Transmigrating into Huo Yuhao, my abilities are refreshed every month.

Chapter 42 Zhou Yi: How come he speaks better than I do?

Huo Yuhao thought to himself, "Just as I thought." Wasn't Zhou Yi just naming those who opposed her? Wang Dongxiao happened to be the one who led the way in supporting him.

While pondering, Huo Yuhao stood up and answered without hesitation: "To answer this question comprehensively and thoroughly, we need to consider multiple aspects. First, there's cultivation level. Of course, those with higher cultivation levels are superior in every way. In terms of attack power, a support-type Title Douluo can defeat most offensive-type Soul Emperors and Soul Saints with just simple and brutal soul power bombardment. Their defense is naturally the strongest among Title Douluos. Even in terms of support abilities, who says that directly killing all the enemies for you doesn't count as support? There's no better support than that."

A few students around him chuckled sporadically, but everyone agreed with the viewpoint.

Cultivation is the foundation of everything. No matter how weak a Soul Master is, if they can become a Title Douluo, even the weakest Title Douluo is incomparable to people of other realms.

Zhou Yi swept her sharp gaze across the entire class, suppressing the laughter before saying, "You're right. As a Soul Master, cultivation is the foundation of everything. Continue."

"Then there are martial souls and soul skills. There is a saying in Douluo Continent: there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. This saying sounds very inspiring, but the truth is that it is completely wrong."

Some people disagree with Huo Yuhao because the saying "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters" and the deeds of the Sea God have always inspired them.

"A powerful martial soul is one that is superior to a weak martial soul in every aspect. For example, take the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, a powerful offensive martial soul. Which ordinary defensive martial soul can compare to it in terms of defense? Or take the Xuanwu, a defensive martial soul. Its attack power is difficult for most powerful offensive martial souls to match, right? These are the differences brought about by martial souls. A powerful martial soul is more comprehensive in both offense and defense. It can be said that it is superior to ordinary martial souls in all aspects."

Some defensive-type Soul Masters fell silent, because their Martial Soul's defensive power was indeed inferior to that of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex; some offensive-type Soul Masters also fell silent, because their attack power was not even as good as that of the Xuanming Turtle, let alone compared to the Xuanwu.

"In addition, there is the difference in spirit rings. Spirit masters are a profession that relies heavily on spirit skills. The age of the spirit ring and the type of spirit beast can affect a spirit master's spirit skills, thus affecting the spirit master's offensive and defensive biases. A 100,000-year spirit ring is undoubtedly stronger than an ordinary 10,000-year spirit ring. Acquiring a top-tier spirit ring can very likely turn a spirit master's offense and defense around."

Upon hearing this, some people felt a surge of hope, dreaming of obtaining a good spirit ring and defying fate.

Huo Yuhao paused, and seeing that Zhou Yi had no reaction and the other students were all silent, he continued:

"Finally, the tools used by Soul Masters are also an important factor affecting their offense and defense. There are specially made armors that can defend against attacks from low-ring Soul Masters, and the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect, which rose to prominence ten thousand years ago, can kill Soul Masters and Soul Kings with ordinary people. Since the collision between the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent four thousand years ago, the rise of Soul Masters has further blurred the lines between offense and defense for Soul Masters. As long as they have the corresponding Soul Guidance Devices, support-type Soul Masters can completely arm themselves into Soul Guidance Artillery Platforms, and defensive-type Soul Masters are not incapable of fighting with melee Soul Guidance Devices. If there is a level nine fixed-position Soul Guidance Cannonball, a one-ring Soul Master wielding it can even take down an unsuspecting Title Douluo."

"So, this is my view: whether a Soul Master leans more towards attack, defense, or support is determined by a combination of factors. And what we should do most is strive to become stronger. Cultivation, physical fitness, and mental strength are the foundation of a Soul Master. Only on this basis can we pursue a stronger offense or defense."

Huo Yuhao's long speech left the class in a deathly silence. They had previously thought that Huo Yuhao was stronger, had a better physique than them, and was helpful and responsible, but now, upon closer inspection, they realized that he couldn't even match their knowledge.

Some were amazed by Huo Yuhao's insight, while others found something valuable in his words.

Zhao Xuan was one of them. He possessed a power-attack type martial soul, but it wasn't particularly strong. He had always encouraged himself with the saying, "There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters." However, reality doesn't lie; he consistently lost matches. After hearing Huo Yuhao's earlier assessment of martial souls, a sense of frustration welled up inside him. Why was the world so unfair? Why were some people born with such powerful martial souls?

But in the end, he grasped the key point—cultivation, physical fitness, and mental strength are the foundation of a Soul Master!

Since he can't beat others at the same level, he can cultivate more and surely defeat those at higher levels, right? And then there's physical ability, which can only be improved through training. No one is born with a superior physique, right? Since everyone starts at roughly the same level, surely he can gain a slight advantage by practicing more? It's simply a matter of hard work!

Zhao Xuan was full of fighting spirit.

