Wang Yan paused, then continued, "Moreover, I've personally experienced Huo Yuhao's soul skill. Among those at the same level, few other control-type Soul Masters can compare to him."
Wu Feng refused to yield in the slightest. "Teacher Wang, you said it yourself—his soul skill is decent among those at the same level. But what is his level? One ring. Our class has more than just two-ring students; we even have Three-Ring Soul Elders. Why should a One-Ring Soul Master like him be allowed to run for class monitor? Would anyone be convinced?"
The moment she finished speaking, Wang Dong, who was seated beside Huo Yuhao, slammed her palm on the desk and sprang to her feet. She turned and pointed at Wu Feng. "Don't go too far! Are you still unwilling to accept losing to us in the elimination rounds? If you've got the ability, beat us during the assessment!"
Wu Feng immediately snapped back, openly admitting it with complete confidence. "I am unwilling to accept it. So what? Don't they say control-type Soul Masters counter assault-type Soul Masters? If he can beat me, I'll accept it. I'll admit he has the qualifications to run for class monitor."
Wang Dong was practically beside herself with rage. "Bullshit! If you've got the guts, let's go to the Soul Duel Zone and fight!"
As a teacher, Wang Yan naturally could not allow the two of them to keep arguing like this. He immediately spoke up to stop them, and only then did Wang Dong and Wu Feng sit back down, albeit unwillingly.
Then, just like in the original story, Wang Yan began having everyone vote. "If more than half the class opposes Huo Yuhao running for class monitor, I'll remove his name. Those who disagree, please raise your hands."
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