Chapter 12 Zhou Yi, are you a dog?
After quickly recalling the characteristics recorded on the student list, Zhou Yi accurately called out Xiao Xiao's name.

"Xiao Xiao, huh? What do you think of my teaching?"

"Teacher Zhou, even if you want us to run, you should at least measure our average ability, right?"

Wang Dong'er was standing next to them, so Xiao Xiao felt a little more confident and bravely started to argue.

"Among our students, there are boys and girls, combat spirit masters, weapon spirit masters, and some may even be auxiliary or food spirit masters. Some may also have poor innate constitutions. Shouldn't you take these conditions into consideration?"

"I consider these conditions, but will they be considered on the battlefield?"

"Are you training students just to provide high-quality cannon fodder for the battlefield? Do all students who graduate from Shrek Academy have to go to the battlefield?"

Zhou Yi really wanted to say "What else?", but she suddenly came to her senses.

Shrek Academy cannot have such a handle that can be used by others to catch it.

The students’ destination after graduation is their own business, but the academy must not force them to “shine” on the battlefield.

"I..." Zhou Yi hesitated for a long time, and finally resorted to his most common tactic: "If you talk back to me again, you'll get out of this academy!"

"Ha..." Wang Dong'er couldn't hold it in any longer.

If Yan Shaozhe and his people knew that a person with twin martial souls was expelled from the academy, they would probably punish Zhou Yi.

Ultimate martial spirits and twin martial spirits are extremely rare at any time during the past ten thousand years. Which force or academy that snatched such a genius would not treat him as a treasure?

Of course, Zhou Yi didn’t know that Xiao Xiao had twin martial spirits, but this only showed Zhou Yi’s shortsightedness and arrogance.

She was unwilling to lower herself, and stubbornly used her so-called "correct teaching" to push everyone to their limits, squeezing the students' bodies and making their hearts constantly burst with pressure. The final solution was to have a healing spirit master heal the external scars.

When Wang Dong'er laughed, Zhou Yi immediately shifted his firepower.

"What are you laughing at? Don't think I really don't dare to fire you."

"I don't want to discuss this topic any further." Wang Dong'er crossed her arms and looked directly at Zhou Yi. "I've said it before. After all, those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocre, right? Teacher Zhou, who dared to attack the students?"

Zhou Yi's face suddenly turned blue and red, and she could almost open a dyeing factory.

Wang Donger took a casual look and finally pointed at Huo Yuhao. Among the entire class, only Huo Yuhao could serve as an example.

"Zhou Yi, what do you think is different about him?"

"Him?" Zhou Yi looked at Huo Yuhao, recalling similar characteristics in the student files, and spoke simultaneously: "Huo Yuhao, eleven years old, soul power... level eleven."

This was the Tang Sect's specially invited student recommended by Beibei and Tang Ya. Zhou Yi felt from the bottom of her heart that the fact that a piece of trash like Huo Yuhao, who only had level 11 soul power, could enter Shrek Academy was simply a bad apple that spoiled the whole barrel.

"What else?" Wang Dong'er continued to ask.

When the other students heard Zhou Yi say that Huo Yuhao only had level eleven soul power, they all whispered to each other, feeling a little unbelievable.

The admission requirement for Shrek Academy is clearly a spirit power level of fifteen or above, so how did someone with a spirit power level of eleven get in?

Lian Xiaoxiao looked at Huo Yuhao curiously.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao was also a little confused, wondering why Wang Donger suddenly mentioned him.

"What else could be different?" Zhou Yi frowned. She couldn't figure out what was so special about Huo Yuhao. He just looked thinner than his peers and seemed a little malnourished.

But how could a soul master be malnourished?
"You noticed, but you didn't take the information seriously." Wang Dong'er's voice was steady and powerful. "His physique is clearly inferior to others. Even some girls can easily outshine him."

Huo Yuhao wanted to say that he was not that weak, at least not to the point where he could not even compare to a girl, but when he noticed Zhou Yi's wandering eyes, he suddenly fell silent again.

"Let him run a hundred laps now. He'll die right there and then. If you don't believe me, go and test his body carefully."

Wang Dong'er was right in saying this.

If Huo Yuhao was not as lucky as in the original novel, and could break the limit even when running, the result of his persistence would be death on the spot.

Perhaps the sleeping Alex had some way to keep Huo Yuhao alive, but that was all.

Zhou Yi took a big step forward, not believing in evil, and placed her hand on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, while a stream of soul power penetrated into Huo Yuhao's body.

In just a moment, her face was filled with shock.

She…had never seen anyone in such a bad state of health.

So, Wang Dong'er was right and she was wrong.

"Your teaching philosophy is nothing but a pile of garbage, condensed from your arrogance and pride. I had no interest in criticizing you, but I didn't expect you to come up to me and ask for trouble."

"Are you the only one in the entire soul master world who knows the importance of improving physical fitness? If extreme running is so effective, after ten thousand years, would you still need it as a secret technique?"

After hearing Wang Dong'er's last words, everyone suddenly understood the key to the matter.

Yes, it’s just running. If running really has such a good effect, why would the soul master world need any training equipment? Everyone would have started running a long time ago, so how could Zhou Yi have the chance to teach?
Things have come to this point, so Wang Dong'er simply tells the whole story.

"Zhou Yi, I heard that the admission rate of your students is 100%?"

After hearing this question, Zhou Yi immediately regained her confidence.

Yes, her admission rate is 100%. If her teaching philosophy is really rubbish, how could she have such a high admission rate?
"Hmph." Zhou Yi snorted coldly.

"I've heard a bit about your affairs over the past couple of days. Those who don't suit your tastes are expelled, those who raise opinions are expelled, those with weak cultivation are expelled, and those who can't pass your so-called assessments are expelled. Over time, the only ones left are the elites of the elite, tamed by you."

"In that case, maybe even having a dog as the homeroom teacher could maintain a 100% admission rate. Zhou Yi, are you a dog?"

"Pfft——" Someone laughed out loud and quickly covered his mouth.

Wang Dong'er didn't understand. Logically speaking, after suffering a loss, one should lie down and lick his wounds first.

But Zhou Yi did the opposite and kept coming forward to hand her the knife.

It’s a pity that no task was triggered this time, otherwise I might have received a few more Xuanshui Pills.

Not far away, Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun stood on a high platform, looking down at the people in Shrek Square.

"Wei Lun, what do you think?" Yan Shaozhe stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep.

"Uh, well, I... I think this student has a point, but she's talking back to the teacher and showing no respect at all, which isn't a good idea."

"I said, as long as they are the monsters the academy wants, then it doesn't matter if their personalities are a little weird." Yan Shaozhe smiled, "Under the glory of the Sea God, they will definitely understand the spirit of Shrek Academy."

(End of this chapter)

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