dmims Chapter 41 Class Monitor, Provocation
Chapter 41 Class Monitor, Provocation
The most obsessive genius destroyer of the younger generation of Mingdetang in the future—
"Ye Nongfeng," the young man introduced himself, showing no fear on his face.
"Student Ye, let me emphasize this again: the development of soul tools can only truly promote epoch-making progress for humanity when they become accessible to the general public. The absurd logic that a more powerful soul tool requires a more powerful soul master to use it has already led to a bottleneck in soul tool research. I hope you will give up as soon as possible. Otherwise, please leave the classroom and don't waste my time any more."
Xuan Ziwen's expression was displeased; he wouldn't normally be so rude. But as a researcher dedicated to promoting the democratization of soul guidance, he detested students who advocated extreme theories about soul guidance, and Ye Nongfeng had simply walked into his line of fire.
"Are you absolutely right?" Ye Nongfeng retorted defiantly, stubbornly sticking out his neck.
Seeing the atmosphere visibly stiffen, Kong Tianxu frowned slightly. Xuan Ziwen was indeed too self-serving, and Ye Nongfeng was also a troublemaker.
He cleared his throat and spoke at the opportune moment:
"Student Ye, I think you've misunderstood Teacher Xuan's meaning. Teacher Xuan isn't denying the value of developing more powerful soul tools, but rather emphasizing that soul tools should be studied for their wider applications based on their promotion to the public. Please sit down and let Teacher Xuan continue the lesson."
Ye Nongfeng glanced at him and actually sat down as instructed.
"So obedient?" Kong Tianxu was surprised, as he had only just begun.
Unbeknownst to him, the person who saw his movements most clearly during the entrance exam was neither Ye Yulin nor Xu Tianzhen, but Ye Nongfeng, who was positioned to his side and behind.
Even though he wasted a lot of time observing Kong Tianxu's carvings, Ye Nongfeng, who had not received much professional education, still completed two carvings. He can definitely be called a soul guidance genius.
Geniuses, on the other hand, tend to only listen to the opinions of those who are even more talented.
Xuan Ziwen's expression finally improved; he had actually been put in a rather awkward position. As the chief researcher of Mingde Hall, he was certainly not stupid, but he wasn't very skilled at manipulating people.
Although he usually teaches students, he mostly deals with older students, and getting angry with a child would be beneath his dignity. Moreover, in this situation, he couldn't simply walk away if things didn't go his way. Kong Tianxu's action was essentially a way to get him out of the predicament.
He gave the other person a grateful look and then continued his lesson.
Kong Tianxu smiled knowingly and listened attentively. The meaning of his words was not just what Xuan Ziwen had expressed; this was a fantasy world with infinite possibilities, where true power could accomplish almost anything.
How could the only path to achieving progress for all humanity be the arduous and painstaking advancement of technology?
There's no need to refute Xuan Ziwen's point of view; all he needs is some of the other party's thinking and knowledge.
Xuan Ziwen's interest was reignited, and he began to speak eloquently about his understanding of soul tools and some of their principles. His research on soul tools was unlike anything Kong Tianxu had encountered before. He was a soul tool master with wildly imaginative ideas, full of creativity and vitality. His research rarely leaned towards war, but some of his concepts truly gave Kong Tianxu a refreshing feeling.
Under Xuan Ziwen's tutelage, Kong Tianxu felt as if he had re-examined what he had learned in the past from a different perspective. While everyone else was doing their best to keep up with Xuan Ziwen's thinking, he could occasionally ask some questions, which Xuan Ziwen would answer one by one.
Almost in the blink of an eye, half a day had passed. Even when Xuan Ziwen was getting a little tired from talking, Kong Tianxu was still full of energy.
This wasn't entirely due to his extraordinary mental strength; the Heavenly Punishment also played a significant role. This seemingly unremarkable level-nine peak soul tool was a priceless treasure for both soul masters and soul guides.
"Ding-ling-ling—"
The bell finally rang, signaling the end of get out of class.
After finishing his last few words, Xuan Ziwen gave Kong Tianxu a slight nod once more. His gaze inadvertently fell on Ye Nongfeng, whose expression darkened again, and he hurriedly left.
Cain pushed his water glass in front of Kong Tianxu, and he moved his shoulder, shaking Xu Tianzhen, who had fallen asleep leaning against him, awake.
The girl waved her hand groggily, mumbling softly, "Have you eaten? Let me sleep a little longer." Her somewhat soft voice gave people a strange feeling of being itchy and unable to resist.
"Hmm? It's so hard..." She rubbed her sleepy eyes.
"Pfft—" Cain couldn't help but laugh out loud. After last night, her hostility towards Xu Tianzhen had lessened considerably, and she even felt a sense of superiority over her childhood friend.
"It is indeed mealtime, but you've been sleeping for half the day." Kong Tianxu pointed to the water stains on his shoulder.
"Ah—" Xu Tianzhen covered her face, her fair skin visibly turning crimson. She instinctively wanted to apologize, but then, as if suddenly remembering something, she crossed her arms, turned her head away, and scoffed, "Hmph!"
Kong Tianxu was completely baffled. Cain seemed to remember something and looked at the other person with some hesitation.
"Wait a minute—" A hurried call broke the delicate atmosphere between the three. The students who had already reached the door turned around and saw Xuan Ziwen return, holding a black metal object in his hand, his breathing slightly rapid.
Given his cultivation level as a Contra Douluo, this was clearly due to some kind of intense emotional fluctuation.
Suppressing his shock, Xuan Ziwen said in a trembling voice:
"Now I have an announcement to make. Based on your entrance exam scores and everyone's admission information, from now on, Kong Tianxu will be the class monitor of Class 1, and Xu Tianzhen will be the vice class monitor. If you have any objections to this decision, you can come and see this." He held up a black metal object in his hand.
After saying that, he gave Kong Tianxu a deep look, then turned and left again.
Immediately, the gazes of several students who considered themselves quite strong turned sharp as they looked at Kong Tianxu. One burly student even stood up and shouted:
"Hey you, stop being so effeminate and start a fight with me. If you lose, you'll have to give up your class monitor position!"
His name was Zhao Gou, the ninth son of the illustrious Grand Duke, and he was usually extremely favored. Accustomed to arrogance and domineering behavior, and seeing that Kong Tianxu was outstanding in appearance and attracted the attention of all the girls in the class, he was already resentful. In addition, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy did have a tradition of challenging the class monitor, and he felt that he was determined to win.
This young man was truly a source of amusement, and Kong Tianxu was immediately amused by him.
He didn't care, but Cain's face instantly turned cold, and he slammed his hand on the table, saying, "Take back what you said and apologize."
"I am Zhao Gou, son of the illustrious Duke. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way!" The student, who was not even as tall as Cain, blushed as he looked at the girl's beautiful face.
"What if I don't allow it?" Cain's eyes grew even colder and sharper.
"Then don't blame me for hitting women!"
Zhao Gou roared, and as two yellow spirit rings appeared beneath his feet, his figure instantly swelled. The spirit rings shone, and a layer of metallic luster suddenly appeared on his skin as his fist came hurtling towards him with a whooshing sound.