"Teacher."
"You mean I wasn't selected?"
Le Zhengyu froze, a look of astonishment on his face.
At this moment, it was as if he had heard the most shocking news—that someone of his talent wasn't even qualified to participate.
Was there no justice left? No rules?
"Because you only have three rings."
Beside him, Yuanen Yehui spoke up to explain, her tone indifferent. Wu De, standing nearby, nodded in agreement.
"I... my Martial Soul is the Sacred Angel."
"You only have three rings."
"My Soul Spirit is the Sacred Angel, passed down through my family. It can synergize powerfully with me, allowing me to fight above my rank."
"You only have three rings."
"I am Le Zhengyu, the prodigy of the Le family, renowned across the land."
"But you really are just a three-ringed Soul Venerable."
Le Zhengyu: "..."
Before long, he truly fell silent.
"Other than that, can you say anything else?!"
Le Zhengyu gritted his teeth, thoroughly annoyed by now. What was wrong with being a Soul Venerable? Did that make him weak?
"I may be a Soul Venerable, but I'm no ordinary one. Even Soul Ancestor experts can barely gain an advantage over me. Doesn't that prove my strength?"
Young Master Le had never suffered such humiliation before!
What was wrong with being a Soul Venerable? Did that mean he wasn't a genius?
"I never said you weren't a genius."
"But you really do only have three rings."
Yuanen Yehui shrugged. Though she found this Le Zhengyu irritating, she wouldn't go out of her way to make things difficult for him—simply because he wasn't worth the effort.
She had now broken through to four rings, and her Diamond Ape's cultivation was nearing eight thousand years. Not to mention the Battle Armor Luo Chuan had given her. Her true strength had long surpassed that of ordinary peers.
Especially someone like Le Zhengyu, who had once tried to cause trouble for her. She could beat him with one hand tied behind her back.
"Teacher, I refuse to accept this."
"I challenge the class president."
At this moment, Le Zhengyu snorted coldly, turning his gaze toward the homeroom teacher before pointing at Yuanen and declaring bluntly:
"My strength isn't necessarily inferior to the class president's!"
"So what if you're a whole major realm above me? Why not test me and see just how capable you really are?"
Le Zhengyu's face was filled with stubbornness. In his eyes, this Yuanen was probably nothing special!
"..."
Hearing this, the others wore thoughtful expressions. Le Zhengyu wasn't the first to say such things.
Ever since Yuanen became class president, she had faced countless challenges—one more from Le Zhengyu made no difference. After all, the position of class president at Shrek was highly coveted.
But not a single challenger had ever defeated her. The explosive power of her Titan Giant Ape was beyond what most could withstand.
Even before she broke through to four rings, Soul Ancestors had struggled to match her, let alone now. Was Le Zhengyu out of his mind, challenging her so recklessly?
"Le Zhengyu..."
A dark line formed on Wu De's forehead as he was about to speak, but Yuanen Yehui cut in first.
"So eager to measure yourself against me..."
Yuanen Yehui's expression remained unreadable, as if she didn't take this seriously at all. She said calmly:
"Exactly."
Le Zhengyu was also seated in the front row.
As he spoke, his figure had already moved to the front. Three purple Soul Rings floated around him, accompanied by a small golden angel.
A hereditary Soul Spirit—Sacred Angel!
The moment it appeared, many students' gazes were drawn to it. As a hereditary Soul Spirit, the Sacred Angel was undoubtedly of extremely high quality and could grow alongside the Soul Master, providing significant assistance in the future.
"Level 38 Control System Battle Soul Venerable, Martial Soul Sacred Angel. Though I'm not a Soul Ancestor, I believe my strength isn't much weaker than most—including you."
Le Zhengyu wore a confident smile as he spoke bluntly.
"Hmm, you're right."
Yuanen Yehui responded lightly before casually releasing her One-Word Battle Armor.
In an instant, the Battle Armor enveloped her entire body.
One-Word Battle Armor—Night.
"This…"
"Is that… Battle Armor?"
Le Zhengyu's eyes flickered with astonishment as he took in the sight before him. One-Word Battle Armor—and judging by its luster, it seemed to be forged from top-tier metal!
