A Late Class Transfer, New Class Nine

"You, you..."

Zhou Yi sat on the floor, still not recovered from the terror she had just experienced.

Behind Ling Feng, Li Goudan had also been scared into falling over long ago, though thankfully, he had not wet himself.

"You little bastard, you were playing me?!"

Only then did Zhou Yi realize.

What Ling Feng had released was indeed the aura of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, but his actual strength was only at two rings.

An aura was something that could only bluff people.

If one could truly defeat enemies with aura alone, then at the very least, no Soul Master below nine rings—or even level ninety-five—would have been a match for Ling Feng.

Having realized this, Zhou Yi's face alternated between green and red.

She had actually been toyed with like this by a freshman...

"Clever trick. At least, I have no idea how you managed to do this, but your true strength seems to be only two rings?"

Zhou Yi looked at the two soul rings around Ling Feng—one yellow and one purple.

Though she could still sense the aura of an unknown hundred-thousand-year ferocious beast from him, now that she was mentally prepared, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion's aura exerted far less pressure on her.

"Only two rings. Even if your second soul ring is a thousand-year one, you're still only a two-ring Soul Master. What, do you think you can turn the heavens upside down?"

"You can come try."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow indifferently.

He knew he was no match for Zhou Yi.

But with the advantage of his twin martial souls, Ling Feng could absolutely hold Zhou Yi off for a while.

Having caused such a commotion, he did not believe Shrek Academy's teachers had failed to notice anything.

"Trying to bluff me?"

Zhou Yi glanced at Li Goudan beside her.

Fortunately, there was only this one student here right now. Otherwise, she would have lost all face!

"Neither of these two can be allowed to stay... Otherwise, what will happen to my authority in class?"

Though Zhou Yi thought this, she did not attack Ling Feng.

It was not because she respected the old or cared for the young, or anything of the sort. She was simply afraid that Ling Feng still had some strange trick up his sleeve.

Being fooled once was enough. Falling for it again would just make her look too stupid.

Just as the two fell into an odd standoff, a figure suddenly rushed into the classroom.

"What's going on?!"

Du Weilun wore a stern expression. Seeing Ling Feng with his martial soul unleashed, he too was startled by the aura around him, surprise appearing on his face.

But he quickly realized something was wrong, and his gaze fell on Zhou Yi, who had likewise released her martial soul.

"Teacher Zhou, what is going on?"

Du Weilun's face darkened. Before class had started, he had clearly already discussed this with Zhou Yi.

"Nothing much. This student refuses to listen to me. Class One doesn't want him."

Seeing Du Weilun enter, Zhou Yi finally relaxed and announced Ling Feng's expulsion.

Ling Feng said nothing in response. He merely raised an eyebrow and looked toward Du Weilun.

Du Weilun did not need to exchange looks with Ling Feng at all. With an angry expression, he pointed at Zhou Yi and said, "Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi, can't you give me a break?"

"This student is absolutely a fine prospect. I placed him in your class so you could nurture him properly. Getting him a core disciple spot won't be a problem."

"That would count as me doing you a favor, and it would also count toward your performance evaluation for becoming a senior teacher. Later, I'll speak to Fan Yu... Ahem, I mean, it'll benefit you, him, and the academy."

"But you had to go and make this mess..."

Zhou Yi looked completely unconcerned.

"This is how I teach. If I don't get evaluated as a senior teacher, so be it."

"Either you make me leave too, or..."

Zhou Yi's gaze shifted to Ling Feng.

"Make him leave!"

"Make him leave?" Du Weilun sneered. "I can't do that."

Zhou Yi looked at Du Weilun, and a slight change finally appeared on her expressionless face.

Whenever she had made a fuss like this in the past, Du Weilun would always smooth things over for Fan Yu's sake. This was the first time he had directly gone against her like this.

Du Weilun did not waste words with Zhou Yi. He directly took out a file from his storage soul tool.

"Just this morning, Dean Yan personally came to see me and specially approved Ling Feng as a core disciple of the outer academy!"

Du Weilun slapped the file onto the lectern.

"If you want to expel him, go talk to Dean Yan yourself!"

When she heard that the file had been approved by Yan Shaozhe, Zhou Yi's face filled with disbelief.

She hurriedly opened the file and examined it carefully. Once she confirmed that Yan Shaozhe had personally stamped it, her expression turned as ugly as if she had swallowed a fly.

If it had been Du Weilun who approved Ling Feng as a core disciple, Zhou Yi could still have forced herself to negotiate.

After all, Fan Yu's position was not that far below Du Weilun's.

But if it had been personally approved by Yan Shaozhe, Zhou Yi had no way around it.

Yan Shaozhe was on the same level as Xian Lin'er, the dean of the Soul Guidance Department!

Fan Yu was only a core teacher.

"Then transfer him out of our class."

At this point, other than stubbornly holding her ground, Zhou Yi had no other choice.

"I'd like to see what kind of results this brat can achieve in the freshman assessment three months from now!"

It was rare to see Zhou Yi come out on the losing end, and Du Weilun was in an excellent mood.

Walking over to Ling Feng, Du Weilun lightly patted him on the shoulder.

"You heard it just now. The academy has officially appointed you as a core disciple of the Outer Court."

"So you don't need to worry about anything. Just focus on cultivating."

"I'll find you another class that suits you."

Ling Feng said nothing. After glancing at Zhou Yi, he followed Du Weilun out of the classroom.

"Hmph, I refuse to believe Class One can't find a few students capable of suppressing you!"

Zhou Yi cursed inwardly. Then she suddenly noticed that Li Goudan was still standing there and snapped angrily.

"What are you standing around for? Get the hell out there and run!"

Watching Li Goudan's retreating figure, Zhou Yi's expression grew increasingly sinister.

Ling Feng had a brief discussion with Du Weilun. In the end, he was transferred to Freshman Class Nine, whose homeroom teacher was Mu Jin.

Mu Jin looked to be only around thirty. Judging by appearances alone, she could definitely be described as young and beautiful.

Unlike Zhou Yi's twisted teaching methods, Mu Jin's approach was gentler and placed greater emphasis on fundamentals.

Her class also had physical training and practical combat lessons, but at least when Du Weilun brought Ling Feng to Class Nine, Mu Jin was not making her students run laps. Instead, she was standing at the lectern explaining basic theoretical knowledge, while also branching into some history related to Shrek Academy.

The conflict with Zhou Yi had not affected Ling Feng's mood at all.

As he listened to Mu Jin's explanation at the front of the room, his attention was quickly drawn in.

Mu Jin's lessons were vivid and engaging, progressing step by step.

When discussing certain martial souls, Mu Jin even brought up identical or similar martial souls from other classes for comparison. She analyzed their strengths and weaknesses, how they should coordinate as teammates, and how they should be handled as opponents.

It had to be said that even Ling Feng could not help but admire her after listening.

When it came to research on martial souls, Shrek Academy truly lived up to its reputation for vast knowledge and experience.

Before they knew it, the topic had shifted to martial soul fusion skills and martial soul combination skills.

"Teacher, what's the difference between those two?"

A student suddenly raised a hand and asked.

Mu Jin smiled faintly, then wrote three large characters on the blackboard.

Yu Xiaogang!