Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 16 Classification
In an instant, Su Qiu was pressed against the gloomy young man.

At the age of nine, all Soul Masters basically rely on Soul Skills to fight. If they run out of Soul Power and cannot release Soul Skills, they can do nothing and know almost nothing about physical skills.

On one hand, there's the limitation of their thinking, relying too much on soul skills. On the other hand, there are physical reasons; they're too young, their bodies aren't fully developed, and they can't fully utilize their physical skills.

Only Su Qiu, with his Holy Sword stance, could use any physical technique with ease, relying on his intuition.

At that moment, Su Qiu's speed startled the gloomy boy. He wanted to do something, but his hands and feet couldn't keep up with his thoughts, and he became disorganized.

He swung his fist at Su Qiu's face like a headless fly.

Su Qiu didn't move her feet, but slightly turned her head to avoid the punch, while taking another half step forward, just enough to slip into the other person's arms.

The other hand came haphazardly, but Su Qiu shoved it away before it could move, causing the opponent to lose its balance and leaving it wide open.

Su Qiu didn't take the opportunity to throw a punch, but simply raised his elbow and gently pressed it against the opponent's chest. He didn't use much force, but it just stopped the opponent's breathing rhythm.

At this moment, if this elbow strike to the heart were used with full force, the opponent would at least be seriously injured, but Su Qiu did not do so, after all, the opponent's crime did not warrant such an injury.

The gloomy-faced youth let out a muffled groan, all his movements instantly going limp, and he involuntarily staggered back a few steps. He had never experienced such a battle before, and was too flustered. Only after catching his breath did he remember to use his soul skill.

His first spirit ring flashed, and his figure suddenly became illusory, surrounded by a series of phantoms, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"A pretty good soul skill, but unfortunately it ran into me."

Shaking his head, Su Qiu, relying on his senses, casually grabbed and precisely seized his true form. Then he flipped him over and slammed him to the ground.

"What's your name?" Su Qiu pressed him to the ground.

The gloomy-faced boy didn't answer, but asked fiercely, "How did you see through me!"

At the same time, his eyes inadvertently swept behind Su Qiu, where there was a green snake, his spirit.

The small green snake was entirely bluish-green, with a pair of slightly transparent bluish-green wings on its back. Although small in size, it possessed an extremely powerful aura.

Just as Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi, who were watching from the sidelines, were about to speak up to warn Su Qiu, the little green snake shot out and headed straight for her.

The gloomy boy's triumphant laughter was abruptly cut off.

Instinctively, Su Qiu didn't even turn her head. Instead, she grabbed the green snake and quietly asked a second time, "Name?"

"Weiwei Xiaofeng" stammered in response. Wei Xiaofeng's eyes widened in disbelief at what he was seeing.

"Wei Xiaofeng, right? Let's let it go this time. We're all roommates, so we should get along well from now on, understand?"

Patting Wei Xiaofeng's swollen face, Su Qiu decided to stop there.

The fight ended so quickly that it didn't even cause a commotion, and no teacher noticed or rushed over. Otherwise, I would have been in the disciplinary office again.

"well."

Meeting those indifferent, holy blue eyes, Wei Xiaofeng felt a chill run down his spine.

Although he still had a second soul skill he hadn't used, looking at the entire battle, he knew that even if he used it, it would be of no use.

The opponent didn't even use their martial spirit!

The person in front of me is a real monster!

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi were dumbfounded. After simulating the situation in their minds, they realized that if they were in Wei Xiaofeng's shoes, they would suffer the same fate.

The way he looked at Su Qiu again was clearly different; it was now one of awe for a powerful person.

For the rest of the time, Wei Xiaofeng slumped in his chair, his eyes vacant, practically drooling. He was questioning the meaning of life.

The praise from family and friends that I once received now sounds so jarring in my ears.

Am I really a genius?
During their subsequent casual conversation with Su Qiu, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi unconsciously lowered their own status.

Their martial spirits were suppressed by Su Qiu, so they would only lose even more miserably if they really fought.

Now, the dormitory is harmonious, and everyone loves each other.

What a joy.

Time flew by, and the registration deadline for new students was fast approaching. The opening ceremony was held the following day. The ceremony took place in the huge square of Donghai Academy. It was only at this time of year that the senior students and intermediate students would gather together; otherwise, they rarely saw each other.

There are about 100 students in each grade in the intermediate section, for a total of six grades.

The situation was completely different in the senior department; there were fewer than two hundred people in total.

"Good morning, students. Today is the annual opening ceremony. Next, please welcome Dean Yu to give a speech. Let's give him a round of applause!"

Amidst enthusiastic applause, Dean Yu slowly walked onto the stage. He was an elderly man with gray hair, wearing glasses, and exuding a scholarly air.

"Hello students, I have some feelings about this time of year every year."

"A group of students are graduating and embarking on their future paths. At the same time, new students are arriving at Donghai College."

The dean's speech was eloquent and inspiring.

Su Qiu listened attentively at first, but soon became sleepy and lost focus.

There's nothing I can do, it's an old problem.

Fifteen minutes later, the dean gradually wrapped things up. Next came the most important part: class assignment.

The nearby freshmen began to stir, and Su Qiu only then came to her senses, somewhat surprised.

This dean is really good; he finished speaking in just over ten minutes.

The students left one by one, with only first-year students remaining in the intermediate department, while the senior students returned to their respective senior department classes.

The class assignment process is transparent, and the academy has a clear view of the new students' information. Based on their soul power, martial soul, records, and other factors, they are assigned to classes in order.

Class 1 is the best, Class 5 is the worst.

Su Qiu didn't care much about this; he was already studying his opponents in Class 5.

The opponent is not other freshmen, but Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong can be considered a true genius, even though he missed a lot of his golden cultivation time in the original work.

Ultimately, they achieved considerable success.

None of my peers can beat him, and Su Wuyan is too strong and often cheats, so fighting him would be pure torture.

Fighting against a genius of the previous generation like Wu Changkong is the real thrill of combat!

"Finally, here is the list for Class 5." The teacher on stage called out the names one by one.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi, who were standing on the side of the line with Su Qiu, were stunned. They had heard Su Qiu's name in Class 5.

The most dumbfounded person was Wei Xiaofeng, who still felt a slight pain in his body when he recalled the previous battle.

Su Qiu's suppressive power filled him with despair.

Now you're telling Wei Xiaofeng that he's in Class 1, and Su Qiu is in Class 5?
No, am I worthy?

At this moment, Wei Xiaofeng suddenly wondered if the teacher had made a mistake, and if Class 5 was actually the best?

"Don't be so surprised. I suggested it myself. You'll understand why later." Su Qiu casually explained in the face of her roommate's incredulous gaze.

You can't just say he went to fight with the teacher from Class 5.

Nobody believes it.

The teacher on the stage finished taking attendance.

The new students on the playground then completed their grouping.

　I'll update another chapter this afternoon, and then two more chapters at midnight tonight.

　　From now on, updates will be at midnight.

　　Damn it, I just found out I have to update at midnight every day.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)