Peerless: The Starry Sky Revival Plan of the Auspicious Beasts

Although she adheres to the Shrek Academy motto of "Those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocre", she will never tolerate the other party provoking her.

Just when she thought that the boy with the black bun would kneel down and beg for mercy under the pressure of the Soul Emperor's soul power, she saw a large purple-black shadow rising behind him and a strange spear appeared in his hand.

A thin yellow soul ring was constantly moving behind An Wen. If one glanced at it, it seemed as if there was a faint dark golden flying dragon in the soul ring. However, if one looked directly at the soul ring, there was nothing there, as if the dark golden dragon was just an illusion.

Then, An Wen supported her body with the gun in her hand and slowly stood up under the pressure of the Soul Emperor-level soul power.

"I say..." She spoke word by word, "Before you call others trash, idiots, and waste... shouldn't you first make sure that you are not trash, idiot, or waste?"

Cold sweat trickled down Anwen's forehead into her collar. The power of her original body and her human form were not interchangeable. Anwen's current body was a real level of cultivation, but she still stiffened her neck and sneered under the heavy pressure from the Soul Emperor.

"At your age, your cultivation has only reached the Soul Emperor level. What kind of waste are you? Are you qualified to teach Shrek's students?"

With this taunting and provocative face, he can T out the monster's power and get revenge very easily. He is really very Wang Rui.

The master with the poisonous tongue, King Jinlong: Hey hey.

Although Anwen is not a hot-tempered person, in most cases she is like a lazy cat and doesn't care about anything, but this does not mean that she has a good temper... After all, her original nature is not a good species.

Even if her strength is really at the level of the younger brother in the family in Xingdou, the Soul Emperor level is just a matter of a snap of her claws for her body.

It would be strange if she could tolerate Zhou Yi talking to her in this tone.

This is not really asking for trouble.

Zhou Yi herself is certainly not in her seventies or eighties, and An Wen can certainly see that the wrinkles on her hands are not as many as on her face...but so what?

...After all, Miss Tiger's classification of humans is very simple and rough, and the only unit of measurement is her contracted partner Long Xiaoyao.

Those who cannot cultivate as fast as Long Xiaoyao are all rubbish.

The freshmen who were already dissatisfied with Zhou Yi finally reacted.

Students who can pass the assessment and become Shrek Academy students are definitely elites among their peers. It can be said that they can reach the realm of Soul Emperor at the age of 35 at the worst. But this teacher Zhou is still a Soul Emperor at such an old age. What right does she have to call students trash and idiots?

All the freshmen in Class 1 looked at Zhou Yi with unfriendly eyes.

Zhou Yi's old, wrinkled fake face was like a piece of dead tree bark, expressionless, but his eyes were full of anger.

Her talent was indeed nothing compared to those disciples who could enter Shrek's inner courtyard to study, but this was not something An Wen could say.

And with Anwen leading the way, the other students were also unwilling to accept it. Kids are like this, with this leader starting a riot, these kids won't be scared by her so easily.

But it doesn’t matter. If she can tame this guy who sticks out, the rest of the little guys will have to think twice before they can jump out.

Then the soul power radiating from her body suddenly increased, and Anwen snorted muffledly.

"Boy, today I'm going to teach you a lesson. When facing someone who is much stronger than you, you'd better show some respect to me. You are just a piece of trash. You can't even admit your identity after a fight. You are a coward. You don't deserve to stay in my class if you don't know how to respect your teacher. You can pack up and get out. Shrek can't tolerate people like you!"

Zhou Yi said coldly, then she looked around at all the students in the class, her voice extremely hoarse, "Because he doesn't respect the teacher, now all of you get out and run 100 laps. If you can't finish in an hour, get out. Anyone who has any doubts, get out! In this class, my words are the law. I am your head teacher, I have the right to expel anyone-"

"Listen to her nonsense." An Wen sneered, "She's good at diverting hatred, right? I tell you, she's just looking for an excuse to make you run. She wants to screen out those of you with poor physique and those who don't obey her, and then increase the pass rate of her class. This old witch also played the same trick in the senior grades. Can the physical fitness of the auxiliary department and the combat department be the same? She just wants to fire those of you who affect her promotion."

After hearing Zhou Yi's words, the faces of the students who were vaguely hostile to An Wen changed again.

"Also, let me tell you." An Wen stared at Zhou Yi closely, her golden eyes faintly filled with bloodthirsty rage. "Generally, I would only call it sparring. If I really fight, there will definitely be blood."

Zhou Yi's breathing stagnated.

Facing those golden eyes, she felt as if she were facing an angry ancient beast. She felt a fear seeping out from her bones! A chill seeped out from her scalp and slid down her spine, as if someone had poured ice water over her head.

She was actually intimidated by a first-year student!

After the terror faded away, it was followed by shame and anger.

"I told you to get out!" she yelled.

"Why, you want to fight?" An Wen sneered. Far from being afraid, she patted her chest and said, "Come on, charge here."

Instead, it was Zhou Yi who hesitated first.

All of Shrek's students are either rich or noble... This kid seems to have some background. Although it's not from the powerful sects that Zhou Yi knows, he is still specially marked.

So she just grabbed Anwen by the collar and threw her out of the window.

With a loud "crash", the glass windows shattered to the ground.

An Wen landed on the ground unharmed, made a friendly gesture to Zhou Yi, then turned and left.

What a joke, who doesn’t use their power to bully others?

Old Mrs. Zhou in the classroom was almost knocked over by her.

