Speaking to this point, she intertwined her forefingers for a moment before saying solemnly, "Furthermore, Feng Piaoling is the strongest student in our class, and indeed in the entire Outer Court. Yet, when electing the class monitors, the two homeroom teachers excluded him just because he stepped out with Teacher Mu Jin from our original Ninth Class. If people didn't know better, they might think..."
"Might think what?" Zhou Yi's face turned utterly cold. Six soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—flashed into existence as the aura belonging to a Soul Emperor exploded outward.
Wu Feng was startled by this sudden outburst of pressure, but she mustered her courage and said, "If people didn't know better, they might think Teacher Zhou Yi is abusing her public office to settle a private grudge because Feng Piaoling previously refused to transfer into her class."
A roar of hushed excitement swept through the room at those words.
Everyone looked at her in disbelief. Clearly, no one had expected Wu Feng to dare defend Feng Piaoling in the face of Old Lady Zhou's fury. Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er were especially shocked; to their knowledge, Wu Feng had always been at odds with their Sect Master. On the first day of official classes, she had even been soundly thrashed by him. Seeing her stand up for him now was completely beyond their expectations.
However, since even Wu Feng had stepped forward to defend their Sect Master, they, as disciples of the Soul Hall, naturally could not lag behind.
They exchanged glances with Xiao Xiao, and the three of them stood up simultaneously. Xiao Xiao tilted her pretty face up, looking directly into the old woman mask worn by Zhou Yi.
"Wu Feng is right. Teacher Zhou Yi, you are clearly abusing your power for a personal vendetta."
Zhu Lu's contribution was as cold and brief as her personality: "Seconded."
Nanmen Yun'er was even more blunt. "Exactly. Everyone in the Outer Court knows that the position of Class One homeroom teacher should have belonged to Teacher Mu Jin. Someone used their connections to pull strings and steal the position through the back door, and now she's retaliating against Brother Feng Piaoling. Does that sound like the actions of a teacher?"
Wang Dong'er had originally intended to stand up, but Xiao Xiao pressed her back down. They were all about to leave Shrek Academy anyway, and this was the perfect opportunity to make their exit. When the Academy looked into the matter later and found that four core disciples—including a genius like their Sect Master—had been driven away at once, they wanted to see how this old woman would explain it to the higher-ups.
"Good, good, good..." Zhou Yi was clearly incensed to the point of laughter, seeing four people suddenly jump out to oppose her, including a student from her original class.
The other students, seeing these four take the lead, began to whisper and gossip among themselves, specifically targeting the accusation of Zhou Yi using the "back door."
Only Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin were filled with righteous indignation, feeling the injustice on Zhou Yi's behalf. In their eyes, Zhou Yi's ability to remain in Class One as the homeroom teacher was based entirely on her own merit. After all, if even a Soul King like Teacher Wang Yan was their teacher, there was no reason Teacher Zhou Yi couldn't be. As for Mu Jin being transferred to the sixth year, that was clearly a normal promotion given by the Academy. To have everyone speculate that Zhou Yi pulled strings to move her away was simply "courting death."
Of course, they only thought these things in their hearts. Faced with the public's wrath, even someone as arrogant as Dai Huabin didn't dare to be the first bird to poke its head out. Otherwise, that fellow Feng Piaoling might take the opportunity to beat him again, bullying him and his brother Yuhao. They weren't strong enough to fight him yet.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Wang Yan hurriedly whispered a suggestion from the side. "Teacher Zhou Yi, perhaps... we should add student Feng Piaoling to the list of candidates for class monitor?"
"Shut up!" Zhou Yi directed this shout at both the students and Wang Yan.
Accompanied by a powerful shockwave of soul power, her voice blanketed the entire classroom. Everyone's ears rang from the sound, and many instinctively ducked down, covering their ears and closing their mouths.
Zhou Yi said coldly, "I am now announcing two things. First, the class monitors are decided: the Power Attack System monitor is Dai Huabin, and the Control System monitor is Huo Yuhao. Second, from this day forward, anyone who dares to question a teacher in class will be expelled immediately."
The room fell into a dead silence.
The students looked at her in shock; it seemed Old Lady Zhou wasn't even bothering to put on an act anymore.
"I have spoken. Who agrees, and who objects?" Zhou Yi leaned her hands on the lectern, looking down at the students who were reeling in the wind, her voice bone-chillingly cold.
Everyone shivered in unison, their hair standing on end.
Xiao Xiao, Nanmen Yun'er, and Zhu Lu exchanged looks and were about to stand up when someone beat them to it. "I object."
The three girls looked up to see that it was Wu Feng.
"Very well. You are expelled," Zhou Yi said, looking at her coldly.
"I am a core disciple of the Martial Soul Department. You have no authority to expel me." Wu Feng didn't know if it was a surge of pride or something else, but she had reached her limit and was letting everything out.
Zhou Yi said icily, "You are right. You are a core disciple, and I indeed lack the authority to expel you. But as I just said, any who dare to question a teacher will be expelled. I will submit an application to the Academy shortly to have you transferred out of Freshman Class One. But for now, Wu Feng, stand up and get out."
Wu Feng froze for a moment. She hadn't expected the old woman to be so tyrannical and unreasonable. It was the exact opposite of what a teacher should be, and she was dazed for a moment.
Before she could react, Zhou Yi's figure blurred, appearing before her in an instant. She reached out to grab Wu Feng by the collar.
Wu Feng was only a Rank 26 Great Soul Master; she was no match for Zhou Yi, a six-ring Soul Emperor. She instinctively closed her eyes.
However, the expected scene of being tossed out like a little chick did not happen. Instead, she felt her body suddenly grow light. Accompanied by a familiar masculine scent and a gentle breeze, she felt weightless beneath her feet, and Zhou Yi's grab caught nothing but air.
When they looked at the spot again, Wu Feng was gone. Zhou Yi scanned the room and found that, at some unknown point, Wu Feng had appeared at the classroom door, cradled in Feng Piaoling's arms in a princess carry.
Not only was Zhou Yi stunned, but Wang Yan and the other students were also shocked. Especially Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin—their eyes nearly popped out of their heads.
What kind of speed was that? Why did it feel even faster than Teacher Zhou Yi? Or was it that during the freshman assessment finals, Feng Piaoling was just playing around and hadn't used his full strength at all?
Inside Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, the Skydream Ice Worm was unable to control its excitement, shouting, "Holy crap! This kid's speed has jumped by another huge margin..." Following that, a wave of regret washed over it again. Why? Why had it been so obsessed as to choose Huo Yuhao instead of this kid? Why...
In contrast, Xiao Xiao, Zhu Lu, and Nanmen Yun'er looked at Feng Piaoling with the eyes of adoring fangirls. Even Wang Dong'er's gaze dithered for a moment before she whispered to herself, "This guy... he always loves showing off like that."
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