Run a Hundred Laps

Before long, Zhou Yi, wearing a mask, strode into the classroom with long, purposeful strides.

After introducing herself, she got straight to the point and asked who had been in a fight.

Under Wang Dong's shocked gaze, Ji Jing stood up immediately.

Wang Dong had no choice but to stand up reluctantly, whispering angrily:

"You guy, why did you just admit it? What if we get punished?"

Ji Jing said indifferently:

"What's done is done. If we have to be punished, we'll take it. There's no point in denying it."

"You..."

Wang Dong was speechless.

She didn't know why, but sometimes Ji Jing acted incredibly infuriating, while at other times he seemed full of righteousness.

What a strange guy.

Immediately, Zhou Yi began berating the others as trash, saying things like those who didn't dare to cause trouble were mediocre.

Ji Jing didn't hear a single word of her rambling.

Afterward, the others were driven out by Zhou Yi to run laps, including Huo Yuhao.

Ji Jing thought to himself that since Huo Yuhao hadn't wasted any time this time, he should be able to finish the laps on his own, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Even if he couldn't finish, Zhou Yi loved students who worked hard, so she would likely find a way to keep Huo Yuhao.

Zhou Yi looked at the two students who remained and nodded with satisfaction, asking:

"Who did you fight with? And why?"

Wang Dong answered honestly that they were roommates and the fight was due to a conflict in the dormitory.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi said with satisfaction:

"Young people often get to know each other through fighting; this is a good thing. But don't pick fights among yourselves next time—go fight students from other classes."

With that, Zhou Yi waved her hand:

"Alright, go down and run."

"Huh? We don't have to run?"

Wang Dong widened her eyes, unable to believe she was still being punished.

Zhou Yi glared at Wang Dong, startling her so much that she hid behind Ji Jing.

"When did I say you didn't have to run? Get down there now; there isn't much time left."

"But..."

Before Wang Dong could say anything more, Ji Jing pulled her out of the classroom.

As they went downstairs, Wang Dong pouted at Ji Jing, her tone full of indignation:

"Why didn't you speak up for me? This teacher is so unreasonable!"

Ji Jing flicked Wang Dong on the forehead and said nonchalantly:

"Better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Besides, with your physical fitness, a little exercise is good for you."

Wang Dong rubbed her smooth forehead in annoyance, but didn't say anything else, simply following Ji Jing downstairs to start running laps.

When they started running, Wang Dong kept competing with Ji Jing, always trying to outpace him.

Unfortunately, after she finished a hundred laps panting beside Ji Jing, she looked at him—not even red-faced or out of breath—and finally had to powerlessly admit the fact that she was inferior to him in every way.

She deeply regretted being lazy with her cultivation back at the Clear Sky Sect; she was only a level 21 Soul Grand Master now.

Otherwise, she might have been able to lord it over Ji Jing by now.

Alas, that was just a pipe dream.

Ji Jing looked at the dazed Wang Dong, his mouth twitching.

Based on his understanding of her back in the God Realm, she was most likely imagining herself being stronger than him and ordering him around.

This Xiao Qi—how was she still like this even with her memories of the God Realm sealed?

Ji Jing and Wang Dong had started running last, but they were the fastest to finish.

By now, the other students were still running.

Not long after, Zhou Yi arrived at the track to observe the students' progress.

Among the crowd of runners, a thin, frail figure caught the attention of both Zhou Yi and Ji Jing.

This person was none other than Huo Yuhao, who was only level 11.

Ji Jing made a rough estimate; the kid could indeed finish the run within the allotted time. Although he looked miserable, he would certainly make it.

Thinking of this, Ji Jing stopped paying attention to Huo Yuhao.

Wang Dong was exhausted and had no energy left to pay attention to anyone else.

After everyone had finished running, Zhou Yi expelled those who had cut corners on the required laps, while also taking a moment to commend Huo Yuhao, who was the weakest but had indeed completed the run.

In the subsequent class, Zhou Yi appointed Ji Jing, who possessed the highest cultivation level in the entire class, as the class monitor.

Upon learning that Ji Jing's soul power had reached level 38, those who had initially been eager to challenge him were completely convinced.

With Ji Jing nearly at the four-ring stage, they decided it was best not to go out of their way to get beaten up.

With such a gap in cultivation, Ji Jing could easily send them flying with a casual flick.

After school, upon returning to the dormitory, Ji Jing immediately packed his change of clothes, preparing to head to the public bathhouse.

Before leaving the dorm, Ji Jing reminded Wang Dong:

"If you want to bathe in the dorm, remember to finish within an hour. After I'm done bathing, I'm going to grab some snacks, so don't lock me out."

Wang Dong didn't know how Ji Jing knew she intended to bathe in the dorm, but without overthinking it, she simply nodded.

It wasn't until she took her bathtub and hot water out of her storage Soul Tool that she reacted, tilting her head in confusion:

"Strange... why do I feel like Ji Jing knows something? That shouldn't be possible..."

Having lost her memories of the God Realm and being completely ignorant of martial soul theory—unaware that the Radiant Goddess Butterfly only appears on females—Wang Dong ultimately concluded that it was impossible for Ji Jing to have seen through the secret of her true gender.

Shaking her head, she began to enjoy her soak.

High above in the God Realm, Tang San watched this scene and nodded with satisfaction:

"That boy is sensible enough. Otherwise, even with the original Goodness and Evil protecting you, your father wouldn't be so lucky, hmph..."

Ji Jing had no idea that he had already been targeted by another old geezer.

On the way to the Snack Street, Ji Jing felt a sense of anticipation.

When it came to culinary skills, there was likely no one on the entire Douluo Continent who could surpass him.

However, while returning to the dorm, he had seen a black-haired beauty looking for Huo Yuhao.

Presumably, that was the current Tang Sect leader, Tang Ya.

If so, Huo Yuhao must be at the Snack Street selling grilled fish right now.

Little Huo Grilled Fish was incredibly tempting to a transmigrator like Ji Jing.

He had long wanted to taste the grilled fish that everyone praised so highly.

Filled with curiosity, Ji Jing changed his course and arrived at the bustling Snack Street.

He barely had to put in any effort to find the grilled fish stall, which was surrounded by three layers of people.

However, before he could squeeze his way in, an angry roar erupted from the center of the crowd.

"What do you mean you're out? I'll pay ten times—no, twenty times the price! Grill it for me right now!"

An arrogant and domineering voice rang out.

Immediately following it was Huo Yuhao's voice, sounding slightly weary but still firm:

"Senior, I am truly sorry, but the ingredients for today are indeed sold out. Even if you offer more money, I cannot conjure them out of thin air. Why don't you come earlier tomorrow?"