Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

"Yuhao, do you know Senior Lu Cheng?" A pretty girl with purple hair, wearing a light yellow school uniform and small leather boots approached and blinked her eyes.

“…Hmm, we know each other, right?” The skinny boy nodded blankly.

"Could you deliver this letter to him? I'm willing to pay, 100,000 gold soul coins, how about it?!"

Excitement gleamed in the purple-haired girl's eyes.

He carefully handed over an envelope that was clearly elaborately decorated, with "To Lu Cheng" written on it in a playful handwriting. Obviously, this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a premeditated plan, only lacking a way to send the letter out.

"..." Huo Yuhao was speechless.

A letter, and 100,000 Gold Soul Coins?!

This was nothing short of a collapse and reconstruction of his worldview. You see, his mother used to work in the Duke's mansion, making a living by sewing clothes. She worked herself to the bone and could barely scrape together seven or eight silver soul coins a month.

It was only at this moment that he truly realized just how terrifyingly popular Senior Lu, who had always been calm and composed, was at Shrek Academy.

This beautiful girl, who ranks among the top in all his memories, blushed with girlish shyness when she mentioned Lu Cheng.

"I'm sorry..." But Huo Yuhao still shook his head.

Seeing the girl's disappointed look as she left, he felt a pang of sadness. How many girls must Cheng have broken their hearts...

Inside the dean's office of the Martial Soul Department.

"Enter."

"Dean Yan." Pushing open the door, Lu Cheng bowed slightly, his manners impeccable, for he truly needed a favor from him.

He originally planned to go to Zhang Lexuan, but the girl had not yet taken up a position. The title of the next generation successor of the Sea God Pavilion was just a hollow title with no real power, so he could only go to Yan Shaozhe.

Yan Shaozhe didn't even look up, his pen scribbling over a mountain of documents. But after that sentence, there was no more, only the scratching of pen ink in the room.

Clearly, this was meant to intimidate him. Before Yan Shaozhe even spoke, he wanted him to maintain a bowed posture, or even stand still. Only when he told him to sit down could he sit down.

Shrek's greatest skill is creating trouble, forcing you to ask him for help, and then using that to manipulate you. Few can escape this kind of PUA.

However, Lu Cheng didn't indulge him. He sat down on the sofa, lazily pulled a book from the bookshelf next to him, and began to read it with relish.

Under the watchful gaze of Blood Eyes, Yan Shaozhe's expression grew increasingly grim, and his hand gripping the pen tightened slightly.

Clearly, he was very dissatisfied with Lu Cheng's daring to "challenge" his authority, but he was unwilling to reveal his intentions so as not to scare away this talented disciple.

"Is that Lu Cheng?"

After a long while, Yan Shaozhe pretended to be engrossed in his work and had forgotten about the matter, and said with a smile, "There is dragon beard tea in the cabinet. If you want to drink it, you can brew it yourself."

"Okay." Lu Cheng smiled.

He turned around, took out a pinch of dragon beard tea, and brewed it in the teacup in front of him...

Yan Shaozhe: "..."

I was just being polite, did you really take it seriously?!

This stuff is extremely valuable; a single ounce costs tens of thousands of gold soul coins. It's something the Heavenly Soul Empire's ruler "offers" to, and he's even reluctant to drink it.

Watching Lu Cheng take a sip without a second thought, Yan Shaozhe's face gradually flushed, but he still took a deep breath and forced himself not to stoop to the level of this brat; he would deal with him sooner or later.

"Is there something you need from me this time?" Yan Shaozhe asked, forcing a smile.

"Regarding the matter of Xiao Xiao, who possesses twin martial souls, being forced to add a second soul ring by her homeroom teacher Zhou Yi, I strongly suspect that Teacher Zhou Yi has lost the original intention of Shrek Academy teachers to cultivate disciples and impart knowledge, and has treated Class 1 as her own private property. She is no longer qualified to continue serving as the homeroom teacher." Lu Cheng leisurely sipped his tea and spoke calmly.

Yan Shaozhe's smile gradually froze.

"I'll think about it. You should go back now..."

“But now…” Lu Cheng frowned.

"The academy will handle this matter." Yan Shaozhe's smile vanished completely. He crossed his arms and looked quietly at Lu Cheng. "Please leave."

This is his Martial Soul Academy; not just anyone has the right to interfere.

Twin-type martial souls are very strong, and he will make appropriate adjustments, but Zhou Yi will not be punished, after all, she is truly one of Shrek Academy's... own people.

……

Three more days passed in the blink of an eye.

The new student assessment has come to an end.

The top ten were about to be determined, and Huo Yuhao stopped at number 165. He was lucky to have escaped Shrek Academy's elimination line. Only the top 64 could participate in the elimination round, so he could only sit in the audience and cheer.

Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, suffered a terrible fate.

Zhou Yi's patience had been exhausted. Not only was she treated extremely badly, but she was also verbally abused in front of almost everyone.

With the finals tomorrow, he still dragged her to train alone on the playground. The girl was wearing heavy armor, her face was sunburned, and all her strength had been drained. Beads of sweat were seeping from her forehead.

Many onlookers watched, some with pity, others with disdain, but the girl alone was already dizzy and on the verge of physical collapse, oblivious to her surroundings...

"Run! Run as fast as you can, as long as you don't die!"

Zhou Yi glared fiercely at Xiao Xiao.

