Capítulo 9: Chapter 8: The Monster Teacher

Shrek Academy covered a vast area, with large open spaces between each building. After Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong left the dormitory, Wang Dong took his position in the open space just outside, turning around and gesturing for Huo Yuhao to come at him with his finger.

Although rage was burning in his heart, Huo Yuhao didn't just rush forward. His life-and-death experience in Xingdou Forest had at least taught him one thing, and that was to stay calm.

At the dormitory entrance, the elderly man reclining in the chair slightly lifted his head, a curious light flashing in his dim eyes as he looked on with interest at the two youths, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.

A faint golden light flickered in the depths of Huo Yuhao's eyes, and the White Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet as his Spiritual Eyes Martial Soul was activated.

Seeing his "10-year soul ring," Wang Dong chuckled lightly, "I'm curious how you even got admitted. You dare to fight me with such meager skills? I don't even need to use my Martial Soul to deal with you."

While saying this, Wang Dong tapped the ground with the tip of his left foot, his body launching towards Huo Yuhao like an arrow. Not only was he fast, but he also seemed incredibly agile. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Huo Yuhao, his right leg raised, aiming a kick directly at Huo Yuhao's chest.

With that raised leg, Huo Yuhao noticed Wang Dong had unusually long legs that were longer than average. He watched as the leg approached him.

In that instant, Huo Yuhao moved. He quickly stepped to the right and simultaneously reached out with his left hand towards Wang Dong's ankle.

"Hmm?" Wang Dong clearly hadn't expected Huo Yuhao to dodge his swift kick. He immediately retracted his right foot to evade Huo Yuhao's left hand, then lashed out as quick as lightning, this time aiming a kick at Huo Yuhao's neck.

Huo Yuhao seemed to have anticipated his movements as Wang Dong's leg shot out, already ducking down. The next moment, he sprang up, with his right shoulder striking right under Wang Dong's thigh.

Both of their movements were very fast. To an onlooker, it would appear as though Wang Dong had intentionally offered his leg for Huo Yuhao to hit with his shoulder.

It had to be said that Wang Dong had impressive physical conditioning. As his thigh was jolted by the impact, an ordinary person would certainly have lost their balance, but Wang Dong's right leg shot up high above his head, executing a standing split while his left foot remained firmly planted on the ground.

Huo Yuhao felt a softness and elasticity against the shoulder that collided with Wang Dong's thigh. With momentum on his side, he surged forward, aiming to knock down Wang Dong while he stood on one leg.

Faced with the oncoming Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong performed a startling move. His raised right leg, along with his upper body, continued to lean back, while his left foot snapped up, kicking at Huo Yuhao. His legs were now spread to a degree that was unimaginable for a normal person.

Although Huo Yuhao had been able to accurately anticipate Wang Dong's previous attacks with the help of the Spiritual Detection ability released by his spirit eyes, this time, though he sensed Wang Dong's movement, he was already mid-lunge and couldn't stop in time.

Having the foresight to predict the enemy's move certainly had its advantages. As Wang Dong's left leg kicked up towards his chin, Huo Yuhao made a simultaneous downward pressing motion with both hands, colliding with Wang Dong's left leg.

"Crack—" Wang Dong's strength was surprisingly great, and his kick came with an indescribable powerful concussive force. Huo Yuhao felt a numbness in his palms and instinctively activated the power of his Mysterious Jade Hands. Despite that, he was still shaken and staggered backward.

After flipping backwards, Wang Dong lightly tapped his right foot on the ground and let his lifted left foot fall downwards, quickly flipping back upright. His right leg whipped toward Huo Yuhao's shoulder with a whistling sound, clearly enraged by Huo Yuhao's previous resistance against his thigh.

Huo Yuhao, who was retreating, reacted the moment Wang Dong's right foot rebounded off the ground. His footsteps suddenly became agile, and his figure swayed, quickly dodging to the left.

