Douluo Continent: Thunder Roar

When the door to the meditation room opened and Zhang Lexuan and Ling Yu came out, Chen Zifeng, Han Ruoruo and the others looked at Wang Dong'er with the same gaze they would give to other promising junior brothers and sisters in the inner academy.

Although Wang Dong'er was a bit spoiled and unruly, she was, after all, born into the ancient and powerful Haotian Sect.

If he truly displayed the aura and insight of the young sect leader of the Haotian Sect, he could easily blend in with these prodigies.

However, Wang Dong'er herself, who was at the center of this shift in attention, did not feel any sense of relief from being "accepted".

She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles!

The knowing, friendly, and even somewhat benevolent gazes of the upperclassmen from the inner academy fell upon her, making her face burn with embarrassment.

From childhood to adulthood, when has she ever been so humiliated?

Like a naughty child caught red-handed, he was dragged in and left to stand aside, receiving everyone's stares!

Although the gazes were no longer malicious, the feeling of being "watched" and "forgiven" was more unbearable for her than a direct rebuke.

Seeing Ling Yu finally come out now, I actually feel a sense of relief.

When you first enter a new environment, roommates are a natural source of a sense of security and familiarity, and it's easy to form a circle of friends, provided that the two people don't dislike each other from the start.

"Senior Sister, has Xiao Tao's evil fire really been resolved?" Han Ruoruo asked gently, breaking the brief silence.

"The accumulated evil fire has been removed, but Xiao Tao is too exhausted and has fallen asleep inside. She needs to rest," Zhang Lexuan replied clearly and affirmatively.

"Truly astonishing," Chen Zifeng said, looking at Ling Yu with a complex expression. "Even the Dean found the evil fire troublesome, yet..."

Ling Yu simply nodded slightly, saying nothing more. His face was somewhat pale, clearly indicating that he had expended considerable energy. Seeing this, the others refrained from asking further questions. After exchanging a few more words about their experiences with soul power control, the conversation gradually came to an end.

Ling Yu then excused himself from Zhang Lexuan and the others, citing that he had exhausted himself and needed to rest.

Zhang Lexuan gently urged him to rest well, and Jiang Nannan watched him go with concern.

Wang Dong'er stood up almost immediately, lowered her head, and quickly followed Ling Yu as they left Jing Si Xuan together.

She didn't want to stay here a moment longer.

On the way back to the dormitory, the two walked in silence, one in front of the other.

Once the door to dormitory 108 was closed, isolating her from the outside world, Wang Dong'er finally couldn't hold back the doubts and inexplicable emotions she had been suppressing all the way.

"Hey!" She turned around, blocking Ling Yu's path as he was heading towards his bed, her pinkish-blue eyes fixed on him. "How did you do that? I've never heard of that method of sealing the evil fire before!"

Ling Yu stopped in his tracks, glanced at her, said nothing, and turned to walk around her.

Wang Dong'er wouldn't let it go, immediately taking a step to the side and blocking his way again: "I'm asking you a question!"

Ling Yu frowned almost imperceptibly, but still ignored him and changed direction.

"Hey! You stingy brat!" Wang Dong'er was a little annoyed, her voice rising a few decibels. "Would it kill you to tell me? I'm still your roommate!"

Ling Yu finally stopped, turned around, and looked at her calmly, his tone indifferent: "I'm not called 'Feed' or 'Stingy Girl'."

Wang Dong'er was taken aback by his calm gaze, her cheeks flushing slightly, whether from anger or something else, she couldn't tell. She bit her lip and muttered, almost irritably, "Ling Yu!"

After I called her name, she opened her eyes wide, with an expression that said, "I've called her as you said, now you should say it."

However, Ling Yu only glanced at her, nodded, as if to confirm that she remembered his name, and then... turned around and walked back to his bedside, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

"You...!" Wang Dong'er was speechless with anger, feeling as if she had punched a cotton ball.

This guy is clearly just giving her the runaround!

So what if I called your name?

He still didn't say anything!

She stood there angrily, watching Ling Yu enter a meditative state, looking unapproachable. Her chest heaved a few times, and in the end, she could only let out a heavy "humph" and angrily walk back to her bedside to sit down.

She hugged her knees, but her gaze couldn't help but drift towards the other side.

A faint blue mist swirled around Ling Yu.

"Huh? This guy is a water-attribute Soul Master? So he neutralized the evil fire with water? Are all the Shrek Academy students idiots? They didn't even think of that."

What she didn't know was that Ling Yu wasn't cultivating water-attribute soul power, but rather the transformation of water's properties.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Shrek Academy Freshman Teaching Building, Classroom 1.

The large classroom was filled with new students, and the air was thick with the excitement and a touch of trepidation of entering a prestigious university for the first time.

Ling Yu sat by the window, his expression calm. After a night of deep meditation, he had recovered most of the energy he had expended yesterday.

Wang Dong'er sat not far from him, still with a stern face, but her eyes kept glancing towards the door, showing a tension that she herself was unaware of.

Just before the bell rang, the classroom door was pushed open and a person walked in.

She was an old woman, with wrinkled skin and white hair, her gray hair piled on top of her head, wearing a white robe, and of medium build.

What is most impressive are her eyes, sharp as an eagle's, carrying a sense of oppression that seems to pierce through people's hearts.

Despite her advanced age, the old woman stood ramrod straight and walked quickly to the back of the podium. Undoubtedly, she was the teacher of this freshman class.

Upon seeing a teacher enter, the previously somewhat chaotic class immediately quieted down, and all eyes focused on the podium.

The old woman's gaze swept calmly from left to right, and instantly everyone felt as if they were being watched by her, an invisible pressure appearing in their hearts.

"My name is Zhou Yi, and I'm your homeroom teacher." Her voice was a harsh, hoarse hue, like a broken gong, unusually clear in the quiet classroom. "I'm not sure how many of you will make it through the next year with me. But I want to tell you that in my class, no trash will pass the assessment. I'm training monsters, not idiots."

Hearing her words, many trainees showed indignation on their faces.

Ling Yu remained calm, simply watching Zhou Yi on the podium.

A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts.

Education should be provided to all without discrimination, and instruction should be tailored to individual needs.

Is it proper for a teacher to call students "trash" or "idiots" before they have even begun to teach? If students are already omnipotent "monsters" when they enter school, then what is the purpose of the academy and the value of the teachers?

Wang Dong'er also pursed her lips, clearly not impressed by Zhou Yi's opening remarks.

"Anyone who has been in a fight since the registration started, please stand up." Zhou Yi's next sentence shocked the entire class once again.

These students were all newly admitted; who would fight in the academy for no reason? And even if they did, who would admit it? The classroom fell silent; no one stood up.

Zhou Yi's sharp eyes slowly swept across the audience, her hoarse voice carrying undisguised contempt: "Not a single one? What a bunch of useless trash. Don't you know what it means to be a coward who doesn't dare to cause trouble?"

The moment she finished speaking, a calm and clear voice rang out:

"Teacher Zhou."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ling Yu slowly stand up from the window.

Zhou Yi sneered inwardly when she saw Ling Yu slowly stand up at this moment. Standing up at this time was not brave, but fearful. He was the most mediocre of the mediocre.

Just as Zhou Yi was about to give Ling Yu a good scolding, Ling Yu's voice rang out again.