that talent was enough to get him straight to Shrek Academy.

However, he really didn't understand why Lu Ze, with such talent, needed to come to Donghai Academy.

Suppressing his doubts, he said, "Next."

The self-introductions ended quickly.

Wu Changkong looked at the crowd, his eyes still cold.

"Classes will officially begin tomorrow. My teaching style is different from other teachers. If you are afraid of hardship, fatigue, or pain, you should find a way to transfer to another class."

"Be prepared, get out of class dismissed."

After saying that, Wu Changkong turned and left, leaving the students in the classroom looking at each other in bewilderment.

Ultimately, however, they all turned their gazes to Lu Ze.

Level 30!

These three words seem to possess magic, echoing repeatedly in everyone's mind and stirring up a tidal wave.

Tang Wulin sat in the back row, his mouth slightly open. He tried hard to recall the gentle older brother from three years ago, and then looked at Lu Ze in front of him who casually mentioned level 30.

This...this is way too exaggerated!

"Crunch."

The quiet was broken by the screeching sound of the chair scraping against the floor.

The entire class's attention immediately focused on the source of the sound.

Xie Xie stood up. He was the highest-ranking person in Class 5 besides Lu Ze.

He didn't believe it, or rather, he didn't want to believe that Lu Ze really had level 30.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xie Xie walked step by step to Lu Ze's desk.

"Lu Ze..."

Xie Xie spoke, his voice dry and trembling slightly, without even realizing it himself.

"You...are you really level 30?"

This question was also the cry from the bottom of everyone's heart. They held their breath, their ears perked up.

Lu Ze was idly twirling his pen when he heard this and looked up. Looking at Xie Xie, he understood – Xie Xie was probably upset.

Lu Ze stood up, and the imposing presence of his height made Xie Xie subconsciously take a half step back.

Lu Ze reached out and gently patted Xie Xie's shoulder.

Snapped.

The movement was very light, yet it made Xie Xie's body stiffen abruptly.

"Level 18 is already quite good. Don't feel inferior; after all, genius is just the threshold to seeing me."

— (Little Blue Bean Face)

After saying that, Lu Ze picked up his schoolbag and left the classroom, leaving Xie Xie frozen in place.

Back at the dormitory, Wang Jinxi and the other two were already there. Seeing Lu Ze return, Zhang Yangzi asked, "Lu Ze, how's Class 5?"

"That's good... Hey, did Wei Xiaofeng offend someone again today?" Lu Ze suddenly blurted out.

"Ah..." Zhang Yangzi was taken aback. "No."

"Fine," Lu Ze said, giving up. Wei Xiaofeng's arrogant and haughty manner was bound to annoy people.

Wei Xiaofeng opened his mouth, unsure what to say. "Lu Ze, what do you mean?"

"No, I'm afraid you'll go astray in the future."

"Is it really necessary..." Wei Xiaofeng muttered softly.

Lu Ze remained noncommittal, not saying that someone like Wei Xiaofeng would necessarily become a heinous evil spirit master in the future.

However, there are always some people who engage in underhanded tactics within the bounds of the rules. They may not directly kill anyone, but they can indirectly cause quite a few deaths.

Lu Ze quickly washed up and left.

"Hey, Lu Ze, where are you going?"

"Oh, I'll go find my teacher."

Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi exchanged glances. Is the teacher of Class 5 really that responsible, starting work on the very first day?

Lu Ze had no idea what they were thinking. The teacher he was referring to was not Wu Changkong, but Cang Heng.

Tomorrow, during the first period, Wu Changkong will be having an intra-class competition. Of course, Lu Ze won't fight with those kids; he'll be fighting Wu Changkong.

Therefore, I need to complete my third spirit ring first.

Lu Ze walked out of Donghai Academy and casually hailed a soul-guided car.

"Master, go to the Spirit Pagoda."