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The ceremony was held on the vast campus of Tokai University, a time when both the upper and middle grades would gather together as one.

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Tang Wulin stood at the back of the freshman formation. Among the newcomers, he was considered quite tall and had a good view of all the students in the academy.

The junior high school has about 100 students per grade, with a total of around 700 to 800 students across six grades. There are far fewer students in the senior high school, with only around 200 students in total, divided into three grades. This shows just how difficult it is to get into the senior high school from the junior high school. The acceptance rate is only about 20%.

Good morning, everyone. Today is our annual opening ceremony. Next, we invite Dean Yu to give a speech.

The president of Tokai University was a man in his sixties, of average height and unremarkable appearance. His hair was white, and he wore glasses, giving him an air of scholarship.

“Fellow students, hello. At this time every year, I always feel a bit of emotion. Because a batch of junior and senior students graduate and leave the academy. But at the same time, some students are promoted from the junior department to the senior department, and there are also new additions.”

"In my view, the academy is like a blood bank for the Federation, constantly supplying qualified personnel. In the future, I hope you can also..."

The dean spoke very eloquently and without notes, his voice full of emotion. He spoke for a full ten minutes before finally drawing to a close.

After the principal's speech, the most important part of the opening ceremony is class assignment.

Students who don't need to participate in class grouping leave first, the new freshmen of the advanced department go to the advanced department campus for grouping, and only the first-year freshmen of the middle department remain at the original location.

"Now, let's proceed with the class assignments. As you all know, at our East China Academy, the higher the class number, the more outstanding the students are. But this isn't absolute. We hope that even the lower-ranked classes can strive to catch up through hard work. This year, we have a total of 108 freshmen, divided into five classes. Now, those whose names I call out will line up and enter Class One..."

Only then did Tang Wulin realize what it meant when Xie Xie, Yun, and Zhou Changxi were sent to Class 5 as punishment yesterday.

There are a total of five classes, and the students in the earlier classes have higher quality without a doubt. Class Five is undoubtedly the worst class.

"Tang Wulin, Zhou Changxi, Xie Xie, Yun…" Sure enough, when they were assigned to Class Five, the four people with unique names were called out one by one.

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Class 5 had only twenty students, the fewest of all five classes. Most of the students assigned to Class 5 looked listless and lacked enthusiasm.

"Head teachers, please bring your students back to their respective classes and familiarize themselves with the academy."

Five teachers walked out, and one of them walked towards Class Five.

The teacher looked to be about twenty-seven or eight years old. When the students of Class Five saw him, they were all stunned.

This teacher is really handsome.

Although Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were also handsome, they were still children who hadn't fully grown. But this teacher was an adult, over 1.9 meters tall, with long arms and a narrow waist. A pair of legs that stretched down from his white pants gave him the appearance of being somewhat thin, but his eyes were sharp and piercing. His nose was high and straight, his lips thin and just right, giving the whole person an unusually upright feeling. His long hair flowed behind him, and when the wind blew past, one could faintly see that his lake-blue hair reached all the way to his waist.

His eyes were emerald green, matching his blue hair, giving him a strange aura. His face was expressionless, his gaze cold.

A female student from Class Five exclaimed, "Teacher is so handsome!" Her words seemed to echo the sentiments of everyone else.

Xie Xie curled his lips, looking unconvinced.

"Come with me!" The young teacher's simple three words sent a shiver down everyone's spine. It was a chill that came from the heart, a feeling...

Yun murmured, "My teacher seems very powerful."

He exuded an icy aura that could be felt even without him speaking. This was not something ordinary people could achieve.

Class 5 is on the first floor, and it's in the innermost room, the furthest to walk.

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The classroom has thirty sets of desks and chairs, and the podium is at the front.

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"Have a seat." The young teacher said coldly. Every time he spoke, there was the same feeling, so cold!

Tang Wulin chose a position by the side, his stature tall, he sat on the edge so that he could be closer to the front.

I don't know what Xie Xi was thinking, but he sat directly beside him. Yun sat in front of him, and Zhou Changxi somehow ended up sitting behind him. The four roommates from the same dormitory were all sitting together.

The young teacher walked to the back of the lecture hall, his gaze sweeping across the students, and the world fell silent.

"My name is Wu Changkong!" the young teacher said calmly, "For the next six years, you will all be my students."

"First and foremost, disregard everything Mr. Long Hengxu just said. Even if you're a bunch of trash, I will make you the strongest among your peers. Unless you drop out, this will be your goal for the next six years."

With a nonchalant tone, he uttered arrogant words, instantly capturing the attention of every student in the class.

"Now, let's begin with introductions. State your name, your Martial Soul, your soul power level, and what kind of Soul Master you aspire to be. Start!"

Straight to the point, no unnecessary preamble.

Tang Wulin was in the row furthest to the side. Ma Longkong pointed in their direction, so Yun, who was sitting in the first row, became the person next to him for introductions.

"Hello everyone, my name is Yun. My Martial Soul is the Star Chart, and my soul power level is twelve. My goal is to become a smart assistant-type battle soul master." Yun's nickname of "Smart as the Stars" wasn't entirely accurate. He quickly reacted and introduced himself confidently. However, his voice trembled slightly.

Then it was Tang Wulin's turn. Tang Wulin stood up, and Wu Changkong’s gaze fell directly on him. He immediately understood why Yun had trembled earlier. Wu Changkong’s eyes were simply too sharp, with a piercing feeling that seemed to see right through him.

"Tang Wulin, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level eleven. The goal is..." At this point, Tang Wulin paused, "I haven't set a goal yet."

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Someone muttered, "A useless martial soul, of course there's no goal."

"Whoosh!" A piece of chalk flew out, like a guided missile, landing right in the student's mouth.

"Ugh!" The chalk head, with a spiral force behind it, drilled straight into his throat, causing the student to immediately gag.

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Wu Changkong said coldly, "In this world, there are no useless martial souls, only useless people. When others are useless, first think about what kind of character you are. If you're not useless, you would be assigned to Class Five"s primarily for sparring, but to allow both sides to truly display their full potential, I will only stop the competition when facing threats of severe injury, disability, or death. As a referee, that...