Class Zero of the first-year students was officially established.
The homeroom teacher was Wu Zhangkong, with seven students: Jing Shaoyu, Xu Xiaoyan, Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, Zhang Yangzi, and Wang Jinxi.
As in the original story, Wei Xiaofeng ultimately refused to sign and chose to withdraw from Class Zero, and Principal Yu Zhen didn't try to persuade him.
The academy prepared a new classroom and dormitories for Class Zero. The classroom was converted from a regular room into a spacious, independent area. The dormitories were upgraded from shared rooms to single-occupancy rooms typically reserved for teachers, with each student having a private room adjacent to the others. Wu Zhangkong's quarters were also upgraded to a suite, located next to the students' rooms, ensuring Class Zero had the best living conditions the academy could offer.
Class Zero's first day of instruction was scheduled for the following day, so Jing Shaoyu and the others went to move into their new dorms.
The new dorms were impressive, with private bathrooms—a luxury far superior to the standard student accommodations. However, the overall space was similar.
Once they settled in, the Class Zero students gathered in their new classroom. Located deep within the intermediate section of the academy, the area was quiet and secluded, ideal for learning. The classroom, within the experimental building, was equipped with various instruments and devices.
Wu Zhangkong had been waiting for them. When he saw the students gathered, he spoke in his usual calm tone, "Starting today, you are a team. Understanding one another is fundamental, so we'll be testing each of your capabilities. Follow me."
With that, Wu Zhangkong left the classroom, and Jing Shaoyu and the others immediately followed.
They arrived in a high-tech room filled with various instruments, some of which Jing Shaoyu recognized, while others were unfamiliar.
"First test: spiritual power," Wu Zhangkong announced. "Wang Jinxi, you're up first."
"Yes!" Wang Jinxi's face fell at being chosen first. He knew spiritual power was his weak point, and reluctantly stepped forward.
His spiritual power level was recorded at 36 points, making Wu Zhangkong's brows furrow slightly. "Wang Jinxi, you need to work on increasing your spiritual power. Otherwise, you won't be able to fuse with more spirit souls, which will hinder your progress."
Wang Jinxi accepted Wu Zhangkong's feedback, as he knew it was true.
Next was Xie Xie, with a spiritual power of 64 points—a high level for his age, considered excellent by standard soul master criteria. However, by Wu Zhangkong's standards, this was only passable.
Then came Zhang Yangzi, who scored 82 points.
"Not bad," Wu Zhangkong commented. "Aim to reach the Ling Tong stage within a year."
After that was Xu Xiaoyan. She looked harmless and always had a gentle smile, yet her spiritual power reached 118 points, surprising Xie Xie and Tang Wulin. They exchanged glances, realizing that none of the students chosen for Class Zero were ordinary.
Fifth was Tang Wulin. Confidently, he stepped up, and the reading began to climb steadily.
"132 points!" Wang Jinxi exclaimed, staring at Tang Wulin with a complex expression. He had never liked this guy, who could suppress his own martial soul, but seeing that Tang Wulin's spiritual power was nearly a hundred points higher than his own left him feeling deeply frustrated.
"Ling Tong stage, huh?" Zhang Yangzi remarked in awe. "That's the standard for graduates of the advanced section. For him to have it in the first year is pretty amazing."
Next was Gu Yue, who remained indifferent. She sat at the machine, and her score appeared instantly—325 points.
Wang Jinxi felt almost like crying at this point. Each score was higher than the last. Was Wu Zhangkong doing this on purpose?
Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, however, were unfazed; they were already accustomed to her exceptional abilities.
Finally, it was Jing Shaoyu's turn. Wu Zhangkong's eyes showed a glimmer of curiosity for the gifted student with a thousand-year spirit ring. Tang Wulin and Xie Xie also focused on him, wondering if his spiritual power might even surpass Gu Yue's.
Jing Shaoyu calmly sat at the machine, and the reading began to climb: ten, twenty, thirty... a hundred... two hundred... three hundred... until it stopped at 456 points.
"Four hundred and fifty-six points?!" Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, Tang Wulin, and Xie Xie couldn't help but swallow hard, staring at Jing Shaoyu as if he were a monster.
This was almost at the Ling Hai stage. Once he reached Ling Hai, he would be eligible to contract black spirit souls and absorb ten-thousand-year spirit rings, provided his body could handle it.
With the talent Jing Shaoyu displayed, it wouldn't be long—perhaps a year or two—before he reached the Ling Hai stage and became the first among them to acquire a ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
There was envy—so much envy.
Even Wu Zhangkong's face showed a rare flicker of surprise, though he quickly composed himself and gave Jing Shaoyu a thoughtful look.
Jing Shaoyu maintained his gentle smile, pleased with everyone's reactions. He enjoyed watching their awestruck faces.
Looking at Jing Shaoyu, Gu Yue, Tang Wulin, and Xu Xiaoyan, Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, and Xie Xie exchanged glances, feeling a sense of shared misfortune. Of the seven, they were the only ones without Ling Tong-level spiritual power, and they nearly cried over it.
"Next is strength testing," Wu Zhangkong announced.
At the mention of a strength test, Wang Jinxi's spirits lifted. If spiritual power was his weak point, then strength was his advantage. He was confident he was the strongest of the seven, second only to Tang Wulin.
It seemed Wu Zhangkong had a bit of a compulsive streak; he arranged the strength tests in the same order as before. First up was Xu Xiaoyan.
The results confirmed her delicate appearance was not entirely deceptive; her strength level was so low it almost made Wu Zhangkong frown. Xu Xiaoyan shyly hid behind Jing Shaoyu, pouting in dissatisfaction.
Jing Shaoyu found this amusing. The girl had been afraid of getting hurt and hadn't used her full power. Though her full power wouldn't have impressed anyone, it might have spared her from Wu Zhangkong's displeasure.
Next was Zhang Yangzi. Though he was a beast martial soul user, his martial soul leaned toward control and agility, so his arm strength was moderate—61 kilograms in his left arm and 69 kilograms in his right.
Gu Yue and Xie Xie followed. To Zhang Yangzi's surprise, Gu Yue's strength exceeded his, with both arms surpassing 100 kilograms. Xie Xie, bolstered by his twin martial souls, was even stronger, giving him a bit of confidence.
"Wang Jinxi," Wu Zhangkong called.
Wang Jinxi stepped up excitedly, took a deep breath, and gathered his strength.
"Bang!" Left arm, 423 kilograms!
"Bang!" Right arm, 468 kilograms!
These numbers left Wang Jinxi feeling proud, and Wu Zhangkong gave a barely noticeable nod. Such strength exceeded the typical level for strength-focused soul masters, showcasing the advantage of a top-tier martial soul.
"Not bad," Wu Zhangkong commented, leaving Wang Jinxi beaming. "Next, Jing Shaoyu."
Jing Shaoyu stepped forward, his face calm as he prepared to unleash his strength.
"Bang!" Left arm, 991 kilograms!
"Bang!" Right arm, 1,011 kilograms!
Thanks to the strong foundation provided by his Origin Spirit martial soul and twin martial soul advantage, Jing Shaoyu's strength was among the highest in his age group, an impressive feat for a healing-type soul master. Who ever heard of a healing-type soul master with over 1,000 kilograms of power?
Xie Xie's jaw dropped. "Is this guy really a healing-type soul master? No way!"
Wu Zhangkong's eyes gleamed. He had known Jing Shaoyu was classified as a healing-type, but seeing his strength, he felt both excitement and awe. A prodigy indeed, perhaps even destined for Shrek Academy.
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