Douluo Continent: Becoming a God of Magic Starting with Your Martial Soul

Lu Yi's words were like a pebble thrown into a calm pond, attracting discussion from those around him.

Not only Ning Tian, ​​but Wu Feng also showed a moment of surprise.

Turning around, Wu Feng saw the probing look in Ning Tian's eyes as he looked at Lu Yi, and his face immediately turned cold.

"Hmph, it's only level twenty-one. I can handle that easily!"

But she only muttered it to herself.

With her level 24 cultivation, facing an opponent at level 21 would be considered bullying, and even if she won, it wouldn't be honorable.

To win against a level 21 opponent at level 17 is not simply a matter of a four-level difference in soul power; it is a battle across levels.

In the early stages, lacking offensive means and having no soul skill is a huge disadvantage, so the value of a victory under these circumstances is definitely not low.

Zhou Sichen looked at Lu Yi beside her with disbelief, then her doubt turned into joy, and she poked Lu Yi's thigh with her hand.

Last night he was thinking about how to help his roommate pass the assessment, but since he was able to defeat opponents of level 20 or higher, it was not just beyond his expectations, but he had the opportunity to aim for an even higher ranking.

But the matter was far from over. Mu Jin saw the shock and disdain among the students in the class.

"You might think that the level 21 students' strength is inflated, their combat power is exaggerated, or that they deliberately held back, which is why Lu Yi barely won."

"Isn't that right?"

One student immediately raised his doubts: "I also just obtained my second soul ring. Compared to when I was level 20 without the second ring, I feel that my strength has increased by more than one level. If I were to face my former self again, I can't imagine how I could lose."

"Yeah, that guy's definitely a fraud. I could do it myself!"

The audience was abuzz with discussion, but Mu Jin on stage smiled slightly and then dropped a bombshell.

"But the truth is that the student's second spirit ring was a thousand years old, and he was even forced to use his second spirit during the battle, but he still lost in the end. That's when Lu Yi and he shook hands and made peace."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students who had been talking at once seemed to have their throats choked, their faces turning red, but they couldn't say a word.

"Now, whoever is confident of winning this battle, feel free to stand up. I'll arrange the match for you. I don't think that student will refuse the opportunity to wash away their shame!"

This time, the classroom was as quiet as a library. Those who were unconvinced looked at each other, finally sighed, and said nothing more.

The students' reactions before and after made Mu Jin slightly disappointed.

Everyone thinks highly of themselves and pontificates about things that don't concern them, but when it comes to actually going to the battlefield, they lose their fighting spirit.

Regarding the behavior of freshmen before the start of the semester, such as who openly violates school rules or gets into fights, each class teacher actually knows about it through a designated person sent by the college, and Mujin is no exception.

The academy's rules do not prevent students from fighting, but only impose restrictions. For example, upperclassmen are not allowed to bully lowerclassmen, and the consequences of violating these rules are very serious.

Lu Yi's opponent was not a student from Class 9, but rather from the class of her arch-rival Zhou Yi.

Although she had no problem with Zhou Yi's students, the unexpected joy of learning that her students had defeated Zhou Yi's students, and that they were most likely the most talented students in Zhou Yi's class, made her feel an electric shock-like sensation throughout her body.

These past two days, whenever she thought about this matter, she felt a sense of comfort.

Moreover, her class this year seems to be brimming with talent, with enough students who are contenders to form at least two teams.

"Hmph, Zhou Yi, let's see how you fight me this year!"

Thinking of this, Mu Jin couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

However, out of professional ethics, Mu Jin only mentioned the defeated students' soul ring configurations and the fact that they possessed a second martial soul, without revealing any other personal information.

"Alright, Lu Yi, sit down!" Mu Jin pressed down slightly with her left hand, smiled and gestured for Lu Yi to sit down. Then she turned around and wrote on the blackboard, beginning the formal lesson.

Lu Yi sat down again, but Zhou Sichen leaned closer and nudged Lu Yi's arm with her elbow: "Wow, bro! I didn't expect you to be such a good fighter. I was even thinking of giving you a handyman!"

Lu Yi simply returned a polite smile, his gaze drifting through the window to the students running laps outside the teaching building.

Huo Yuhao was panting heavily, trying his best to keep up with the other trainees and not fall too far behind.

Every now and then, the figure with the light blue hair would flash past him, only to disappear from his sight in a few breaths.

He and Wang Dong were kept behind by their homeroom teacher because they got into a fight.

They thought the homeroom teacher was rewarding them by exempting them from running, but they didn't expect that not only would they not be exempted from running, but they would also have less time left than other students.

But he felt he was the lucky one, because he only needed to run 100 laps in less than an hour.

For some reason, Zhou Yi was extremely harsh on Wang Dong, and because she lost the fight, she made her do an extra fifty laps.

A full 150 laps.

Each lap is over 300 meters long, which adds up to 90 li (approximately 45 kilometers). Huo Yuhao knew he couldn't complete it in less than an hour.

However, under Zhou Yi's tyranny, Huo Yuhao still managed to pull Wang Dong away, trying his best to prevent a conflict between the two.

However, Wang Dong is truly impressive, completing each lap in just over half a minute, and has now finished fifty laps.

"Luckily, Wang Dong didn't activate his martial spirit to fight me that day!" Huo Yuhao gasped for breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead. A sense of relief rose in his heart. "Otherwise, I would definitely be the one punished today. I don't know how I would face Sister Xiaoya and Senior Brother Bei if I were expelled!"

Zhou Yi had already arrived outside the square, having fully grasped the students' performance.

Does she really think she doesn't know that those who take shortcuts or deliberately skip a couple of laps before sneaking into the main group to slack off?

"Once this is over, all of these people can get out of here!"

When Zhou Yi saw the figure in the square that was clearly faster than the other trainees, a cold smile flashed across her lips.

"Hmph, with such high talent, why is he so lazy in his cultivation?"

The second ring of the millennium, twin martial souls, and the most top-tier combination of beast martial soul and weapon martial soul, allows one to enjoy the amplification brought to the body by the beast martial soul, as well as the weapon martial soul that enhances attack power.

Over the past ten thousand years, Shrek Academy has produced hundreds of geniuses with twin martial souls, but none of them have possessed such an incredible configuration. This is simply God's favorite daughter!

She values ​​Wang Dong very much!

"It's a pity you didn't fall into my hands long ago, otherwise you would be at least level 30 by now, and you wouldn't have lost to that bitch's student. Let me give you a good beating during this time, and you'll thank me later!"

With the final five minutes approaching, even with his strong physique, Wang Dong's speed inevitably slowed down.

With both his soul power and physical strength nearing their limits, Wang Dong's speed was only slightly faster than Huo Yuhao's.

Both of them gritted their teeth and tried their best to use their soul power to support their bodies, mechanically taking steps.

Thanks to the nourishment from the soul beast meat and the continuous cultivation of the Xuan Tian Gong over the past few days, Huo Yuhao's physical condition has been significantly improved.

With astonishing perseverance, even when his vision blurred, his legs felt like lead, and his breathing was like a broken bellows, he persevered.

He and Wang Dong crossed the finish line with only ten seconds left, completing the running task. Immediately afterwards, he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

"Now, each of you has fifteen minutes to go back to your dorm to change your clothes, and then go back to the classroom for class!" Zhou Yi's tone was as cold as ever, but what followed was even colder.

"The names I've called, please step forward: Tailong, Tang Dao..."

After calling out nine names in a row, and all the students stepped forward, Zhou Yi said without any mercy, "You all go back to your dorms, but you don't need to come back to class. Instead, pack your bags and get out of Shrek Academy."