The Golden Generation of Douluo Continent, starting with the inheritance of the Flame Emperor.

The courses at the academy weren't as interesting as Yan had imagined.

The morning was spent teaching basic knowledge about the world of Soul Masters, such as cultivation common sense, classification of Martial Souls, and identification of Soul Beasts.

Yan had already learned most of these things in the orphanage's library, which had quite a few books related to Soul Masters.

Feeling somewhat bored, Yan even considered skipping class to cultivate, but being new to the Spirit Hall Academy and unfamiliar with it, he had to give up the idea.

Fortunately, this kind of common sense class is held at most twice a week.

After a long morning, the classes finally ended.

The classroom seemed calm on the surface, but Xie Yue and the other two felt that the atmosphere was strangely subtle.

During class, Yan could sense the complex emotions of his classmates without even using his mental power. Some were calm, some were regretful, and some were gloating.

Occasionally, they would cast malicious glances from behind. Even when get out of class ended, classmates would hurry past them without stopping to talk to them.

The only possible cause of all this is probably the skinny boy who was roughly chased away by Xie Yue before class. Judging from his name, that person seems to be called Zhao Leshui.

"It seems Xie Yue has offended a kid with some connections."

Yan thought to himself, feeling speechless that he had encountered such a thing on the first day of school.

After school at noon, the three of them ate lunch together. Then, they first took Hu Liena back to her dormitory, and then Xie Yue and Yan returned to their assigned dormitories.

The core class has a dedicated dormitory building, with students from grades one through six living on each floor. Yan and Xieyue's dormitories are on the first floor and are adjacent to each other.

After lunch break, Xie Yue called Yan and they went to the classroom together.

After leaving the dormitory building and walking only about a hundred meters, the two saw Zhao Leshui, whose face was covered with freckles, blocking their way. Behind him stood a tall boy who was obviously an upperclassman. The boy looked somewhat similar to Zhao Leshui, especially with the same freckles on his cheeks, indicating that the boy and Zhao Leshui had a close relationship.

Xie Yue looked at Zhao Leshui, her disgust undisguised: "What is it?"

Zhao Leshui ignored him and turned to the tall boy next to him: "Brother, these are the two of them."

The tall boy stepped forward and looked at the two of them with a hint of arrogance: "So arrogant, daring to touch my brother Zhao Leshan as soon as you arrive. Kneel down and apologize now, and I might go easy on you when I beat you up later."

"To order someone to kneel down right off the bat is far too domineering, Your Excellency."

Yan stepped forward and stood next to Xie Yue.

"That's because I have the ability!"

Zhao Leshan snorted coldly, and his Martial Soul, the Savage Bull, instantly possessed him. Two bright yellow hundred-year spirit rings also appeared behind him, clearly the best spirit ring combination.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Zhao Leshan, a sixth-year student at the Junior Academy, my martial spirit is the Savage Bull, and I'm a master of the power-attack type of battle spirit!"

Zhao Leshan slightly raised his chin, his soul power fluctuations indicating he was at least level twenty-three: "Do I now have the right to make you kneel?"

Zhao Leshui stood aside, looking gleeful. The reason he was able to become the little tyrant of the core class was partly due to his own talent, but more importantly, it was because he had an older brother who was a Great Soul Master.

"A Grand Soul Master, is that so great?"

Xie Yue was furious, but not afraid. He instantly summoned his Martial Soul Moon Blade, and his first yellow Soul Ring appeared, unleashing a level thirteen Soul Power fluctuation.

Yan did not summon his martial soul. In Zhao Leshan's eyes, he and Xie Yue were just a Soul Warrior and a Soul Master, and posed no threat at all.

"Take care of you all, that's more than enough!"

Since you don't want to apologize, then we'll beat you into submission first!

Zhao Leshan grinned maliciously, and his first spirit ring lit up: "Stomp!"

With his noticeably thicker calves, Zhao Leshan slammed his foot into the ground, unleashing an invisible shockwave that radiated outwards in a fan shape towards Xie Yue and Yan. Xie Yue and Yan swayed for a moment, unable to maintain their fighting stance.

At this moment, Zhao Leshan's second spirit ring lit up: "Charge!"

A phantom of a green ox suddenly appeared around Zhao Leshan, charging towards Xie Yue and Yan, with the effects of the Soul Skill Stomp stacking up.

With each step Zhao Leshan took forward, an invisible force of vibration followed, impacting Yan and Xie Yue.

"Shadow Moon Slash!"

Zhao Leshan was aggressive and extremely fast. Xie Yue was inevitably inexperienced in his first battle, and in desperation, he used his first soul skill directly.

Two cold, eerie blades flashed out in quick succession.

However, due to the shock effect caused by Zhao Leshan's first soul skill, Stomp, Xie Yue's attack became unstable. Although the Shadow Moon Combo Slash was clearly released towards Zhao Leshan, it flew out diagonally after being launched.

Zhao Leshan didn't even need to dodge; the blade light from his Shadow Moon Slash flew directly into the ground beside him, sending soil flying everywhere.

With his soul skill gone, Xie Yue panicked.

Just as Zhao Leshan was about to rush forward, Yan finally made a move.

The shockwave created by Zhao Leshan's soul skill, Trample, reached his feet, causing the ground to tremble, but his legs remained firmly planted in the ground like iron stakes.

The crimson flames on his cheeks flickered, and the air around him distorted slightly due to the high temperature.

Facing the charging bull phantom and Zhao Leshan's grinning face, Yan pulled back his right fist, the blade crimson, as if holding a lump of solidified lava, and unleashed a punch without any fancy moves.

Secret Technique: Flame Fall!

No spirit rings lit up; this was the power of a martial artist's physical body, having reached the second stage of apprenticeship.

There was a muffled thud.

The fist collided with the head of the bull phantom formed by soul power.

Contrary to expectations, the crimson fist force shattered the illusory image of the bull with overwhelming force, landing solidly on Zhao Leshan's hastily raised arms.

Immediately following was a sickeningly loud cracking sound, and Zhao Leshan's momentum abruptly stopped.

Yan's punch, still powerful, traveled through Zhao Leshan's arms to his chest and body.

Zhao Leshan was powerless to resist. In an instant, he flew out like a rag doll, crashed into a blue stone pillar by the roadside, and slid down with a muffled groan.

Clutching his broken arms, he lay sprawled on the ground, his initial arrogance completely gone. Cold sweat streamed down Zhao Leshan's forehead, and he couldn't help but groan in pain. His gaze towards Yan was filled with terror and disbelief.

He couldn't understand how a first-year Soul Master could possess such immense power.

Yan slowly withdrew his fist; this was the result of him holding back his strength.

A second-level apprentice's fist power is comparable to that of a Soul Master. If Ruoyan's fist power were to erupt, Zhao Leshan would not only suffer a broken bone, but would also lose his life.

"Do we still need to kneel?"

Yan's gaze swept between Zhao Leshan, who was lying on the ground, and Zhao Leshui, who was completely dumbfounded. His tone was calm, as if he had only done something trivial.

Zhao Leshui shook his head frantically, his face as white as paper.

Xie Yue finally snapped out of his panic after missing his soul skill. He looked at Yan, then at the miserable state of Zhao Leshan on the ground, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

He knew Yan was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

Without using any soul skills, he directly crippled a powerful offensive soul master. For the first time, Xie Yue felt the gap between himself and Yan so directly.

Yan ignored him and turned to Xie Yue, calling out, "Let's go."