While the meeting was underway, Tang San suddenly sensed a trace of the Goddess of Life's divine power.
If it was not coming from here, it could only be coming from the Douluo Continent.
At the thought of those two lingering traces of God King aura, Tang San decided not to send out his divine sense just yet...
"Sea God, what are you playing at? What has been wrong with you lately?"
The God of Destruction looked in displeasure at Tang San, who was staring blankly at the Goddess of Life. Keep staring, you bastard, and I'll gouge your eyes out!
Besides, during recent meetings, the Sea God had been probing at who knew what while also compromising on his plans. Just what tricks was he up to?
The God of Destruction's rebuke snapped Tang San out of his thoughts. He looked at Destruction with disdain and said blandly, "Nothing."
I've figured it all out! He had the Goddess of Life release her divine power down there to lure me into sending my divine sense down to investigate, then catch me red-handed.
Hmph, good thing I've always been cautious and didn't take the bait. Judging by the God of Destruction's reaction, he must be getting anxious because his plan failed.
He, Tang San, was a man of great wisdom!
No matter what happened on the Douluo Continent now, he would never send his divine sense down to investigate. He would let the God of Destruction see who could win this game!
Tang San was now utterly absorbed in his confrontation with the God of Destruction (thin air).
Only when Wang Dong finished her final lap did the narrow-eyed Zhou Yi give a slight nod of satisfaction.
Wang Dong braced her hands on her knees, panting heavily as she looked around, and spotted Huo Yuhao smiling with curved eyes and waving to her.
Wang Dong froze, both surprised and angry. It was bad enough that this guy did not have to run punishment laps, but he was actually standing there leisurely enjoying the show!
Yet, for some reason, the strange way her stamina had inexplicably recovered earlier overlapped with Huo Yuhao's figure.
"All right, Tai Long, Tang Dao... you can pack your bags and get lost!"
Among so many students, there were always a few who cut corners, so Zhou Yi thoughtfully presented them with her expulsion gift package.
The students whose names the King of Hell had called were ashamed and furious, unwilling to accept Zhou Yi's punishment. After throwing out a few threats, they all headed straight to the academic affairs office to complain.
"You have fifteen minutes. Go back to your dorms and change, then return to the classroom for class!"
With that, Zhou Yi headed straight toward the teaching building without looking back.
"Damn, why does this old hag have so many rules?"
Seeing everyone around her run toward the dorms as though they had been successfully tamed, Wang Dong glanced at Huo Yuhao in the distance, and questions instantly flooded her mind.
Wait, why isn't he in class?
But I said yesterday that I wouldn't talk to him... whatever, yesterday was yesterday.
Wang Dong bit her lower lip, strode up to Huo Yuhao, and raised an eyebrow. "What's going on? Why aren't you in class right now?"
Huo Yuhao flashed the badge in his hand, the corners of his lips lifting. "I've already transferred into the Soul Tool Experimental Class. And our homeroom teacher is the dean of the Soul Tool Department. He's pretty nice."
Wang Dong froze, somewhat astonished.
Could Huo Yuhao really be a genius?
But that doesn't make sense either. Then how is he better than me at close combat too?
"Tell me, what's your soul power level?"
"24."
Only three levels higher than me?
"Seriously, with talent that good, why go research soul tools instead of cultivating your martial soul?"
Wang Dong muttered, then, seeing that she was running out of time, could only hastily add, "I'll talk to you back at the dorm tonight."
With that, she wasted no more time and immediately ran toward the dorms.
"Today, we'll be discussing the offense and defense system between soul masters."
"Wang Dong, you answer. Among the different types of soul masters, which are better at attacking, and which should lean more toward defense and support?"
Wang Dong gave a cold snort. This question could not have been simpler for her. She stood and answered without hesitation, "Naturally, the assault, agility attack, and control types lean more toward attacking, while the support, food, and defense types lean more toward defense and support."
"That's an idiot's answer! Sit down!"
Huh? Seriously?
Wang Dong's face instantly flushed with shame. She was actually an idiot?
"...So, unless soul tools one day develop to the point where they can completely replace your bodies, physical training and soul ring selection will remain the focus of your future cultivation."
"Over the next three months, I'll put you through special physical conditioning. Whoever you are, whatever your background, however talented you may be, if you can't pass my assessment after three months, get lost."
"That's all for this morning's class. I suggest you eat well at lunch. Physical conditioning begins this afternoon."
The moment Wang Dong heard that, her world came crashing down. She had disliked training ever since she was little. Wouldn't this amount of training be the death of her? No, no, I must find another way.
Hehe, I have to survive.
Wang Dong left the classroom surrounded by a crowd of girls and found Huo Yuhao leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets and expression relaxed, as though he was waiting for someone in particular.
Trying that hard to look cool?
She paused, then walked up and folded her arms. "What is it? Did you come here just to wait for yours truly?"
"Yeah."
Wang Dong's face instantly flamed red, and she stammered, "Y-y-you, how could you just say it outright?"
That's not how it goes in novels! You're supposed to blush and deny it first, then I keep pressing you, and only then do you admit it shyly!
Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong in puzzlement. "Why can't I say that? Aren't we roommates?"
"Well, that's true-"
Wang Dong's swagger instantly dwindled, but her ears were still burning.
Nearby, the hushed conversation of several male students drifted over, reaching both of them clearly.
"Hey, look. That must be Wang Dong's roommate. He looks like he's on par with Wang Dong."
"Yeah, it's actually a good thing those two are together. That's two fewer rivals all at once."
"..."
Scattered murmurs kept rising around them. Wang Dong's ears had turned completely red, and she could no longer bear to listen.
Flustered, she reached out and grabbed Huo Yuhao's wrist. "Come on, come on, hurry back to the dorm with me."
Her steps were quick and urgent. Caught off guard, Huo Yuhao was pulled a step forward, but he did not resist, obediently following her pull as they ran off together.
In the crowd, a petite girl with deep dark green hair watched the two of them until they disappeared from sight.
Had Huo Yuhao looked closely, he would have recognized her as Xiao Xiao from back then.
Xiao Xiao was puzzled too. After coming to Shrek, she had wandered all over the place, yet had never found the boy from back then.
So we weren't fated to meet...
When classes were assigned today, she had noticed Wang Dong, the most dazzling and beautiful person in her class, and could not help stealing a few looks.
Xiao Xiao, oh, Xiao Xiao, you're such a deeply sinful woman... but Wang Dong really is good-looking.
Just after class today, she had intended to take another look at Wang Dong, only to discover the two of them flirting. Combined with what those people were saying-
My love has been folded over and discounted twice. Sob, sob, sob...
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