Half an hour later, in the classroom of Class 1, Grade 1.
At this moment, all twenty-odd students in the class had taken their seats.
Meng Chen sat in the second row by the window, looking utterly dejected, resting his chin on his hand.
Sitting next to him was Ning Rongrong.
“Hey, Meng Chen, what were you looking at outside so intently just now?”
Ning Rongrong scanned Meng Chen’s face suspiciously, her tone laced with sarcasm.
“I came all this way for you…
Hmph, to supervise your cultivation, I condescended to come to this lousy academy, and your first reaction upon seeing me was to roll your eyes?”
Meng Chen’s tone was full of weariness.
“Miss Ning, I beg you, please let me go.”
“You are the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, wouldn’t it be better if a Title Douluo from the school personally instructed you?”
“Why do we have to come all this way to suffer like this?”
“I do what I want!
It’s none of your business!”
Ning Rongrong gave a soft snort.
Just then, a soft footstep sound came from the classroom door.
The previously noisy classroom instantly fell silent.
The silver-haired little girl slowly walked into the classroom.
She walked straight to the corner of the last row by the window and sat down quietly.
All the little boys in the classroom, including some of the usually arrogant young noblemen, were stunned at that moment.
Meng Chen’s gaze involuntarily fell on her again.
As they got closer, the throbbing of the Golden Dragon King bloodline within their bodies became increasingly clear.
Ning Rongrong keenly noticed that Meng Chen was distracted.
When she followed Meng Chen’s gaze, she found that Meng Chen, who usually wouldn’t even let her touch his ear, was now staring intently at the new silver-haired girl.
The nameless anger in Miss Ning’s heart suddenly flared up!
“What are you looking at!”
My eyes are about to pop out!
Ning Rongrong said through gritted teeth in a low voice.
“What’s so interesting about it!
Is it prettier than me?!”
Meng Chen looked away and rubbed his temples.
“Keep your voice down, what did they do to you?”
“They recruited me!”
Ning Rongrong crossed her arms, turned her head away angrily, and silently listed the other party as her number one enemy.
Before entering this academy, Ning Rongrong was always the center of everyone’s attention in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and even in the Crown Prince’s Mansion.
But now, Meng Chen is actually looking at other girls right in front of her!
Unforgivable!
Absolutely unforgivable!
Snap snap snap…
On the platform, a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue Soul Master robe from the Heaven Dou Empire walked in.
The man was burly and wore a badge of the three-ring Soul Master level at his waist.
“Quiet down, everyone return to your seats.”
The middle-aged man scanned the entire class and then spoke.
“I am your homeroom teacher, Class 1, Grade 1, Morey, a level 36 offensive-type Battle Soul Master, with the Martial Soul Mad Thunder Leopard!” Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
“From today onwards, you are all members of the Heaven Dou Royal Junior Soul Master Academy.”
“But I must remind you, put away your spoiled brat attitudes!”
“In the world of Soul Masters, strength is the foundation of everything!”
Morey’s powerful words immediately intimidated the group of freshmen.
“Okay, before we officially begin the basic theory class, let’s all take turns giving a brief self-introduction.”
“State your name, age, martial spirit, and soul power level!”
Morey took out a jade roster and said in a deep voice.
“Start from the left side of the first row!”
“I am Austin, son of Baron Creek of Heaven Dou City, six years old, with the Martial Soul of Wind-Breaking Sword and innate Soul Power of Level 5!”
“I am…”
Below the podium, one after another, tender voices rang out.
Soon it was Meng Chen’s turn in the second row.
“Meng Chen, six years old, with a mutated Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul, is an eleventh-level offensive type battle soul master.”
“Soft-boned Rabbit – Offensive type?”
“Level 11?”
Upon hearing this, the previously quiet classroom was filled with gasps of surprise.
Even the homeroom teacher, Morey, on the podium couldn’t help but gasp.
Six years old?
Level 11?
Soul Master?
This means that the child has an extremely rare innate full soul power.
Moreover, it also means that the power behind him is extraordinary, or that he has a top expert protecting him.
Before everyone could recover from their shock…
Ning Rongrong, sitting next to Meng Chen, was already impatient.
At this moment, the little witch stood up, elegantly placed her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and slightly raised her chin.
“Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, six years old, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda as her martial soul, and innate soul power at level nine.
She is now a level ten quasi-soul master.”
“The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?!”
“That legendary Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three most prestigious sects in the world, whose wealth rivals that of a nation!”
The classroom erupted in chaos!
Most of those present were scions of noble families in the empire; who didn’t know what the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda’s martial spirit represented?
That’s the number one support sect in the world!
Morey’s hand trembled slightly.
Just now at the Academic Affairs Office, the dean mysteriously warned him that a few little devils had been squeezed into Class One this year, and that he should be careful in class.
Now that he has seen Ning Rongrong in person, Morey has truly realized how oppressive this situation is.
Ning Rongrong was very satisfied with the class’s reaction.
She turned her head and winked at Meng Chen.
“How about that?
Aren’t I amazing?!”
However, Meng Chen didn’t even glance at her.
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and followed Meng Chen’s slightly turned gaze.
Suddenly, the nameless fire in her heart burned even brighter. This story is hosted at g.com.
Meng Chen kept his eyes fixed on the silver-haired girl in the last row the whole time!
The self-introductions of the next few trainees paled in comparison to Ning Rongrong’s dazzling aura.
It wasn’t until it was my turn to introduce myself that I reached the corner of the last row.
The silver-haired little girl slowly stood up.
All eyes in the class were on her.
The silver-haired girl calmly surveyed the entire room, finally pausing briefly at Meng Chen.
Then, a clear and melodious voice rang out.
“Gu Yuena, Martial Soul Silver Dragon, Level 11 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master.”
boom!
The others in the classroom were probably just shocked that yet another six-year-old, level eleven prodigy had appeared.
But the moment I heard that name…
Meng Chen felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
“Huh?
Gu Yuena?!
It really is her?!”
Meng Chen’s breathing quickened instantly, and his heart pounded uncontrollably.
How is this possible?!
According to the original course of fate, during the battle in the God Realm, the Golden Dragon King was besieged and sealed, while the Silver Dragon King was seriously injured and tore through space to escape to the Douluo Continent.
She has been in a deep sleep for ten thousand years in the depths of the Lake of Life in the Star Dou Great Forest to repair her injuries.
Her birth should clearly have occurred 20,000 years later.
In that turbulent era on the continent where soul-guided technology was highly advanced!
But why did she awaken from the Lake of Life and take human form so early during this period of Douyi?!
Could it be…?
Meng Chen was shocked, and an unbelievable thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
Could it be that the Golden Dragon King bloodline within her sensed it when the seal was broken, thus forcibly awakening her from her slumber in the Star Dou Great Forest?
The Dragon God is divided into two, and gold and silver coexist!
The two complement each other perfectly!
No wonder my blood and qi are running so wildly!
Meanwhile, Gu Yuena, standing in the last row, was also quietly gazing at Meng Chen.
The exchange of glances between the two dragon kings was noticed by Miss Ning, who was sitting next to them!
Ning Rongrong was so angry that her chest heaved violently.
OK!
It’s just a simple self-introduction, why are you two staring at each other so affectionately?
Gu Yuena?
What a terrible name!
A level 11 offensive type?
Is that so impressive?
Once I absorb my first spirit ring, I’ll be level eleven immediately!
Ning Rongrong glared fiercely at the silver-haired figure in the corner by the window.
How dare you steal the person I’ve set my sights on?
I’ll remember you!