Ice-Fire Mandarin Duck Hotpot

Tang Wulin frowned deeply as well. He hated being threatened.

Just as Tang Wulin was about to answer, a cold, sinister voice suddenly rang out.

"If you still want to stay alive, stop talking nonsense and tell your lackeys to get lost!"

Mu Xi's expression changed slightly. Her slender body instantly tensed, and a flicker of fear flashed through her eyes.

The others had no idea what had happened, but she could clearly feel a chilling presence constantly brushing against her neck. It seemed that if she moved even slightly, her throat would be slit.

She did not dare move, nor did she dare release her Martial Soul again after it had dispersed.

"Tell them all to get lost!" the sinister voice said again.

A face emerged from beside Mu Xi. Wasn't it Xie Xie?

He was quite a bit shorter than Mu Xi. It looked as though one of his arms was draped over her shoulder, while his other hand held the Light Dragon Dagger against her waist.

"Bastard, do you know what you're doing?" the tall male student from earlier roared. Xie Xie said coldly, "My patience is limited. If you think I don't dare act in the academy, then go ahead and try me."

As he spoke, he applied a little pressure with the Light Dragon Dagger. Mu Xi immediately let out a pained groan.

"All of you, leave!" Mu Xi shouted in a low voice. She could clearly feel the killing intent coming from behind her.

No matter how mature she looked, she was still only thirteen years old. Fear quickly took over, and the upper-grade students had no choice but to disperse.

Just then, an enraged roar sounded. "Stop!"

Xie Xie's entire body went numb. The Light Dragon Dagger in one hand and the invisible Shadow Dragon Dagger in the other almost vanished at the same time.

The next instant, he was lifted into the air by a tall figure like an eagle snatching up a chick.

Intermediate Division Dean of Students' Office.

"Speak. What happened?" Dean of Students Long Hengxu asked with a dark expression as he looked at the students before him.

Mu Xi lowered her head. "I only went to challenge Tang Wulin to a Forging match."

Xie Xie sneered. "You brought a pack of lackeys to block us in our first-year dormitory. Is that how you upper-grade students look for someone?"

Long Hengxu glared coldly at him. "And that was why you threatened your senior with a knife? What if they hadn't backed off? Would you really have killed her?"

Xie Xie curled his lip and disdainfully swept his gaze over the upper-grade students present. "Maybe."

Long Hengxu turned to Tang Wulin. "What about you? As the instigator, what do you have to say?"

Tang Wulin's gaze was calm, but his eyes were exceptionally firm. "When I was little, Dad taught me this principle. When I had just entered the junior academy, Dad told me that if he found out I bullied students younger than me at school, he would teach me a harsh lesson. But if students older than me bullied me, then I was to fight back without hesitation. He would never blame me for it."

Looking at the child before him, Long Hengxu suddenly realized that, after serving as Dean of Students for so many years, he had actually been left speechless by him.

"And you? Why did you attack?" Long Hengxu helplessly turned his gaze toward Xu Mengqing.

"They attacked first. Besides, were you expecting me to stand by and watch them take Tang Wulin away? I couldn't do that!"

"Well said! I don't think my students did anything wrong either." An icy voice rang out. The office door opened, and Wu Zhangkong walked in with a gloomy expression.

Long Hengxu frowned. "Teacher Wu, have you forgotten even the most basic courtesy of knocking?"

Wu Zhangkong said coldly, "Sorry."

Long Hengxu's facial muscles twitched slightly. This guy's apology did not contain the slightest shred of sincerity. Back when he had been in the Advanced Division, he had already given the Dean of Students there countless headaches. Now that he had come here to teach the worst class, he still had not changed at all.

"Picking on the weak with your age, how capable of you!" Wu Zhangkong's icy gaze swept over the Grade 5 Class 1 students led by Mu Xi. "I won't pick on the weak with my age, but if I find out you dare provoke my students again, I'll beat up your homeroom teacher."

Long Hengxu snapped, "Teacher Wu, please show some respect."

Wu Zhangkong said coldly, "Beat me, and I'll show some respect."

After saying that, he reached out and shoved Xie Xie's head, pushing him two steps forward. Then he grabbed one student in each hand and led the three of them out of the Dean of Students' Office.

"You..." Long Hengxu rose angrily, wanting to stop him.

But when he remembered what Wu Zhangkong had done over in the Advanced Division, he ultimately could not summon the courage to stop him.

That guy was completely insane.

"You lot! Each of you will receive a warning! Picking on the weak with your age—how very capable of you!"

The enraged Dean of Students immediately vented his anger on the Grade 5 Class 1 students.

After leaving the Dean of Students' Office, Wu Zhangkong released Xu Mengqing and Tang Wulin's hands and walked ahead by himself.

Looking at his straight back, Tang Wulin quickly caught up to him. "Teacher, thank you."

Wu Zhangkong said flatly, "There's nothing to thank me for, and you didn't do anything wrong. No one is allowed to delay my class."

Xie Xie also hurried over, his face filled with a rare smile. "Teacher Wu, you were so cool just now! I'm convinced."

"Even if you train us to death tonight, I definitely won't complain."

Wu Zhangkong said faintly, "Remember what you said."

Xu Mengqing looked at the supremely confident Xie Xie, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Still, today had made him realize a very serious problem. Blue Silver Grass was afraid of fire. That was a fatal weakness.

He wished more than ever that he could soak in the Ice-Fire Mandarin Duck Hotpot too! Then he would be immune to both ice and fire!

Before long, Xie Xie began regretting what he had said to Wu Zhangkong.

Wu Zhangkong was absolutely a teacher who kept his word. He had promised physical training yesterday, and today, he began putting it into practice.

The foundation of physical training was running.

The track at Eastsea Academy's Intermediate Division was a full eight hundred meters per lap, and Wu Zhangkong assigned them ten laps. Apparently, that was only the warm-up.

When they heard the number ten, the students said nothing aloud, but inwardly they were filled with resentment.

Ten laps added up to eight kilometers!

But when they saw Wu Zhangkong take out three twenty-pound Iron Vests made of thick chains and put them on Xu Mengqing, Tang Wulin, and Xie Xie, they could not say a word. They even felt somewhat fortunate.

If it had been yesterday, with Xie Xie's temperament, he definitely would have fought back. But today, he had no choice.

He might have been proud, but he would always do his best to fulfill whatever he said.

Besides, after what had happened that morning, he greatly admired Wu Zhangkong.

Xu Mengqing and Tang Wulin were even less likely to object. Both already had strong bodies, and both were hardworking by nature. They had no complaints about this arrangement whatsoever.

What was more, after returning, Xu Mengqing could draw out some life force to repair himself. That feeling~

It was simply amazing~

So refreshing~