Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 43 Du Weilun

Mo Yuan pondered for a moment and then said, "You want to change these?"

"Of course, but even if I want to change these, what's the point?" Bai Yi shook his head and sighed.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Anyway, just like what you said, Brother Mo, we have talent and don't need to worry about these things."

Looking at Bai Yi who was leaning against the window with a pensive look in his eyes, Mo Yuan seemed to be thinking about something. He had not realized before that his roommate was quite different from the natives of Douluo Continent.

However, it is too early to think about these things now. Even if you have some ideas, you have to become strong enough to implement them. Mo Yuan suppressed his thoughts and closed his eyes to meditate and practice again.

After Mo Yuan closed his eyes, Bai Yi came back to his senses from his thoughts, turned his head and looked at Mo Yuan, looking at his roommate who he had been with for three months.

Thinking about Mo Yuan's strength and talent, Bai Yi's eyes showed a conflicted look, and his fingers gently stroked a silver bracelet on his left wrist, which was his soul guide.

Bai Yi thought for a long time, and opened his mouth several times to say something, but he swallowed the words back in the end. He only left a silent sigh and sat back on the bed to continue practicing.

……

In the office of the Wuhun Department's Dean of Studies, Dean Du Weilun sat behind his desk, carefully looking over the assessment results of each class's freshmen, nodding with satisfaction from time to time.

Opposite him were the head teachers of the ten classes of this freshman class, and all ten of them were standing there quietly.

After reading for a while, Du Weilun put down the document and praised Mu Jin, who had a faint smile on her face.

"Mujin, your Class 9 really shined in this assessment. Two teams achieved perfect victories in the first round. That's great."

After praising Mu Jin, Du Weilun commented on the head teachers of the other eight classes. When it came to Zhou Yi's turn, who had a cold expression as if someone owed him money, Du Weilun's face turned cold.

He was very upset with the teacher who, in order to improve the admission rate, expelled more than half of the students in the class.

After all, only a few students with ordinary backgrounds can come to Shrek Academy to study, and most of them have family support.

If Zhou Yi arbitrarily expelled a student, wouldn't the student's parents come to the academy to make a scene? Every time this happened, he, as the Dean of Studies, had to swallow his pride and deal with it.

But there is no way. Even though I really want to kick Zhou Yi out of the college, who can blame her for having such a strong background?

Seeing Du Weilun like this, the seven head teachers beside him immediately understood what was going on. After secretly glancing at Zhou Yi who still had a cold face, they didn't dare to say anything.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. Ordinary teachers dare not get involved in the affairs of the upper class.

But no one dared to do it. As Zhou Yi's mortal enemy, Mu Jin, who also liked Fan Yu, saw Du Weilun like this and knew it was time for her to take action.

"Zhou Yi, I see that the best team in your class this time is two great soul masters with a soul master who is only at the first level? This shouldn't be the case," Mu Jin pretended to be puzzled.

"You always expel the weaker students early, so how come the remaining students are still this weak? Could it be that you are dazzled and have expelled some of the stronger students?"

Upon hearing this, the seven head teachers were stunned and then immediately looked straight at the floor.

This floor is so hard...

"Mu Jin, since when did it become your turn to dictate my teaching methods?" Zhou Yi's face turned cold, and she started to fight back without caring whether this was the dean's office or not.
"Don't think that just because your class nine has two Soul Masters, it means your teaching quality is good. It's just luck."

"Luck is also a part of strength. Isn't that what you said before? And I need to correct you. Our class has one Soul Master and one Soul Sect."

After Mu Jin finished speaking in a sarcastic tone, his expression turned cold.

"Zhou Yi, you'd better pray that the team in your class will meet Mo Yuan and his team instead of Ning Tian. Do you know why?" "What do you mean?" Zhou Yi was puzzled. She knew that Mo Yuan was a Soul Sect leader and Ning Tian was a Soul Lord. From what Mu Jin said, could it be that Ning Tian's team was stronger than Mo Yuan's team?

The other seven class teachers including Du Weilun became interested after hearing this. They were all familiar with the name Mo Yuan, an eleven-year-old Soul Sect member with a fourth soul ring that had lasted for ten thousand years and was a well-deserved monster.

"Haha, of course your team would have lost gracefully against Mo Yuan and his team. After all, Mo Yuan's plan is to not attack if the opponent doesn't have a Soul Master, and it just so happens that your class doesn't have a single Soul Master."

Mu Jin emphasized the seven words "not even a single Soul Master", and the meaning was self-evident.

"Mu Jin you!" Zhou Yi was angry, but just as he was about to fight back, he was interrupted by a loud noise.

boom!
"How disgraceful! Shut up! This is my office, not a market! If you want to start a fight, get out!"

Du Weilun slammed the table and pointed at Mu Jin and Zhou Yi and cursed loudly, but if you look closely, you can find that compared to Mu Jin, Du Weilun cursed Zhou Yi more.

After all, if scolding him openly doesn't work, it should be okay for him to scold him secretly, right?

"Lord Du..." Zhou Yi just opened her mouth to say that it was Mu Jin who started the trouble, but Du Weilun interrupted her before she could say two words.

"Everyone get lost!"

After hearing this, Zhou Yi realized that Du Weilun was angry at her. She glared at Mu Jin with cold eyes, then slammed the door and left.

Seeing this, the remaining class teachers, including Mu Jin, did not dare to say anything more and quickly left the dean's office.

After the door was closed, Du Weilun rubbed his brows and felt a little headache. He had been the dean of studies for so many years and almost every year he had to deal with a lot of trouble because of Zhou Yi.

If it weren't for Fan Yu, Du Weilun would have asked that teacher to guard the gate long ago if it were someone else.

After taking a deep breath to ease the unhappiness in his heart, Du Weilun inadvertently glanced at the freshmen assessment results on the table.

It was at this glance that a name caught his eye.

"Mo Yuan, Mu Jin..."

Du Weilun gently stroked his chin with his right hand, looking thoughtful. Then he opened the cabinet and took out a document from the drawer and began to read it.

This information was recorded three months ago by the referee of the Fighting Spirit Arena. It contained information about someone cheating during the battle between Beibei and Xu Sanshi.

This incident not only caused heated discussion among the students at the time, but also attracted the attention of him as the dean of studies.

After all, Beibei and Xu Sanshi are not only famous, but also have backgrounds that are more ruthless than the other. If anything happens to either of them, it will cause huge waves.

Looking at the information recorded above, Du Weilun suddenly smiled, and a good idea to deal with Zhou Yi emerged in his mind.

"Haha, Zhou Yi, I can't get rid of you since you have Fan Yu as your backer. But if you leave on your own, it's none of my business."

　Thanks to the book friend: Mai Heyuanfang for sending a monthly ticket, thanks to the book friend: the Holy Jade Emperor in the Sky for sending a monthly ticket, thanks to the book friend: the handsome guy who likes reading for sending a monthly ticket.

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(End of this chapter)