"Bang—" Wang Dong's downward kick landed heavily on the ground, leaving a shallow footprint on the hard stone pavement, indicating the immense power of the kick. Subsequently, he charged at Huo Yuhao like a windmill, his legs lashing out like steel whips in a fierce and storm-like assault.

Having clashed before, Huo Yuhao had now calmed down. His Spiritual Detection fully activated, he coolly predicted each of Wang Dong's attacks. With only a slight grasp of the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he moved like a small boat teetering but not capsizing under Wang Dong's ferocious offensive.

Wang Dong fought with increasing alarm. He clearly sensed that Huo Yuhao's strength was far inferior to his own in speed and power, yet his attacks couldn't land a hit. Huo Yuhao wasn't fast but often managed to precisely predict his movements to evade effectively. Even when Wang Dong tried feints, he still couldn't deceive his opponent.

Stubborn and exceedingly proud, Wang Dong would stick to his declaration of not using his Martial Soul. He continually intensified his offensive, not believing that Huo Yuhao could keep up indefinitely.

Indeed, Huo Yuhao was starting to falter. Wang Dong's leg attacks were strong, heavy, and incredibly fast; only by fully focusing and relying on Spiritual Detection could Huo Yuhao barely cope. However, over time, the disparity in their physical conditioning began to show.

Having lived a hard life with inadequate nutrition since childhood, Huo Yuhao's nourishment from cultivating the Mystic Sky Method had only just begun. Compared to the well-endowed Wang Dong, he was still far behind physically. Even though he had activated his Martial Soul and Wang Dong hadn't, the internal nourishment of Soul Power on the body took time. As the battle wore on, minuscule mistakes started to appear in Huo Yuhao's maneuvers. Wang Dong's kicks, though just grazing him, left burning pain, and his novice Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was becoming more disorganized, putting him increasingly on the defensive.

This couldn't go on; he was sure to lose if it continued like this. Huo Yuhao's retreats were getting faster, and it seemed he would soon be unable to avoid Wang Dong's attacks.

Suddenly, he jerked his head up, and Wang Dong, out of reflex, looked at his face. Clearly, Huo Yuhao's eyes glowed with a faint golden light, and a hint of purple flashed through them. The next moment, Wang Dong felt as if his brain had been pricked by a needle. Amidst the intense pain, his mind went blank.

Huo Yuhao wouldn't miss such an opportunity. With a sudden burst, he lunged forward, jumped up, tightly wrapping his arms around Wang Dong's arms and his legs around his waist, forcibly knocking him to the ground.

Wang Dong's assault had focused on using his legs. Huo Yuhao acted decisively out of urgency, entangling Wang Dong's waist with his legs, preventing any more force from them. He just needed to restrain him.

The sharp pain in his brain made Wang Dong frown tightly, but it only lasted two seconds before he regained clarity. However, his body was already toppled to the ground by Huo Yuhao. His waist was tightly locked by Huo Yuhao's legs, and his arms were embraced. Their faces were just an inch apart, their breaths audible to each other.

While gasping heavily, Huo Yuhao growled, "Do you yield?"

"Yield my ass, let go of me," Wang Dong roared furiously, struggling forcefully. But Huo Yuhao was exerting all his strength, even invoking his Soul Power, making it difficult for Wang Dong to break free without using his Martial Soul.

"Won't admit defeat? If I had used a knife just now, you would be dead," Huo Yuhao growled back without showing any weakness. At this moment, as his body was pressed closely to Wang Dong's, he was somewhat surprised to discover that Wang Dong's body was not only very flexible and elastic but also had a kind of soft, warm feeling. A boy's body actually exuded a very faint fragrance that was fresh and comfortable to smell.

Hearing his words, Wang Dong was taken aback, and his resistance weakened. Indeed! The pain and dizziness in his brain had not lasted long, but with such a short distance between them, if Huo Yuhao had wanted to harm him, there would have been enough time.

"I lost, get off me now," Wang Dong said angrily, yet his eyes were filled with resentment and indignation.

