Trickery

"What about me?"

Wang Dong'er pointed at herself.

Only then did she realize she seemed to have been left out.

Zhou Yi swept a cold glance at Wang Dong'er and said, "He only mentioned Huo Yuhao. It naturally has nothing to do with you. You'll run two hundred laps too."

"That's unfair." Wang Dong'er was intensely dissatisfied.

"Oh?" Zhou Yi shot her a sidelong look. "Do you want to be expelled too?"

"Fine, I'll run!"

Wang Dong'er carefully memorized Zhou Yi's appearance, then turned and rushed out of the classroom to meet up with Wang Xiao.

I won't fight you, old hag. Just wait until my First Dad and Second Dad get here—you'll be sorry!

Then she would put a sack over her head and beat her senseless.

Shrek Outer Court

Under the blazing summer sun, all the new students of Class One ran around the plaza beneath the scorching heat.

Wang Dong'er had excellent physical fitness and quickly caught up with Wang Xiao ahead of her.

"Damn Wang Xiao, it's all because you insisted on making that bet. Now I have to run two hundred laps with you."

"This is called seeing true friendship in hardship. A future Titled Douluo acknowledges you as an ally," Wang Xiao said with a hearty laugh.

Wang Dong'er glared at him resentfully and said unhappily, "You make it sound easy. This is two hundred laps, not twenty. We'll definitely be expelled. You have to compensate me!"

"Relax, we can't lose."

"I wouldn't have made the bet without confidence."

Wang Xiao spread open his palm, and a small tree emerged from it. Its trunk was golden, its leaves tender green, and as it swayed, it constantly scattered essence.

"What is this? Such rich life force!"

Wang Dong'er's pert little nose twitched. She gently inhaled a breath, immediately feeling refreshed as all her fatigue vanished.

"Wow, this feels so good. It's like soaking in a medicinal bath."

She loved it so much that she waved her arm and snatched it straight from Wang Xiao's hand.

With this little tree continuously restoring her stamina, she would definitely complete two hundred laps.

Wang Xiao had been watching her reaction the whole time, but it was nowhere near as exaggerated as he had imagined.

"Strange. When Xiaoya held it, either her neck turned red or her body heated up. She was practically in heat."

Could it be because of the Blue Silver Grass?

He had awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, whose bloodline was supreme. Perhaps it had some wondrous amplifying effect on all Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls.

That was why, when Tang Ya absorbed his first soul skill, her comfort and satisfaction had multiplied dozens of times, causing such an intense reaction.

"Hey, damn Wang Xiao, you gave me the golden little tree. What are you going to use?" Wang Dong'er asked worriedly.

Wang Xiao told her not to worry, then took another golden little tree from his clothes. It radiated dense vitality that enveloped his body.

"Although I can only make one a day, each little tree lasts twenty-four hours. I always carry one in advance."

"As expected of you—scheming and crafty. You really are a big bad guy!" Wang Dong'er gave him a thumbs-up.

"Come on, you call me that crude name every day. Don't I have any dignity?"

"Then what should I call you?"

Wang Xiao repeated himself, "I told you, call me Wang Douluo."

Wang Dong'er: "???"

She was speechless. This Old Wang next door had gotten absurdly full of himself.

With the golden little trees supporting them, neither of them held back. There was no need to conserve strength, so they simply sped up and ran the whole distance in one go.

The two let loose, more than doubling their speed. While the other new students had only finished one lap, they were already on their second.

A young man stood in the middle of the path, bracing his hands on his knees as he caught his breath. Wang Xiao accidentally slammed into him from behind, sending him tumbling several times.

It made him curse furiously.

"Fuck, you two must be on drugs! I'm reporting you to Teacher Zhou!"

The two ran faster and faster, like gusts of wind blowing past everyone's eyes.

The crowd stared in shock, their mouths hanging open. Were they bulls? They were running so fast without getting tired at all—were they fucking cheating?

"Two young hotheads. Chasing a moment of glory—at this pace, you won't even finish a hundred laps." Zhou Yi shook her head and laughed.

Earlier, she had actually felt a faint sense of unease. Looking back, it seemed ridiculous.

However, as time passed, Zhou Yi gradually found herself unable to laugh.

Not only had Wang Xiao not slowed down, he was accelerating. Before anyone noticed, he had already completed thirty laps.