"Hmm."
Yuanen Yehui's expression remained indifferent. Just as she had expected, compared to beating him up with her Martial Soul, the sheer power of Battle Armor was far more effective in subduing him.
After all, this was the One-Word Battle Armor Luo Chuan had crafted for her, which she had named Night.
"This…"
Le Zhengyu's face was filled with shock, his mind reeling. A second-year student already had One-Word Battle Armor? Even for a Shrek Academy student, this shouldn't be possible!
"Battle Armor Master!"
"When did the class president become a Battle Armor Master?"
Not just him—most of the class clearly hadn't known about this either. Their eyes all turned toward Yuanen Yehui, faces filled with awe.
After all, even graduates from Shrek Academy's outer court might not possess One-Word Battle Armor, as it was one of the prerequisites for entering the Inner Court…
In other words, Yuanen Yehui already had that qualification!
"Class president is amazing—!"
Someone shouted, and in an instant, cheers erupted throughout the classroom. Yuanen Yehui, however, merely gave a slight nod before retracting her Battle Armor.
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"If you want to fight, go to the Battle Arena."
"That's all."
Yuanen Yehui sat back down, her tone indifferent.
As for someone like Le Zhengyu, though he had provoked her before, she no longer harbored any emotions toward him.
Or rather, she wouldn't waste her time and energy on such insignificant people—because he wasn't worth it.
Compared to this, she was more interested in when she'd have the chance to advance further and close the distance between herself and Luo Chuan.
"Luo Chuan…"
"Catching up to you… is hard."
A flicker of contemplation passed through Yuanen Yehui's mind. A five-ringed Soul King—this wasn't something she could achieve through effort alone, even if she hadn't spent time working part-time and had focused solely on cultivation…
She still wouldn't have reached that level.
"…"
Beside her, Le Zhengyu listened to her words but only smiled without responding. Challenging a Battle Armor Master? That would be insane!
"Alright, Le Zhengyu."
"If you really want to compete, you can go find them and prove your worth. That would be more meaningful, okay?"
The homeroom teacher nearby could only offer a helpless smile. This Le Zhengyu was just too arrogant.
"…"
On the other side, not far from Yuanen Yehui, Mu Xi's gaze fell upon Yuanen, her eyes filled with contemplation.
"The texture and material of that Battle Armor..."
"And its attributes, they all resemble hers so much."
Mu Xi's eyes narrowed as she couldn't help but murmur.
Something's not right...
This is very strange!
Back in Class One, Grade One.
"Luo Chuan and Gu Yue, you two may go back first. The rest of you, stay. I'll arrange the next steps for you and brief you on the opponents you'll face."
Shen Yi first glanced at Tang Luochuan and the others, then turned her gaze to Tang Wulin's group with a smile.
It was true that everyone's talents were impressive, but the second-year students had spent three years at Shrek Academy—they weren't just idling around.
Only by knowing both yourself and your enemy could you be invincible in battle.
"Yes, teacher."
Tang Wulin and the others quickly responded.
"Good luck, everyone."
Tang Luochuan, meanwhile, cheerfully encouraged them before turning his gaze to Gu Yue beside him. The two then headed out of the classroom.
"Everyone will be participating in the exchange matches these next two days."
"So that means..."
"We get to relax a bit?"
Beside him, Gu Yue wore a gentle smile as she looked at him and spoke slowly.
"Of course. But before that, it's more important to take Na'er to find a suitable Soul Spirit first."
Tang Luochuan nodded, his smile deepening at the mention of this.
Yesterday, after absorbing the energy of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, Na'er's cultivation had already broken through to the 50th rank. Now, it was time for her to obtain a new Soul Spirit.
Naturally, the Silver Dragon in the Dragon Valley would be the best match, perfectly complementing her Silver Dragon Spear.
"Counting the time..."
"Na'er should be here soon."
Tang Luochuan wore a thoughtful expression. When the two returned to the dormitory, they saw Na'er obediently waiting downstairs.
"Brother Luo Chuan, over here!"
Na'er giggled and called out.
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