I want to take them to Shrek
Leng Yaozhu was completely baffled; she couldn't understand Bai Yushan's thought process at all.
Shouldn't they be apologizing now?
Why are we getting so hung up on who's the senior sister and who's the senior brother?
Sure enough, this kid deserves a beating!
Seeing that Leng Yaozhu's eyes were strange and her hand was raised again, Bai Yushan immediately had a flash of inspiration and slipped to the side.
However, the level of Limit Douluo was far beyond what Bai Yushan could currently achieve. He had barely moved an inch when he immediately received a sharp rap on the forehead.
A crisp "thud" was heard.
"Old woman! I am your strongest disciple!"
Bai Yushan jumped up, clutching his head, wincing in pain; a large red patch appeared on his forehead.
"Unfilial descendants!" Leng Yaozhu retorted without any politeness, reaching out to strike again.
Bai Yushan quickly covered his head and squatted down, "No, no, no! I was wrong, okay!"
Leng Yaozhu snorted, withdrew her hand, and turned to look at Gu Yue on the sofa.
Gu Yue was still unconscious, lying on her side on the sofa, her long silver hair spread out on the cushions, her face pale, and there were still traces of blood on her lips. Her left arm hung down unnaturally, the fracture in her arm bone had been temporarily stabilized by Leng Yaozhu, but it was still swollen very high.
Leng Yaozhu sat on the edge of the sofa, a faint silver light emanating from her fingertips, which she slowly placed on Gu Yue's arm. The silvery halo flowed, and the broken bones healed at a visible speed. She treated the injury while feeling heartache.
This girl is just too strong-willed. She insisted on holding on even when she couldn't take it anymore. That last seven-colored spear probably drained all her Soul Power.
Bai Yushan squatted down beside her, peeking in and muttering under his breath, "Actually, her last shot was pretty powerful; I almost used my full strength."
Did I ask you?!
Leng Yaozhu glanced at him sideways, her eyes like knives.
Bai Yushan immediately shrank his neck and shut his mouth, remaining silent.
After a while, Gu Yue's arm injury stabilized, and her complexion improved. Leng Yaozhu withdrew her hand, stood up, took a bottle of medicine from the cabinet next to her, pried open Gu Yue's mouth, and fed it to her.
"Is she alright?" Bai Yushan leaned closer and asked.
"He won't die."
Leng Yaozhu said irritably, "But you, you're so rough. A girl shouldn't even know how to be gentle."
Bai Yushan pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "There's no such thing as letting someone win on the field. If I really let her win, she won't be happy." But he didn't dare say this aloud, or he'd get beaten up again.
On the other side, in the dean's office, Yu Zhen stood by the window with his hands behind his back, watching the students in the square below still discussing the competition, his smile never fading.
He's been really smug these past few days.
In the Skysea Alliance Youth Soul Master Tournament, Class Zero of the Eastsea Academy emerged as a force to be reckoned with.
Bai Yushan won the individual championship, Gu Yue won the runner-up, and the three-person team won the runner-up, only losing to the sisters from the Sea-Land Academy who could use Martial Soul Fusion Skill. In the seven-person team competition, although Gu Yue could not participate, Bai Yushan still won the championship with his outstanding individual strength!
This achievement is unique in the hundreds of years of history of the Eastsea Academy.
In previous league competitions, Eastsea Academy was always at the bottom, struggling to even make it to the second round.
This time, they actually took first and second place, beating out all the established academies.
Yu Zhen hasn't had a moment's rest these past few days. Yesterday, he met up with an old friend from the Tianhai Academy to catch up, openly chatting while subtly showing off, making his old friend incredibly envious.
This noon, I had lunch with the team leaders from several other colleges again. During the meal, I subtly praised the students in Class Zero. Their smugness was even more nouveau riche than that of a nouveau riche.
Having finally seen off the guests, Yu Zhen had just returned to his office, intending to have a cup of tea and rest for a while, when he heard a knock on the door.
"Knock knock knock."
"Come in." Yu Zhen cleared his throat, straightened his clothes, and adopted the composed demeanor of a dean.
As soon as the door opened, Yu Zhen Wu Changkong in the doorway, and immediately beamed with joy, rushing over to greet him.
"It's Teacher Wu! Come in, come in!"
Yu Zhen was incredibly enthusiastic, pulling Wu Changkong into the house. "I was just looking for you! Our Class Zero really made a name for themselves in this competition! Bai Yushan, that kid, he was so cool when he fought, it got my heart racing! And Gu Yue, such exquisite elemental manipulation at such a young age, amazing!"
As he spoke, Yu Zhen quickly brewed a pot of his treasured spiritual tea and placed it on the coffee table. "Teacher Wu! You are a great contributor to our academy! Choosing you as our class teacher when we established Class Zero was definitely the best decision I've made in all these years!"
Wu Changkong first nodded to thank Yu Zhen for the tea, picked it up, took a sip, and placed it on the table. His face showed little smile, but rather a hint of solemnity.
"Dean, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."
Yu Zhen had just sat down, taken a sip of hot tea to moisten his throat, and waved his hand dismissively, "Go ahead, go ahead! As long as it's within my power, absolutely no problem. Bonuses? Resources? Or what kind of equipment do you need? Just name it!"
Now that Yu Zhen is in a good mood, everything is negotiable.
Class Zero has given him so much face, what's a little request compared to that?
Wu Changkong pursed his lips, then said seriously, "I don't think these kids in Class Zero are suitable to continue studying at the Eastsea Academy."
Upon hearing this,
The teacup that Yu Zhen had just brought to his lips suddenly stopped in mid-air with a "clatter".
He froze for two seconds, then abruptly put down his teacup, jumped up, and his eyes were practically spitting fire.
"Teacher Wu! What are you saying! Did some old bastard gossip about you?! Damn it! I'll skin him alive!"
Yu Zhen raised his voice several notches, his beard bristling and eyes wide with anger.
It was so hard!
Over the centuries since its founding, Eastsea Academy has finally produced a few promising talents. How come they've been targeted and poached?
Is it Tianhai Academy?
Or is it some other established college?
Several names flashed through Yu Zhen's mind in an instant, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
These guys can't cultivate their own talent, so they try to poach talent from others. Have they no shame?!
Seeing Yu Zhen's eyes practically spitting fire, Wu Changkong felt a pang of guilt. He knew what these children meant to the Eastsea Academy. But he still said earnestly, "It's not anyone else, it's my opinion."
"Huh?" Yu Zhen was taken aback, his anger instantly turning halfway down. "Your opinion? Teacher Wu, what do you mean by this?"
Wu Changkong raised his head, looked at Yu Zhen, and said sincerely, "I want to take them to Shrek."
"Shrek...?"
Yu Zhen froze completely.
These three words seem to possess a magical power.
Which Soul Master hasn't dreamt of stepping into that legendary Soul Master holy land in their youthful dreams?
Which college dean wouldn't want their students to get into Shrek?
But when the matter was actually presented to him, Yu Zhen's first reaction was that he couldn't bear to part with it.
In comparison, Eastsea Academy is like heaven and earth.
He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Saying no? That would jeopardize the child's future.
Is this acceptable? Eastsea Academy has finally produced several exceptionally talented individuals, and they're just leaving like that? Will they go back to being at the bottom of the league again?