Then came fifty laps, eighty laps, one hundred laps...

"You freak!"

"Was the information wrong? Is this kid really a One-Ring Soul Master?" Everyone was stunned.

It was not that running a hundred laps was difficult. Aside from Huo Yuhao, everyone present could finish them.

Wang Xiao had completed a hundred laps at a fast pace with barely any reduction in speed. That was the terrifying part.

The new students sitting nearby unconsciously recalled Wang Xiao's declaration that he aimed to become a Titled Douluo.

Now, it seemed that he was not merely boasting. He had some potential.

"Hey, can anyone explain this? Didn't he already run a hundred laps? Why is he still running?"

"Jiahao, this kid must be trying to show off!"

No one knew about Wang Xiao's bet with Zhou Yi. They only assumed he was flaunting himself.

As time passed, most people finished their hundred laps and stopped at the finish line, wanting to see just how long Wang Xiao and Wang Dong'er would keep running.

Someone counted, "One hundred and thirty laps... one hundred and sixty laps... one hundred and ninety laps!"

"Damn, they still aren't stopping? Do these two have a masochistic streak?"

At that moment, everyone was completely convinced. No matter what their Soul Power was like, their physical fitness alone far surpassed everyone else's.

Some new students muttered to themselves, "Could this Wang guy really have the potential to become a Titled Douluo?"

"Though this Wang guy is a bit arrogant, his words do make sense."

Quite a few people were already secretly considering what gifts to give. Befriending a future Titled Douluo would be worth it!

At that moment, no one looked worse than Zhou Yi.

Watching Wang Xiao run another five laps, she finally panicked completely.

A dignified Soul Emperor losing to a mere brat—if word got out, who knew how many people would laugh at her? How could she continue teaching with any face left!

Those students she had expelled in the past would definitely be the first to seize on it, spreading rumors and wishing for her reputation to be ruined immediately.

She had always disciplined students through severity, obedience to orders, and expulsion. If this matter spread, what authority would she have left? More students would only defy her.

Zhou Yi could not accept having her authority violated. In ten years of teaching, she had always been the one lecturing students, but today, she was about to be taught a lesson by one.

"Damn it, I can't lose!" She gritted her teeth, her expression growing increasingly ugly.

Losing to a student would be the shame of her life. This felt even worse than being violated. She could not tolerate such a thing happening!

Wang Xiao and Wang Dong'er were drenched in sweat, and the little trees in their hands had been completely used up. However, they had already run one hundred and ninety-nine laps. Only three hundred meters remained to the finish line.

Yet the unexpected still happened.

When they reached the final hundred meters, their bodies suddenly stiffened, unable to move.

Boom!

A terrifying Soul Pressure descended from the sky, sending ripples through the air.

The ground cracked and caved in, flinging up great chunks of broken earth.

Pfft!

Wang Xiao and Wang Dong'er were already exhausted. Caught off guard, they had no time to defend themselves. Their bodies were injured, and they spat out blood.

The two were like they were carrying mountains on their backs, unable to straighten up as one knee slammed heavily to the ground.

"Old hag, you can't afford to lose! You're shameless!" Wang Dong'er raged.

Wang Xiao's gaze turned colder than ever. He had never expected Zhou Yi to disregard her dignity and attack them.

At that moment, he realized he had been too idealistic, believing that Shrek did not have so much scheming and deception.

This scene stunned every new student present. They all turned to look at Zhou Yi, whose Martial Soul had appeared.

Why was Teacher Zhou attacking them?

Everyone was full of questions, but sensing the aura of a Soul Emperor, no one dared ask.

"Old hag, you can't afford to lose! Making us run two hundred laps was one thing, but you even launched a sneak attack halfway through. You're truly shameless!" Wang Dong'er could no longer hold it in. Who cared about acting ladylike? She had been driven to curse loudly.

Zhou Yi did not care in the slightest and sneered. "I agreed to let you run two hundred laps, but you are young and reckless. You ran too fast and forgot to listen to the rest."

"Didn't you say you were so capable?"

"Could it be that you cannot even withstand this little Soul Pressure? Then what right do you have to speak of becoming Titled Douluo? Every true powerhouse emerges from desperate circumstances. If you cannot endure this, it only proves that you are mediocre!"