18 He is up there and you are down here

The weak are eternally at the whims and mercy of the strong. They might as well be insignificant insects.

The fatso absent-mindedly staring at Eluraa's face, whilst kneeling in the front of the class was a living reminder to her of this fact.

"You... you bumpkin... What are you doing here?" Fatty instantly started chattering, partly in fear and partly due to shame.

This girl! She just got promoted to my class, but she was already exhibiting a monstrous aura and fathomless strength???

He over-compensated for the restlessness he felt by continuing the chit chat.

"Hmph. Now that you are here. Wait till I teach you a good lesson. I mean my bro will properly take care of you!"

He immediately glanced at the dozing off youngster in the back of the class and gave him a thumbs up.

Ahem... Ahem... Would it kill him to not sleep in the class all the time!! Fatty cursed mentally.

His so-called muscle was not responding to his silent pleas, and continued sleeping.

"What is all this commotion?" A raspy voice sounded lazily from another corner of the classroom, putting an end to fatty's antics.

"Hey, fatso. I made you kneel and you are still being naught? Should I whip you into shape?"

The lazy voice sounded again, with the tone totally not in line with the words spoken.

But surprisingly, it still did the trick and the fatso obediently quieted down and answered.

He even promptly pushed the blame onto Eluraa, who from the beginning was just silently gazing at the fatso and his antics with a deathly cold glare.

"The new student is making trouble teacher." Fatty yelped indignantly, giving a stink eye to Eluraa.

"New student?" the lazy voice finally revealed its full form as teacher Harold lifted his extensively drooling head from one of the desks.

Because of his short stature, it was far more convenient for him to nap on the student desks rather than his own.

"This class is all about control and power child. Choose a spot and practice hard."

Eluraa was hardly able to glance at the tall figure before he went back to his slumber.

She confusedly looked at the class.

Practice hard in this small confined space?? She wondered.

He He he... Look at the bumpkin! Totally out of her zone!! Fatty chuckled, taking comfort in Eluraa's lack of experience.

"Hey dumbass. See this and weep!"

Fatty explained it to her with a convenient practical demonstration.

He closed his eyes and scrunched his face like he was trying to defecate and materialized two balls of flame.

Sizzling hot flame balls danced in front of him, in a stable and controlled fashion.

"Heh... What? Amazed by my power? Cat got your tongue?" Fatty continued boasting with no end in sight.

In the midst of his monologue, one of his flames broke control and puffed up, almost burning his face.

Eluraa and the rest of the class immediately broke into a burst of laughter.

"Fucking pieces of shit. Come here and laugh! I dare you, bitches!" Fatty shouted at the class in exasperation, with his face crimson red.

"Chutput Yan..." Teacher Harold's loud voice bellowed fatty's name, instantly silencing him and the others.

Well, only for a couple of seconds.

He again glared at Eluraa, who now walked into the classroom and picked an empty spot.

She silently sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

Bring all her focus to her mana core, she rotated her cultivation base and absorbed the world energy abundantly enriched around her.

Producing multiple balls of energy was no small task.

What the teacher was correct. The number of balls and the quality of the condensed energy determined the strength and power of one's attacks.

So this was all about control and sheer power of the mana core.

With her extent of cultivation, she was now capable of producing five of these condensed elemental energy balls, but it looked like a lot more was needed to test out of this class.

In order to practice control and cultivation at the same time, Eluraa materialized her five orbs of water, silently swirling in place, and simultaneously rotated her mana core, absorbing more world energy from the atmosphere.

Fatty and several others whose eyes were still glued on the new girl silently gasped.

Five balls! That was five bangs of energy! How powerful!

Fatty immediately snorted and angrily scoffed.

"Don't think you are all that just because of your measly five bangs. My bro can summon up to ten bangs of energy. He is up there and you are down here. Hmph."

Eluraa creased her eyebrows in annoyance. Though she did not lose control like before and almost kill him, her patience was really being tested!

This fatty was definitely skilled in courting death and it looked like he won't stop until she makes him stop.

"You are... Ahhhhhhh" Fatty opened his mouth to add more comments, only ended up yelping in pain. He twisted and turned in pain as if his entire body was electrocuted.

Since the day he joined the academy, he has now been punished so many times, that his body even started developing an affinity for the lightning elemental!

"Did I or did I not tell you to shut your mouth and cultivate?" The teacher's lazy voice sounded. However, his head was still in a sleeping position.

With this, the class, including the trouble-seeking fatty quieted down and minded their business, meticulously cultivating and focusing on their task at hand.

In the midst of all this drama, no one had noticed, but the only other sleepy head in the class, apart from the teacher Harold, had already woken up.

In fact, he was now gazing with intrigue at this new mysterious student in the class, with a subtle smile on his face.

Isn't this the same person he had seen back at the inn?

Shi Meng chuckled ever so slightly.

Things were going to get interesting...