However, the freshmen in the classroom looked at Anwen with admiration.

Zhou Yi looked at them with gritted teeth.

The first attempt to intimidate the students failed. The new students had been driven wild by the troublemaker and could not be suppressed without some tricks. And the trick of stirring up hatred among the students was unlikely to work after being exposed. We had to find another excuse and punish them severely.

But the school has just started, so who would make a mistake?

She turned her eyes to the boy with pale blue hair who was fighting with Anwen.

This guy didn't say anything just now, so he should be more gentle and not a tough guy, but there is dissatisfaction in his eyes. He is a favored child who needs to be tempered.

Even if he had some background, a closed boarding school like Shrek would not be able to spread the news in time. After the punishment, he was given a sweet date, and a reason was found to make him a class monitor or something, so he would forget about it, and naturally he would be grateful to Zhou Yi and thank the teacher for her appreciation.

As long as the sweet treats are given in time, there is no need to worry that he will go home and complain - even if he does complain, it is her, Zhou Yi, who is helping the parents of the students to discipline their children.

Doesn't this further highlight that Zhou Yi is an excellent teacher who is not afraid of the powerful, treats all students equally, and educates all students equally?

"Wang Dong, stand up." she said coldly.

Let me clarify here: Long Xiaoyao was brought to the extreme darkness by the contract, and his cultivation speed was still slowed down. Although there is a contract to speed up, the speed is just average, which is nothing compared to a bunch of powerful people.

Therefore, Anwen’s statistical unit is okay and not outrageous.

But the strength...

Moon: (Shrek swears)

67. Chapter 67 Butterfly in a Cage?

67.

2023-07-24

Wang Dong stood up reluctantly.

He could tell at a glance that the old witch was looking for trouble.

Just now, when Zhou Yi asked angrily who had started the fight, neither he nor An Wen said a word.

First of all, the relationship between him and Anwen had actually improved after the night before. When Wang Dong admitted his defeat and started to clean up the dormitory last night, Anwen's attitude improved a lot.

Because Wang Dong was not very familiar with housework, he didn't finish cleaning up until late at night, so An Wen got up to help him clean up - although she was not very good at it, two people working together would always be faster than one.

In the end, the two of them shared the snacks that Wang Rui brought back, and they made peace, pretending that the fight had never happened.

Wang Dong tentatively admitted that his roommate was not bad.

Besides, it is definitely wrong for students to fight. The old lady's attitude when questioning showed that she wanted to punish them. How normal is it for soul masters to spar with each other? Only a fool would stand up and admit such a thing.

Wang Dong was used to seeing strong people in Haotian Sect, not to mention his eldest father and second father - Niu Tian and Tai Tan. Both of them were top strong people in the world. Naturally, he looked down on Zhou Yi's strength.

Neither the eldest father nor the second father had ever treated him in this way, so why should Zhou Yi do so?

Wang Dong naturally refused to accept it.

However, he had another outrageous idea in his mind - Zhou Yi was a teacher, and teachers impart knowledge, so he should accept any attitude.

Wang Dong stared at Zhou Yi's old face, and a sense of annoyance inexplicably rose in his heart.

"I know you had a soul fight with that kid just now, and there's a record in the soul fight field." Zhou Yi said coldly, "I thought you two were different from those cowards."

The other freshmen in Class 1 glared at her.

"I wanted to praise your spirit - but a coward like you can't even admit to fighting. I'm very disappointed in you. Get out of here and run 200 laps. If you can't finish it, get out of here too."

Why?

Wang Dong was furious. He wanted to ask, but he couldn't say the words.

He even felt an inexplicable emotion in his mind - it was respect for the old lady opposite him!

What's wrong!?

Wang Dong felt extremely puzzled. Is there anything about this old witch that is worthy of respect?

"I'll count to three. If you don't run, get out of here." Zhou Zhouyi said coldly.

Wang Dong felt restless, as if an invisible fire was burning in his heart.

In his mind, there seemed to be another consciousness that respected Zhou Yi... No, it respected Zhou Yi's identity as a teacher.

This feeling was very strange, accompanied by a terrifying sense of loss of control. The consciousness in his head that did not belong to Wang Dong himself seemed to be conveying some information he had never heard before: Once a teacher, always a father.

"one."

So annoying, so annoying, so annoying!!!

This consciousness became clearer and clearer, and Wang Dong felt that the irritation in his heart was getting deeper and deeper. It seemed that he could no longer concentrate, and he could no longer maintain his anger towards the old witch Zhou.

He was about to succumb to that consciousness.

That inexplicable consciousness that did not belong to him seemed to be whispering, you must respect your teachers. Respect your teacher, just like respecting your father. How dare you resist your father?

That strange consciousness that did not belong to him was like a loud bell ringing in his ears, causing Wang Dong's head to twitch slightly.

A trace of fear crept up on me.

"Two." Zhou Yi counted coldly. She noticed the change in Wang Dong's attitude, but she didn't know what he was going through. He was just proud that he was about to tame a prodigy whose talent was much more outstanding than hers.

Wang Dong frantically resisted this consciousness that did not belong to him in his heart, but his head hurt more and more.

The more you resist, the more severe the headache becomes.

This feeling is like carrying an old wound on your body, and when you encounter a situation similar to when you were injured, it suddenly starts to hurt.

Wang Dong has always been well protected and he has no recollection of any injury he has ever suffered.

The fear in his heart began to slowly grow.

He didn't know what he was afraid of, but he had a vague feeling that something terrible must have happened to him.