Chapter 5

Zuo Heng was greatly startled and exclaimed, "Qiyue, you...!"

Wu Qiyue glared at him coldly and said, "What do you want to do?"

Zuo Heng reined in the murderous intent in his eyes and said, "I just want to teach this ignorant fool a lesson... classmate!"

Qin Zhen also reacted and shouted angrily, "What are you? My student isn't for you to teach a lesson to!"

Zuo Heng's expression changed, knowing that with Wu Qiyue and Qin Zhen intervening, he couldn't act. He then said sarcastically, "Fine, let this classmate live a bit longer. After he's expelled from the academy, I'll have a chat with him."

Yang Qingxuan glanced at him, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain, as if to say: Who has time to chat with you?

Zuo Heng's face turned purple with anger, his fists trembling slightly, and his sinister eyes seemed to respond: No one can save you, not in this world or the next!

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly. He had seen many such arrogant and conceited people around the world, but they all ended up humbled in the end.

Qin Zhen's face showed a worried expression as he said, "Yang Qingxuan, it's your turn for the assessment."

Yang Qingxuan nodded and walked up to the platform.

Suddenly, there was a commotion around them as a large group of students from the neighboring Class 4, along with their teacher Yu Liang, surrounded them.

"Those are students from Class 4, what are they here for?"

The classroom immediately became restless. The two classes often had conflicts, so everyone knew they meant no good and glared at them.

"Don't be nervous."

Class 4's teacher, Yu Liang, chuckled and said, "The assessment on our side is almost done. I let the students rest and brought them over to observe the assessment of Class 3 students."

Yu Liang's gaze fell on Wu Qiyue and Zuo Heng, and he was somewhat surprised, but the surprise quickly vanished. He turned and smiled, "Everyone, open your eyes wide and watch carefully. The students taught by Teacher Qin are truly outstanding. We need to recognize the gap between us and them. After watching, go back and practice hard, understand?"

"Understood!"

Class 4 erupted in loud laughter, and mocking gazes fell on Yang Qingxuan.

The students of Class 3 were indignant, knowing this was purely to see them humiliated.

Qin Zhen's face darkened as he said, "If you want to learn, let's set the rules. Teacher against teacher, or student against student, let's have a proper match."

Yu Liang smiled and said, "Teacher Qin, you misunderstand. Class 4 is here purely to learn. Class 3 has a prestigious reputation in the academy and outstanding achievements. Who knows, maybe an excellent performance will break a historical record during the assessment."

His gaze intentionally or unintentionally swept over Yang Qingxuan.

"Haha, that's right, we're here to see the record broken!"

Class 4 students burst into laughter, and all sorts of unpleasant remarks reached Yang Qingxuan's ears. But he remained expressionless, his deep eyes like a calm sea, showing no ripples.

Qin Zhen was furious, but when he glanced at Yang Qingxuan, he was surprised. Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, his doubts grew, and his anger dissipated.

Wu Qiyue's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, a faint red glow passing through them, forming a barely perceptible small circle before dissipating.

Qin Zhen coldly snorted and ignored them, looking at Yang Qingxuan and saying, "There are two methods for the assessment. One is to strike this Thunder Sound Drum with full force. If you can produce seven thunder sounds, it proves your physical strength is formidable, and you can cultivate as a Warrior, which is considered qualified. The second is to sense this 'Soul Stone,' which can test the potential of your martial soul."

A student from Class 4 called out, "The premise is that you must have the potential for a martial soul."

"Ha ha ha!"

The others immediately joined in, and the students of Class 3 glared angrily. Brothers may quarrel at home, but they unite against outsiders, but they also blamed Yang Qingxuan for disgracing the entire class.

Qin Zhen ignored the ridicule and said calmly, "I know that for years, Yang Zhao has been searching for spiritual herbs to cleanse your meridians and gradually improve your qi. But I don't know if you have reached the level of seven thunder sounds. Give it your all. Whatever the result, you will have no regrets."

Yang Qingxuan looked around and saw a half-person-tall red lacquer drum on the platform, made from the skin of a Thunder Sound Beast. Striking it with palm strength could produce thunder sounds, measuring the strength.

This was the lowest-level Thunder Sound Drum, capable of testing up to ten thunder sounds, which was enough. Because ten thunder sounds were the standard for a Yellow Turban Warrior.

