Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 162 Grandpa, I want this!

The moment this decision was made, a murmur of discussion arose in the classroom.

"Why?"

"Exactly, there wasn't even an election..."

"Isn't this too biased?"

Mu Jin ignored these questions and simply looked at Dai Yuntian: "Dai Yuntian, do you have anything to say?"

Dai Yuntian stood up, looked around, and said calmly, "If anyone is not convinced, they can challenge me now."

Seeing this, Dai Qiu'er glanced coldly at everyone, then stood up as well, a cold smile curving her lips: "If you want to challenge the class monitor, you'll have to challenge me first. Let me make it clear beforehand, I won't hold back!"

After he finished speaking, the four perfectly matched spirit rings fell one after another.

Golden dragon scales appeared and disappeared, and the terrifying aura of the golden dragon pressed down on the entire scene, making many soul masters with beast martial souls unable to breathe.

The classroom fell silent instantly.

A challenge to Dai Yuntian?
A challenge to Dai Qiu'er?
What an international joke!
These two are monsters who can even defeat inner court disciples!

Who dares to take the challenge? And who can actually do it?
Seriously speaking, the students in this class are all exceptional individuals; there are hardly any idiots among them.

Their complaints were just grumbling.

Seeing that no one spoke, Dai Yuntian sat down again.

Mu Jin stood on the podium, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.

She had long anticipated this outcome; Dai Yuntian's strength far surpassed that of ordinary students, they were simply not on the same level.

However, just as the atmosphere was about to ease, a voice suddenly rang out:
"I want to take on the challenge."

Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the back of the classroom.

A burly young man stood up. He was nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles, and his whole body resembled a small mountain.

His eyes were filled with defiance and provocation as he stared intently at Dai Yuntian.

"It's Tieshan!"

"The young sect master of the Ironclad Sect!"

"It is said that his martial soul, the Ironclad Bull, has extremely strong defensive capabilities, which even a Soul Master cannot break through!"

"It is said that he did not participate in the freshman assessment because he had a bad temper and could not find teammates during the assessment period."

Tieshan strode heavily to the center of the classroom and said in a gruff voice, "Dai Yuntian, I'm not convinced."

Dai Yuntian looked at him, a playful smile playing on his lips: "So, you think you're better than me?"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Tie Shan snorted coldly: "I heard you have three 100,000-year soul rings? Who knows if it's just a smokescreen!"

The classroom fell silent again after he said that.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Dai Yuntian's reaction.

Dai Yuntian wasn't angry; instead, he smiled.

For students who are narrow-minded and arrogant, it is only right to strike hard.

He slowly stood up and walked towards the center of the classroom: "Okay, let's give it a try."

Mu Jin frowned, but did not stop it.

Because he also knew that this was the best way to establish authority.

Use force to intimidate!

After all, the shock of those three 100,000-year soul rings was too great. Even many people who saw them with their own eyes found it hard to believe, thinking it was an illusion.

Not to mention some students who did not participate in the new student assessment due to special reasons.

"The rules are simple: no soul skills allowed, only martial souls are permitted. Fight with your physical strength. Whoever falls first loses. Do you dare?"

Tieshan stretched his limbs, staring at Dai Yuntian with his large, bell-like eyes.

"can."

Dai Yuntian nodded.

A hint of joy flashed in Tieshan's eyes.

He wasn't stupid, of course. He knew that his soul power was inferior to Dai Yuntian's, and he definitely couldn't win in a normal fight, so he specifically chose a field that he was good at.

strength!

His martial spirit, the Ironclad Bull, excels in strength and defense.

Even though his current soul power is only level 28, he is following a full strength path, and his first two soul rings are both absorption of strength attributes.

Therefore, his power is even comparable to that of many Soul Masters who possess bear-type martial souls.

Secondly, his challenge to Dai Yuntian wasn't just for the class monitor position; it was primarily for fame. After all, given his status and strength, losing to Dai Yuntian was to be expected.

But if you're lucky enough to win just once, you'll become famous overnight!

"start!"

Tieshan shouted loudly, and two yellow spirit rings lit up on his body, indicating that his martial spirit had been attached to him.

His skin instantly turned iron gray, and he became like an iron tower as he charged towards Dai Yuntian.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

Tieshan's fist slammed solidly into Dai Yuntian's chest.

However, Dai Yuntian remained completely still, without even frowning.

Tieshan stared wide-eyed at his fist in disbelief: "What? How is this possible?!"

His all-out attack couldn't even make Dai Yuntian take a step back?
"It's my turn."

Dai Yuntian said calmly, then clenched his right fist and casually punched Tieshan in the chest.

"boom!"

Another muffled sound.

Tieshan felt an irresistible force coming at him, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the back wall of the classroom before sliding to the ground.

"puff--"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale as paper.

Everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence.

One punch!
With just one punch, he defeated Tieshan, who was considered one of the best among them!

The difference is so huge it's despair-inducing!
Some students who were initially restless immediately calmed down.

Dai Yuntian withdrew his fist and looked around: "Is there anyone else who's not convinced?"

The classroom was completely silent; everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

Dai Yuntian nodded: "Then, from now on, I am the class monitor. Anyone who has any objections can challenge me at any time."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his seat.

Mu Jin smiled with satisfaction and cleared her throat: "Since no one else is going to challenge us, then Dai Yuntian will be the class monitor and Dai Qiu'er will be the vice class monitor. Now let's begin class!"

……

Shrek City, Chen Family Mansion

"Grandpa! Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Chen Wen stormed into the family's backyard and found Old Chen fishing by the pond.

Chen Wen returned to his family and found the family's pillar of strength, Elder Chen.

This man was once one of the elders of Shrek Academy. Although he did not enter the Sea God Pavilion due to his strength, he was once very powerful.

Although he has been retired for many years, his influence still lingers. As long as he is alive, maintaining the Chen family's current prosperity is not a problem.

Old Chen squinted, his fishing rod motionless, his voice gentle and indulgent: "Little Wenwen, why are you so angry? Who bullied you?"

"It's still that hibiscus!"

Chen Wen gritted his teeth: "Look how arrogant she's become! She even looks down on me, a senior teacher in the foreign language department! She even gave me a hard time today!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of helplessness flashed in Old Chen's eyes.

His granddaughter is good in every way, except that she is too spoiled and has become accustomed to running rampant in the outer courtyard by relying on the family's power.

But he always doted on his children, especially his youngest granddaughter, whom he almost always granted.

He was born into a poor family, and due to a mutation in his martial soul, he finally managed to become a Title Douluo.

In his view, he had worked hard all his life, wasn't it all for his children and grandchildren?

Therefore, this time is no exception.

Old Chen put down his fishing rod and turned to look at her: "Little Wenwen, what do you want from all this? I'll make sure you get it."

Chen Wen's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward, pleading, "Grandpa, I want the position of class teacher for the first core class of freshmen!"

She paused, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes:

“In previous years, Zhou Yi and I took turns serving, but this year that Mu Jin actually took it!”

"What makes her so special? Don't you think so? How can a 30-year-old new teacher who knows nothing compare to me, a veteran teacher with 20 years of experience?"

(End of this chapter)