Chapter 166: Is This Class Five?

Chapter 166: Is This Class Five?

At the East Sea Academy, next to the Intermediate Division's sports field, the principal approached a man in white, accompanied by two students.

Ma Zhangkong, who was teaching a physical education class, furrowed his brows as he glanced at the pair of students with the principal, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

"What's the meaning of this?"

The principal smiled awkwardly at Ma Zhangkong.

"These two students are transfer students enrolling in our academy this year. Due to special circumstances, they are a bit late. I was wondering if you could take them under your wing for a year. Don't worry; by next year, they will leave East Sea Academy and won't cause you any trouble."

Hearing the principal's introduction, Ma Zhangkong knitted his brows imperceptibly and then turned his gaze to the two students.

"Both of them are at the same level, in their twenties. Shouldn't they be assigned to the Advanced Division?"

Facing Ma Zhangkong's questioning, the principal scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Their ages are a bit too young for the Advanced Division. Moreover, they have some personal matters to attend to, so they won't be regularly attending classes. Hence, placing them in the Advanced Division wouldn't be suitable."

Ma Zhangkong nodded slightly when he heard that they were young, as he could tell that they indeed didn't look very old. However, upon learning that they had personal affairs and wouldn't be regularly attending classes, Ma Zhangkong frowned.

"If they won't be regularly coming to school, then why bring them here at all?"

Facing Ma Zhangkong's blunt questioning, the principal's expression became awkward. He patted Wang Si on the shoulder, indicating that he wanted some private space with the teacher.

Wang Si nodded slightly, understanding the unspoken message.

The principal pulled Ma Zhangkong aside and whispered something to him.

Ma Zhangkong returned alone; as for the principal, he had been sent away.

Facing the two young people before him, who seemed nonchalant, Ma Zhangkong furrowed his brows slightly.

"I understand your situation. Are you here solely for an enrollment record at East Sea Academy, and not for the usual training and competitions like the other students?"

The principal had just informed him of the two students' circumstances: they were only here to enroll nominally and wouldn't be regularly attending classes at East Sea Academy.

As Ma Zhangkong spoke, a layer of frost seemed to gather around him, indicating his dissatisfaction with Wang Si and Na'er's situation.

Wang Si nodded lightly.

"Having an enrollment record at East Sea Academy is sufficient for us. After a year, we will leave for another city. Moreover, we have already mastered what Intermediate Soul Masters should learn. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to focus on matters that truly require our efforts."

Ma Zhangkong was unsure what Wang Si meant by "matters that truly require our efforts."

"Your personal matters... Are there things you cannot do while attending school, hence the need to skip classes?"

Wang Si sighed and took out a certificate from the Forging Master Association from his storage spiritual device.

Of course, the association wouldn't expose the fact that Wang Si, an eleven-year-old, could perform spiritual forging and fusion forging. Thus, they only provided him with a certificate of a Level 3 Forging Master.

However, an eleven-year-old Level 3 Forging Master was already considered a genius.

Ma Zhangkong glanced at the certificate and was astonished, but he maintained a calm demeanor.

"Indeed, it's impressive to be a Level 3 Forging Master at such a young age. But your true strength lies elsewhere, not in your talent as a forger."

Facing Master Wu Changkong's nagging, Wang Si felt helpless and scratched his hair.

"Who said I plan to focus only on being a Forging Master and not a Soul Master? Or do you think you can make me stronger? Do you think your guidance would be more useful than that of the two backing me?

Hehe, do you think running a few laps around the field will make one a powerful Soul Master? Then, let your students come and fight me, and let's see how many can beat me?

If you think I'm suppressing them with my soul power level, you can find some Three-Ringed Soul Ancestors from the Advanced Division, even if they aren't your students.

If they win, I will admit that your East Sea Academy has some capability, and I will obediently attend classes here.

But if they lose, don't restrict my freedom."

Facing the young man's arrogant attitude, Master Wu Changkong frowned subtly, trying to keep his expression neutral.

He took a step forward and patted the young man's shoulder, surprised to find that his skeletal density was astonishing.

Additionally, he was astonished to discover that the young man's physical strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Three-Ringed Soul Master.

His physical strength in a normal state had already reached the level of a Three-Ringed Soul Master.

Tsk, no wonder he dared to challenge a Three-Ringed Soul Master.

"What's your martial soul, and who usually guides your cultivation?"

Wang Si responded with a light smile and a helpless shake of his head.

"I came out to take a break precisely because my usual cultivation is too tiring. You're just a teacher at the academy; you only need to fulfill your duties."

Master Wu Changkong still refused to give up on such a promising talent.

"I can suppress my soul power to the twentieth level and only use soul power of that level without any soul skills to spar with you.

If I win, you only need to find me for two real combat training sessions each week.

But if you win, you'll have to find me for four sessions a week. I'm not asking for much; what do you say?"

Master Wu Changkong looked at Wang Si, his eyes conveying a thousand unspoken words.

Facing Master Wu Changkong's invitation, Wang Si gently shook his head.

"Teacher Wu, that doesn't seem fair. Why should I be the one finding you for real combat training regardless of who wins?

How about this: if I win, Teacher Wu, you find me for three real combat training sessions each week.

But if I lose... I'll transfer schools. I won't force myself to stay somewhere I'm uncomfortable."

Hearing that the young man wanted him to find the young man for training if he won, Master Wu Changkong's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

And upon hearing the young man's condition in case of losing, Master Wu Changkong was left speechless!

Transfer schools? Just like that? Was he so unwilling to accept defeat?

"How about it? This request is fair, isn't it? After all, Teacher Wu, you're planning to take action yourself. What else can I say?"

Wang Si spread his hands helplessly.

There was something that everyone agreed on: Wang Si's future achievements.

An eleven-year-old Twenty-Fifth Grade Great Soul Master would end up in a high-level academy like Shrek Academy or another of similar caliber.

Carrying the name of the East Sea Academy would ultimately benefit the East Sea Academy itself.

So, the threat of "transferring schools" still carried some weight.

(End of Chapter)

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