Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 36: The War God Wu Feng, Who Bursts Out His Clothes!

Not only did they lack any teacher's pride, but they also described themselves as students just like them, only starting a little earlier.

This immediately brought the teachers and students closer together.

Han Yu believes that as a teacher, you don't have to be powerful, but you need to know what students need most and how to teach them correctly.

Strength is only one part of it; life experience, knowledge, and correct values ​​can all be considered as teaching and guiding.

A strong person is not just someone with great strength, but also someone with a firm inner resolve who can face any storm with a smile and possess strong beliefs.

He is powerful but lacks sound values; he is nothing more than a brute.

"Teacher Mu, what are all these?"

A girl with long, light green hair cascading down her back asked timidly, giving off a gentle and delicate feeling.

"Nanmen Yun'er, these are training soul tools specially designed by the teacher. They can improve your abilities. Take them and train with them. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Mu Jin smiled, then picked up a white tiger staff, and with a forceful twist of both hands, the originally straight white tiger staff instantly bent into a U-shape.

Seeing how easily Mu Jin bent the White Tiger Stick, Wu Feng curled his lip in disdain and said, "Teacher, this is too easy. I can bend ten sticks like this at the same time."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jin smiled and released her grip, restoring the White Tiger Staff to its original state, saying, "Alright, Wu Feng, why don't you give it a try?"

"cut!"

"Let's give it a try, I don't believe it can be that hard. How come it's so hard?"

Wu Feng picked up the White Tiger Staff and tried to bend it, but to her surprise, the staff did not bend as she had expected.

Instead, he remained motionless, watching the questioning glances from the surrounding students.

Wu Feng's face flushed red, and he let out a low shout.

The Red Dragon Martial Soul instantly possessed him, making him appear several years older, looking about sixteen or seventeen years old.

Her school uniform ripped open, revealing a stretchy leather jacket underneath that perfectly accentuated her curves.

"Huh? The God of War with ripped clothes?"

"Looks like I'll have to show my true skills, though it'll wear out my school uniform a bit."

Han Yu, standing to the side, looked on with surprise and interest.

If he wasn't mistaken, when Mu Jin handed the White Tiger Staff to Wu Feng, she secretly pressed a button on the handle, maximizing its resilience.

When he arrived, Mu Jin explained to him that the White Tiger Staff has four grades, each corresponding to a Soul Master to a Soul Grandmaster. Given its current strength, it would be difficult to bend it without the strength to match a Soul Grandmaster.

"drink!"

Wu Feng let out a low shout, his body slightly lowered, his feet turned out about 15 degrees, and he squatted down slightly, bending his knees into a half-squat. He stretched his hands horizontally forward and firmly gripped the White Tiger Staff, gathering his strength to bend it in one fell swoop.

"Is it coming? Judging by its size, it should be able to be moved." A student whispered.

"Wu Feng's martial soul is a red dragon. Although it's a sub-dragon, it's still considered a top-tier martial soul, only slightly inferior to the white tiger martial soul. It's also known for its immense power." Ning Tian smiled, clearly very confident in Wu Feng.

"Really? I don't think she can bend it."

Just then, a somewhat cold voice entered Ning Tian's ears from behind, making her unable to help but turn around to look.

Seeing Han Yu appear in front of her, Ning Tian was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "What do you mean by that, Han Yu? I think Feng Mei should be able to persuade you."

"How about we make a bet? Let's bet on whether she can bend it or not. I bet she can't."

Han Yu smiled slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that Ning Tian was indeed good-looking, exuding an air of nobility that made him feel that this person was very expensive—yes, simply expensive.

A mobile treasure trove—how could it not be expensive?

Ning Tian glanced at Han Yu and nodded secretly. He then nodded politely and said, "Hello, Han Yu. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Ning Tian, ​​and I come from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School with Wu Feng."

"I wonder where such an outstanding genius like Hanyu comes from. His family background must be extraordinary, right?"

Han Yu was taken aback. She had made a bet with her, but now she wanted to ask where she was from. What should she do?

After a moment's thought, he said, "I am just an unknown nobody, an orphan. As for genius, I would not say. I am only at the fifth level of innate soul power."

He certainly couldn't tell her that he came from the Body Sect. He knew perfectly well that the Body Sect didn't have a very good reputation on the continent.

"Level 5 innate soul power, an orphan?"

Even the usually composed Ning Tian couldn't keep his composure any longer. His eyes widened, he covered his mouth with his hands, and exclaimed in disbelief, "Then how did you cultivate to this level? And your second soul ring is even purple!"

"What? Level 5?"

"That's impossible, you're kidding me."

The surrounding students had obviously heard Ning Tian's exclamation and all looked incredulous.

Hearing this, Mu Jin looked over in surprise. He didn't believe Han Yu's words at all, but he didn't expose her on the spot.

Han Yu smiled slightly, her clothes fluttering even without wind: "Just a fluke."

"I think my current strength is probably related to my hard work. There are two types of geniuses: those with natural talent and those who work hard."

"Coincidentally, I am a genius who works hard, and fortunately my efforts have not been in vain, but I still can't catch up with you people who have high innate soul power."

Seeing the shocked and incredulous looks on the faces of the students around him, Han Yu didn't intend to explain further; what he said was indeed the truth.

He just started his efforts a bit higher, but he really worked very hard, and he completely agrees with that.

Try to eat nutritious food, try to endure being beaten, and try to paddle in the sea.

"Do you think I'd believe that?" Ning Tian finally came to his senses and thought to himself how close he had come to being fooled.

As the young master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, he naturally knew that Shrek Academy was not a place an orphan could enter.

Han Yu cultivated to the second ring with a level five innate soul power, so he must have a powerful force supporting him, but they just don't want to reveal it.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. That's just how I am." Han Yu shrugged. Sometimes, telling the truth is the only thing that makes people disbelieve you.

It's probably something most people think is impossible, which is also a human flaw.

If you're better than others and have more talent, people will take it for granted.

But if you're less talented but still better than others, they'll be resentful.

Seeing Han Yu remain silent, Ning Tian was certain he wasn't telling the truth. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then I'll bet I can turn Feng Mei gay. What's the stake?"

"Are you really going to bet with me?"

Han Yu squinted slightly, a smile curving his lips. Someone had given him money.

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