Douluo Continent: Shrek Prince, Getting to the Root of the Matter

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Footsteps came from the doorway. The classroom was filled with excellent Soul Masters whose visual and auditory abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people.

Therefore, they all understood that the teacher had arrived, and they all returned to their seats, and the noisy classroom immediately quieted down.

Yu Wudao marveled at the sight.

It seems that the tradition of students fearing their teachers cannot be eradicated in any world. However, most of the students at Shrek Academy are high achievers, making them even more self-disciplined.

Footsteps approached slowly, and then the back door was pushed open.

The woman who entered was a wrinkled old woman, whose face was etched with deep wrinkles that gave her a harsh look.

That old face looked like it belonged to someone who had been a dean of students for over a decade; his expressionless face exuded a stern aura, which made the students even more reserved.

She strolled to the podium, and instead of introducing herself immediately, she threw her lesson plan on the table, crossed her arms, and looked around.

The students who were stared at by her all turned their heads away in fear, not daring to meet her sharp gaze.

After scanning the area, Zhou Yi looked away, picked up the chalk, turned around, and wrote her name on the blackboard.

"My name is Zhou Yi, and I'm the homeroom teacher of you bunch of good-for-nothings!"

She threw the chalk back into the box, placed her hands on the podium, and leaned forward.

"Has any of you gotten into fights after enrolling?"

As she spoke, Zhou Yi stared intently at Yu Wudao, her meaning clear.

Originally, Zhou Yi was not supposed to lead this class of freshmen; instead, Du Weilun had prepared a renowned senior teacher from the School of Foreign Languages ​​for her.

However, Zhou Yi was immediately captivated when she happened to see the class roster.

She believes that she is only one student who is good enough to become a case study, and Yu Wudao is that student.

Furthermore, Yu Wudao's unruly nature was notorious in the outer courtyard, even causing Yan Shaozhe a great deal of trouble. However, in Zhou Yi's eyes, he was nothing more than a spoiled child by the elders of the inner courtyard, and Zhou Yi's greatest skill was taming proud beasts!

If Yu Wudao is properly trained, regardless of his talent and abilities, this achievement alone would surely make Dean Yan look at him with new respect!

Moreover, even excluding Yu Wudao, the students in this class are far more talented than those she has taught in previous years.

So, she pleaded with the special-grade teacher to go to the third grade and take care of her students, saying that although she had been reported by her classmates and demoted to the first grade, she was still worried about the students.

The conscientious old teacher, out of respect for Zhou Yi's sincerity and Fan Yu's feelings, agreed to Zhou Yi's request.

Back in the classroom

Under Zhou Yi's sharp gaze

Wang Dong sat awkwardly next to Yu Wudao. After hesitating for a long time, she finally couldn't hold back any longer and leaned on the table to stand up.

However, just as she was about to stand up, a large hand suddenly reached out from the side and pressed her back down.

Looking to the side, I saw Yu Wudao.

He leaned back, raised his legs from under the table and crossed them on the tabletop, a playful smile on his lips, and looked at Zhou Yi on the podium with a provocative gaze.

"No!"

Yu Wudao's voice was exceptionally clear in the classroom, where you could hear a pin drop.

"As expected of the Little Demon King! He actually dared to face the oppressive aura of Abbess Miejue!"

"How can someone be so audacious!"

"Damn, how can he be such a good actor?"

"So handsome..."

The once quiet classroom instantly became noisy because of Yu Wudao's actions.

Wang Dong turned to look at him in astonishment, her eyes filled with shock.

"Dude, you're really going to do it? You're even more genuine than that kid Wang Zhiyu in my sect!"

Veins bulged on Zhou Yi's forehead, and her soul power surged throughout her body. Six soul rings instantly appeared behind her.

The Soul Emperor's oppressive aura swept through every corner of the classroom, and the lively classroom instantly fell silent again.

She forced out three words through her teeth, "Yu Wudao..."

"Shut up!"

However, before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a rude male voice.

Yu Wudao slapped the desk so hard it shattered, then stood up and pointed at Zhou Yi's nose, shouting at her:

"You old codger! What do you mean by showing off your martial spirit? Are you threatening me? Or are you showing off to me?"

Six spirit rings and you're so proud of it? If I were your age and only had the cultivation of a Spirit Emperor, I would have fucking killed myself! What are you so proud of?

You think I don't know what you're up to? Trying to train me? Who do you think you are?!

"So what if I got into a fight?! You like to threaten students with expulsion, right?! Go ahead and expel me if you dare! Let Yan Shaozhe see how capable you really are!"

After saying that, he let out a long sigh, as if he had exhaled all the frustration in his heart, and then left the classroom with a flick of his hand.

Speechless, simply foul-mouthed, the ultimate enjoyment!

Dead silence—

The crowd below the stage was so frightened that they dared not utter a sound, and could only watch Yu Wudao leave with awe.

Wang Dong was completely dumbfounded.

"He just left so nonchalantly after yelling? Was he not bragging?"

Zhou Yi, standing on the podium, had a livid face. She knew it would be difficult to subdue Yu Wudao, but she never expected him to be so arrogant!

"If I were your age and only had the cultivation of a Soul Emperor, I would have already killed myself by now." "Who do you think you are?" "If you've got the guts, go and open it for me."

Yu Wudao's mockery still seemed to echo in her ears. Zhou Yi's teeth were clenched so tightly that they made a grinding sound. She had never been so angry in all her years of teaching.

Moreover, the key point is that Zhou Yi herself really can't do anything to Yu Wudao, not even a minor punishment. It's not that she's worried about Yu Wudao's identity; after all, Zhou Yi isn't qualified to know Yu Wudao's specific identity yet.

The problem is that Zhou Yi didn't get her position as homeroom teacher through proper channels. She had hoped that if she achieved good results in the freshman competition, her position would naturally be secured. However, if she angered Yu Wudao and he reported her situation to the management, she would probably be fired before tomorrow!

"Are we just going to let it go like this?"

She thought to herself with some resentment, and just then, the silence was broken, and the students in the classroom inevitably started talking again.

"A six-ring Soul Emperor! I'm trembling just sitting here. How can this guy be so fearless!"

"Do you even know who this guy is? How dare he address the dean by his first name!"

"You don't even know who he is? Have you been hiding in your dorm these past two days, playing A?"

"Go to hell..."

"The Dean?"

"That's right, Yan Shaozhe is the dean of Shrek Academy and the dean of the Martial Soul Department."

"You...you just called Dean Yan by name, right?"

"I*you*#%&*%#"

……

"No, maybe I can't do much against him on my own, but I can be more than one person."

Zhou Yi looked at the noisy classroom, and her eyes gradually calmed down.