But Huo Yuhao didn't just let go of him; instead, he said coldly, "The five concessions you mentioned earlier are not impossible for me to make. However, it's not because of your threats but out of respect for a roommate. I know that your strength surpasses mine, and if we were to use our martial souls, I certainly wouldn't be a match for you. But remember this—if you dare to insult me again, even if you beat me to death, I will still take a bite out of you."

As Huo Yuhao's expression became more fierce, and even somewhat bloodthirsty like that of a soul beast, the hatred in Wang Dong's eyes dissipated, replaced by a trace of fear. His opponent was clearly much weaker in strength, but in terms of momentum, he had already been completely overpowered.

Huo Yuhao slowly released Wang Dong and stood up. He took a few steps backward while facing him, and only then did he turn around and walk towards the dormitory.

Wang Dong sat on the ground for a while before he finally stood up and walked slowly towards the dormitory. As he reached the door, an aged voice rang in his ear, "You really did lose, not just the fight but also in heart."

"Why?" Wang Dong violently turned his head to look at the old man, unwillingly asking, "I am clearly stronger than him; if I wanted to deal with him, he wouldn't even be able to touch me. How could he win against me?"

The old man pointed to his own heart, "Because of this. He has a heart without fear, and you do not. Not everyone can face death with equanimity."

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment before he deeply bowed to the elder, "Thank you for your enlightenment, sir." Having said that, he then strode towards the dormitory.

Back in the room, Wang Dong saw that Huo Yuhao had already begun meditating on his wooden bed. He wanted to say something to him, but he ultimately held back. After letting out a snort, he made his own bed.

In contrast to Huo Yuhao's shabby bed, Wang Dong's was covered with a thick fur mattress, made from the pelt of some soul beast, and it looked both thick and soft. There was also a soft quilt. His belongings had already filled up the cabinets on his side, and there was even more on the desk. However, Wang Dong seemed too lazy to tidy up anymore and, almost petulantly, pulled the quilt over his head and went to sleep.

In the following two days, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong didn't speak to each other, each going about their own business. To Wang Dong's surprise, aside from eating, Huo Yuhao was almost always in a state of cultivation. Wang Dong could vaguely sense the intensity of Huo Yuhao's soul power, and the more he felt it, the more unbelievable it seemed to him. How could he, with his strength, have won against me?

The recruitment work for the new academic year finally concluded, and the freshmen's dormitory became lively. Though each dorm room was small, it was an advantage that there were only two people per room. The outside was bustling, but the sound insulation in the dormitory was very good.

These past few days, Huo Yuhao had been continuously cultivating. The battle with Wang Dong the other day had been a great epiphany for him. The reason he could overcome the enemy lay in the technique that the Skydream Ice Silkworm had awakened within him.

The Ice Silkworm was indeed not a powerful soul beast, and the four abilities that the million-year-old Skydream Ice Silkworm had granted Huo Yuhao weren't very strong in themselves. They were Spiritual Detection, Spirit Share, Spiritual Disturbance, and Soul Shock.

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Huo Yuhao was fairly skilled at using the first two abilities and had already confirmed their significant effects with Bei Bei. As for spiritual disturbance, it was a range-based skill capable of interfering with all living beings within a thirty-meter diameter centered on Huo Yuhao's body that had spiritual fluctuations. However, the interference was not intense, and with his current cultivation level, it could at most cause a momentary mental daze. Moreover, this skill could only be sustained for less than three seconds at present. It consumed far more soul power than the first two skills.

Soul Shock was the only slightly offensive ability among the four skills because it was targeted at a single entity, the attack strength was overall better than the group-oriented spiritual disturbance, but not by much. The reason why Huo Yuhao managed to overcome Wang Dong in their battle with it was that he had integrated the capability of the Purple Demon Eyes into the Soul Shock. The effect was better than anticipated. Of course, this was also because Wang Dong was caught off guard; if he had been prepared, the power of the Soul Shock would have been greatly diminished.

But no matter what, with these four spiritual attribute skills, Huo Yuhao finally had a semblance of a control-class Soul Master. However, the Grandmaster had once told him that there were no categorizations in the first year for newcomers, and everything depended on getting through the first year of being a newcomer.

