"In terms of strength, who in the class is a match for the three of us? I think the monitor and vice-monitor positions should just be held by Caelus and Gu Yuena directly. They were already the monitor and vice-monitor of our class six, and everyone is convinced."
Ye Guyi's words carried the pride unique to a holder of the Sacred Angel Martial Soul. In her view, this was not arrogance, but rather a statement of an obvious fact.
In the entire new student class one, she only truly recognized the strength and ability of Caelus and Gu Yuena.
"This..." Wang Yan was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Ye Guyi to be so direct; this differed from the democratic process he had envisioned, and he found himself in a bit of a dilemma.
"Why? Is being strong so amazing?" Sure enough, Ye Guyi's seemingly "arrogant" attitude immediately triggered a backlash. Wang Dong had already been holding back frustration from being suppressed by Ye Guyi during the competition, and now, like a lit firecracker, he stood up abruptly and retorted.
"Yuhao was our monitor in the original class one, too. I think voting is good—fair and just."
Hearing this, a cold arc curled at the corner of Ye Guyi's lips, and she responded unceremoniously: "Being strong is amazing. Not convinced? We can go to the arena and spar right now. As for Huo Yuhao..." Her gaze swept over Huo Yuhao, whose expression was somewhat unnatural. "If you let him be the monitor, who in the class do you think would be convinced?"
Her words were blunt and sharp, piercing through the most basic Law of the Soul Master World—the survival of the fittest. In her view, the position of monitor should be held by those with the ability; only then would it be the greatest responsibility to the class. Wang Yan's idea of voting stemmed more from his gentle personality and teaching philosophy.
"Spar then, it's not like I'm afraid of you." Wang Dong was proud and arrogant; how could he endure such goading? He immediately wanted to accept the challenge.
"I actually think Ye Guyi makes sense. The strong are respected. I support Caelus and Gu Yuena." At this moment, Wu Feng, who had a head of fiery red hair, spoke up to express her stance, supporting Ye Guyi, while her gaze towards Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao carried obvious hostility.
"If they are the monitors, I have no objections." On the other side, Dai Huabin also spoke coldly. Although he had been defeated by Caelus, he disdained being associated with those lacking strength even more.
"Yeah, Teacher Wang Yan, let's just go with Caelus and Gu Yuena. Voting is too much trouble." "We all agree." Other students in the class chimed in one after another. In terms of Soul Power Rank, actual combat performance, or talent and potential, Caelus and Gu Yuena were leading the class by a wide margin. Having them serve as monitors could be described as the will of the people.
Seeing the situation becoming one-sided, Wang Dong's Face flushed red. He still wanted to argue, but was gently tugged on the sleeve by Huo Yuhao beside him. Huo Yuhao shook his head at him, his eyes complex, carrying a trace of helplessness and admonition. Only then did Wang Dong sit down indignantly, giving up the fight.
Seeing Wang Dong defeated, a hint of complacency appeared on Ye Guyi's Face, like a little peacock that had won a fight. Caelus, who had been quietly observing the development of events, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, feeling secretly amused. After all, it was still a young girl's Mind and nature, competitive and eager to win.
In fact, even if they had really voted, given the strength and prestige he and Gu Yuena had displayed, the result would not have changed at all. Ye Guyi's actions, while supportive, seemed a bit too eager.
Seeing that the vast majority of the class supported Caelus and Gu Yuena, Wang Yan knew his voting plan was no longer necessary, so he went with the flow and announced loudly: "Since everyone unanimously recommends it, then our new student class one's monitor and vice-monitor will be held by Student Caelus and Student Gu Yuena. I hope the two monitors will live up to expectations and lead our class to progress together."
Once the decision was made, enthusiastic applause erupted in the classroom.
"Damn it, if I had Cultivated seriously before, my strength now would definitely not be weaker than hers. How could I let her be this arrogant?" Wang Dong gritted his teeth in anger, a strong sense of regret surging in his heart for the first time. He possessed a Triple Martial Soul, with unparalleled talent, and believed that if they were at the same Rank, he would never be weaker than anyone. Yet now, being firmly suppressed by Ye Guyi, this feeling of frustration made it hard for him to let go.
In the classroom, time slipped away quietly. Wang Yan was worthy of the name of an Advanced teacher; his theoretical knowledge was profound, his insights into various Martial Souls were incisive and unique, and he could hit the nail on the head when pointing out the subtle problems in each student's Cultivation. In just one class, most students felt they had gained a lot and developed a strong sense of identification with this gentle and wise new head teacher.
The bell for the end of class rang. Caelus smiled, stood up, and said loudly: "To celebrate everyone successfully passing the Freshman Assessment and gathering in Class One, I'm treating everyone to a good meal at the cafeteria this noon."
As soon as these words were spoken, a cheer erupted in the classroom. Cries of "Long live the monitor!" rang out one after another. Zhou Sichen, Cao Jinxuan, and a few other lively Core Disciples immediately gathered around Caelus, calling him "Boss" affectionately. Even the usually cold and proud Dai Huabin, after a slight hesitation, silently followed the group, which counted as giving Caelus some Face.
Huo Yuhao originally didn't want to go; he wanted to seize the time to go back and Cultivate to make up for the gap in Soul Power. But Wang Dong, using the excuse "It's free food, and it saves money," dragged him along. Seeing this, Caelus just nodded gently to Huo Yuhao, signaling his welcome.
The persona he had established for himself at Shrek Academy was exactly this—sunny, cheerful, generous, and possessing great leadership and personal charisma. He wanted to start from the Outer Court, imperceptibly gathering connections and solidifying his foundation to pave the way for his future goals. As for his true nature beneath his gentle appearance and his hidden ambition, heh, only he himself knew that.
It is worth mentioning that as an agility-attack system Soul Master, Zhu Lu should logically have been assigned to Class Two, but she was specially arranged to be in Class One. This was naturally a special arrangement by the academy; after all, only when she was with Dai Huabin could they unleash the true power of their Martial Soul Fusion technique, "Hell White Tiger." From this point of view, while the academy divided classes according to system, it also retained a touch of humanization.
Just like that, several dozen people from new student class one marched toward the cafeteria in a grand procession, attracting many surprised and curious gazes along the way.
Not far away, two figures wearing the red school uniforms symbolizing the identity of Inner Court Disciples were also attracted by this large procession and stopped their steps in unison.
"What are these new students doing? They look aggressive." One of them, a cold and detached young girl with snow-white hair, ice-blue eyes, and a peculiar cat-ear headpiece, looked at the crowd with mild curiosity.
"Judging by the direction, they should be heading to the cafeteria." Another girl with black hair and black eyes, an ordinary appearance, and a weak sense of presence replied calmly.
"With this posture, those who don't know might think they are going to fight." The white-haired girl appeared cold, but was unexpectedly good at making snide remarks.
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