The Next Morning.
At the Lan Ba Academy playground.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and Zhu Zhuqing, the four new students, looked at Yu Xiaowei in confusion.
The other students, including the also scrawny Ning Rongrong, were running around the playground, led by Yu Tianheng, who was shouting slogans loudly.
"One, two, one."
Liu Erlong was now exhausted and had no time to manage the academy.
As a result, the academy's affairs were fully handed over to Yinshu.
Yinshu was in charge of the academy, which was no different from Yu Xiaowei being in charge, so the routine morning training and speeches were now conducted by Yu Xiaowei.
Flender was not present, and Yu Xiaogang had also disappeared since yesterday. This series of events made Tang San and the others feel uneasy.
Just as they were lost in thought, Yu Xiaowei clapped his hands.
The students running in circles immediately understood and ran behind him, lining up neatly.
Yu Xiaowei nodded with satisfaction, looked at Tang San and the other three sharply, and spoke loudly.
"Today we have four new students. Everyone, welcome them."
A round of enthusiastic applause erupted—orderly, without the slightest bit of chaos.
Tang San, who had just started elementary school (in this context meaning a new academic stage), was immediately shocked.
This Blue Bull Academy was indeed quite capable.
Back at Notting College, not only could they not clap in sync, but those ugly guys couldn't even stand in a straight line.
After some clapping, Yu Xiaowei motioned for silence, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile:
"Students who are new here might not know me well. Allow me to introduce myself first."
"I am the younger brother of the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy and the academy's first student—Yu Xiaowei."
"When my sister is ill, I'll be responsible for supervising you."
"As the student with the longest time enrolled and the highest spiritual power in the academy, I'm your best senior."
"If you don't understand anything, you can come ask me, and I'll explain it clearly."
"Now, please introduce yourselves."
"Everyone should state your hometown, previous academy, name, martial spirit, and spirit power."
He pointed at Tang San.
"Start with you."
As soon as he saw Yu Xiaowei pointing at him, Tang San quickly grabbed Xiao Wu's hand and said,
"We are students from Notting Junior College in Notting City, Barak Kingdom, Tang San—"
"Too soft, I can't hear you at all!"
A sudden shout interrupted Tang San's words.
Yu Tianheng, Tai Long, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and the others stepped forward and stood behind Yu Xiaowei, shouting at Tang San.
"I can't hear you!"
"Too soft, I can't hear you at all!"
"Speak louder and try again!"
"Do you want to cultivate and earn a title with a voice that soft?"
Tang San and the others were startled by the sudden outburst.
Seeing Yu Xiaowei's style, completely different from before, the four were a bit confused. Was this an actual welcome ceremony, or were they just being hazed?
Yu Xiaowei was quite satisfied that his training had paid off, so he decided to "serve chicken legs" (a colloquial way to say he would toughen them up) to the four today.
He was pleased inside, but on the outside he kept a stern face and shouted at Tang San.
"Are you deaf? Speak louder and try again!"
Huff—
Tang San took a deep breath, composed himself, and shouted loudly:
"We are students from Notting Junior College in Notting City, Barak Kingdom."
"My name is Tang San, my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and I'm a level 32 control-type battle spirit master. She is Xiao Wu, her martial spirit is Soft Bone Rabbit, and she's a level 31 agility-type battle spirit master."
"Very good, full of energy! Next!"
Oscar shouted without hesitation due to Yu Xiaowei's earlier momentum:
"I'm Oscar, student from the Barak Kingdom and Shrek Academy."
"Soul Sausage, a level 31 auxiliary-type tool soul master."
As soon as Oscar said "Soul Sausage," the entire playground erupted in laughter.
"Sausage? You dare call that a weapon soul?"
"If it's food, just say it's food. Why call it a weapon soul? You're really flattering yourself."
"Haha, what kind of combat power does that even have? Is it worthy of being called a weapon soul?"
These mocking voices reflected the real attitude of the soul master world. Whether they were powerful battle-type soul masters or even other auxiliary-type tool soul masters, they all looked down on food-type soul masters.
In their eyes, food-type soul masters not only trained slowly but had very poor combat ability. No matter which soul master team they joined, they were always burdensome.
Yu Xiaowei's eyebrows twitched, and his face instantly turned angry.
He pointed at the few students who were laughing the loudest and roared.
"You lot—get out here!"
Seeing Yu Xiaowei truly angry, the ones called out quickly stepped forward in fear, including Tyrone.
The unspoken first rule of Lan Ba Academy: Never make Yu Xiaowei angry.
"You soul masters think you're so great, huh?"
"Huh?"
"What level is your spirit power? Are you even qualified to be on the Blue Tyrant team?"
"You're not good at training, and you're even worse at joking. Go run fifty laps around the playground."
"Tailong, you run a hundred laps. No food until you're done. If not, I'll break your legs."
Yu Xiaowei's scolding made several people turn pale.
According to Blue Tyrant Academy rules, punished students could not use spirit power.
In this condition, after fifty laps, their legs would basically break—but they didn't dare argue and obediently started running laps.
After driving off a few arrogant students, Yu Xiaowei looked sharply at the rest, observing each face one by one, snorted lightly, and said:
"Open your ears and listen closely."
"I don't want to hear any more discriminatory words like that in Blue Tyrant Academy."
"Remember one thing—God gave us a purpose."
"And another thing: there is no such thing as a useless spirit, only a useless person."
"I don't want any of you to be useless. Understand!?"
After listening to the speech, all the students shouted in unison:
"Understood!"
After giving them one last sharp glare, Yu Xiaowei turned around and said:
"Dismissed."
Oscar was so moved that he nearly cried. He sniffled and shouted with all his strength:
"I'm Oscar, student from the Barak Kingdom and Shrek Academy."
"Soul Sausage, a level 31 auxiliary-type tool soul master."
Yu Xiaowei glared at him and pointed at the playground.
"Is it your turn to speak again? Go run ten laps."
Oscar's mouth twitched, and the emotions he had just felt vanished instantly. He could only jog off dejectedly.
Recalling what had just happened, Zhu Zhuqing straightened her chest and shouted loudly:
"I'm Zhu Zhuqing, student from the Barak Kingdom and Shrek Academy."
"Martial Soul: Nether Spirit Cat, a level 28 agility-type attack soul master."
The welcome ceremony for the new students ended quickly.
Except for a few people still running laps, the rest returned to class.
Yu Xiaowei spotted Dugu Bo, who was about to enter the classroom, and pulled him aside mysteriously.
"You little brat, why are you pulling me aside instead of going to class?"
"You've skipped nine classes already, and I still haven't collected your debt."
Dugu Bo glared at him. This brat was the first student ever to skip his class.
Yu Xiaowei quickly stopped him from hitting someone and spoke in a low voice:
"Senior, I've got an important matter to settle and I need your help. The target is in that class."
"So when you enter later, no matter what strange things you see, remember to stay silent and don't show any emotion. After this is over, I'll give you a big reward."