Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

After giving Hua Song a few instructions, Yan followed Lei Xiang and Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng praised the black horse and arranged a stable for Lei Xiang. After resolving these matters, he seemed to remember Yan.

The dean of students turned around and stopped, beckoning to Yan. When Yan came over, the dean said earnestly, "Yan, I have seen your entrance exam results. They are excellent in all aspects. I think you entered Tiandu Academy because you want to study hard."

The college prohibits male-female friendships for your own good, so that you can focus on your studies. What I said earlier was a bit harsh, so please don't take it too seriously.

"It's alright, Director."

Yan simply gave a casual reply.

"Hmm. Your dorm room probably hasn't been assigned yet..."

Zhang Fengping nodded indifferently, seemingly not paying too much attention to Yan and Zixue's interactions. In fact, this was the normal situation. Zixue came from a respectable background, but the academy didn't completely ban relationships between men and women. Some things were best mentioned briefly; no one would feel comfortable if they were interfered with too closely.

After chatting with Zhang Feng for a bit, Yan arrived at the dormitory. The dormitory conditions were decent, with two bunk beds, two long desks, and four metal cabinets, so it was probably meant for four people.

Yan frowned slightly when he saw this situation. He was not satisfied with this environment. It wasn't that he had never shared a room with someone in this life, but those collaborations were basically him letting the young ladies stay overnight. It seems that sharing a room with a boy was only in the very beginning of this life!

"Hey bro, you're in this dorm too!"

Just as Yan was considering this, Hua Song's voice came from behind. When Yan turned around, Hua Song had also reached the door. After looking around, he lowered his voice and said, "Boss, I found out that Senior Sister Zi Xue is a second-year student and one of the most beautiful girls in the academy. She has quite a few suitors..."

Yan seemed quite interested in the topic of the academy's most beautiful girls, so he asked with a smile, "How many are there in the academy?"

Hua Song revealed a knowing smile that all men understood. "Hehe! Boss, our college has over two thousand students, among whom are eight beauties. Senior Sister Zi Xue is ranked sixth, and she has an older sister, Senior Sister Zi Yan, who is ranked first on the college's beauty list..."

"First of all, we really should get to know her, the senior's older sister..."

When Yan heard Hua Song mention Zi Xue's older sister, Zi Yan, he did become quite interested. She was the reincarnation of Sophia's second daughter, a natural-born first-level deity with a rather special background. Yan had a great interest in researching such natural-born first-level deities, though not just in one particular area.

Chapter 628 Lei Xiangchu's Challenge

The next morning, Yan woke up early in his dormitory. Thanks to his money, the academy had kindly arranged a single dormitory for him. Although the environment was still just average for him, it was the best he could get at the moment.

He didn't deliberately seek enjoyment in this area. The main reason was that his cultivation level was too high, and if he lived with others, even a small disturbance would be a big deal, which caused some trouble.

Aside from this minor inconvenience, everything else has been fine since he entered Tiandu Academy. After dinner yesterday, he went to the library to digest his food and ran into a senior female student on the way. The two of them didn't greet each other, but just exchanged a few glances.

Yan treated this as just a bit of fun in his life, something to keep him in a good mood, so he wasn't in a hurry. However, one of his senior classmates, if it weren't for the other girls around, might have already come up and greeted him.

Just as Yan was thinking that everything was going smoothly, Hua Song knocked on the door. This younger brother had come to remind him that it was time to go to class.

Today was the first day of classes after enrollment. Yan, along with Hua Song, ran into Lei Xiang and his roommates on the way. After exchanging greetings, the group arrived at the main teaching building.

The classroom was large enough to hold eighty people, but now there were only about forty in the class. There was a blackboard at the front, and the walls were painted white. Yan casually found a seat by the window. The bell rang, and a female teacher, probably around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, entered.

"Boss, you have good taste."

Hua Song's eyes lit up when he saw the female teacher. He gave Yan a thumbs-up and smiled in flattery. Lei Xiang was not far from the two of them. Hearing this, he also looked up at Yan. To be honest, some of the things that Yan had said before had really refreshed his worldview.

The female teacher wasn't very tall, with long, flowing black hair. She had a beautiful and elegant appearance and seemed very gentle. She coughed once before continuing, "Students, please be quiet..."

Her voice was clear and pleasant to the ear, and the classroom fell silent. "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhuang Jing, and I will be the homeroom teacher for this class. I will mainly be responsible for magic-related courses..."

This teacher named Zhuang Jing looks quite nice and is very much to Yan's liking. It's not that he's having any 'betrayal of his teacher and ancestors' thoughts, but having such a beautiful teacher as a homeroom teacher is indeed pleasing to the eye and puts him in a good mood.

