Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 41 Zhou Yi, Hibiscus

Su Wen followed Gong Lao to the referee's table.

The teachers in charge of the two classes arrived late. As homeroom teachers, they had to guide their respective classes to enter the Colosseum for trials in an orderly manner.

Due to limited space, only two classes can be accommodated for each second-grade assessment.

But as luck would have it...

The two teachers leading the group, an elderly woman with gray hair, met the gaze of the young and beautiful woman beside her with sharp eyes, their eyes sparking like needles clashing against wheat awns.

Su Wen's expression was strange.

Could it be Zhou Yi and Mu Jin?
Hmm... It seems that's true. Shrek Academy's external affairs teachers don't serve as homeroom teachers consecutively; they usually wait one year between each year. And there's exactly one year between him and this year's class...

"Teacher Zhou Yi, the quality of your class seems to be not very good. Don't end up not keeping a single one after all the selection process." Mu Jin chuckled, her face full of mockery as she looked at Zhou Yi.

"Take care of your class first," Zhou Yi said expressionlessly. "If our class surpasses your average and highest score, things will get interesting."

"Our class's Xiao Yan is a level 32 offensive-type battle spirit master. His martial spirit is said to be traced back to the ancient Zhu Yan. His talent is top-notch, and he has no rivals in the entire grade. With your few oddballs, you think you can surpass his score? Heh..." Mu Jin said with a proud look.

"Hmph!" Zhou Yi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

That being said, there really weren't any outstanding students in their class; the highest-ranking one was only a level 27 Great Soul Master.

A bunch of useless trash...

Her nails dug into her palms as she glared fiercely at her class, plotting whether to add more training or something else.

"..."

However, just as she turned her head, she saw a child sitting next to the judges' seats, and she immediately became furious.

"Hey kid, don't you understand the importance of respecting your teachers? None of us teachers have even sat down yet. Who gave you permission to sit? Which class are you in first grade? What's your homeroom teacher's name?"

Su Wen looked bewildered.

Damn, during menopause, even a passing dog would kick you twice?
"Are you calling me?" Su Wen raised an eyebrow.

"Nonsense! Who else could be here besides you! If you're not going to cultivate properly in your first year, who brought you here!"

Old Master Gong had to leave temporarily.

So it seemed that Su Wen was brought to watch the competition by a "teacher," perhaps their child. Among the teachers from the outer academy present, Zhou Yi was actually quite unafraid of few, since her husband was the head of the Soul Guidance Department and had a very high chance of advancing to the position of vice dean of the Soul Guidance Department...

A female teacher tugged at Zhou Yi's sleeve. She had personally witnessed Su Wen chatting and laughing with Elder Gong. This child's identity was definitely not simple!
"Zhou Yi, if you want to throw a tantrum, go to your own class. Don't just bark at anyone you see." Su Wen stretched and said calmly.

He will never go to this women's class in the future.

If I were to go, it would be the Hibiscus Class.

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Zhou Yi's face gradually turned a deep purplish-red. Her fiery temper nearly got the better of her, and she nearly attacked Su Wen. Gritting her teeth, she said, word by word, "I won't argue with you, but who are your parents? Step forward! I want to see who brought this little beast, who was raised but not taught, here!"

"How was what I brought?"

A lazy voice came from behind.

The little old man with gray hair slowly walked over, his eyes scanning Zhou Yi up and down: "How could Fan Yu's wife be like this..."

When Zhou Yi saw that it was Elder Gong, her pupils suddenly contracted. Elder Gong was the person in charge of the Great Beast Arena. His strength had advanced to the level of Title Douluo in his early years. He had a very high status in the academy. If he could go any higher, he would be a senior elder. However, he loved to cultivate soul beasts, so he retired to the Great Beast Arena.

They used to ignore her, and she could only give an awkward smile. Even if Fan Yuzhen became the vice dean of the Soul Guidance Department, she couldn't just try to take advantage of this person...

Gong Lao glanced at Su Wen and, seeing that the latter showed no sign of turning around and leaving, breathed a sigh of relief.

If this kid leaves, who will help him teach these newbies a lesson? Every year there are always one or two troublemakers who think they can "prove their Dao" by killing one or two soul beasts, getting themselves covered in blood, and still thinking they're incredibly cool. Although they'll probably get compensation afterward, how easy is it to raise a thousand-year-old soul beast?

That brat Xiaoyan from this year... just looking at him makes him furious. He has a bloodthirsty aura about him, probably from battles or fighting spirit beasts. Judging from his excited eyes, the spirit beasts that fight him are likely to meet their doom, especially since it's a thousand-year-old one...

Releasing a soul beast that is too strong could easily injure him, while releasing a weak one would just be suicide. He was in a real bind.

But now there's Su Wen!

This kid has three soul beasts, all of which are far superior to those of the same level. They are also obedient and won't fight back. It's perfect to teach these arrogant kids a lesson.

And Zhou Yi actually wants to drive away his precious treasure!
"You can get lost! But he can't leave." Old Gong glanced at him sideways. "Don't think that just because you have Fan Yu, you can act like you're above everyone else. This Martial Soul Department's outer court is not for you, Zhou Yi, to run!"

"..."

Zhou Yi's face turned bright red, but she didn't dare to utter a single word.

Call her a bully if you want, but Master Gong is definitely not someone she can mess with. The Grand Colosseum is a mandatory part of the second-year freshmen's assessment. If she offends him and he makes things difficult for her, then all the classes she leads in the future will most likely be at the bottom of the rankings in this assessment...

Su Wen ignored her and chatted casually with Old Gong.

Many of the examiners around looked surprised and secretly cast curious glances at Su Wen.

Mu Jin was even more surprised. This young man didn't seem like a junior of Elder Gong, but more like a close friend despite the age gap!
Who exactly is this person?!

……

"I, I choose the three-hundred-year-old soul beast!"

The center of the venue.

One of the boys in Zhou Yi's class spoke up.

"What department?" The referee nodded as he made a note.

"A power-attack type!" the boy exclaimed nervously.

The referee glanced at him.

Most people are nervous when facing a spirit beast, so it's already very brave of a level 23 Great Spirit Master to choose a spirit beast of similar strength.

"Ready, fire!"

As the referee left the field.

On the other side, a huge gate slowly opened, and an armored rhinoceros slowly walked out, and the whole place was silent.

Watching a play is certainly exciting, but if it's your turn next, you won't be able to laugh.

Su Wen looked down at the boy fighting the armored rhinoceros.

Although the armored rhinoceros had amazing defense, it wasn't very fast. The boy was also an agility-type Soul Master, and he kept kiting the armored rhinoceros until it collapsed on the ground from exhaustion before delivering a finishing blow.

"Huchihuchi..."

The boy was panting heavily, his eyes filled with excitement.

My fear of spirit beasts has lessened considerably.

For most people, this exam is just a way to boost their courage. If they really wanted to hone their skills in fighting spirit beasts, the Great Arena wouldn't have opened until the fourth grade...

"Next up, Xiaoyan!"

The referee's voice echoed throughout the stadium.

(End of this chapter)