9: Chapter 9 Class Monitor, Without a Doubt

"Zhao Qing, Spirit Thunderclap Spear, Level 31 attack system Battle Spirit Elder, please advise!"

The quality of the Thunderclap Spear was extremely high, not inferior even to Wang Gang's Dark Gold Bear Spirit. Coupled with the powerful cultivation of a Spirit Elder, it finally made Wang Gang feel a hint of vigilance.

He let out a loud roar and was the first to light up his spirit ring.

The second deep yellow spirit ring lit up, and his body was covered by a layer of dark golden light. His entire aura surged suddenly as he charged toward Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing also lit up his second spirit ring. Countless electric arcs swirled around the spear as he thrust straight toward the charging Wang Gang.

Facing this unstoppable strike, fear finally rose in Wang Gang's heart, but he was unable to dodge in time, and it looked like he was about to be pierced by the long spear.

Just then, a figure flew onto the stage. A long sword pressed against the spear tip, and with a gentle flick, the long spear was knocked back.

The one who acted was none other than Mu Qingci.

Joy at having survived a disaster immediately appeared on Wang Gang's face, and he hurriedly thanked Mu Qingci: "Thank you, Big Brother! Thank you, Big Brother! From now on, you are my big brother, Wang Gang!"

"You should go down."

While Mu Qingci told Wang Gang to go down, he prepared to leave as well, as he had absolutely no interest in the position of class monitor.

"Wait a moment. Since you're already here, it's not too late to have a fight before you leave."

Zhao Qing, whose attack had been interrupted, had a somewhat livid expression and looked at Mu Qingci with ill intent.

"No thanks, I'm not interested in the position of class monitor."

"What, are you afraid? I can feel that you have strength, yet you choose to be a coward!"

Mu Qingci originally didn't want to bother with him, but he felt pure fighting intent from Zhao Qing. This guy didn't seem to have any bad intentions; he just purely enjoyed fighting.

"Fine, then I'll accompany you for a fight."

Mu Qingci held the Hades Sword in his hand, and three spirit rings—one yellow and two purple—circled at his feet.

Seeing this extraordinary spirit ring configuration, the emotions of the students watching from below were instantly ignited.

"Mu Qingci, Spirit Hades Sword, Level 40 attack system Battle Spirit Elder, please advise!"

Hearing that the opponent's Soul Power was as high as Level 40, there was not a hint of cowardice in Zhao Qing's eyes, only an even more fanatical fighting intent.

"Good, good, good! I've finally met a decent opponent. Take my spear!"

Lightning crackled on the long spear in his hand as he thrust it straight toward Mu Qingci.

There were no overly flashy moves, only an indomitable Spirit.

Mu Qingci held the sword with one hand, made an upward flicking motion, and once again deflected the spear tip.

But this time, Zhao Qing had learned his lesson. He gripped the spear shaft with both hands and pressed down hard, refusing to let the opponent deflect his spear tip.

Mu Qingci was unhurried. He moved his sword away and made a graceful turn, dodging the upward thrust of the long spear.

"First Spirit Ability, Breath of the Underworld."

A layer of grey mixed with golden light appeared on the sword blade, making it even sharper.

The long sword swept horizontally, and Zhao Qing had no choice but to block with his spear horizontally. Where the long sword passed, it left a deep mark.

Zhao Qing felt the gap in their strength and dared not be careless anymore, decisively lighting up his third spirit ring.

"Third Spirit Ability, Thunder Strike!"

It was still a straight thrust of the long spear, but the power was countless times stronger than before.

Mu Qingci also had to take it seriously. At his feet, the second purple spirit ring lit up: "Second Spirit Ability, Dark Nether Ghost Slash!"

The powerful grey-gold sword energy collided with the spear tip, and the resulting airflow even affected some of the students standing close by off the stage.

They had to mobilize their Soul Power to protect themselves.

Seeing that the battle between the two was so intense, Sun Yao was very satisfied.

After all, the cultivation level of a Spirit Elder was rare even in Class 1, not to mention that Mu Qingci was already a quasi-Spirit Ancestor. As soon as he obtained one more spirit ring, he could become the first Spirit Ancestor in her Class 1.

The shockwave on the stage gradually dissipated, and the result of the clash was clear at a glance.

Zhao Qing was lying straight on the ground, but there were no wounds on his body; it was as if he had been stunned by the impact force.

Looking at Mu Qingci, he was like nothing had happened, one hand in his pocket and the other holding his sword, winning a round of applause from the female students below the stage.

"Ahem, I announce that Mu Qingci is the class monitor of Grade 1 Class 1, and Zhao Qing will serve as the deputy class monitor."

No one had any objection to Sun Yao's decision. After all, Zhao Qing losing to Mu Qingci wasn't because he was weak, but because Mu Qingci was simply too strong.

If it were a different opponent, even if they were still Level 40, Zhao Qing might not have been without a chance of winning with his powerful combat ability. But his talent was only child's play in front of Mu Qingci; he was only fit to polish Mu Qingci's shoes.

The originally most arrogant Wang Gang had now become Mu Qingci's most loyal follower, bringing water and wiping sweat, being incomparably attentive.

"Big Brother Mu, Class Monitor Mu, from now on, I, Wang Gang, will follow you!"

Mu Qingci did not answer him; he just walked toward the classroom on his own.

After returning to the class, there was a hint of respect in the students' eyes as they looked at him. After all, this was a World where the strong were respected; if your fist was big, you could gain the respect of others.

"Alright, since the class monitor has been selected, let's begin today's lesson."

The content of the lessons at the Soul Engineer Academy naturally focused on spirit tools, and Mu Qingci happened to be quite interested in this aspect.

He hoped to be able to integrate his Spirit with the Soul Engineer path to unleash even greater power, just like the Battle Armor of later generations, raising combat power by more than one level.

Therefore, he listened to today's lesson with extra attention.

Even though Mu Qingci had never come into contact with spirit tools before, he understood the basic concepts quite easily under Sun Yao's explanation.

After school in the afternoon, on the way back to the dormitory, Mu Qingci met a familiar person again: Zhao Qing.

"Class Monitor, I want to follow you."

His words were concise and to the point.

"We are all classmates, so why talk about following?" Mu Qingci pretended not to understand.

"I am a person who desperately longs to become stronger. I have witnessed your strength, and I hope you can teach me the methods to become stronger. I am willing to be your follower!"

"Uh."

Mu Qingci was confused by him: "There's no method. Perhaps my Spirit is just a little better than yours."

"No, it's definitely not like that. Your combat techniques and fighting style are also far above mine, as if they were honed through life and death."

Mu Qingci smiled bitterly in his heart: "It is indeed honed through life and death. A one-ring Spirit Master challenging a thousand-year Spirit Beast just to obtain their second spirit ring—isn't that exactly life and death training!"

That time, although he had the help of twelve Undead Knights, Mu Qingci still won very miserably.

After all, the Spirit Beast he had chosen was a top-tier Spirit Beast capable of rivaling ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts with only thousand-year cultivation. How could it be so easy to deal with?

That battle was a true life-and-death battle. If Mu Qingci won, he would get a powerful spirit ring; if the Spirit Beast won, it would get a little snack.

"Actually, there really isn't any method. We are all classmates. In the future, when you have time, you can spar with me more. What you can comprehend is up to you."

"Good, it's a deal!"