What Kind of Teacher Are You?

After all, Su Ming had once been a student under her tutelage, but he had always been unruly and had never once held her in any regard.

In his eyes, she saw nothing but undisguised contempt, as if he were looking at a useless piece of trash.

At first, she had been furious, wanting to teach this disrespectful student a lesson, but Su Ming's talent for soul tools was heaven-defying, and he was highly valued by the academy.

Furthermore, he had a close relationship with Xuan Zi, and with such a formidable backer, she had no standing to contend with him.

Even her husband, Fan Yu, the Vice Dean of the Soul Tool Department, had personally warned her many times never to provoke Su Ming, lest she bring disaster upon herself.

Therefore, when she first saw Su Ming appear, she could only suppress her rage and pretend not to see him, but as he lingered, refusing to leave.

He remained on the track, and she felt a vague sense of unease. It wasn't until she saw him suddenly step in to carry Huo Yuhao to the finish line that she realized something was wrong, knowing full well that Su Ming was looking for an excuse to stir up trouble.

Zhou Yi was thoroughly enraged by Su Ming's attitude and immediately snapped, her tone cold and vicious:

"Of course, they are all expelled! Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, not ordinary people. Failing to complete the assigned task proves they are not fit to remain at Shrek. All of you pieces of trash, get out!"

As these cold, heartless words fell, the students on the track who had failed to complete the assessment or were barely hanging on turned deathly pale, trembling all over.

Many felt their legs give way and collapsed to the ground, while some even sprawled on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

They had endured countless hardships and given their all to be admitted to Shrek Academy, believing they were embarking on a brand-new path of cultivation.

They never expected to be heartlessly kicked out on their first day; they would have no face to return home to the families who had placed such high hopes in them.

Su Ming watched Zhou Yi's arrogant and overbearing display, having never intended to show her any mercy. He had long been aware of her teaching style, which was so strict it bordered on cruelty.

She cared nothing for the lives of her students, and now, he tore off the mask, scolding her sternly in public.

"Zhou Yi, what do you think you are? Are you even fit to stand on a podium at Shrek and educate others? You decide a student's future based on a single run."

"You talk of expulsion and tell people to get lost at every turn. Shrek has stood for a thousand years by teaching according to aptitude and tempering its students, never by bullying the weak or treating lives like grass as you do!"

"You act without rhyme or reason, punishing students based on your own whims and stripping them of their opportunity to learn."

"You are being utterly irresponsible toward the future of these students! You aren't just losing your own face; you are losing the face of a thousand-year-old academy and personally destroying its foundations!"

"You claim everything is for the growth of the students, but in reality, you are merely satisfying your own desire to control everything and bark orders! A true teacher protects their students, guiding them steadily according to their strengths, not treating them like ants to be trampled and humiliated!"

"I suggest you retract this arrogant and overbearing behavior immediately and reflect on your duties as a teacher!"

"These new students only failed to finish the required laps for the moment; a temporary setback does not mean they cannot become geniuses capable of standing on their own in the future."

"And yet, you would expel the future pillars of this academy without a second thought? Are you even fit to be a teacher? It's utterly preposterous!"

Su Ming's words were imposing and struck at the heart, showing no mercy and leaving Zhou Yi speechless in front of everyone.

The surrounding freshmen were shocked, followed by a surge of deep admiration. They looked at Su Ming with awe, all thinking the same thing:

This senior was incredibly bold to openly defy and rebuke a teacher. His words voiced the thoughts of everyone present, dissipating much of the fear and grievance they had been harboring.

Xiao Xiao, who had nearly fallen earlier before being caught by Su Ming, looked at him with eyes full of undisguised wonder and admiration.

Her sparkling gaze was fixed on Su Ming, filled with pure worship and trust. Her cheeks flushed involuntarily, her heart overflowing with respect for the person before her.

This merciless humiliation made Zhou Yi tremble with rage. Her face twisted into a hideous mask, and she shrieked in a shrill, piercing voice:

"Su Ming! Who do you think you are? I am teaching my own students; is it your place as an outsider to point fingers? You are nothing but a fourth-year student, yet you dare to be insolent before me."