After listening to Huo Yuhao's words, Zhou Yi looked at him with deep eyes. She hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to explain things more comprehensively and thoroughly than she had prepared.

She originally intended to talk about the blurring of offense and defense and the importance of soul tools, but after comparing them, she found that her preparation was not as comprehensive as Huo Yuhao's.

Why don't we let him be the teacher?

Zhou Yi felt she couldn't continue being a teacher. The students trusted Huo Yuhao more, even letting him give the lectures for them. What was she, the teacher, supposed to do? What could she possibly do?

Zhou Yi could only continue speaking in accordance with Huo Yuhao's words.

"I didn't expect you to have such insight; your understanding is very profound!"

"Huo Yuhao is right. At any time, the foundation of a Soul Master is still themselves. Only by being strong can everything be achieved. Even with the same Soul Tool, the effect of using it by a stronger Soul Master is far greater than that of a weaker one. Of course, I'm not saying that you should ignore Soul Tools. If two equally powerful Soul Masters are involved, one equipped with a Soul Tool and the other without, the one with the Soul Tool will have a much higher chance of winning than the one without."

"In my class, I don't require you to be able to make soul tools, but you must understand soul tools and know how to use them."

Huo Yuhao nodded in agreement after hearing Zhou Yi's words. It must be said that although Zhou Yi was not a very good person and had a bad temper, she still had merits in terms of strength and ideas.

In the context of Shrek Academy's suppression of the Soul Guidance Department by the Martial Soul Department, Zhou Yi's willingness to teach students to view Soul Guidance Devices correctly and to plant a seed for their acceptance of them finally showed some semblance of a teacher.

Perhaps Zhou Yi had her own selfish motives in doing this, but there is no doubt that what she did was indeed beneficial to the students.

"That concludes today's lesson. For the next three months, my main training for you will focus on physical fitness. No matter who you are, what your background is, or how talented you are, if you fail my assessment after three months, then you'll be kicked out of my class just like those two before."

"That concludes this morning's lessons. I suggest you have a good lunch. We'll begin physical fitness training this afternoon."

After saying this, Zhou Yi turned and left without any hesitation, without calling Huo Yuhao out for questioning as in the original novel.

In fact, Zhou Yi was quite curious about Huo Yuhao. Although in her eyes Huo Yuhao was undoubtedly a troublemaker, he was also an excellent student. His strong physical fitness was evident from his running ability, and some of his insights were quite enlightening for her.

She also wanted to know what Huo Yuhao's martial soul was and how he managed to make her lose all power to resist in an instant. However, when she recalled that feeling that far surpassed Fan Yu's, Zhou Yi became fearful and ultimately did not call Huo Yuhao to her office for questioning.

After Zhou Yi left, the classroom was quiet for a while, everyone seemed to be deep in thought, pondering Huo Yuhao and Zhou Yi's words. After all, this concerned their future cultivation, so everyone took it very seriously.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 43 Xiao Xiao: Class Monitor, I won't tell anyone.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong left first, and Xiao Xiao followed them out of the classroom.

"Brother Huo, Wang Dong, are you going to the cafeteria? Let's go together!" Xiao Xiao excitedly invited Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.

Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted to the petite girl following to his right.

After a morning, Xiao Xiao was noticeably closer to him, walking alongside him instead of following Wang Dong. The girl tilted her head slightly, her large, expectant eyes blinking as she looked at him, her dark green twin ponytails swaying behind her.

Huo Yuhao said softly, "I'm sorry, Xiao Xiao, Wang Dong and I aren't going to the cafeteria."

Before the disappointment in Xiao Xiao's eyes could spread, Huo Yuhao continued, "Do you want to come with us? I've prepared lunch, I made it myself."

Xiao Xiao's emerald green eyes instantly lit up with surprise. "Can I? Brother Huo, I didn't know you could cook. I'll have to try it today."

"I'll invite you to try my cooking in a few days. I can cook too!" the girl said proudly, clearly confident in her culinary skills.

Huo Yuhao smiled and agreed: "Then Wang Dong and I will have to try your cooking in a few days. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Huo Yuhao turned his gaze to Wang Dong, who hadn't spoken a word, and found him frowning, deep in thought, clearly not having heard his conversation with Xiao Xiao.

Huo Yuhao patted Wang Dong on the shoulder and asked gently, "What are you thinking about? Why haven't you said anything?"

Wang Dong snapped out of her reverie, her eyes filled with conflict. She asked, troubled, "Do you think Soul Masters absolutely must use Soul Tools? Is using a Soul Tool really better than not using one?"

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered when he heard Wang Dong's question; he probably knew what Wang Dong was asking.

Huo Yuhao's face turned serious as he said, "It's not that Soul Masters must use Soul Tools, but rather that Soul Tools give Soul Masters more choices, development opportunities, and convenience. For example, spatial Soul Tools make it easier for us to store and retrieve items; Soul Lamp provides illumination as long as we have Soul Power; and Flying Soul Tools allow Soul Masters to fly even before reaching the Title Douluo level. For us, Soul Tools are simply tools to help us. Whether or not we use them depends on whether we need them and how well they work, not on whether we absolutely must use them or not."