"Hey, classes start today, are you still sitting here foolishly?" Wang Dong's voice startled Huo Yuhao out of his thoughts. He had just returned after having breakfast and was preparing to cultivate a bit more.

"Classes are starting now?" Huo Yuhao asked subconsciously. This was also the first exchange between the two of them since their fight that day.

Without even glancing at him, Wang Dong said indifferently, "There's still about half an hour."

"Oh." After responding, Huo Yuhao immediately closed his eyes to meditate. With his efforts over these days, he had become more proficient in the Mystic Sky Method; half an hour was enough time for him to run a full cycle and make a slight improvement to his soul power.

Wang Dong, hearing no further response, turned back to look at Huo Yuhao and saw that he had once again started to meditate. Wang Dong couldn't help but murmur softly, "What a madman." After saying that, he left the dormitory without turning back. It had been two days, and he had never seen Huo Yuhao lie down to sleep.

The doors of the white teaching building were wide open, and the newcomers entered one after another, each wearing a white school uniform adorned with the green little monster emblem symbolizing Shrek Academy on the left chest.

The school uniform colors differed between grades, just as the teaching buildings' colors did.

By the time Huo Yuhao hurriedly reached the newcomer's teaching building, the bell had just rung. He quickly darted inside and upon seeing the sign for class one in the first classroom on the left, he didn't hesitate to dash in.

At that moment, the spacious classroom was already full. As Huo Yuhao was the last to arrive, there were few seats left. He finally found an empty seat and sat down next to a pretty girl. However, this girl had an air of arrogance similar to Wang Dong when they first met, with her head raised and not even sparing him a glance.

After sitting down, Huo Yuhao finally had the chance to observe his surroundings. The classroom was large, and his classmates numbered about a hundred. Given the scale of one thousand newcomers, there must be about ten classes for the newcomers.

He quickly spotted Wang Dong; his distinguished appearance was conspicuous. Surrounding him on all sides were girls, and every single one of them was no less attractive than the female student sitting next to Huo Yuhao.

Just then, a figure entered through the classroom door—it was an elderly woman, with crinkly skin and hair as white as cranes. Her white hair was coiled atop her head and she wore a long white robe, of medium build. What was striking was her pair of very bright eyes, the black pupils shining with brilliance.

Since Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul was the Spiritual Eyes, he was particularly sensitive to others' eyes. He felt a strong mental suppression coming from this elderly woman's gaze.

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Don't be fooled by this old woman's age; her back was ramrod straight, and she swiftly made her way to stand behind the podium. Without a doubt, she was definitely the teacher for this freshman class.

As a teacher entered, the previously somewhat chaotic class instantly quieted down, and everyone's gaze focused on the podium.

The old woman's gaze swept calmly from left to right, and suddenly, each person felt as if they were being watched by her. An invisible pressure appeared in their hearts.

"My name is Zhou Yi, and I'm your homeroom teacher. I'm not sure how many of you can stay with me throughout the coming year. But what I want to tell you is, in my class, no trash will pass the assessments. I'm here to cultivate monsters, not fools," she announced.

Teacher Zhou's voice was grating and husky, like a gong that had been cracked.

Upon hearing her words, many students showed an angry expression. Being able to pass the tests to become a student at Shrek Academy meant that they were all handpicked from across the continent, absolute elites among their peers. But in Teacher Zhou's mouth, they had been reduced to trash, fools.

Huo Yuhao, however, was quite calm; upon seeing Teacher Zhou, he remembered the words of his eldest senior brother and Teacher Xiao Ya – that Teacher Zhou would be very strict and temperamental but indeed possessed true skills.

"Those who have fought since registration, stand up," Zhou Yi's next words shocked the entire class again.

These students had just been admitted; who would start fights in the Academy for no reason? And even if they fought, who would admit it?

While the entire class remained silent, one person stood up—it was Huo Yuhao. He stood not because he was honest but because he vaguely guessed that Teacher Zhou wouldn't play by the rules.

