Two days later.
Early morning.
Freshman Class 1 classroom.
Lin Yaoyang and Wang Dong walked into the classroom one after another.
More than half of the students were already seated in the classroom.
Seeing the two enter, many gazes instantly turned to them.
After seeing their appearances clearly, many female students’ eyes lit up.
Lin Yaoyang was wearing a white school uniform, with short orange-red hair and bangs falling over his forehead, just covering a bit of his brow bone, making him look sunny and handsome.
At 1.8 meters tall, he was considered tall among his peers, and he walked with a brisk, agile stride.
His whole person exuded a masculine aura that made people feel very comfortable.
Behind him, Wang Dong, though also in a white school uniform, wore it with a different flair.
Her pink-blue short hair was exceptionally striking, her skin was overly fair, and her features were so exquisite they seemed unreal.
However, her chin was slightly raised, giving her an arrogant look that made her seem unapproachable.
The two had different temperaments, but both were exceptionally good-looking.
Lin Yaoyang scanned the classroom, his gaze pausing at a window seat in the back row, then he walked straight over and sat down.
Wang Dong followed closely, sitting beside him without hesitation.
Lin Yaoyang glanced at her, saying nothing.
His gaze passed over the heads of several people in the front row and landed on a thin boy in the second row near the aisle.
Black short hair, delicate features, a somewhat pale complexion, he sat there quietly, like an inconspicuous little animal.
Huo Yuhao.
Lin Yaoyang withdrew his gaze, his lips moving slightly.
Just then, he noticed a girl in the front rows turning back to look at him several times.
The girl looked very petite, with twin ponytails, not exceptionally beautiful, but delicate and quite pleasant to look at.
Her gaze sneaked over, then quickly retracted, like a curious little rabbit peeking out.
When she turned back again, Lin Yaoyang gave her a slight smile.
The girl’s face instantly flushed red, and she quickly turned her head away, her ear tips burning pink.
She had been discovered…
She buried her head low, wishing she could burrow into the desk.
Wang Dong saw this scene from the side, her mouth twitched, and she mumbled something.
Lin Yaoyang ignored her.
…
“Ding-a-ling-ling—”
The class bell rang.
A person walked into the classroom entrance.
It was an old woman, with wrinkled skin and white hair coiled on top of her head, wearing a white robe, of medium height.
She looked at least sixty or seventy years old, but her eyes were exceptionally bright, with a sharp gleam in her black pupils, as if she could see through everyone.
The somewhat chaotic classroom instantly fell silent.
Everyone’s gaze focused on the podium.
The old woman stood behind the podium, her gaze calmly sweeping from left to right.
Everyone felt as if they were being watched, as if their thoughts were completely exposed before her.
“My name is Zhou Yi, and I am your homeroom Teacher.”
Her voice was an unpleasant rasp, like a broken gong, particularly jarring in the quiet classroom.
“I’m not sure how many of you will make it through the next year with me.
But I want to tell you, in my class, no trash will pass the assessment.
I cultivate monsters, not idiots.”
The classroom was silent.
No one dared to speak.
Zhou Yi’s gaze swept around the classroom, then she suddenly said something that surprised everyone.
“Those who have fought since registration these past few days, stand up.”
The whole class was stunned.
These students had just been admitted; who would fight in the academy for no reason?
And even if they did, who would admit it?
Wang Dong poked Lin Yaoyang with her elbow, her beautiful big eyes blinking, the meaning clear: to stand or not to stand?
Lin Yaoyang shrugged.
Take responsibility for one’s actions.
He stood up.
Seeing this, Wang Dong also stood up.
Out of a hundred students in the class, only the two of them stood up.
Instantly, they stood out like cranes among chickens, becoming the focus of the entire class’s attention.
“Only two?” Teacher Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over the two, a smile of unknown meaning appearing at the corner of her mouth.
Then she turned to the others, her tone suddenly turning cold: “What a bunch of good-for-nothings.
Don’t you know the saying, ‘He who dares not cause trouble is a mediocrity’?
Everyone else, except for these two, get out and run a hundred laps around Shrek Plaza.
Anyone who doesn’t finish will be expelled immediately.”
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire class erupted in an uproar.
It was only the first day of school, classes hadn’t even started, and they were being punished for not fighting?
Who could accept that?
Immediately, a boy sitting in the front row stood up, his face flushed red: “Teacher, I refuse to accept this!
Why should we be punished for not fighting?”
Teacher Zhou Yi glanced at him indifferently, her tone as calm as if stating a perfectly normal fact: “Because I said so.
If you don’t accept it, you can get out.
As the homeroom Teacher, I have the power to expel any student.
I’ll give you one minute.
If I don’t see you running around Shrek Plaza within one minute, you will all be expelled.”
The boy’s face turned from red to white, his lips trembled a few times, but in the end, he dared not say anything more.
Teacher Zhou Yi then looked at Lin Yaoyang and Wang Dong, seemingly very satisfied with their
“You two…”
“Teacher Zhou.”
Lin Yaoyang spoke.
His voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the empty classroom.
Teacher Zhou Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at him.
Lin Yaoyang met her gaze and said, “You’re only half right.”
Teacher Zhou Yi’s eyes narrowed.
“Shrek’s motto is to only accept monsters, not ordinary people, not just troublemaking ruffians.”
“You’re making those who didn’t fight run laps; are you encouraging us to bully the weak?
How is that different from an Evil Soul Master?”
The classroom was silent for a moment.
Wang Dong’s eyes widened, looking at Lin Yaoyang in disbelief.
What was he saying?
Was he talking back to the homeroom Teacher?
Teacher Zhou Yi clearly hadn’t expected anyone to dare speak to her like that.
In all her years of teaching, no freshman had ever dared to contradict her to her face.
She was stunned for a moment, then her face darkened.
“Are you questioning my teaching methods?!”
As soon as her voice fell, a terrifying aura surged from her!
The powerful Soul Power fluctuations made Lin Yaoyang and Wang Dong feel as if they couldn’t breathe.
Rings of spirit ring rose from beneath Teacher Zhou Yi’s feet.
Two yellow, two purple, two black.
A six-ring Spirit Emperor!
The two ten-thousand-year spirit rings emitted a heart-pounding pressure, and the air in the entire classroom seemed to solidify.
It was no exaggeration to say that if she wanted to deal with these two young students in front of her, it would be as easy as turning her hand.
Wang Dong’s face changed.
She subconsciously leaned closer to Lin Yaoyang.
But Lin Yaoyang’s expression didn’t change at all.
He stood his ground, facing the Spirit Emperor-level pressure, and sneered: “A six-ring Spirit Emperor?
Indeed, Shrek’s rules have always been decided by the strong.”
His voice was neither high nor low, every word clear and distinct.
“You’re using Soul Power to oppress us freshmen, how is that different from the ‘mediocrities’ you speak of, or those Evil Soul Masters outside?
You’re just bullying people by relying on your strength.”
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