Douluo: Transmigrated as Huo Yuhao, Awakened as the Drunken Sword Immortal
Chapter 44

The Bet, Wang Yan's Doubts

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Beside Mu Jin, a fierce-looking old woman shot Mu Jin a glance and mocked, "Mu Jin, your teaching is really getting worse and worse."

"With a team led by a Soul Elder, you actually let them find such a useless teammate. What kind of teacher are you?"

"You can't even control your own students. You've thrown away all a teacher's authority!"

Mu Jin cast Zhou Yi a cold glance. Ever since they had entered the academy years ago, she and Zhou Yi had never gotten along.

Zhou Yi had a forceful personality, yet in front of Fan Yu, this fierce woman pretended to be an innocent, pure maiden, wrapping that straight-laced man Fan Yu around her finger.

Her green tea act was so strong she could practically open a dye workshop!

Hearing Zhou Yi mock her, Mu Jin naturally refused to back down. She retorted, "In just three months since the new students enrolled, you've expelled more than sixty people."

"Casually destroying students' futures based on your own preferences—is that a teacher's authority?"

"Heh, the complaints received by every other teacher in the academy combined don't add up to as many as yours alone. If Fan Yu hadn't been taking the blame and getting scolded for you, a teacher as 'authoritative' as you would have been kicked out long ago."

Zhou Yi's expression darkened as she snapped, "What the hell do you know? My teaching methods are unique. Which of the students I've taught hasn't been deeply grateful to me?"

Mu Jin sneered, "Of course they are. Anyone who wasn't grateful to you was expelled long ago. How could those left behind dare raise any objections?"

Like a shrew whose sore spot had been hit, Zhou Yi glared venomously at Mu Jin. "Mu Jin, do you dare make a bet with me? We'll bet on the results of our two classes in the New Student Assessment. Whoever gets the higher ranking wins!"

Mu Jin's eyes flickered. Zhou Yi had tricked her plenty of times before.

But this time was different. She knew Zhou Yi's class did not have any Soul Elder-level students.

Not only did she have Ning Tian, a Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda soul master at the Soul Elder level, but more importantly, she had Huo Yuhao, Dean Qian's Personal Disciple.

With that mysterious little fellow Huo Yuhao around, she refused to believe Zhou Yi could still beat her.

And judging from how Zhou Yi had mocked Huo Yuhao just now, she clearly still did not know that Huo Yuhao was Dean Qian's disciple.

Heh!

At that thought, Mu Jin immediately grew excited, ready to recover all her previous losses from Zhou Yi in one go!

"Fine! If we're betting, then let's make it big!"

"If I win, I want a Spirit Bone, and I want Fan Yu to personally tailor an Eighth Level Soul Tool for me!" Mu Jin glared fiercely at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was startled. A Spirit Bone? A custom-made Eighth Level Soul Tool?

She looked at Mu Jin uncertainly. "You dare bet that much?"

Mu Jin looked at her coldly. "Of course. If you're unwilling to put up those stakes, I can give you another choice: resign on your own and get out of Shrek Academy!"

Hearing Mu Jin say that, the suspicion in Zhou Yi's heart was instead reduced by more than half.

"So that's what you're after. Fine. Since you're tired of being a teacher, I can give you the chance to leave!" Zhou Yi agreed with a cold laugh.

Thus, under the witness of the other teachers, the two publicly made their bet.

Starting from the next day, the New Student Assessment schedule became far more intense.

There were matches in both the morning and afternoon, with two rounds each, for a total of four rounds.

The third day was even more exaggerated. Every team had to undergo five rounds of Assessment.

Since the Round Robin stage of the entire New Student Assessment only lasted three days, this was not only meant to train the students' practical combat ability, but also assess their willpower, endurance, and other qualities.

However, such an arrangement did not mean much to Huo Yuhao and the others.

Because from beginning to end, their tactical setup remained the same.

Huo Yuhao blinded the enemy, while also throwing them a "come-hither look"; Ning Tian applied buffs; Wu Feng went all out with her firepower.

With their opponents generally being rookie new students at only the Soul Grandmaster level, Wu Feng—after the enemy had been blinded and her buffs fully stacked—truly fought with an unstoppable momentum, relying on her powerful Red Dragon martial soul.

By the end of the second day's matches, Huo Yuhao Team had already secured a record of five wins and no losses.

With that result, even if they lost every remaining match, they would still pass this New Student Assessment.

But Wang Yan had been having a rather difficult time these past two days.

Ever since the first day's matches, whenever Huo Yuhao took the field, he had watched every one of Huo Yuhao's movements with complete focus.

Yet after the four matches on the second day, despite considering himself an academic teacher, he still had not figured out what role Huo Yuhao actually played in battle.

It was as though he really had gone onto the field just to show off his ten-year Spirit Ring.

In truth, Huo Yuhao found these matches rather boring too.

The opponents were simply too weak, forcing him to deliberately control the intensity of his Mental Spike.

Otherwise, these poor classmates would start getting nosebleeds the moment they fought Wu Feng, making them look like little perverts. That would not be good for their physical and mental development.

Sigh, for the development and continuation of humanity's next generation, I've really worried myself sick!

By the time today's matches had all ended, Wang Yan had even begun doubting himself.

Could this Huo Yuhao really be some rich client paying to be carried?

"Huo Yuhao, the three of you, come here." After announcing the end of today's matches, Wang Yan called Huo Yuhao and the other two over.

Seeing Huo Yuhao naturally standing at the front while Ning Tian and Wu Feng consciously followed behind him, Wang Yan scrutinized the boy with a puzzled, appraising gaze.

"Your team has achieved an excellent undefeated record in the previous matches. I hope you maintain the right mindset, do not become arrogant or complacent, and continue working hard. Strive to enter the top sixty-four and participate in the ranking matches."

"Also, after today's matches end, there will be another Draw. Aside from ensuring students from the same class do not fight each other, your previous records will also be taken into consideration. In other words, you will inevitably face challenges from strong opponents."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, then said to Wu Feng in a lecturing tone, "Wu Feng, did you hear that? Don't start getting full of yourself just because you've won a few matches. Stronger opponents are waiting for you later."

Wu Feng: "."

Wang Yan: "."

Only Ning Tian covered her mouth and giggled.

Because when the match had ended just now, Wu Feng had complained that the opponents were too weak. The matches had ended before she could even fight to her heart's content.

Wang Yan frowned. Huo Yuhao's words made him sound even more like a client being carried.

After dismissing Huo Yuhao and the other two, Wang Yan secretly hardened his resolve.

Once they encountered stronger enemies later, he refused to believe Huo Yuhao could keep his mystery going.

Early the next morning, because Huo Yuhao and the other two had achieved the best results in the previous five rounds, they remained in Area Thirty-Three.

As for their opponents, after the new Draw, another five fresh groups had been assigned there.

Naturally, these new students could not be the strongest in the other areas. This was also an adjustment made by the academy to prevent the most outstanding new students from eliminating one another too early.

No matter where one was, the strong always had certain privileges.

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