My Statement Is Finished. Who Approves? Who Objects?

The students did not care. Mu Jin did not care. Huo Yuhao cared even less.

Naturally, Zhou Yi would not give up her position as Class One's homeroom teacher so easily.

And Huo Yuhao was not merely trying to disgust Zhou Yi just to vent his anger.

What he wanted was an absolute voice, starting with this class.

"Since Teacher Zhou has already left, I'll overstep my bounds for the moment. Huo Yuhao, you can serve as Class One's class monitor first and manage the class in Teacher Zhou's stead. What do you think? Are you up to the task?"

Mu Jin revealed a smug look toward Zhou Yi's retreating back before turning to Huo Yuhao.

Like an obedient, model student, Huo Yuhao respectfully said to Mu Jin, "Thank you, Teacher Mu. Selecting a class monitor is no small matter. We should wait until Teacher Zhou returns and let her make the selection."

"However, Teacher Zhou may not return anytime soon. Before then, I'll temporarily serve as acting class monitor and manage the class on Teacher Zhou's behalf."

"Who approves this proposal? Who objects?"

As he spoke, Huo Yuhao looked around from side to side as though inspecting the room.

"I object!"

A tall-looking youth stepped forward.

Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes. He could not recall who this person was, only that he looked somewhat familiar, as if from a memory from a very, very long time ago.

However, Huo Yuhao did not ask his name. Instead, he walked out of the classroom and, once outside, extended a hand toward the tall youth who had just stepped forward, crooking a finger at him.

The youth was at the age when his blood ran hot. How could he endure such a provocation from Huo Yuhao?

In his eyes, Huo Yuhao had only rendered Zhou Yi speechless with his sharp tongue.

As for his actual strength, it certainly could not be much.

He could tell as much from Huo Yuhao's seemingly slender, frail body.

Rather than letting Huo Yuhao become the acting class monitor, he might as well step out and pluck the peach for himself, claiming Huo Yuhao's fruits of victory.

The more he thought about it, the more he could not help but chuckle. He strode outside in great steps.

"My name is Tailong. My martial soul is the Enraged Gorilla. Kid, if you surrender and beg for mercy now, perhaps I'll let you off the hook. Otherwise... heh heh."

Tailong's attitude was undeniably arrogant.

Yet Huo Yuhao merely glanced at Tailong before saying to the other students, "Did everyone see that? This Brother Tailong has perfectly learned Teacher Zhou's theory that 'those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre.'"

Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, the students looked at one another, all understanding his true meaning.

Zhou Yi believed in the creed that "those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre," but Huo Yuhao had previously reduced that creed to four words: bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

For Huo Yuhao to say this before fighting Tailong, was he not implying that Tailong was bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

Combined with Tailong and Huo Yuhao's respective "records," Huo Yuhao had dared to confront Zhou Yi and had also dared to provoke Tailong directly.

Tailong, meanwhile, had not even dared to fart in front of Zhou Yi. Only after Huo Yuhao had driven Zhou Yi away and was about to become acting class monitor did he step out to pluck the peach.

What sort of person Tailong was had become obvious at a glance.

Tailong was not some brainless brute either. Naturally, he understood Huo Yuhao's sarcastic mockery. Feeling as though he had turned himself into a clown, his anger erupted.

"Damn it! It's too late even if you beg for mercy now! Enraged Gorilla, possess me!"

Tailong roared, his face flushing crimson.

Following his roar, a bright yellow Soul Ring spiraled up from beneath his feet.

At the same time, his body began to grow larger. Thick fur sprouted wildly, covering his exposed skin.

At this moment, Tailong looked like a red-furred gorilla, rugged and savage.

"Roar—" Tailong howled toward the sky, pounding his chest with both fists as though gathering strength.

Facing Tailong after he unleashed his martial soul, Huo Yuhao did not underestimate him. A gleaming white Soul Ring rose around him, and his eyes shone brightly.

Upon seeing Huo Yuhao's gleaming white Soul Ring, the students were visibly shocked and immediately began whispering among themselves.

Even Mu Jin, standing to the side, parted her lips slightly in surprise that Huo Yuhao possessed only a white ring.

"How did he get into Shrek Academy?"

The question arose in every student's mind at once, but they soon had no time to dwell on it.

Tailong had already charged at Huo Yuhao with fierce momentum.

"First Soul Skill, Power Burst!"

The yellow Soul Ring immediately radiated light, gathering around Tailong's arms and making them appear even thicker.

Facing Tailong's attack, Huo Yuhao shifted his feet slightly. His entire body moved in an elusive blur. Rather than retreating, he charged toward Tailong.

Just as the students thought Huo Yuhao would surely be knocked senseless by Tailong, Huo Yuhao's body twisted strangely, and his hands abruptly landed on one of Tailong's arms.

Tailong felt an icy chill continuously invading his arm through Huo Yuhao's hands, making him unable to stop himself from shivering.

Huo Yuhao's hands had turned gleaming white like jade, just like his first Soul Ring, as though covered in ice and snow.

Yet no one noticed this abnormality.

After grabbing Tailong's right arm, Huo Yuhao tossed him with both hands. His feet rooted themselves to the ground, and he remained standing in place as he directly executed an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Tailong toward the ground.

Fortunately, Huo Yuhao had chosen a patch of lawn.

That throw only left Tailong dazed and disoriented, without causing any serious injuries. Otherwise, even if he did not break any bones, he would have needed several days to recover.

After all, a one-ring Soul Master was not physically much stronger than an ordinary soldier.

"Does anyone else object?"

Huo Yuhao patted himself as though dust had gotten on his clothes.

His expression was utterly calm. The watching students all felt something strange, as though defeating Tailong had been as easy for Huo Yuhao as crushing an ant.

In truth, for Huo Yuhao, among opponents of the same level, so long as he did not encounter someone with particularly unusual Soul Skills, everyone else would indeed be at a disadvantage against him.

Because he had begun cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill early, Huo Yuhao's physique was far superior to what it had been in his previous life.

At the same time, he had become highly proficient in skills such as the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

If not for the limitations of his Soul Power and body, Huo Yuhao could have already cultivated them to great mastery with his incomparably practiced memories alone.

Among them, the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Purple Demon Eyes were the most restricted.

One needed to advance along with his level, while the other required daily absorption of the essence of purple qi and could only be cultivated gradually.

But those were all minor matters.

After being reborn, Huo Yuhao discovered just how narrow-minded his former self had been. Thus, he had constantly devoted himself to integrating everything he had learned into himself.

This was also to ensure that when he used the Tang Sect's supreme arts in the future, Tang Ya or Beibei would not latch onto him.