Su Ming didn't even look at her: "What of it? Where was I wrong? You want to expel students based on one run without even consulting Du Weilun at the Academic Affairs Office—who do you think you are?"

Having just reached the finish line and still catching his breath, Huo Yuhao saw Su Ming taking the lead to seek justice for those who hadn't finished on their own.

Huo Yuhao spoke weakly: "Teacher Zhou Yi, strictness is not the same as being overbearing, and punishment is not the same as humiliation. You can demand that we cultivate diligently, but you cannot strip away our dignity as students. What truly allows people to grow is respect, not fear."

"Using your strength to suppress us only forces our compliance, not our hearts. Blind arrogance and coercion will only extinguish our fighting spirit, not temper our character. I cannot agree with this kind of teaching."

The surrounding students, already filled with resentment, saw someone taking the lead and began to nod in agreement. A chorus of questioning voices instantly filled the training ground.

A thin student frowned, his tone full of dissatisfaction and grievance, and protested loudly:

"That's right! You are a teacher at Shrek, yet you make us Auxiliary System Soul Masters run the extreme physical limits of the Power Attack System. How could you even come up with such an absurd requirement?"

Another student stepped forward, his face full of defiance, pointing directly at the absurdity of the rules:

"Why should we be expelled just for not finishing a high-intensity run? A mere physical test cannot judge our martial soul aptitude or our future potential! Your assessment method is far too arbitrary and unprofessional!"

Wang Dong, naturally forthright and having grown close to Huo Yuhao, had already despised Zhou Yi's strict, mean-spirited, and unreasonable style since the run was proposed.

Seeing this, Wang Dong stepped forward, chin tilted, his eyes filled with deep disdain as he mocked:

"In my opinion, you aren't fit to be our teacher at all. From start to finish, you haven't shown a shred of ability to educate!"

One blunt question and mockery after another rang out, surging toward Zhou Yi like a tide.

The once cold-faced Zhou Yi, publicly defied by a group of students and having lost all face, felt her inner rage ignited completely.

Her face turned increasingly livid, the malice between her brows surging. She could no longer maintain her facade of calm, becoming completely volatile and irritable.

"A bunch of ignorant brats, you dare to question my teaching?"

Zhou Yi let out a sharp shout, and the soul power around her surged violently! Dazzling soul ring radiance rose from beneath her feet one after another, lighting up: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—six soul rings of rich color circled her body in perfect order.

The extreme pressure of a soul master instantly swept across the entire training ground, fully revealing the formidable strength of a level 60 Soul Emperor, causing the very air to grow heavy and oppressive.

The students fell silent in an instant; many found their breathing stifled by this majestic pressure, subconsciously taking half a step back as deep fear took root in their hearts.

Just as everyone was shaken by Zhou Yi's Soul Emperor aura and no one dared to speak, a steady, upright figure suddenly stepped forward.

Su Ming's expression remained indifferent, completely unfazed by the Soul Emperor's pressure before him. With a single thought, a brilliant silver-white stream of light erupted from his entire body.

Accompanied by the sharp, clanging sound of metal colliding, the roar of armor integration resounded in all directions!

The cold and handsome Snow Mastiff Armor instantly completed its full-body attachment, covering him from head to toe in translucent, pearlescent armor with sharp, aggressive lines.

The heavy, steady battle armor shimmered with a cold metallic luster, resembling a white steel war god standing firm upon the earth. With an imposing, domineering aura, he stood like a massive white tank, planted firmly in the center of the training ground.

At the same time, four soul rings rose slowly from beneath Su Ming's feet: yellow, purple, purple, black. This simple yet highly valuable soul ring configuration circled his body in silence.

Compared to the six soul rings Zhou Yi had accumulated through age, Su Ming's high-tier configuration of two purples and one black—which balanced extreme talent with the ability to fight above his rank—brought a level of shock to the crowd that far exceeded the former!

Everyone knew that the quality of soul rings was a far better indicator of talent and strength than quantity. To possess a black ten-thousand-year soul ring at such a young age—this level of talent and foundation far surpassed the comprehension of everyone present.

In an instant, the gaze of everyone in the arena was locked tightly onto Su Ming, with expressions of shock and disbelief plastered across every face.