Douluo Dragon King: One-Sword Soul Douluo, Shadow of the End of Dharma

"Should we continue?"

Completely unconcerned about the gazes cast upon him, Xingyuan remained calm and asked Wei Xiaofeng, who was standing there stunned, in a low voice.

She has encountered similar situations many times over the years—at the Mingdu Soul Guidance Academy, people who were dissatisfied with her special treatment lined up to challenge her three times.

The final result was naturally quite unpleasant.

Call ~

Wei Xiaofeng felt a tightness in his throat, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

beat?

What can we use to fight? Even if we fight like crazy, we can't break through their defenses!

If the gap between a Soul Master and a Great Soul Master is already exaggerated, then the gap between a Soul Venerable and him is only doubled; he doesn't even qualify as cannon fodder in his way.

Not to mention the girl's martial soul—anything related to dragons, how could it have a weak martial soul?

Except for a certain three-stage cannon.

Wei Xiaofeng silently retreated to the podium, bowed deeply to Bai Ye and Wu Changkong, and then left the classroom in a daze.

It will probably take him a long time to adjust to this huge change.

Wang Jinxi, who was standing to the side, wanted to follow, but Zhang Yangzi pulled him back, so he could only stand there sullenly.

From this day forward, everything that happens here will be passed down by word of mouth among the new students, gradually becoming a legend of Donghai Academy many years from now…

Of course, this is something.

"Mr. Baiye, shouldn't we tell them about Class Zero?"

Wu Changkong looked at Bai Ye beside him. Logically speaking, this guy was the real homeroom teacher, and he was only responsible for the duties of an assistant.

However, Bai Ye shrugged and gestured for him to come forward:

"Why be so formal? We've known each other for a long time."

"The sky above Shrek City is filled with the dance of ice."

"you……"

Wu Changkong's mind raced. This genius, who had been living in obscurity in Donghai City for decades, had long since put many things behind him.

Those honors and beliefs he was so proud of, those beautiful memories of the past, have left no trace. Only that blurry face remains, though his handsome figure is still there...

"Brigade, No. 793."

boom!

The loud noise from the podium startled everyone.

Because the situation was not clearly visible, all that could be seen was that Wu Changkong's face was ashen, and he was being gently held down by another hand, which looked very intimate.

"What happened?"

Xie Xie was completely bewildered. She was still in shock and hadn't recovered yet, feeling very heavy-hearted.

Normally, they all have full innate soul power, and they are all girls. They are already Soul Masters, while I am not even a Great Soul Master. It's really discouraging.

Everyone shook their heads, looking completely bewildered.

"you……"

On the podium, Wu Changkong was breathing rapidly, wanting to say something more, but his breath was firmly held back by that hand.

Even though he hadn't done anything, he felt his soul power burning wildly, and he instantly calmed down.

"Let's talk about it later. You tell them about Class Zero first."

Bai Ye patted his shoulder. He wasn't very interested in talking about drafts and didn't want to waste his breath.

Upon hearing this, Wu Changkong adjusted his breathing, gave him a deep look, and stepped forward to the center of the podium.

The other person is right, this is indeed not a good place to chat.

"The fact that you were able to pass this test shows that your talent and abilities far exceed those of ordinary people, and you are truly commendable geniuses."

"But there's nothing to be proud of."

Wu Changkong's tone was cold. He quickly regained his composure and transformed back into the aloof and charismatic male god who made the entire school tremble.

The more he values ​​a student, the more effort he will put into them.

"In the East China Sea, you may be unparalleled geniuses, praised by everyone and arrogant."

"But what about the entire Tianhai, the entire Dongdu, or even the entire continent?"

"Talent can only determine your ceiling, but before reaching that ceiling, you must put in several times, even hundreds of times, more effort than the average person!"

"This is also the original intention of the school in establishing Class Zero."

"Resources far exceeding those of any other grade level, no restrictive rules, and teaching methods, all to give you the conditions to grow faster than your peers."

"As a condition of your education, you may not transfer to other colleges before you are admitted to or graduate from a higher education institution."

"If you have any objections, it's not too late to withdraw now."

After speaking, Wu Changkong looked at the students below, but he didn't really have much hope.

At the junior college level, many gifted students have a short-lived success, but most of them are poached by various forces after only a few years.

Gu Yue, Tang Wulin—especially that girl named Xingyuan.

What does it mean to be a Soul Master at the age of nine?

Even with innate full soul power, over three years, with an average annual increase of about nine levels, the martial soul still appears to be a rare dual-form sub-dragon species.

If even the slightest hint of this gets out, all sorts of forces will come knocking on the door.

Donghai Academy was ultimately too superficial.

Wu Changkong sighed, and just as he was about to say something more, he saw two hands raised simultaneously in the line.

Tang Wulin and Xingyuan.

Are you two going to quit?

Wu Changkong's heart tightened. Any one of these talents would be heartbreaking to see, after all, it's unknown how many years it takes to find such a promising young talent.

Except for Xie Xie.

"No, I just wanted to ask Teacher Wu."

Tang Wulin blinked, her gaze repeatedly drifting towards that familiar figure:

"Teacher... will Teacher Baiye also teach us?"

Xingyuan, who was standing to the side, also looked up, clearly indicating that this was the question she wanted to ask as well.

With the group leader around, this small place only had meaning for her to stay.

Without the leader, she would never have come here in her life.

This problem also stumped Wu Changkong.

After all, based on a simple exchange, the other party could not possibly be an ordinary person, and who can be sure how long they will stay?

He could only turn his head to look at Bai Ye, signaling for the other to speak.

"I'll take care of the rest."

As the passionate lines were almost finished, Bai Ye returned to the center of the podium and looked directly at the young faces.

This is pretty much the team he has planned; at most, he might add one or two substitutes later.

"Unless there are special circumstances, I will probably remain your teacher for the next five or six years."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin and Xingyuan nodded in satisfaction and obediently returned to the group.

As long as Master (the leader) is here, that's enough!

"Now that I've finished talking about Class Zero, I have one more personal matter to discuss before we begin the course."

"Or rather, an invitation."

These words instantly drew everyone's attention, except for Xingyuan, whose eyes flickered, already guessing what would happen next.

Wu Changkong, standing to the side, felt his eyelids twitch as unpleasant memories flooded back, further confirming the identity of the person before him.

He took a deep breath and instinctively wanted to back away, but was told to close the door.

"It doesn't matter whether you leave or not, just stay and listen."

Bai Ye turned to look at the students below, his tone still calm:

"Let me introduce myself. I am Bai Ye, twenty years old, and I am skilled in a special profession that has long disappeared—alchemy."

"As you can see, I am an alchemist, or you could call me a pharmacist."

"I'm passionate about finding interesting little ones and bringing them into my own organization."

"[Brigade]".

"Given your performance just now, I extend an invitation: would you like to join the guild?"

After he finished speaking, the classroom fell into a deathly silence.

After all, it's quite a challenge for these kids to be exposed to so much information in such a short time.

"I'm joining x2!"

Before Xie Xie and the others could react, two figures raised their hands in unison.

Tang Wulin? Gu Yue!