Douluo's Peerless: Became Huo Yuhao's Golden Finger!

The old woman raised her voice—

"My name is Zhou Yi, the homeroom teacher of Class One."

"In my class, no trash will ever pass the assessment."

"What I want to cultivate are monsters, not idiots."

Zhou Yi's voice was hoarse and calm, like the Grim Reaper calling out names.

Her contempt and arrogance angered quite a few students below.

Who among those who had passed the assessment and entered Shrek did not consider themselves a genius?

Zhou Yi took in everyone's reactions and noticed that Huo Yuhao remained calm. There were even fluctuations of Soul Power around him, as if he were trying to "meditate with his eyes open and circulate his power."

So hardworking?

Then she would see what this specially recruited student was capable of.

"Anyone who has fought during the past few days since enrollment, stand up," Zhou Yi called out.

The students were left bewildered.

They had only just entered the academy. Who would go around picking fights for no reason?

Then Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong both stood up.

They became the center of attention for the entire class.

"Only two? What a bunch of trash!"

Zhou Yi said displeasedly—

"Don't you know that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre?"

"Other than those two, everyone else, get out and run one hundred laps around Shrek Plaza. No Soul Skills allowed."

"Anyone who fails to finish within one hour will be expelled immediately."

The entire class erupted!

What the hell?

Not fighting meant punishment, and failing to complete it properly meant expulsion?

A student immediately stood up to protest.

Zhuge Lan was complaining as well.

"I can understand Zhou Yi wanting to establish her authority."

"But every time I hear that line about those who dare not cause trouble being mediocre, I want to puke."

"What kind of bully act is that?"

Huo Yuhao nodded almost imperceptibly in agreement.

He was not some overly kind person who got along with everyone, but he understood that anyone who caused trouble for no reason would eventually kick an iron plate.

That was the behavior of fools.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

Soul Rings rose beneath Zhou Yi's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!

A six-ring Soul Emperor!

Such cultivation was extremely rare among freshmen class instructors.

The troublemakers were instantly intimidated.

Zhou Yi said indifferently—

"If you're dissatisfied, you can get lost."

"If I don't see you running around Shrek Plaza within one minute, every last one of you will be expelled."

When your fists were hard enough, your words worked. Everyone immediately got up and ran outside.

Huo Yuhao honestly stayed behind, thinking that he did not need to run.

"You're about to get played," Zhuge Lan reminded him. "Ask that she-devil whether you need to run too. Is your time limit the same as theirs?"

Huo Yuhao blinked.

Were people's hearts really this treacherous?

He decided to test it out.

Huo Yuhao raised his hand. "Teacher, do Wang Dong and I need to run too? Do we get a new hour, or do we finish at the same time as them?"

Zhou Yi looked over in surprise.

He was actually clever?

"Of course you need to run too," Zhou Yi said without smiling. "But you—"

"Whoosh—"

Huo Yuhao shot out of the classroom like an arrow, grabbing Wang Dong along the way as he passed.

Only an idiot would stay behind and waste time!

He was only level fifteen now, barely having caught up to the admission threshold.

If he did not work hard, he really would be eliminated!

Zhou Yi had never expected that this seemingly obedient little fellow had a rebellious streak in him.

Once everyone had left.

Zhou Yi suddenly laughed and took out a report form to read.

"Eleven years old and level eleven, yet Dean Yan personally looked after him and tried to bring him into the Inner Court."

"What secrets are you hiding?"

At Shrek Plaza.

Wang Dong shook off Huo Yuhao's hand, looking displeased.

Huo Yuhao was completely confused.

"If I hadn't pulled you along, who knew how long you would've stayed behind wasting time? What's with that attitude?"

"You..." Wang Dong was at a loss for words. "You pinched me!"

A chill ran through Huo Yuhao!

Hearing that from a man was simply too much!

Better not mess with her, better not mess with her.

He quickened his pace while calculating.

Shrek Plaza was not very large. One lap was roughly three hundred meters, so one hundred laps meant thirty thousand meters. That meant running around two hundred and fifty meters per minute, or four meters per second.

Everyone present was at least a level-fifteen Soul Master. As long as they could use Soul Power and did not slack off, they could finish it.

But if they had been kept behind for a while, that would have been another matter.

"Good thing you reminded me, Brother Lan. Otherwise, I'd have been doomed," Huo Yuhao said thankfully.

Zhuge Lan smiled but said nothing more.

At that moment.

Wang Dong quickened her pace and came over.

"How did you beat me that day?"

"Is your Martial Soul spiritual in nature?"

"Was that your First Soul Skill?"

Huo Yuhao nodded, then shook his head.

Wang Dong was completely confused.

What did that mean?

"It's a spiritual-type Martial Soul, but it wasn't a Soul Skill," Huo Yuhao explained briefly. "If you had used your Martial Soul too, I definitely wouldn't have stood a chance."

Wang Dong smugly tossed her head.

"Of course!"

"Among this year's freshmen, fewer than five can compare with me."

"You only have a ten-year First Soul Ring. You definitely can't beat me."

Give her an inch, and she took a mile.

Huo Yuhao said unhappily, "You just lost to my ten-year Soul Ring."

"Cough, cough!" Wang Dong changed the subject. "Since you pulled me along just now, we'll write off what happened before. From now on, I'll look after you!"

Huo Yuhao rolled his eyes.

Not wanting to chat with this arrogant fellow, he sped up again.

"Hey!" Wang Dong caught up. "What's wrong with you? I'm not holding it against you anymore, so why are you still angry?"

The regular update time is indeed 6 PM, but I occasionally update early.

Caw, caw, caw—

The Power of Unity—It's All Luck Value!

In response to Wang Dong's complaints.

Huo Yuhao snapped back without politeness, "Once you learn how to respect others, we can naturally become friends."

Wang Dong got angry as well.

She suddenly accelerated past Huo Yuhao and took the lead.

Her physique was inhuman.

Huo Yuhao was somewhat envious, but that was all.

He continued adjusting his breathing and maintained a steady rhythm.

"Not a bad idea, but your rhythm is wrong," Zhuge Lan pointed out. "Spend 10 Luck Value to exchange for basic body tempering. Don't end up at the bottom."

A flood of information poured in.

With his outstanding spiritual attribute, Huo Yuhao shook his head and took less than half a minute to absorb all the knowledge.

"Hey!" Wang Dong's greeting came from behind him. "I've lapped you once!"

Huo Yuhao ignored her and began adjusting his posture.

He kept his head upright and looked straight ahead, leaned slightly forward to use gravity for momentum, naturally bent and swung his elbows without crossing his body's centerline, exhaled for five steps, then inhaled for another five.

He also tried circulating the Yi Jin Jing, not for cultivation, but to nourish his body's meridians.

That way, he would not have to worry about circulating his Soul Power incorrectly and suffering internal injuries or qi deviation.

His physical exertion dropped by nearly half, while his speed increased by around twenty-five percent.

The current Huo Yuhao was no longer the level-eleven weakling from the original story.

He was level fifteen, with the Yi Jin Jing at five percent progress, after taking three Mysterious Water Pills and drinking his fill of Jade Spring Tea—Huo "Constantly Getting Buffs" Yuhao, with a solid foundation!

His overall physical abilities were no longer at the bottom, and combined with his proper running posture.

He steadily overtook one classmate after another. Even when someone occasionally passed him, he paid no attention and focused only on maintaining his own rhythm.

Before long, he passed them again.

After fifty laps.

He had become one of the leaders as well. Only Wang Dong remained ahead of him, and he had already made up half a lap.