Today was the first day of school, so there wasn't much substantial teaching content. It mainly consisted of self-introductions and trivial matters of class management. Yan was naturally not interested in these things. Just as he was getting drowsy, someone suggested electing a class monitor.

Hua Song whispered from the side, "Boss, boss, being class monitor has so many benefits. Not only can you get closer to the teachers and learn more, but the academy also has a Heavenly Dragon Group, which only the top students in each class above the second year have the right to enter..."

"Not interested!"

Yan mumbled a reply and then closed his eyes again. He came here to experience life, not to cause trouble for himself. He could spend his days reading books, admiring beautiful women, and secretly monitoring the data development of key figures like Lei Xiang and Zi Yan. Wasn't this kind of life good enough? Why did he have to be a class monitor?

Yan wasn't interested in being the top student or class monitor, but since it was a class-wide activity, everyone in the class was mobilized. Since it was the start of the semester, Yan couldn't skip class, so he had no choice but to go to Training Ground No. 4.

Along the way, the students in the class were also chatting, especially a group of girls who were gossiping about all sorts of things. Although Yan, the red-haired boy, was good-looking, he was low-key and not very famous. On the other hand, the green-haired boy Lei Xiang was very popular.

Mixed-race people are generally not too bad-looking, and Lei Xiang is a mixed-race noble of three races: Behemoth, Demon, and Human. Not only is he tall and strong, but he is also good-looking. In addition, green hair is indeed rare, and many girls have their eyes on him.

Several girls, confident in their good looks, approached Lei Xiang and tried to win him over with their charms.

However, this green-clad boy remains as hard as stone, firmly believing that girls will only hinder his cultivation speed, and he seems to look down on the girls in his class, causing those overly confident girls to run into a cold shoulder.

When Yan noticed these things from the side, he held back his laughter. Mainly because Lei Xiang, with that color on his head, was so firm in his refusal that it was really easy for people to misunderstand.

The green-haired boy's cold rejection of advances—is it a twisted passion, or the torment of past experiences? Stay tuned…

These chaotic thoughts unconsciously flooded Yan's mind, and the more he thought about them, the more he couldn't help himself. He had originally thought that he would be more composed after becoming a god, but now that the threat from the divine realm was gone, he had become more relaxed and his personality had become much more lively.

Training Ground No. 4 was located in a large building, surrounded by five tiers of tiered stands, with a large arena measuring twenty meters in length and width in the center. Class teacher Zhuang Jing then spoke, "Classmates, we will now draw lots. Is there anyone willing to forfeit?"

Yes, yes, yes.

Surprisingly, many people were too lazy to compete for the top spot, mostly girls. Yan and Huasong's withdrawal was quite noticeable, but Zhuang Jing didn't say much. She simply divided the remaining people into eight groups.

The dozen or so students were divided into eight groups for a two-on-two elimination round, which was quite efficient. Lei Xiang performed well and made it all the way to the semi-finals. His strength and defense also attracted a lot of attention.

"Lei Xiang is in trouble. His opponent is a wind-attribute guy, and those kinds of people are very agile. I watched his previous matches, and as long as Feng Wen dodges a few more times, Lei Xiang won't be able to do anything about him."

Lei Xiang's opponent in the semi-finals was named Feng Wen, a guy who cultivated both magic and martial arts with wind attributes. His cultivation and overall qualities were inferior to Lei Xiang's, but Lei Xiang's combat experience was currently average, so he seemed clumsy against such an agile opponent. This was the analysis Hua Song made when he was with Yan.

"This aspect tests one's experience on the spot; just keep watching."

Yan nodded noncommittally. Although he was more familiar with Lei Xiang, he didn't pay much attention to these small competitions, and he didn't care about winning or losing.

Hua Song's words made a lot of sense, but people like Lei Xiang couldn't be judged by common sense. In Yan's opinion, the result of this match would either be a win for Lei Xiang or a draw. After all, protagonists wouldn't lose easily in such a small matter.

After Lei Xiang and Feng Wen stepped onto the arena, they became entangled. Feng Wen's strategy was similar to Hua Song's: constantly dodging while attacking, wearing down Lei Xiang's stamina to give him an advantage, accumulating small advantages before finally delivering a decisive blow.

Lei Xiang was clearly unprepared for the attack and caught off guard. His fighting spirit field technique, inherited from the Behemoth King Raymond, was still too crude, and since he wasn't a true Behemoth with an overwhelming physique and strength, the fight was extremely difficult.

