Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 356 Zhou Yi's Furious Outburst
The crowd dispersed, leaving only Zhou Yi and Gula at the edge of the vast square. The atmosphere was as oppressive as the deathly stillness before a storm.

“Gula,” Zhou Yi’s voice was like a suppressed volcano about to erupt, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, “Look what you’ve done!”

Gula looked at her calmly, her eyes clear and innocent: "Teacher Zhou, I don't understand what good thing you're talking about?"

"Still pretending to be stupid?!" Zhou Yi suddenly took a step forward, and the violent aura of the Soul Emperor pressed down on Gula again, trying to make him submit.

"That senior downstairs in the dormitory, how could someone like him be the despicable person you're describing? You're clearly framing him on purpose! You're trying to provoke me into clashing with him, to see me humiliated! Isn't that it?!"

Despite Zhou Yi's soul-suppressing influence, Gula remained calm, not even twitching the hem of her clothes. She merely tilted her head slightly, revealing a perfectly timed expression of confusion:

"A false accusation? Teacher Zhou, I was just stating my impression of what I saw, that the old man's eyes seemed a bit strange. As for what kind of 'senior' he was... how would a freshman like me know?"

"Teacher Zhou, didn't you verify the truth of the matter before going to him? You just went and angrily questioned an old man?"

"You—!" Zhou Yi was so choked that she almost couldn't catch her breath, her face turning bright red. Gula's words were like two needles, precisely piercing the place where she felt most guilty and most aggrieved.

Confirm? She was consumed by rage and only thought about catching the "hooligan." She didn't even consider confirming the identity of the other party... She was blinded by anger and didn't think about it at all.

"Strong words!"

Zhou Yi forcibly suppressed her surging anger and avoided this embarrassing topic, her voice even colder and more piercing, "This is not a reason for you to be disrespectful to your elders and to make fun of your teacher."

"Gula, listen to me. From today onwards, you better keep your head down! In my class, if you dare to overstep your bounds even slightly, or try to be clever in the slightest..."

She stared intently into Gula's eyes, enunciating each word with a threatening tone: "I will make sure you get kicked out of Shrek Academy, and I mean it!"

Faced with this blatant threat, Gula's reaction surprised Zhou Yi.

He felt no fear, no anger, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.

He simply shrugged indifferently, a faint, almost contemptuous smile playing on his lips.

"Whatever." Gula's voice was as flat as if he were discussing the weather. "Teacher Zhou, whatever makes you happy. Firing me? You can try."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Zhou Yi's face, which was distorted by extreme anger. He turned around and walked towards the teaching building with his usual relaxed steps, as if he had just heard some irrelevant nonsense.

"You...you stop right there!" Zhou Yi looked at Gula's back, which completely ignored her, and was so angry that she trembled all over. Her soul power was also slightly leaking out uncontrollably, and the stone slabs under her feet made a slight cracking sound.

She had never seen such an arrogant and unyielding student! Expel her? Of course she wanted to! But now that Gula had just been noticed by that senior, and the other party didn't really have any clear, convincing evidence against her... she could only swallow her anger.

"Fine, fine, Gura, you just wait!"

Zhou Yi watched Gula's figure disappear around the corner of the teaching building, her eyes burning with resentment. "I don't believe I can't catch you wrong. Once you're in my hands, I'll see how I deal with you."

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The teaching building for new students, classroom for Class 1, Grade 1.

The atmosphere was somewhat eerie. The seats of the students who had been forcibly expelled by Zhou Yi were now vacant, and the remaining students were all silent and trembling, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Zhou Yi's face was so gloomy it could drip water. Standing on the podium, she exuded a low-pressure aura that kept strangers at bay.

As the school bell rang, Gula strolled into the classroom, ignoring Zhou Yi's piercing gaze, and casually found a seat at the back.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to erupt, and was just about to begin her thunderous "first lesson of the new semester" when there was a knock on the classroom door.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly brought the tense atmosphere in the classroom to a standstill.

"Who?!" Zhou Yi shouted irritably, her mood extremely bad.

The door was pushed open, and a gentle, calm voice rang out: "Teacher Zhou Yi, I apologize for disturbing you."

The man who walked in was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old. He was tall and upright, dressed in a pure white tuxedo with gold trim, and had a refined and noble demeanor.

With a handsome face, a gentle smile, and deep, wise eyes that seemed to encompass all things, he was none other than Yan Shaozhe, the Dean of the Spirit Martial Arts Department at Shrek Academy and the Phoenix Douluo.

"Dean Yan?" Zhou Yi was taken aback, quickly suppressing her anger, but her tone remained somewhat stiff. "What brings you here?"

Yan Shaozhe's gaze swept gently across the classroom, finally settling on the handsome young man sitting quietly in the back row, his smile seeming to deepen.

"It's nothing serious. I just heard that our Martial Soul Department recruited a genius freshman with the 'Ultimate Fire' attribute this year, so I came to check it out."

