Zhou Yi, Don't You Dare Speak Ill of Him!

"Be careful! Wang Dong, you need to think this through. Dormitories are assigned by the academy; you can't just move whenever you want. Don't challenge the academy's rules."

Hearing that Tang Wutong wanted to move in with him, Su Qingfeng was thoroughly frightened and hurriedly tried to persuade her otherwise.

What kind of girls had he gotten himself involved with? Either someone like Ma Xiaotao, whose Evil Fire burned fiercely within her, or someone like Tang Wutong, whose background was unimaginably powerful.

One would drain him dry, while the other had a father who could slap him to death—so thoroughly that even Mu En could not save him.

Su Qingfeng had no desire to become the Tang Family's dog.

"Are you worried about me?"

Tang Wutong bit her lip. "I'm willing to challenge the academy's rules for you."

Huo Yuhao was completely dumbfounded upon hearing that. What had Wang Dong said? She dared to challenge the academy's rules?

This was Shrek Academy, the largest and most powerful academy on the Douluo Continent today!

It was said that Shrek Academy had several Titled Douluo above Rank 90. Who would dare act recklessly here?!

"Wang Dong."

Huo Yuhao struggled to squeeze out a sentence. "Don't do this. You'll get expelled, and that would be even worse."

"Fine... But, Brother Qingfeng, I have a twin sister who looks a lot like me. Would you like me to introduce you to her someday?"

After giving it some thought, Tang Wutong changed her approach.

"What? Wang Dong, you actually have a sister? And she's your twin? How come I never knew?" Huo Yuhao asked in surprise.

Tang Wutong snorted. "Why should I tell you that I have a sister? What if you have improper thoughts about her?"

Su Qingfeng's mouth twitched. If I'm not mistaken, this sister you're talking about is yourself, right?

Huo Yuhao muttered, "What improper thoughts could I possibly have? Aren't you worried that Brother Qingfeng might have improper thoughts? Though from the looks of it, even if Brother Qingfeng did, you'd probably be happy instead, wouldn't you?"

The next day, the sun was high in the sky. Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao, unusually enough, got up on time and went to their morning class without arriving at the last minute.

Wang Dong had even gotten up early to buy the academy's best breakfast and bring it to Su Qingfeng.

The night before, she and Huo Yuhao had both eagerly taken responsibility for Su Qingfeng's three daily meals. In truth, they both wanted to spend more time with him.

During class, Tang Wutong and Huo Yuhao were both restless, their minds having long since flown to Su Qingfeng's dormitory.

As Zhou Yi lectured, she saw Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao constantly zoning out, and her face immediately darkened.

Two pieces of chalk shot through the air and struck their foreheads, instantly leaving red marks.

"Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, stand up."

"I just covered the two major classifications of Martial Souls in the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, the soul master theory established by Shrek Academy's master, as well as what determines a Martial Soul's strength. What is the answer?"

Zhou Yi narrowed her eyes and questioned Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao were still thinking about Su Qingfeng's peerless beauty. How could they have heard Zhou Yi's lecture clearly?

Huo Yuhao could only seek Tian Meng's help in the Sea of Consciousness. Tian Meng said helplessly, "This is ridiculous! How would I know? I don't need to attend class!"

"Innate soul... power... Beast and Tool... Soul Masters~"

At that moment, Xiao Xiao, the sweet and adorable girl seated one row ahead, turned around and softly prompted them.

"Ow~"

Then a piece of chalk flew over and struck Xiao Xiao on the head, making her clutch her head in pain.

"Chatting in class, daydreaming, missing the explanation of Martial Soul knowledge—do not underestimate this soul master theory and Martial Soul knowledge. At Shrek Academy, teachers will teach you the characteristics, strengths, and weaknesses of all kinds of Martial Souls. At critical moments, this knowledge can help you subdue your enemies and play a decisive role."

"Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, the three of you are punished with twenty laps around the plaza."

"Twenty laps?!" Xiao Xiao's little face instantly went pale. This was extra on top of their daily training quota—it would exhaust her to death.

"Three months may seem to pass slowly under this level of training, but to a soul master, three months will pass in the blink of an eye. Only by focusing and working hard can you turn things around within three months and remain here. Among the students I have taught, every single one who lacked focus and had weak willpower was ultimately eliminated. I do not want you to repeat their mistakes. If you're not dead, then train like you're dying."

Zhou Yi looked over the entire class and rebuked them.

"Otherwise, what will you use to defeat that arrogant, conceited Specially Selected Student? Huh?"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong had already reached the classroom door and were about to head to the plaza to run. When Wang Dong heard Zhou Yi mention the Specially Selected Student, she could not help turning back.

"Teacher Zhou Yi, isn't it inappropriate for you to speak ill of the Specially Selected Student behind his back? Why would a teacher hold a grudge against a student? That's really small-minded."

"Wang Dong, are you crazy?!"

Although Huo Yuhao was uncomfortable hearing Zhou Yi use Su Qingfeng as an example, he did not dare refute her like Wang Dong did.

Sure enough, Zhou Yi's face darkened. "Wang Dong, add another twenty laps. If you don't finish today, you don't get to eat!"

"Then I'll run! Hmph."

Wang Dong snorted. Being made to run or stand as punishment was nothing to her; her physique was strong enough to handle it. But she could not tolerate anyone speaking ill of Su Qingfeng!

Watching Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao's retreating figures, Zhou Yi rubbed her temples, unable to understand why Wang Dong was so protective of Su Qingfeng.

She had thought highly of Wang Dong. She even believed Wang Dong was currently the most talented soul master in Class One. At only eleven years old, she was already a Soul Grandmaster, and her Second Soul Ring was at the thousand-year level. In three months, she would likely be able to fight a Soul Grandmaster of Rank 26 or 27, making her the strongest representative of Class One.

She had wanted Wang Dong to defeat Su Qingfeng.

That evening, Zhou Yi returned to the dormitory building for teachers, removed her old-woman disguise, and lay on the sofa in thought.

She herself was quite beautiful, but in order to teach with authority, she always disguised herself as an old woman.

A middle-aged man pushed open the door and entered. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with extremely broad shoulders. He wore simple cloth garments, and his thick, sturdy arms were bare, revealing muscles like granite.

This man was Zhou Yi's husband, the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department and a member of the Sea God Pavilion, Fan Yu.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Seeing Zhou Yi's worried expression, Fan Yu walked over, sat beside her, and wrapped his arms around her.

Zhou Yi said resentfully, "What baby? I told you not to call me that. What if the students hear?"

"What are you afraid of at home? There's no one else here. Besides, don't I know exactly how wild you are, baby? Otherwise, why would you choose a stud like me? Hmm?!"

Fan Yu said with a faint smile.

Before the students, Zhou Yi was imposing and domineering, but in front of Fan Yu, she completely lost that forcefulness. She sat on his lap like a little woman, twisting her hips and pressing her legs together.

"I'm annoyed to death," Zhou Yi said.

"What's wrong? Are the little brats in your Martial Soul Department difficult to teach? I remember that Huo Yuhao, the one you brought in last time, had some talent for learning about Soul Tools. How has he been lately?"

When lovers were alone in a private space, things could always accidentally trigger an intense battle.

"Stop it. And don't get me started. That mysterious Specially Selected Student wearing a mask is already troublesome enough, and I can't do anything about him. Now Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao are even taking the lead in talking back to me. This batch of students is really hard to manage."

Zhou Yi moved Fan Yu's hand away and spoke helplessly.

Fan Yu's eyes narrowed. "Specially Selected Student? What is a Specially Selected Student?"