"Tomorrow is the final round of the knockout stage. Since you've already made it into the top five, you clearly only need to... to break into the top three. But for the sake of Class 1 and your team, you've remained selfish and self-serving!"

"If you're willing, I'll take you to the Star Dou Great Forest tonight to add two spirit rings to your second martial soul. If you're not willing... then run until you die."

……

Chapter 95 Beating Zhou Yi

"Xiao Xiao!"

Wang Dong stood to the side, his eyes filled with anxiety.

But there was nothing she could do. She dared not interfere in the matter easily, and it was even more impossible to rely on the power of the Haotian Sect. She had not yet figured out the secrets hidden by the gods within her body and her two great-grandfathers. How could she dare to continue to rely on the Haotian Sect? She didn't even have time to draw a line.

This is also why she endured the shame and insisted on giving that guy a back massage a few days ago.

But... that guy took the bribe and didn't do anything!

She was so angry she wanted to smother him with a blanket in the middle of the night.

"Puff~"

Xiao Xiao finally exhausted her strength, staggered, and knelt on the ground, struggling to keep her extremely weak body from collapsing.

Under the dual torment of mind and body, the girl finally could not bear it any longer and was about to fall to the ground.

"Xiao Xiao!"

Wang Dong'er exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to help her up.

The armor, weighing over fifty pounds, made her body tremble. Wang Dong looked at Xiao Xiao, who was almost fainting, with anger and heartache in her pink-blue eyes, unable to imagine how she had endured for so long...

An eleven-year-old support-type girl, unable to rely on any soul power, ran nearly twenty kilometers while carrying a load of over forty kilograms.

"Get out of my way! She's not dead yet!" Zhou Yi strode over in her high heels, followed by a Soul Saint-level support-type Soul Master. The latter had a calm expression, and a green vine rose from his palm, with one of its leaves gently landing on Xiao Xiao.

The latter's deathly pale face gradually regained its color, but her awakened emerald green pupils held an indescribable weariness and exhaustion; mental torment was not a cure.

"Keep running!" Zhou Yi sneered, "I refuse to believe that I can't cure your selfishness today."

"Get out of my way! Which class of brats are you from, daring to interfere with my Class 1's affairs!" Zhou Lian waved his hand and slapped Wang Dong across the face.

"Crack~"

Zhou Yi's eyes widened in astonishment. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her hand, which visibly swelled and turned red. And right in front of her was that brat named Lu Cheng.

"What...what do you want to do?!" Zhou Yi said angrily, glaring at Lu Cheng.

She's an external affairs teacher, after all. If she gets humiliated by a student, how will she ever be able to continue working?

But their arrogance has also subsided considerably.

Ultimately, she's just a Soul Emperor, and she only became a homeroom teacher because her husband is Fan Yu. If she really runs into a monster like Lu Cheng, it's hard to say who will win or lose.

“Lu Cheng…” Wang Dong hugged Xiao Xiao, a hint of joy flashing in his pink-blue eyes. His back was as steady as Mount Tai, safe and reliable.

"How interesting. A piece of trash can actually ride on the head of a disciple with twin martial souls and innate full soul power... while the huge Shrek Academy is just getting by. Tsk tsk." Lu Cheng looked at the angry Zhou Yi, but did not give her any face. He sneered and spoke indifferently.

"..."

The entire space seemed to freeze.

Zhou Yi's eyes were blank and vacant. Was he cursing me?

The surrounding students were dumbfounded; no one had dared to call Zhou Yi trash in recent years.

Wang Dong's light blue eyes were equally dazed. She thought Lu Cheng had taken the bribe but wouldn't do the job, but it turned out he wasn't just refusing to do it... This guy flipped the table right from the start!

The Soul Saint beside him frowned slightly, "Insulting a teacher? Which class are you from?!"

“You’re no better than someone who aids and abets evil.” Lu Cheng put his hands in his pockets and glanced indifferently at his teacher, who was at the Soul Saint realm.

“You…” The teacher, who had always been pampered, had never been insulted like this before. He was stunned and dumbfounded, but before he could speak, a volcano erupted right next to him.

"You little beast, how dare you call me trash?!" Zhou Yi finally reacted, her face turning as red as a pig's liver, and she pointed at Lu Cheng's nose and cursed angrily.

"A Soul Emperor in his forties, what else could he be but trash?"

Lu Cheng chuckled softly.

"..."

The students and disciples all covered their mouths, trying hard to suppress their laughter.

To be honest, among all of you here, if nothing unexpected happens, over 90% of those who pass the first round of new student assessments will be able to reach the Soul Emperor level by the age of forty, before the end of the golden period of cultivation.

Zhou Yi's talent is basically at the bottom among all her classmates. Fan Yu, the strongest in her grade, has already entered the Soul Douluo realm, and Mu Jin also stepped into the Soul Saint realm a few days ago.

"You call a student with twin martial souls and maxed-out innate soul power trash? I'm quite curious... what are you then? Excrement that's even worse than trash?"

Lu Cheng looked down at Zhou Yi with disdain.

“You…” Zhou Yi was furious.

Flames surged and boiled around her, and a fire dragon's tail emerged from behind her, like an enhanced version of Wu Feng. With her martial spirit attached to her, she had been a powerful figure in the outer academy for so many years. Even Du Weilun had to treat her well because of Fan Yu's relationship. How dare a student insult her in public?

"I'm telling you this last time: kneel down, kowtow, and apologize to me, or else...!"

"Boom!"

But before Zhou Yi could finish speaking...