Chapter 32 Fan Yu!

It's like a bronze player controlling a master player; it's absolutely outrageous.

"You bastard, how dare you call me trash! I'll teach you a lesson today! Huo Yuhao, let go!"

Wang Dong struggled and shook off Huo Yuhao. Immediately, she was possessed by the Goddess of Light Butterfly, and a pair of blue-gold wings stretched out from her back.

"stop!"

A low shout rang out.

"The teacher is here!"

The crowd parted, and Du Weilun, with a gloomy expression, led several teachers to Han Yu and the others first.

"Save Zhou Yi first!"

Du Weilun spoke to one of the male teachers dressed in white.

The male teacher nodded, and a dazzling array of spirit rings rose from beneath his feet—two yellow, two purple, and three black, totaling seven.

He raised his hands, and a soft green light emanated from his palms. His seventh soul ring shone brightly with black light. In a flash, he disappeared from everyone's sight. The emerald green leaves grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the seven-ring male teacher had transformed into a Tree of Life.

As if a gentle breeze had blown by, a bright green leaf flew out from the huge tree with its enormous canopy and landed directly on Zhou Yi, who was seriously injured.

Zhou Yi's complexion visibly regained its color, the blood in her body stopped flowing, and her breathing gradually became steady.

The Tree of Life vanished in specks of green light, and the male teacher reappeared before everyone, his expression slightly grim.

Just as he was about to say something, a man suddenly appeared.

"Zhou Yi, how are you?"

The man was very muscular, with a neat short haircut, and exuded a strong metallic aura. He ran towards Zhou Yi's location with a look of urgency and let out an urgent shout.

Du Weilun and the others surrounded Zhou Yi, and the male teacher tugged at the man's sleeve.

He whispered, "Teacher Fanyu, Zhou Yi's injuries have almost fully recovered, that's all."

At this point, she seemed a little embarrassed to speak, and hesitated for a moment, looking at the teacher named Fan Yu with pity in her eyes.

Fan Yu didn't think too much about it. At this moment, his mind was entirely on Zhou Yi, so he asked without looking up, "But what? Explain yourself."

Hearing that Zhou Yi was alright, he felt a great weight lifted from his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Her chest was severely injured; a powerful bolt of lightning destroyed her muscle tissue, and she may be somewhat unbalanced in the future."

The male teacher gritted his teeth, pointed to Zhou Yi's sunken chest, and said somewhat tactfully.

"Um?"

Du Weilun and the other teachers exchanged glances, their expressions strange. How could they not understand the male teacher's unspoken meaning?

Simply put, Zhou Yi is missing a piece of that area; the muscle is necrotic, and it's impossible for it to fully recover.

Even if you manage to attach it, it might be asymmetrical, and if you apply too much force, it might fall off while you're kneading it.

The teachers shuddered at the thought of that scene; it was too terrifying to bear.

At this moment, Fan Yu clearly understood as well, his face turned ugly, and his gaze towards Zhou Yi was complicated.

"Fan Yu, avenge me! I...I..."

Zhou Yi also understood, and the thought of what might happen to her in the future overwhelmed her, and she fainted.

Upon seeing this, Fan Yu's face turned extremely ugly, so gloomy it seemed to drip water. He said in a low voice, "Someone tell me, who did this to Teacher Zhou?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding students all turned to look at Han Yu.

Fan Yu followed the gaze to Han Yu standing to the side, exuding a terrifying aura. He strode up to Han Yu and whispered, "Is it you who beat Zhou Yi up like this?"

Han Yu didn't answer him, but turned to Du Weilun and nodded slightly: "Director Du, won't you say a few words?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weilun immediately felt a headache coming on. He had already learned the whole story from the surrounding students, and the whole matter was not Han Yu's fault at all.

"Damn Zhou Yi, you're always causing me trouble. If it weren't for your high-ranking husband, I would have fired you long ago."

Du Weilun was filled with resentment. His position as the dean of students was awkward; he was neither the best nor the worst, and anyone could rival him.

Although he was biased towards Han Yu, Zhou Yi's identity was not simple either. She was Fan Yu's wife, and in terms of status, he was not as good as Fan Yu. Therefore, he turned a blind eye to Zhou Yi's daily behavior.

However, a student assaulting a teacher, and causing such a significant impact, is one thing if it were just a simple case of assaulting a teacher, but the person in question is Fan Yu's wife.

If this isn't handled properly, his job as head of academic affairs might be over.

Du Weilun turned to a teacher beside him and whispered a few words. The teacher nodded repeatedly and then turned and left.

After giving a few instructions, Du Weilun put on a smile and said, "Teacher Fanyu, student Hanyu, please come to my office first. This is not the place to talk."

"Hmph! You'd better give me an explanation today, or else!"

After Fan Yu finished speaking, he quickly turned around, picked up the unconscious Zhou Yi, and left. He wanted to take Zhou Yi to the infirmary first.

Du Weilun's expression changed several times when he saw Fan Yu showing him no respect, but he quickly regained his smile.

Let's go!

Du Weilun chuckled at Han Yu, signaling him not to feel too much pressure.

Du Weilun admired Han Yu's talent for beating Zhou Yi so badly, and he believed that the higher-ups would definitely protect Han Yu.

Han Yu stood to the side, watching Du Weilun's expression change dozens of times in a short period of time, and a hint of admiration in her eyes.

One can only sigh that it takes real talent to become a dean of students.

I followed Du Weilun to the office.

Du Weilun's office is not large, but it is very tidy, which shows that he usually has a good work style.

Han Yu casually found a sofa and sat down.

"Hanyu, don't worry. I have looked into this matter and the responsibility does not lie with you. I believe the academy will not take sides."

Bang!

"Is that so? This student Han Yu is so arrogant that he can even be so ruthless to his own teacher. It is clear that this boy has a wicked heart, and the academy should punish him severely."

Just as Du Weilun finished speaking, the sound of a door slamming against the wall came, and Fan Yu appeared before the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Du Weilun's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he said with resentment, "Teacher Fanyu, you should be aware of what happened. Zhou Yi was in the wrong first, so why blame Hanyu?"

Fan Yu angrily said, "Even if Zhou Yi was in the wrong first, he shouldn't have been so ruthless."

"Who knew Teacher Zhou Yi was so bad? Is it my fault she couldn't defend against my moves?"

"Teacher Fanyu, right? If you were to fight a Title Douluo and couldn't beat them, would you blame them for being stronger than you?"

Just then, Han Yu finally couldn't take it anymore; these people must be out of their minds.

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