Wang Dong still frowned, his pink-blue eyes full of confusion, and said, "I understand all of this. But, for some reason, I feel a strong aversion to soul tools and I'm very resistant to using them. But I don't really think soul tools are bad."

Huo Yuhao knew what was going on. Unsurprisingly, this was Wang Dong's father, the Great God King Tang, who had modified his daughter's consciousness. He himself loathed soul tools and believed they were responsible for the decline of his crumbling Tang Sect, so he modified her consciousness to make her share his aversion to them.

It has to be said, this Great God King Tang really treated his daughter like a tool—no, even less than a tool. His soul was split into three parts, his consciousness altered, and in the end, he forced Wang Dong to sacrifice herself for Huo Yuhao. Even an enemy would hardly be avenged to this extent, right?

Huo Yuhao felt pity for Wang Dong's distress. He felt even more that Tang San deserved to die. As for the future, he would let Tang San be both Wang Dong's husband and father. It was just one more job, which he could easily do. He hoped that Wang Dong wouldn't be too moved—at least not pick up a woodcutter's knife and stab him.

Huo Yuhao gently grasped Wang Dong's forearm and comforted him, "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it anymore. This isn't your problem. Leave it to me."

Wang Dong turned her head to look at Huo Yuhao, whose eyes were full of tenderness. Her heart skipped a beat for a moment, then began to pound even harder. She lowered her head to hide her shyness and obediently replied, "Oh." Then she followed Huo Yuhao step by step.

"Are you two really just friends?" Xiao Xiao looked at the two people who seemed so loving and harmonious with a strange expression. The doubts that had dissipated were rekindled and surged into her heart.

In the morning, she felt that the two of them were like a young couple having a tiff, but now the scene made her feel that they were like a couple who had made up and were as loving as ever.

But please, please don't do that!

She was immediately attracted to Wang Dong's handsome looks when they first met, and she liked him very much. Later, she felt that although Huo Yuhao was not as handsome as Wang Dong, he was still good-looking, and he was helpful, responsible, and powerful, which she admired.

So, here I am being told that they've become a couple?

How could there be such a sad thing in the world?

Xiao Xiao felt so upset that she couldn't eat much lunch!

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"Brother Huo, another bowl, please!"

On the shore of Poseidon Lake, Xiao Xiao held up a clean plate in her small hands, her emerald green almond eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at Huo Yuhao.

"But you've already eaten three bowls. Are you sure there won't be a problem if you eat another one?" Huo Yuhao looked at Xiao Xiao's little belly with some concern. He really didn't know how such a petite girl could eat so much.

Xiao Xiao blinked her big green eyes and said coquettishly, "It's just so delicious! I didn't expect Brother Huo to be such a good cook. Just one bowl, just one bowl! I definitely won't eat any more!"

"Please, Brother Yuhao!"

Huo Yuhao ultimately succumbed to Xiao Xiao's adorable charm and Wang Dong's little hand twisting around his waist.

Xiao Xiao happily accepted the food Huo Yuhao handed her, and said playfully, "Brother Huo, you don't need to worry about me. I'm just turning my grief into appetite!"

Huo Yuhao said helplessly, "I've already said that Wang Dong and I are just very good friends!"

Xiao Xiao nodded, "Yes, I understand, I understand. I won't tell anyone else, and you don't need to explain. Didn't you see that Wang Dong didn't refute anything from beginning to end? Brother Huo, I will support you!"

Huo Yuhao's lips twitched, and he shifted his gaze to Wang Dong, gently nudging her, "Say something."

Wang Dong snorted and turned his head away, ignoring Huo Yuhao.

After returning home at noon, Huo Yuhao took the time to meditate for a while, and this time Wang Dong also started meditating and cultivating with him.

Huo Yuhao had never seen Wang Dong meditate and cultivate since he started living with Wang Dong, so this was the first time and he found it quite novel.

When Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao arrived at the classroom in the afternoon, Xiao Xiao had already saved seats for them and was waiting for them.

When Zhou Yi slowly walked into the classroom, the entire class fell into silence.

"This morning, Tailong openly attacked a teacher and caused widespread damage in the academic affairs office. He was killed on the spot by that teacher. I hope everyone will take this as a warning," Zhou Yi said calmly.

In an instant, the entire class erupted in commotion. Among the crowd were expressions of fear that the academy had so easily killed a student, empathy for the loss of a fellow student, and cheers of glee.

Huo Yuhao remained calm and composed, as if Tai Long's death had nothing to do with him.

He didn't care whether Tyrone lived or died. Anyway, after attacking the teacher and causing widespread damage to the academy, Shrek would at least imprison Tyrone and make the forces behind him pay some price. Now that he was dead, it saved him a lot of trouble.

He's not the kind of person who would keep quiet even if threatened; he'll seek revenge as soon as he has the chance.