Fan Yu!

It was like a Bronze player piloting a King-tier account. Completely ridiculous.

"Bastard, how dare you call me trash? I'm going to teach you a proper lesson today! Huo Yuhao, let go!"

Wang Dong struggled hard and flung Huo Yuhao off. In the next instant, the Light Goddess Butterfly possessed her, and a pair of blue-gold wings spread from her back.

"Stop!"

A low shout rang out.

"The teachers are here!"

The crowd parted. Du Weilun, his expression dark, led several teachers forward and arrived before Han Yu and the others.

"Save Zhou Yi first!"

Du Weilun said to one of the male teachers dressed in white.

The male teacher nodded, and dazzling Soul Rings rose one after another from beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, three black. There were actually seven in total.

He raised both hands, and a gentle green light shone from his palms. The seventh Soul Ring on his body flashed with black light, and in the next moment, he transformed, vanishing from everyone's sight. Emerald-green leaves grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, that seven-ring male teacher had turned entirely into a Tree of Life.

As though a fresh breeze had blown past, an emerald-green leaf drifted from the great tree with its enormous canopy and landed directly on the heavily injured Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi's complexion grew rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. The blood on her body also stopped flowing, and her breathing gradually became steady.

The Tree of Life dissolved into specks of green light and disappeared. The male teacher appeared before everyone again, though his face looked slightly unpleasant now.

Just as he was about to say something, a man suddenly appeared.

"Zhou Yi, how are you?"

The man was very sturdy, with a head of neat short hair, and his whole body gave off a strong metallic scent. At this moment, he rushed anxiously toward Zhou Yi's position and cried out in alarm.

Du Weilun and the others were all gathered around Zhou Yi. The male teacher tugged at the man's sleeve.

He said in a low voice, "Teacher Fan Yu, Zhou Yi's injuries have mostly recovered. It's just..."

At this point, he seemed to find it hard to say, hesitating for a moment. The look he gave the teacher named Fan Yu carried pity.

Fan Yu did not think that much. Right now, all his attention was on Zhou Yi. Without even lifting his head, he immediately asked, "But what? Say it clearly."

Hearing that Zhou Yi was fine, a huge weight also fell from his heart, and he let out a breath of relief.

"Her chest suffered a heavy blow. A powerful surge of lightning destroyed her muscle tissue. In the future, I'm afraid it may be somewhat unbalanced."

The male teacher gritted his teeth, pointed at Zhou Yi's sunken chest, and spoke somewhat tactfully.

"Hmm?"

Du Weilun and the other teachers exchanged glances, their expressions strange. How could they fail to hear the implication in the male teacher's words?

To put it simply, a piece was missing from that part of Zhou Yi. The muscle had necrosed, and restoring it to its original state was impossible.

Even if it were attached back on, it might still be asymmetrical. And if too much force were used, it might come off while being rubbed.

Thinking of that scene, the teachers' faces twitched. The image was too horrifying; they did not dare think any further.

At this moment, Fan Yu had clearly understood as well. His expression turned ugly, and the look he gave Zhou Yi was complicated.

"Fan Yu, avenge me. I, I..."

Zhou Yi had also understood. When she thought that she might be like that from now on, she could not bear the blow for a moment and actually fainted outright.

Seeing this, Fan Yu's face became extremely ugly, so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it. In a low voice, he said, "Someone tell me. Who caused Teacher Zhou's injuries?"

When the surrounding students heard this, they all turned to look at Han Yu.

Fan Yu followed their gazes and looked at Han Yu standing to the side. A terrifying aura emanated from his whole body as he strode up to him and said in a low voice, "You're the one who beat Zhou Yi into this state?"

Han Yu did not answer him. Instead, he turned to look at Du Weilun and nodded slightly. "Director Du, aren't you going to say a few words?"

When Du Weilun heard this, his head immediately began to ache. Just now, he had already learned the whole story from the surrounding students. This entire matter could not be blamed on Han Yu at all.

"Damn Zhou Yi. All you do is cause trouble for me. If not for your high-status husband, I would've expelled you long ago."

Du Weilun's heart was full of resentment. His position as teaching director was very awkward: not high enough compared to those above, but more than enough compared to those below. Anyone could challenge him.

Although his heart leaned toward Han Yu, Zhou Yi's identity was not simple either. She was Fan Yu's wife. In terms of status, he was not even on Fan Yu's level, so he usually turned a blind eye to Zhou Yi's behavior.

But a student had hit a teacher, and it had caused such a major impact. If it were merely hitting a teacher, that would have been one thing, but this person just had to be Fan Yu's wife.

If he handled this poorly, his career as teaching director might come to an end.

Du Weilun turned and whispered a few words to a teacher beside him. That teacher nodded repeatedly, then turned and left.

After giving those instructions, Du Weilun put a smile on his face. "Teacher Fan Yu, Student Han Yu, come with me to the office first. This is not the place to talk."

"Hmph! You must give me an explanation today. Otherwise!"

After Fan Yu finished speaking, he quickly turned, picked up the unconscious Zhou Yi, and left. He had to send Zhou Yi to the infirmary first.

Seeing that Fan Yu had given him so little face, Du Weilun's expression shifted several times, but very quickly, his smile returned.

"Let's go!"

Du Weilun chuckled at Han Yu, signaling for him not to feel too much pressure.

As for Han Yu being able to beat Zhou Yi into that state, Du Weilun also admired his talent greatly. He believed the people above would definitely give Han Yu protection.

Han Yu stood beside him and watched Du Weilun's face change dozens of times in that short span. There was a trace of admiration in his gaze.

He could only sigh. Someone who could become teaching director was no simple person either.

He followed Du Weilun to the office.

Du Weilun's office was not large, but it was very tidy. It could be seen that his usual working style was still rather good.

Han Yu casually found a sofa and sat down.

"Student Han Yu, don't worry. I have already understood this matter clearly. The responsibility does not lie with you. I believe the academy definitely won't favor either side."

Bang!

"Is that so? This student Han Yu is so arrogant and can deal such a ruthless blow even to his own teacher. It's clear his mind is not upright. The academy should punish him severely."

Du Weilun had only just finished speaking when the sound of a door slamming into the wall came over. Fan Yu appeared before the two of them.

Hearing this, Du Weilun's expression became somewhat unsightly. He said with an indignant face, "Teacher Fan Yu, surely you should also be clear on what happened. It was Zhou Yi who was in the wrong first. Why are you still putting the blame on Student Han Yu?"

Fan Yu said angrily, "Even if Zhou Yi was in the wrong first, he still shouldn't have struck so ruthlessly."

"Who knew Teacher Zhou Yi was this weak? Just because she couldn't defend against my move, I'm the one to blame?"

"Teacher Fan Yu, right? If you fought a Titled Douluo and couldn't beat them, would you blame them for being stronger than you?"

At this moment, Han Yu finally could not listen any longer. Did all these people have holes in their brains?

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