His gaze fell upon Gula with undisguised admiration and inquiry: "Gula, is that right?" Gula stood up and gave a respectful bow: "Greetings, Dean Yan."

"Okay, okay." Yan Shaozhe nodded with a smile, his words revealing his undisguised emphasis and expectation.

"The ultimate fire is one in a million, with limitless potential. Train hard at Shrek Academy, and the Martial Soul Department will provide you with the best resources and guidance."

Zhou Yi listened from the side, her expression changing constantly, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

The Ultimate Fire! ?
This talent signifies that he will definitely become a Super Douluo and has the potential to become the number one person on the continent.

Dean Yan's personal visit shows how much he values ​​her. She was just thinking about how to get rid of this "troublemaker," is there still a chance?
Zhou Yi's expression shifted, and she already knew the answer in her heart. This made her feel incredibly humiliated. She didn't want to admit that she was a bully who preyed on the weak, but should she refuse to back down and instead confront the dean head-on?

She already knew the answer deep down.

Yan Shaozhe offered Gula a few more words of encouragement, urging him to study diligently under Teacher Zhou Yi's guidance. Then, turning to Zhou Yi, his tone remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable air of authority:

"Teacher Zhou, Gula is exceptionally talented and is the future hope of the academy. His instruction requires extra care and the right methods. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Dean Yan," Zhou Yi replied, her voice dry as she lowered her head. How could she not hear the veiled threat in Yan Shaozhe's words?
"Be mindful of the approach?" It means telling her to tone it down and not use the same tactics she uses on ordinary students on this "precious one."

It's clear that Shrek Academy was aware of her practice of expelling underperforming students to improve the pass rate; however, those students did indeed perform poorly and lacked strong backgrounds, which was not enough to attract the academy's attention.

Yan Shaozhe's martial soul, the Bright Phoenix, has been stuck at level 94 for decades. Unlike Mu Ye, his soul is not limited; it's simply that his temperament is too petty, which doesn't conform to the upright and righteous characteristics of the Bright Phoenix martial soul, thus preventing him from breaking through.

Yan Shaozhe nodded in satisfaction, glanced at Gula again, and then turned to leave. His purpose for this trip was twofold: first, to confirm Gula's ultimate fire, and second, to give Zhou Yi a warning. He had achieved his goals.

The classroom door closed, and after a brief silence, countless shocked, envious, and jealous gazes focused on Gula.

Dean Yan came to visit me personally and showed such great importance to me; this is quite a treatment…

Wang Dong looked at Gula with a complex expression, a mixture of resentment, shock, and a hint of defeat that she herself didn't even realize...

Huo Yuhao looked on with admiration and longing. The Ultimate Flame! He had no idea his classmate was so amazing.

Zhou Yi stood on the podium, her face turning pale and then flushed, her chest heaving violently.

Yan Shaozhe's warning was still ringing in her ears, and Gula's calm and composed demeanor made her feel so frustrated that she almost vomited blood.

Expelled? Give it a try? How could she dare to try now?! Yan Shaozhe's meaning couldn't be clearer: this kid is now a key protected target of the Martial Soul Department.

Looking at Gula's still expressionless, handsome face, she felt a surge of anger with nowhere to go, making her vision blur.

She slammed her hand on the podium, the loud noise startling everyone.

"What are you looking at! Class is in session!"

Zhou Yi's voice was like ice shattering, filled with unvented rage, "Open the first chapter of your textbooks. Today we're going to talk about the basic classification of martial spirits. Everyone, pay attention! If anyone is distracted, don't blame me for being impolite."

This was the only way she could vent her anger and frustration on the remaining silent students.

Gula, seemingly oblivious to the oppressive atmosphere, slowly opened his new textbook, his gaze fixed on the pages, his eyes calm and undisturbed, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

Moon's self-created soul skills, the power of destiny of the Imperial Beast, Elex's necromancy... There seem to be more things worth studying in this era than he had anticipated.

As for Teacher Zhou, who was practically bursting with anger on the podium? He was nothing more than insignificant background noise.

The atmosphere in the classroom of Class 1, Freshman Year at Shrek Academy suddenly relaxed as the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

However, this relaxation did not last long before it was replaced by a more subtle kind of eagerness.

"Gura-kun, let's get acquainted, my name is..."

"Gula brothers, the Ultimate Fire Martial Soul is amazing! Please guide me in the future!"

"Gula, your spirit leaving your body yesterday was so cool! How did you do that?"

Like a tide, many students instantly gathered around Gula's seat, their faces showing either sincere or tentative smiles, chattering away to try and get closer to him.

Most of the young men and women who are admitted to Shrek Academy come from families with rich academic backgrounds and naturally understand what the words "ultimate martial soul" mean in the world of soul masters—it is a passport to the pinnacle.

Establishing a good relationship with such a rising star in advance is absolutely beneficial.

(End of this chapter)