"Monster" Lin Qiu'er

Before Yu Tianheng could approach, two tall, burly figures like small mountains stood side by side in the aisle, blocking their path like towering peaks.

Standing over two and a half meters tall, they gave Yu Tianheng and the others an unimaginable sense of oppression. They had to tilt their heads back even to speak to them.

Yu Tianheng's face darkened. "Boss Yuan, this has nothing to do with you. Move aside!"

Yuan Ding Tian looked down at Yu Tianheng, who only reached his chest. His tiger-like eyes widened like bronze bells, gleaming with terrifying ferocity.

"You're looking to make trouble for my master, yet you say it has nothing to do with us?"

At those words, Yu Tianheng and the others' eyes flew wide open, as though they had heard something utterly unbelievable.

The other students watching the show were equally wide-eyed and open-mouthed.

"Holy shit! No way!!"

"Boss Yuan and Second Brother Yuan are both Soul Kings in their early twenties! Top-tier geniuses like them are servants to those two new faces?!"

"Damn it! Am I crazy, or has the world gone crazy? I must be dreaming!!"

The entire class instantly erupted like boiling water. The previously quiet classroom became exceptionally noisy and chaotic.

Lin Tianyi reclined halfway in his chair, his head resting on his hands and his legs crossed atop the desk. Squinting sideways at Yu Tianheng and the others with interest, he said lazily, "Let them through."

Upon hearing this, the brothers Yuan Ding Tian and Yuan Li Di immediately stepped aside, clearing a path for Yu Tianheng and the others.

However, after learning that the two Soul Kings, Yuan Ding Tian and Yuan Li Di, were Lin Tianyi and Lin Xianxian's subordinates, they no longer carried their earlier aggressive bearing. Fear rose in their hearts, and their faces turned slightly pale.

Noticing Yu Tianheng and the others' reactions sharply, Lin Tianyi's lips curved in mockery.

In the end, they were just a bunch who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Growing bored, Lin Tianyi waved his hand impatiently. "Make them get lost. They're annoying to look at."

Hearing this, anger welled up in Yu Tianheng. He clenched his fists and stepped forward, about to rush toward Lin Tianyi.

But at that moment, a huge hand grabbed his head, making Yu Tianheng's head appear especially tiny.

Yu Tianheng froze as he saw Yuan Ding Tian staring at him with an indifferent gaze.

"Didn't you hear my master tell you to get lost?!"

Two streams of hot air burst from his nostrils. Yuan Ding Tian gripped Yu Tianheng's head, terrifying strength surging forth, then tossed the Yu Tianheng in his hand out through the classroom door as easily as if he were a toy.

Seeing their leader thrown away so effortlessly, the remaining members of the Imperial Fighting Team trembled all over. Their faces turned deathly pale, filled with terror and fear.

For the past two years, ever since they had entered this class, even when the Imperial Fighting Team joined forces, they had been unable to shake either Yuan Ding Tian or Yuan Li Di. They knew all too well how terrifying those two were.

Icy fear filled every corner of their hearts and showed in their eyes. Their limbs went cold.

Just then, a gentle, puzzled voice suddenly came from outside the classroom.

"Tianheng, why are you lying on the ground sleeping? The floor is cold."

Upon hearing that, everyone in the classroom could not help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

Yu Tianheng, whose head was still spinning and who had not yet recovered, also stiffened upon hearing it.

Who the hell is sleeping on the floor?! I got beaten up, okay!!

But mindful of Teacher Qin Ming's authority, Yu Tianheng did not dare voice those thoughts. He could only say indignantly that he had been sparring with a classmate.

A proud person like Yu Tianheng simply could not bring himself to do something as humiliating as tattling.

Qin Ming looked to be around thirty. He had ordinary features, simple black hair, and plain, unadorned clothes. A hint of profound light shone in his bright black eyes.

Qin Ming glanced at the stubbornly defiant Yu Tianheng and smiled. He reached out to pull him up without exposing him, then let him return to the classroom.

When Qin Ming entered, the brothers Yuan Ding Tian and Yuan Li Di did not continue making things difficult for Dugu Yan and the others. They turned and returned to their seats, sitting behind Lin Tianyi and Lin Xianxian like two loyal iron-tower guards.

Dugu Yan and the others felt as though they had been granted amnesty. They hurriedly fled, not daring to linger for even half a second.

Lowering his feet from the desk, Lin Tianyi looked at Qin Ming. He could sense a surging aura from him, like roaring flames, at the level of a Soul Emperor.

As though sensing something, Qin Ming raised his head, and his gaze met Lin Tianyi's scrutinizing eyes.

Qin Ming's heart tightened. He felt as if he were being watched by an extremely dangerous beast. Every hair on his body stood on end, and his muscles instinctively tensed. If not for the fact that he was in a classroom, he might already have used Martial Soul Possession.

That boy is the genius who entered this class directly upon enrollment? Why do I feel as if even I might not be his match?

Is it an illusion?

Qin Ming thought dazedly to himself.

Lin Tianyi looked away and stopped observing Qin Ming.

Qin Ming immediately felt his body relax, as if a massive mountain had suddenly been lifted away. He was greatly relieved as that overwhelmingly dangerous feeling vanished.

Letting out a breath, Qin Ming swept his gaze around the room, giving Lin Tianyi and Lin Xianxian a deep look.

Then his gaze shifted to the purple-haired beautiful girl seated by the wall. No students sat around her, and she radiated a cold aura that warned strangers to stay away.

"She is Lin Qiu'er, a twelve-year-old Soul King."

Qin Ming muttered the words aloud. Even after a full day and night had passed, the waves in his heart had yet to settle.

There was no helping it. A twelve-year-old Soul King was simply too shocking. If the three Soul Douluo education committee members had not said it themselves, he would never have believed that such a monster existed in this world!

The words "Shrek Academy" surfaced in his mind, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

If the Headmaster and the others learned of this girl's existence, they would probably change the academy's name overnight. The title Monster Shrek can only be used on this girl. Any other monster would pale into insignificance before her.

Qin Ming still did not know that Lin Tianyi and Lin Xianxian were already level sixty-seven Soul Emperors, five levels higher than him, their teacher. Otherwise, he might have directly begun doubting his life.

Lin Tianyi had noticed Lin Qiu'er long ago, because she gave him a strange feeling—a vague sense of familiarity, yet at the same time, extreme unfamiliarity. It was deeply contradictory.

But he had to admit that Lin Qiu'er was exceptionally beautiful, perfectly suited to Lin Tianyi's tastes, stirring in him an urge to be unfaithful.

Next, Qin Ming briefly introduced the three new students who had suddenly dropped in from nowhere—Lin Tianyi, Lin Xianxian, and Lin Qiu'er—then resumed class as usual.

Only then did Lin Tianyi learn the purple-haired girl's name: Lin Qiu'er.

After class, Lin Tianyi found Qin Ming and bluntly stated that he would not be attending classes anymore. When the Soul Master Competition arrived more than a year later, he would lead Heaven Dou Royal Academy to victory.

Qin Ming was so angry that he laughed on the spot. If you were not going to attend class, then what had you come to Heaven Dou Royal Academy for?

Did he really think the academy was his home, that he could skip whenever he wanted?!

That was until Qin Ming saw six overwhelmingly configured soul rings appear around Lin Tianyi: 'purple, purple, black, black, black, black.'

Qin Ming stared in dumbfounded shock, and his anger immediately vanished.

Fine, sir, come or don't come as you please. Little Ming will watch over things here. Go have fun, and more than a year from now, the Soul Master Competition will be counting on you!

Qin Ming's attitude made an immediate one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.