On the other side was an irregular, oval-shaped crystal, transparent and emitting a gentle force.

It was well-known that martial artists were divided into two types: those who cultivate the body can become Warriors, and those who cultivate qi can condense a martial soul.

Reaching the Yellow Turban Warrior level, one could split mountains and rocks, be ennobled and appointed as a general, and have a bright and glorious future.

But the path of a Warrior has its limits, while the path of cultivating qi and condensing a martial soul is endless!

Yang Qingxuan walked to the Thunder Sound Drum, touching the drum surface. Just the touch of his palm could feel a thick force radiating out.

"Hit it already, dilly-dallying, we're waiting to see the record broken!" The commotion rose around him.

Yu Liang also smiled and said, "Class 4 students, open your eyes wide and watch carefully. See the excellent students taught by Teacher Qin."

Yang Qingxuan ignored the ridicule, and after touching the Thunder Sound Drum for a while, he let go and walked straight to the Soul Stone.

"What is this fool doing? Does he want to test his martial soul potential?"

"Haha, he must be crazy. If you don't have martial soul potential before the age of fifteen, you never will. He actually still hopes to have a martial soul."

"Sigh, he's probably too nervous, and his dementia has flared up again."

"Ha ha ha!"

Everyone was waiting to see him make a fool of himself, and even some students in Class 3 sighed.

Qin Zhen frowned and called out, "Yang Qingxuan..."

The principal had personally examined Yang Qingxuan's condition, which was due to an incomplete soul, causing damage to his mind and talent, making it impossible for him to condense a martial soul.

Therefore, both Yang Qingxuan's grandfather and the principal believed he should take the path of a Warrior. If he could cultivate to the Yellow Turban Warrior level, he could be ennobled and appointed as a general, commanding respect in the Cangnan Kingdom.

Yang Qingxuan said, "Teacher, I want to try."

Qin Zhen was taken aback. The word "teacher" was called with great affection. He敏锐地捕捉到一丝异样，觉得杨青玄似乎与以往有些不同，便说：“也好，你试试吧。”

杨青玄伸出手，放在那武魂石上。温润的手感传来，摸起来非常舒服。

“扑哧！”

立即有人大笑起来，“看他那副一本正经的样子，好像真的有武魂似的呢，哈哈哈，笑死我了。”

“哈哈哈。”

四班的学生跟着嘲讽起来，嘲笑说：“今天真是大开眼界，秦振老师教出来的学生果然不同凡响。”

“就是，说不定等会还真有武魂出来呢！咱们可要睁大眼睛好好看着哦，哈哈哈！”

左珩也嗤笑了一声，讥讽道：“这位傻同学真幽默。”那眼中毫不掩饰的鄙夷，彰显着无以伦比的优越感。

他故意将“同学”两字压得极重，目光贪婪地望向巫绮月那绝美的容颜。却见她根本没听自己说话，而是认真地看着杨青玄测试，不由怒火再起。

左珩心想：“我这般优秀，你竟对我充耳不闻。这傻子垃圾到了极点，你竟如此关心。哼，既然如此，待会这傻子被开除了，我一定要好好给他个永生难忘的教训。作为你漠视我的代价。”

突然间，一名学员眼皮一跳，尖叫声划过长空，“天啊！快看，是武魂之光！”

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"Ha!" Someone immediately burst into laughter, "Look at his serious face, as if he really has a martial soul, hahaha, I'm dying of laughter."

"Hahaha."

The students of Class 4 joined in the mockery, laughing and jeering, "Today is truly eye-opening. The students taught by Teacher Qin are indeed extraordinary."

"Exactly, maybe a martial soul will really appear soon! We must watch closely, hahaha!"

Zuo Heng also sneered, mocking, "This silly classmate is quite amusing." The disdain in his eyes was unmistakable, showcasing his unparalleled sense of superiority.

He deliberately emphasized the word "classmate," his gaze greedily fixed on Wu Qiyue's beautiful face. But she wasn't listening to him at all; instead, she was intently watching Yang Qingxuan's test, which only fueled his anger.

Zuo Heng thought, "I am so excellent, yet you ignore me. This fool is utterly worthless, yet you care so much. Humph, since that's the case, once this fool is expelled, I will give him a lesson he will never forget. As the price for your indifference to me."

Suddenly, a student's eyelid twitched, and a shrill scream cut through the air, "Heaven! Look, it's the light of a martial soul!"