Seeing Huo Yuhao stand, Wang Dong snorted and stood up unwillingly as well.

Out of the hundred students in the class, only these two stood up, immediately becoming the center of everyone's attention, standing out like cranes amongst chickens.

"Just two?" Zhou Yi raised her eyebrow. "What a bunch of waste. Don't you know that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocrities? Apart from the two of them, everyone else get out and run a hundred laps around Shrek Square. Anyone who doesn't finish will be expelled directly."

At those words, the class erupted into an uproar. It was only the first day of school, and without even attending class yet, they were to be punished for not fighting—how could anyone accept this?

Suddenly, a student stood up, "Teacher, I refuse. Why should we be punished for not fighting?"

Zhou Yi indifferently replied, "Because I said so. If you can't accept it, you can get lost. As the homeroom teacher, I have the authority to expel any student. You have one minute. If I don't see you running around Shrek Square within one minute, you're all expelled."

As she spoke, a terrifying aura suddenly burst forth from her body. The strong soul power fluctuations were so oppressive that every student felt they couldn't breathe, and soul rings rose from the ground around Zhou Yi.

Two yellow, two purple, two black—six soul rings emitted an indescribably powerful aura. This Teacher Zhou was actually a Soul Emperor level expert, and even possessed two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings. Without exaggerating, if she wanted to deal with these hundred freshmen, it would be as easy as flipping her hand.

After all, these were just freshmen; under such heavy pressure, who would dare to rebel anymore? They all dejectedly stood up and walked out, while Zhou Yi's soul rings were retracted as quickly as they had appeared, her face expressionless as she watched the students leave the classroom.

"Remind you all, you only have two hours. After two hours, anyone who hasn't completed a hundred laps will be deemed unqualified. This is your first assessment upon entering the Academy. Anyone unqualified will be expelled."

Hearing her say this, the students' movements quickened, and they soon reached the playground after leaving the classroom.

Wang Dong looked at Huo Yuhao with some surprise; now only the two of them remained in the class. Zhou Yi's expression seemed to soften a bit, and she beckoned them over with a wave of her hand.

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao walked over together.

Looking at the two of them, Zhou Yi nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad; there are still two kids with some backbone. Tell me, who did you fight with, and why?"

Wang Dong was just about to speak when Huo Yuhao interjected, "Reporting to the teacher, we are roommates, and there was some minor disagreement leading to conflict."

Zhou Yi seemed very interested and said, "Oh? Roommates, too. Good, it's best when roommates fight. This way, there is competition, and it can promote mutual progress."

Standing in front of Zhou Yi, both Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong felt a chill down their spines and broke out in cold sweat. Teacher Zhou just now had been overwhelmingly dominating. And indeed, she did not play cards according to conventional wisdom! Her way of thinking was also completely different from normal people. Truly the monster teacher that the eldest senior brother had mentioned.

Zhou Yi's face revealed a smile uglier than crying, and her old visage seemed to twitch, "Fighting is good, but I don't like to see my own students squabbling. Remember, next time you fight, pick someone from another class. Our Shrek Academy's rules have always been loose, intended to foster each student's individuality. The Academy turns a blind eye to fighting generally. But there are certain limits, let me explain. Senior students are not allowed to provoke or attack junior students actively; if discovered, they're expelled immediately. However, junior students can challenge senior students, but this requires a teacher's presence to verify that the seniors are not bullying. As for peers, fighting is free—as long as no one dies, the Academy doesn't interfere. Fighting is one of the best ways to improve oneself."

"If you manage to advance to the second year, you can go to the Soul Fighting Area to compete. The academy even gives out rewards for those with many victories. But for now, you two can go run as well."

Wang Dong was taken aback, "Teacher, didn't you say we two had backbone?"

Zhou Yi still wore a smile, "But I never said you didn't have to run. You two got into a fight with your roommate right at the beginning of school; you really are promising. Since you're so promising, the level of the assessment should be a little higher for you than for others, not to mention you should share hardships with your classmates. You have the same amount of time to run your hundred laps as everyone else. Oh, it seems a while has passed unintentionally!"

