A soul master competition at an intermediate soul master academy was quite exciting because of the various martial souls.
In this competition, the biggest dark horse is undoubtedly Wang Li. The other contestants are all veterans, and their respective methods are basically well known to the outside world.
Only Wang Li, a freshman who had just entered the school, relied on his Blue Silver Grass to win consecutive battles, defeat his opponents, and become one of the two contestants who entered the finals.
His opponent is Bai Chen. He is undoubtedly the best in the overall ranking. His poisonous hidden line knocks down one opponent after another.
As the finals officially began, Wang Li instantly produced a large amount of blue silver grass. He was very confident in his body, but he also didn't want to use his body to test the strength of the poison.
A large amount of blue silver grass swept across the arena, and both the invisible lines in the air and the invisible lines on the ground were triggered and swept aside.
The paralyzing poison was not very effective against the vibrant blue silver grass, and having lost this greatest advantage, Bai Chen could only be beaten into submission by Wang Li using vines as whips.
The final winner is Wang Li!
On the stage, under the gaze of the crowd, Ling Lao, the director of the internal affairs department of the management college, was amazed at Wang Li's performance and felt extremely happy that he had recruited such a genius. He said to Wang Li gently:
"Wang Li, you've truly amazed me time and time again. Now that you're the president of the Student Union, I hope you can shoulder this responsibility while also not slacking off in your cultivation. I'm still looking forward to the level you'll reach by the time you graduate. Now, please say a few words to everyone."
Wang Li nodded upon hearing this:
"Okay, Mr. Ling!"
Then Wang Li looked at his panel and saw that after three days of fighting, he had accumulated another 200 experience points. He decided to say something harsh.
Turning around and facing everyone, Wang Li shouted loudly:
"Ever since I, Wang Li, awakened my spirit, someone has told me that my Blue Silver Grass spirit cannot make me a great spirit master, even if it is a mutated Blue Silver Grass spirit."
"But I wasn't willing to give up. After entering the Junior Soul Master Academy, I practiced diligently day and night, and finally reached level ten, obtained a soul ring, and graduated early."
"Here, I want to say that I want to become a great soul master. I want to become stronger by fighting with you."
"I welcome you all to challenge me at any time. I don't know if this is in accordance with the rules, but whoever of you can defeat me will hand over the chairmanship. I, Wang Li, only ask for a defeat!"
Wang Li made a harsh statement. He didn't believe that anyone could endure it. Anyway, as long as someone challenged him once, he would be able to gain experience.
No matter how small an ant is, it is still meat. A little bit of accumulation will add up to a lot.
As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out at the scene. Bai Chen, Mengdu, Qingyi, Neil and others were full of fighting spirit and couldn't help but admire Wang Li.
There was a glint in Old Ling's eyes. Regardless of whether it was against the rules or not, based on his charisma, who else but him could be the chairman?
No wonder Wang Li was able to continuously improve his soul power in a short period of time. Old Ling had the answer in his mind. With this talent and this character, even if his martial soul was just blue silver grass, he might be able to cultivate to the Soul Emperor or Soul Saint realm in the future and become a powerful soul master who surpasses the dean.
Such students must be trained with all their strength. Mr. Ling has already planned to give Wang a special treatment. As the director of the Internal Affairs Department, he does have some authority.
After the show, Wang Li followed Mr. Ling and they went to the dean's study.
Entering the room, the first thing Wang Li saw was a tall figure. The figure then turned around and said to Elder Ling with a smile:
"Mr. Ling, it's all thanks to you that we were able to recruit such a talented new student this time."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Ling said with emotion:
"This is what I should do!"
Then Gorfa looked at Wang Li with a sharp gaze and a gentle expression. He must have known what had happened before. At this time, he smiled and said:
"Wang Li, you are very good!"
Wang Li knew that this was the dean of Lega Academy, Gorfa, whose martial soul was the Flame Leopard, a fifty-fourth-level War Soul King, and this was the main reason why he decided to come to Lega Academy.
At this moment he was still uncertain of Gorfa's temperament, what he would like to hear and what he would not like to hear, so he answered in a proper manner:
"Thank you for the compliment, Dean. Although I'm only a freshman this year, I will definitely shoulder the responsibility of being the president of the Student Union."
"Hahaha..."
When Gorfa heard this, he burst into laughter. There was no malice in his smile, but rather a hint of ridicule. He said:
"That's not what you said outside. I still like your unruly side. I'll hand over the chairmanship to you. You, Wang Li, only want to be defeated..."
Wang Li's mouth twitched. His second-grade speech had already reached Gorfa's ears, so he decisively admitted his mistake and said:
"Dean, I am a soul master, and I want to become a great soul master. I can only ask the dean to forgive my little willfulness."
Gorfa was not angry to begin with, so there was no need to talk about forgiveness. He waved his hand and said:
"The responsibility of the student union president is to be the strongest among the students and to serve as a role model and benchmark for all other students."
"You did nothing wrong, and you did it very well. Practice well, and I will personally help you hunt the soul beast you need for your second soul ring."
"Also, if you can cultivate to level 25 of soul power before graduation, I will give you a special graduation gift."
Wang Li was quite surprised when he heard this. Level 25 soul power, what's so difficult about that? It seems that he has definitely got the dean's special graduation gift.
But he still managed to keep up appearances, and said loudly in an excited voice:
"Thank you, Dean. I will definitely work hard to cultivate and strive to reach level 25 soul power as soon as possible."
Gorfa nodded with satisfaction. Wang Li was only seven years old. When he graduated, he would be only thirteen years old. At this age, he had a soul power of level twenty-five. In the entire Fasno Province, he was also a top-notch genius.
Leaving Gorfa's study, Wang Li followed Elder Ling. Elder Ling looked at Wang Li and said:
"Wang Li, practice hard. The dean personally prepared a graduation gift for you. It's one-of-a-kind!"
When Wang Li heard this, he immediately responded with a smile:
"I know, Elder Ling, in order to become a great soul master, I have never slacked off for a single day!"
Elder Ling smiled and nodded, then continued:
"Classes will officially start tomorrow, but with your ability to become the student council president right after you enrolled, first-year courses are just a waste of your time."
"Don't go to class tomorrow. Come to the garden behind the academy and I'll personally guide you!"
Wang Li was a little surprised, but accepted it very calmly:
"Okay, Mr. Ling."