Feng Wen kept shifting positions around Lei Xiang, occasionally throwing wind arrows and wind blades at him, but he didn't engage Lei Xiang in direct combat at all. Lei Xiang's punches were all in vain. His Heavenly Thunder Armor Removal battle aura was still too weak to reach far and posed no threat to Feng Wen.

Hua Song watched with great interest, amazed by the current situation. "Lei Xiang's defense is so high. He's been hit by so many wind blows and he's completely unharmed."

"A thunderous roar shook the heavens."

At this moment, the duel between Lei Xiang and Feng Wen reached a critical juncture. Lei Xiang met Feng Wen's attacking sword with a barrage of fist shadows, sealing off all of Feng Wen's possible movements and forcing him to fight him head-on.

The final result was somewhat unexpected. It was thought that it would be a lose-lose situation, since many people saw that Feng Wen's last sword was about to pierce Lei Xiang's chest. However, Lei Xiang dodged it and was only left with a scratch on his chest.

This was Lei Xiang's first injury since leaving the Orcish Royal City. He expressed his admiration for Feng Wen, and the two's relationship became quite good.

In the final after the semi-finals, Lei Xiang's opponent was a girl named Feng Juan. The name was nice, but her appearance was indescribable. She was big and thick-waisted, with a horizontal diameter almost equal to her height. She was also using a large hammer, and you could tell at a glance that she was the violent type.

However, such a person is no match for Lei Xiang. Lei Xiang is a descendant of the Behemoth and possesses the talent of berserk mode, making him much stronger than an ordinary Behemoth warrior.

Feng Juan would be asking for trouble if she tried to outmuscle him. This guy was cold and sarcastic even towards someone like Zi Xue, and he would show no mercy to someone like Feng Juan when they fought. He knocked her off the stage with just a few punches.

Yan shook his head as he watched from his seat. Lei Xiang's actions were somewhat driven by personal grudges. All Feng Juan had done was boldly express her love on stage; was such a strong reaction necessary? Of course, if it were him, he might have ended the fight with a slap.

"Teacher, please wait."

Just as Zhuang Jing was about to announce Lei Xiang's victory, Lei Xiang pulled another stunt. When Yan noticed Lei Xiang's gaze shifting upwards to him, he knew trouble was brewing. He was speechless at the guy's audacious recklessness.

Lei Xiang looked at Yan and said decisively, "Yan, I know you are very capable. I want this top student position, and I want it rightfully, so I will challenge you."

Are you sure?

Yan straightened up and became a little more serious.

"Ah."

Lei Xiang nodded, but before he could speak, he felt a weight on his shoulder. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a shadow beside him. Just as he was about to retaliate, a sharp pain shot through his chest wound, causing his strength to vanish without a trace.

"Look at you, even when you're injured you're still so competitive. I'm a fair person, so I'll let you win this time."

Yan withdrew his right hand from Lei Xiang's shoulder and pointed to the blood seeping from his clothes on his chest. Lei Xiang, his eyes still blurry, had just raised his hand when he fell backward.

Chapter 629 Trouble Comes Knocking

Inside the infirmary of Tiandu Academy, the strong smell of medicine filled Lei Xiang's nostrils. As his senses gradually returned, he struggled to open his eyes and sit up, but as soon as he moved slightly, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

His commotion on the bed attracted the attention of those outside. When Yan and Zhuang Jing entered the ward, they saw Lei Xiang enduring the pain but covered in sweat.

"Hey kid, you're so badly injured, can't you just behave yourself?" Yan said to Lei Xiang, somewhat speechless. The guy's chest was wrapped in thick gauze, and any slight movement would easily aggravate his injuries.

"What's wrong with him?" Lei Xiang looked around from the bed, and with a forced turn of his head, he saw Feng Wen lying on the bed next to him, still unconscious with his eyes closed. He had no idea what was wrong with him.

"Feng Wen, what's going on? He shouldn't be as badly injured as Lei Xiang, so why isn't he awake yet? And why is he so cold?" Zhuang Jing felt a little relieved when she saw that Lei Xiang had woken up. She walked to Feng Wen's side, touched his forehead, and tried to sense his condition with her battle qi, but she couldn't find anything. She was getting a little anxious.

"He's like this because of you. Your dark battle aura invaded his body, and his cultivation is too weak to withstand it." Yan smiled and glanced at Lei Xiang. That ambiguous smile startled Lei Xiang, giving him the feeling that Yan had seen through his secrets.

He struggled to sit up and said weakly, "Teacher, he was struck by my Black Ice Battle Qi; I must personally dispel it." Hearing this, Zhuang Jing turned to look at Lei Xiang.

