Tang Wulin, you have already chosen your own death!

"Old Tang, you're awake!"

"Hmm." Old Tang's slightly weak voice rang out as he said, "I felt your anger, your hatred."

"That Wang Dong humiliated me..."

Huo Yuhao said through gritted teeth.

But what Old Tang said next made Huo Yuhao's expression turn ugly.

"Men shouldn't be so petty. With a mindset like yours, how will you become a true strongman in the future?"

Huo Yuhao could hardly believe that Old Tang had said this.

He said unwillingly, "But... didn't Tang San's ancestor retaliate when he was humiliated by the Spirit Hall?"

Old Tang reacted sharply and said sternly.

"How can that be the same!"

But soon, Lao Tang realized his slip of the tongue.

So he comforted him, saying, "Yuhao, I won't hurt you or control you. I'm doing this all for your own good..."

at the same time.

Zhou Yi's words once again shocked the entire class.

"Anyone who has been in a fight since registration started, please stand up!"

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao stood up.

Wang Dong didn't even bother to glance at Huo Yuhao.

I thought I would be scolded.

result...

Zhou Yi showed no mercy, sarcastically remarking, "What a bunch of useless trash."

Don't you know what a mediocre person who's afraid to cause trouble is?

Everyone else except those two, get out and run a hundred laps around Shrek Square.

Anyone who fails to finish the run will be fired!

Of course, some people disagree.

However, Zhou Yi directly unleashed the cultivation level of a Soul Emperor.

"If you disagree, then get out."

Zhou Yi said calmly.

The freshmen stared at each other, none of them daring to utter a sound, and slunk away to run a hundred laps.

"Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre... Haha, that's the Shrek spirit!"

"This teacher has personality, I like her."

Old Tang's voice rang in Huo Yuhao's ears.

But Huo Yuhao felt somewhat unwell.

Teacher Xiaoya and Senior Brother Beibei have talked about this.

This teacher is domineering and has a bad temper, but he is capable.

The first two are true, but is the last one true?

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao were called to the front of the class, and Zhou Yi's complexion was noticeably better than before.

After listening to Wang Dong's explanation, he frowned.

"So you didn't want to share a dorm with anyone else, and you kicked Huo Yuhao and people from other classes out, is that right?"

"Yes."

Wang Dong nodded, sweat beading on his back.

She stared intently at Wang Dong and asked in a low voice, "Is anyone in your dorm right now?"

"Have."

"You lost?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, revealing her domineering aura.

“I remember now, that old guy Du Weilun told me that you were later knocked down by that brat from Class 3 with one punch.”

Zhou Yi's gaze pierced Wang Dong.

Wang Dong felt a burning sensation on his face.

He held his breath and answered, "Yes!"

Zhou Yi's face immediately turned cold.

"I hate students who are tough on their own but weak on others. They're like spinning tops that get whipped around!"

shameless!

You run 150 laps!

Old hag!

Wang Dong's face turned ugly, and he cursed inwardly.

Then he quickly ran out.

Huo Yuhao felt secretly pleased upon seeing this.

But Zhou Yi didn't even spare him.

"Hmph! You still have the nerve to laugh at him? You're not even as good as a spinning top. He's still the best of the worst. Even if he's a spinning top, he's the king of spinning tops."

What about you?

I said, I'll be done before I reach 100 laps.

The same to you!"

Zhou Yi's face was as cold as frost.

Ever since Wu Changkong publicly rejected her, her personality has become even more extreme and insane.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, in Class 3 of the freshmen program.

Wu Changkong walked onto the podium, his expression stern.

"Classes begin today. I will personally teach most of your classes. Everyone, please stand up."

Wu Changkong said coolly.

Chapter 59 Wu Feng: Two of us, or three?

Meanwhile, on the other side, in Class 3 of the freshmen program.

After a brief self-introduction...

Wu Changkong led the new students to Shrek Square.

A white shirt and black pants—a very simple outfit—but the cold aura he exuded just standing there made the freshmen tremble with fear.

Unlike Zhou Yi, he didn't belittle the new students; his powerful aura alone was enough to subdue everyone.

The boys looked on with admiration, while the girls' eyes sparkled.

Tang Wulin stood in the group, thoroughly enjoying the feeling; it truly felt like he had returned to Donghai Academy.

But I still feel like something's missing.

Oh, right, it's Xie Xie.

Without Xie Xie.

Ning Tian squeezed in and stood in the same row as Tang Wulin.

Wu Feng stood behind the two with a displeased expression.

Wu Changkong stood in the center of the crowd and said in a deep voice: "The first lesson today is to demonstrate our strength."

We'll move on to the actual competition shortly, with me acting as the referee.

Single-elimination tournament. Let me see your strength.

Here it comes!

It feels so familiar; they've all come back.

It's a pity that Xie Xie isn't by my side.

Tang Wulin became excited.

But soon, Wu Changkong poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"Tang Wulin, you are not allowed to use soul skills, you are only allowed to use the Golden Dragon Body."

"Ah, okay."

Tang Wulin nodded helplessly.

The other freshmen, however, looked puzzled.

Who are you?

But soon, everyone realized how terrifying Tang Wulin was.

Golden Soul Ring!

His terrifying power propelled him to a winning streak and into the finals.

On the other side was Wu Feng, whose face was full of indignation.

Wu Feng challenged Tang Wulin to a warrior duel.

Tang Wulin responded to his request.

Feeling Ning Tian's gaze from the side, Wu Feng gritted his teeth, his expression resolute.

We absolutely cannot lose this time!

Both being two-ring Great Soul Masters, Tang Wulin's main spirit is his golden blood spirit ring, and he doesn't use that strange spirit skill.

That doesn't make sense, we can't win this!

A red dragon possessed him.

Wu Feng let out a shout, and her delicate body suddenly sprang up.

Heat emanated from the air, and a deep dragon's roar resounded.

Wu Feng's already developing body suddenly became even more slender, transforming her into the appearance of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Her delicate body ripped her school uniform, revealing the clothes underneath.

It was an extremely elastic leather outfit that revealed a pair of smooth, fleshy thighs. The leather outfit was one-piece, tapering upwards to cover her full breasts, which had become more voluptuous after she used her martial spirit.

Fine dragon scales clung to his face, emitting a pale red glow.

Her dragon eyes widened.

Ning Tian, ​​you see!

I will defeat this man, and I will prove that I can protect you!

Three minutes later.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Wu Feng collapsed to the ground.