Almost half a month had passed, and Instructor Zhou's spiritual power class was still conducted the same way as before. Most of the students in the Huang class could not understand him, and even a monster like Yun Chujiu could only understand 80% of the meaning, moreover, it was mostly due to guesswork.
Yun Chujiu felt that such conditions could not go on. She had to think of a way to verify whether Instructor Zhou was actually capable of being an instructor.
On this day, when Instructor Zhou was in the middle of his spiritual power class, Yun Chujiu's small face was pale and beads of sweat dripped down her face. She asked for leave to return to the dormitory to rest.
Although Instructor Zhou hoped that Yun Chujiu would die of pain, he was afraid of being caught and reluctantly agreed. However, he did not allow anyone to accompany her back.