"Lei Xiang, I've never heard of your Black Ice Battle Qi before, but it's really powerful. How are you going to dispel it for him?"

"Give me his hand," Lei Xiang said, extending his hand. The two hospital beds were not far apart, only an arm's length apart.

Lei Xiang placed his hand on Feng Wen's pulse point and slowly absorbed the dark power that had invaded his body. Streams of black energy flowed from Feng Wen's wrist back into Lei Xiang's body.

Lei Xiang's dark power is a unique skill of the Demon Clan's royal family, inherited from the strongest among the first-level gods, the fallen archangel Lucifer. Although it was just a casual creation of Lucifer, this technique is absolutely unique in the human world, and ordinary people cannot counter it.

Yan watched Lei Xiang's actions from the side. As a much stronger dark power surged into Lei Xiang's body, his aura recovered considerably, and his mental state was much better than when he first woke up.

Yan reached out and helped Lei Xiang lie down on the bed. He was already aware of some of the changes in Lei Xiang's data. Although he had never practiced the Heavenly Demon Technique, the fallen angel he had obtained had a copy of it, so he had done some research on it.

However, no matter how deep the theoretical research is, it is not as good as the knowledge gained from practice. With Lei Xiang, a quasi-fallen angel, as his research material, his knowledge and understanding of the Heavenly Demon Technique have also increased.

Lei Xiang felt that the person next to him was looking at him strangely, but when he thought about how the person kept talking about beautiful teachers and beautiful senior students, he felt that nothing was wrong and he shouldn't think too much. He carefully avoided Yan's gaze and said to Zhuang Jing, "Teacher, he should be fine now. He'll be alright after a little rest."

"Your fighting spirit is quite strange; you have to dispel it yourself. I originally thought Feng Wen would wake up before you," Zhuang Jing said, talking non-stop.

"Tell me about you two, why were you fighting to the death? It's one thing that you knocked Feng Wen down, but you were already in such bad shape, why did you still challenge Yan? I originally wanted you to be the class monitor, but you were easily pushed down by Yan, what are we supposed to think of this..." Lei Xiang seemed unable to stand Zhuang Jing's nagging, scratched his head and changed the subject, "Um, teacher, how long was I unconscious?"

"It's been a whole day and night. On the first day of school, two of you have already ended up in the infirmary. You two caused me to get a scolding from the principal." Zhuang Jing's face showed an angry expression. Yan, watching from the side, found it cute and funny. Unfortunately, Lei Xiang's gaze did not pay any attention to the beautiful teacher. Instead, he was secretly worried about his dark horse. It had been a whole day and night, and his poor black dragon had gone hungry again.

Without a second thought, Lei Xiang interrupted Zhuang Jing and made his request.

"Teacher, could you take me outside for a moment?" Zhuang Jing was taken aback at first, then said with some displeasure, "What are you going out for? You need to rest properly." Lei Xiang quickly replied, "I have a horse in the academy's stable. I want to go feed it; it hasn't eaten anything since yesterday." Zhuang Jing thought something was wrong, and hearing that this kid was running around despite his injuries because the horse was hungry, she was truly angry. She muttered, "Alright, you rest. I'll go feed it for you. I really owe you guys something." As she spoke, she stood up to go out and feed the horse, but Lei Xiang spoke up again at this moment.

"No, teacher, my horse only eats what I feed it. I'm afraid you can't feed it."

"Why is it so troublesome?" Teacher Zhuang frowned, looking somewhat worried. At this moment, Yan spoke up.

"Your horse does have a temper, but I've already fed it for you." Yan's words surprised Zhuang Jing and Lei Xiang, and they both looked at him.

"It has a bad temper, but I've taught it a lesson. Do you think it would dare to throw a tantrum in front of me?" Lei Xiang seemed to accept what was being said, but there was still some worry on his face, as if he was worried that his black horse would be abused by Yan.

Zhuang Jing glanced at Yan and muttered something under her breath, thinking that this boy was also inconsiderate, not even saying that the horse had been fed earlier.

"Teacher, I heard that faculty and staff can help with getting higher-level library cards, right?" Yan asked again. He was obviously being very attentive for a reason. Zhuang Jing glanced at him and said softly, "Come with me!" Yan nodded to Lei Xiang as a greeting, then followed Zhuang Jing. Just as he reached her, the teacher suddenly stopped and turned around, bumping right into Yan. She instinctively took a step back but almost fell.

"Be careful, teacher." Yan reached out and wrapped his arm around the teacher's slender waist, a gentle gesture that made Zhuang Jing blush.