Defying Zhou Yi in Anger

"I refuse to accept this!"

After enduring oppression for so long, someone had finally stood up to resist.

"Yeah! It was the one surnamed Wang who fought. Why should we be punished too?"

Though the others did not dare speak, their eyes were filled with protest.

"Don't accept it? Then get out!"

Zhou Yi took a step forward. Her aura surged as six Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—lit up beneath her feet. The domineering presence exclusive to a Soul Emperor was fully unleashed.

Everyone's faces turned pale. Their momentum instantly wilted, and no one dared protest again.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly. As a dignified Soul Emperor, could she not handle a bunch of little brats?

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

The new students were terrified and rushed out of the classroom. No one dared defy the teaching arrangements anymore.

Only Wang Xiao, Wang Dong'er, and Huo Yuhao remained in the spacious classroom.

Zhou Yi's expression remained blank, but her tone softened considerably. "Tell me, why did you fight?"

"We're friends. We were just sparring with each other," Wang Xiao spoke before the other two could.

"Oh? You're still friends? It's good for friends to fight. Only through competition can you improve."

Zhou Yi abruptly changed her tone. "But I don't like my students fighting each other. Now, you three will go run laps too. If you don't finish one hundred laps, you'll be expelled as well."

"Teacher, didn't you just say we had fighting spirit?" Wang Dong'er protested.

Zhou Yi put on a stern expression. "But I never said you didn't have to run. If the dismissal bell rings and you still haven't finished, you'll be expelled all the same!"

She always wore a sour expression, as though everyone owed her a million, leaving no room for negotiation.

Wang Dong'er was so angry she laughed. "Then aren't you just wasting our time?"

"Enough. Say no more."

Before Wang Dong'er could finish, Huo Yuhao pulled her toward the door.

After taking a few steps, they still did not see Wang Xiao following. They turned back in confusion and discovered that he was still standing where he had been, not having moved at all.

"Brother Wang, don't make trouble," Huo Yuhao said worriedly. Afraid that Wang Xiao was acting on impulse, he hurried back and tried to pull him away.

But Wang Xiao had already spoken. "Teacher Zhou, I can run laps, but forgive my bluntness—your teaching method is worse than a year-old ready-made product!"

"You use running laps to expel students. In my view, that's utterly foolish. Soul Masters cultivate through their Martial Souls, not by running laps. Do you realize that your actions are depriving outstanding people of the chance to attend school?"

Wang Dong'er was dumbfounded, utterly shocked by Wang Xiao's actions.

She desperately wanted to ask, Soul Master Wang, how do you dare? You aren't even a Titled Douluo yet!

He actually dared to defy that old hag. Wasn't he afraid of being crushed on the spot?

"Oh? Are you questioning my teaching philosophy?"

Zhou Yi's gaze turned icy. After teaching for so many years, no one had ever dared defy her.

This brat before her not only dared to talk back, but even dared to call her teaching method garbage to her face.

Wang Xiao showed no fear and continued, "It's not quite questioning. As a student, I have the right to raise concerns."

"As a teacher, you can treat students equally, but Martial Souls cannot be treated equally. If all Martial Souls were the same, then why distinguish between assault, agility, and support types?"

"Besides, Beast Martial Souls naturally have stronger physical constitutions than Weapon Martial Souls and Plant Martial Souls. Does failing to finish the laps mean those people are trash?"

Huo Yuhao tugged frantically at him, but Wang Xiao continued speaking.

"You say you won't teach trash, yet all you do is make people run laps. You might as well recruit a group of Beast Martial Soul students, since according to your teaching philosophy, anyone who can finish the laps is a genius."

After hearing his repeated challenges, Zhou Yi was so angry that she laughed.

"Good, very good. I haven't seen such an arrogant student in a long time. Wang Xiao, was it? Do you believe I can expel you immediately?"

Her expression was extremely ugly. Never before had anyone dared challenge her authority.

"So what if I do? Is there anything wrong with what I said? Other than expelling people, what else can you do?" Wang Xiao retorted.

"Like I said, I can easily finish one hundred laps, but what help would that be to my Martial Soul? Stamina is indeed important, but I've never seen a teacher who only teaches running and doesn't teach Martial Soul knowledge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yi's face darkened in an instant.

"Good. Very good!"

She suppressed her rage until even her voice became hoarse.

"Since you have such fighting spirit and such ability, then all three of you will run two hundred laps! If you can't finish, you'll be expelled immediately. I want to see whether your body is as impressive as your mouth!"

At those words, Huo Yuhao's face went pale. He could not even complete one hundred laps; how could he possibly finish two hundred?

It's over. He was terrified, his heart filled with despair.

The hard-won opportunity to enroll was about to be lost.

Huo Yuhao was filled with regret. Why had he failed to stop Wang Xiao?

"Look what you've done," Wang Dong'er said resentfully as she looked at Wang Xiao.

She seriously suspected this guy was an ox. Otherwise, why was he so reckless? What village had he crawled out of?

Seeing Wang Xiao fall silent, Zhou Yi assumed he was afraid. She could not help but sneer disdainfully. In the end, he was just an ignorant little brat who did not know his limits.

"What? You know fear now? Too bad it's too late!"

Zhou Yi sneered. "I'll give you twice the time. If you can't finish two hundred laps, pack your things and get out!"

"What if I finish them?"

"What?" Zhou Yi was slightly taken aback.

Wang Xiao raised his eyes and looked at her calmly. "If I finish, then what will you do?"

"You want to set conditions?" The wrinkles on Zhou Yi's face deepened. She had not expected him to push his luck.

Wang Xiao found it amusing. "If I lose, I get expelled. But if I win, you take no risk at all. So you get all the benefits, huh?"

"Heh. You're the first person who has dared negotiate terms with me."

Zhou Yi smiled disdainfully. "You have some clever little tricks, but I agree. If you can finish two hundred laps, I, Zhou Yi, will voluntarily resign from my teaching position in the Outer Court!"

She had already seen through Wang Xiao's scheme, but she did not care in the slightest. She could not possibly lose. Even a Beast Martial Soul with exceptional stamina would be at its limit after one hundred laps.

"No need."

Wang Xiao stated the condition he had prepared long ago. "If you lose, just let me leave Class One and arrange for me to enter another class."

Zhou Yi froze, feeling even more contemptuous. She had thought he would propose some earth-shattering condition. So this was all the ambition he had? She had overestimated the brat.

Wang Xiao understood perfectly well that Zhou Yi had a special status. Her husband, Fan Yu, was the vice dean of the Soul Tool Department. The academy would never allow her to resign from her teaching position.

When the time came, they would simply turn a major matter into a minor one and a minor matter into nothing. There would be no benefit for him at all.

Wang Xiao did not believe in any oath sworn upon one's Martial Soul. This was not some cultivation world. Even if such an oath truly worked, breaking it would at most bring a little backlash.

"I have one more condition."

"Speak." Zhou Yi did not even raise her eyelids.

"This is my personal matter. Huo Yuhao is innocent. His body is too weak; he shouldn't have to run two hundred laps as well," Wang Xiao said.

Zhou Yi's expression did not change. "Granted."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhou." Huo Yuhao was deeply grateful.