Class Monitor Election! Strength Above All!

Mu Jin froze.

She felt like she understood.

But she also didn't understand.

Yet as an instructor, she couldn't shamelessly ask.

Nor could she show that she didn't understand.

Otherwise, it would be far too damaging to her image as an instructor.

"Very good. You put that very well."

"Please, take a seat."

Mu Jin revealed a satisfied expression and nodded.

As for everyone else's reactions, she paid them no mind at all.

It was as if she were saying, whether you understood or not, I understood anyway.

The other freshmen were muddled and somewhat dumbfounded.

"Alright, next, we'll be choosing a class monitor."

"My requirement is simple: through one-on-one matches, we'll select the strongest person in the class for the position."

"In the future, when I'm not here, I'll directly give my instructions to them, and you will all cooperate with their work."

"Anyone who thinks they're qualified to be class monitor may step forward now."

Mu Jin folded her arms beneath her ample chest, swept her gaze across the crowd, and spoke slowly.

The moment they heard that they would be selecting a class monitor,

the freshmen's eyes blazed with excitement.

Those Soul Masters without offensive abilities naturally chose to wait and see.

Ning Tian was not interested in the position of class monitor either.

Instead, she was looking forward to Huang Fei or Wu Feng entering the election.

Quite a few people were also watching Huang Fei expectantly.

They hoped he would step forward and take part in the election.

"Huang Fei, this is a great chance to show your strength. Let those people who don't know how strong you are see it for themselves and slap them in the face."

"If you enter the election, I'll definitely support you."

Watching the classroom grow lively, Ning Tian whispered from beside him.

"I support you too."

"I'm not interested in being class monitor, but Huang Fei, I want to fight you."

"This is a good opportunity."

Wu Feng stared at Huang Fei with blazing eyes, as though she wanted to devour him.

Her Martial Soul had the Fire Attribute, giving her a natural advantage over plant-type Martial Souls.

Huang Fei had been able to fight Cheng Hai for so long not only because of his own abilities.

It might also have been due to the Wood Attribute's natural advantage over the Water Attribute.

Looking at it that way, she felt that she would not lose to Huang Fei.

"I can help you clear out those troublesome people first, then the two of us can fight. What do you think?"

Wu Feng asked.

"It seems quite a few people support me becoming class monitor."

Huang Fei first swept his gaze across the classroom. Seeing many freshmen watching him eagerly, he smiled faintly.

Even Mu Jin was looking at him expectantly.

She seemed to want to witness his battle firsthand.

He would use his strength to make Those Who Disagree shut up.

He then looked at Wu Feng and said slowly,

"I can fight you."

"But I don't need you to clear them out for me."

"In this world, the strong are ultimately revered. If I don't show a little strength, people will really think I'm an easy target they can squeeze whenever they please."

"Then I'll use this opportunity to prove it properly."

Huang Fei's lips curled upward, and his entire body trembled.

Not from fear, but excitement.

Because he had thought of the spectacular moment that would come next.

It would definitely shock everyone present.

He would use the cruelest method and the fastest speed to end this match.

He would leave everyone without the ability to resist.

The plan in his mind was already complete.

Huang Fei took a deep breath and slowly rose to his feet.

Under the expectant, curious, and dissatisfied gazes of everyone present, he walked toward the podium.

Wu Feng followed behind him.

She used her eyes to glare at those who were dissatisfied.

"Instructor Mu Jin, I'm also interested in the position of class monitor."

After arriving before Mu Jin, he calmly met her gaze and spoke slowly.

"Good." Mu Jin nodded.

"Is there anyone else?"

Mu Jin swept her gaze over those standing before her, then looked toward those who had not stepped forward and asked indifferently.

Those people all shook their heads and did not step forward.

"Very good. The whole class, follow me to the arena."

"We'll compete there."

After Mu Jin spoke, she turned and led the way.

Everyone hurriedly followed.

Along the way, Huang Fei met the provocative gazes of those candidates and revealed an amused expression.

Some even made throat-slitting gestures at him, wearing cruel smiles.

Huang Fei ignored them, sneering inwardly instead.

In a moment, you'll definitely regret this.

I said so.

Such a huge commotion from Newborn Class Nine also drew the attention of the other classes.

At the same time, in Newborn Class One, the Old Witch, Zhou Yi, had already made the entire class go out to run laps around the playground.

The plot of the original story was unfolding as normal.

"Class Nine... looks like they're going to elect a class monitor."

"But our class doesn't need to go through all that trouble."

"Mu Jin... hmph..."

Zhou Yi looked at Class Nine, especially at Mu Jin, who was leading the way with her hips swaying, and felt extremely displeased. For some reason, a surge of anger rose within her.

"Everyone, stop! Suspend the run and come with me to watch Newborn Class Nine's election matches!"

She planned to bring her students over to watch the show.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao was circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill within his body as he continuously ran forward. He was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through.

Though he was panting heavily, there was a peculiar rhythm to his breathing.

He had already become immersed in running.

His mind contained only the thought of continuing forward.

He was truly exhausted.

But when he thought of how failing to meet the running requirement would get him eliminated by the Old Witch, Zhou Yi, and expelled from Shrek Academy ahead of time,

he felt miserable at the thought of Senior Brother Beibei and Senior Sister Tang Ya being disappointed.

He could not let them down.

He had finally entered Shrek Academy.

He had to achieve his goal and stay.

"Yu Hao, stop running. There's a good show to watch, from Newborn Class Nine."

"That's Huang Fei's class. Looks like they're holding election matches."

At that moment, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm spoke in his mind.

"Huh? We don't need to run anymore?"

Huo Yuhao froze, came back to his senses, and stopped.

He saw that everyone from his class was heading toward the arena.

Besides them, the other freshman classes were also heading toward the arena.

Some people in those classes also wanted to use one-on-one matches to select the strongest person as class monitor.

Others were simply going over to watch the show.

"Huo Yuhao! Are you deaf?!"

"Can't you hear me calling you?"

"Did running make you stupid?"

At that moment, a figure appeared before him.

It was none other than Wang Dong, panting and fuming.

Wang Dong had been calling Huo Yuhao the whole time.

But Huo Yuhao had entered an Out of Frame state and had not heard her at all.

Looking at her now, Wang Dong seemed even more like a girl.

"Sorry, Wang Dong. I didn't hear you just now. I was too tired."

Huo Yuhao smiled awkwardly.

Wang Dong looked helpless. "Fine. We don't have to run anymore, so we can rest for a bit."

After steadying her breathing, she added, "That Old Witch told us to go watch Newborn Class Nine's election matches. It seems they're choosing the strongest person to be class monitor."

"Wang Dong, then who do you think has the best chance of becoming Newborn Class Nine's class monitor?"

Huo Yuhao suddenly asked this question.

"It's a one-on-one format, so I think Huang Fei has a very good chance."

"My intuition tells me this match might bring a surprise."

"Let's go. If we're late, we'll miss it."

"If I hadn't come to get you, I would've gone over already."

Wang Dong said unhappily, her hands on her hips.

"Alright, alright. Thanks for coming to get me. Let's hurry over."

Huo Yuhao knew it was his fault and did not argue. After admitting his mistake, he quickly followed her.