Wang Dong wanted to say something but was pulled by Huo Yuhao, who didn't hesitate and turned to run outside.

Wang Dong, albeit frustrated, still followed him out, "Why are you pulling me along? Teacher Zhou is simply crazy."

Huo Yuhao replied displeased, "Can you argue with her? Can you beat her? If you can't, and you still want to stay at Shrek Academy, then you have no choice but to do as she says. Run faster, I'm sure when she said that anyone who doesn't run a hundred laps will be expelled, she was not joking."

Once they left the new students' teaching building, they were at Shrek Square. Shrek Square wasn't very large, with just about three hundred meters per lap. For ordinary people, running a hundred laps around the square would be no easy feat. However, for these young students with a Soul Master foundation, it indeed wasn't very difficult, as long as they ran seriously, they could complete it within two hours.

After Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong also joined the running squad, many voices of schadenfreude emerged, but the two didn't care about it. They were already fifteen minutes behind and had to hurry.

While running, Wang Dong suddenly asked Huo Yuhao, "What ability did you use to defeat me that day? I still haven't figured it out. Could it be that your Martial Soul has a spiritual attribute?"

Huo Yuhao nodded.

Wang Dong was surprised, "It really is a spiritual attribute! No wonder I couldn't tell what your Martial Soul was after you used your soul ring the other day, I guess I wasn't unfairly defeated."

Huo Yuhao said helplessly, "You are just too arrogant. If you had used your Martial Soul too, I definitely wouldn't have stood a chance. I can feel it; your Soul Power is much stronger than mine."

Wang Dong said somewhat proudly, "Of course. Among the new students this year, there are only a rare few who can match my strength. You with just a 10-year soul ring naturally aren't my opponent."

Huo Yuhao couldn't stand his condescending attitude, "Don't forget, you just lost to a 10-year soul ring not long ago."

"Er..." Wang Dong said irritably, "Alright, let's not talk about that. Considering you stood up for me in front of that crazy teacher, let's call it even with the past. From now on, I've got your back. If anyone dares bully you, I'll protect you."

Huo Yuhao felt speechless, "I don't need your protection." Saying so, he quickened his pace and ran ahead.

Wang Dong accelerated as well, his physical fitness being much better than Huo Yuhao's, he kept up with him with ease.

"You really are unsociable!" said Wang Dong discontentedly.

Huo Yuhao glared at him, "If you treated me as an equal, you wouldn't feel this way."

Wang Dong pursed his lips, "From childhood to now, there haven't been many among my peers that I could regard as equals."

Huo Yuhao snorted, no longer looking at him, "No use talking to you."

Wang Dong also went silent, suddenly sped up, surpassing Huo Yuhao, and began running around Shrek Square at an astounding speed.

It must be said that although Wang Dong is arrogant, his cultivation truly is extraordinary, and his physical condition is extremely strong. Once he sped up, no one in the freshman class could keep up with him.

Teacher Zhou Yi had by this time arrived next to Shrek Square, standing there quietly watching the running students. Her gaze was soon drawn to Wang Dong; her eyes shifted slightly then returned to normal.

As the circles increased, time passed quickly, and the breathing of the running students gradually became heavier. At this point, physical condition and cultivation began to show their significance. Teacher Zhou hadn't said they couldn't use Soul Power to aid in their recovery, so everyone was running long distances with the help of their Soul Power.

About a dozen people were leading the pack, all moving at a good pace, with Wang Dong in the lead. Although he started running later, he caught up to and even surpassed the leading runners in just an hour, with no significant exhaustion visible and his speed never slowing down.

After the leading group came the main pack. At least seventy students were in this area, all running at an even pace without too much strain. Based on their speed, completing a hundred laps within two hours wouldn't be difficult.

At the very back were about a dozen students, including Huo Yuhao. In order to catch up with the others, Huo Yuhao had started fast, but after twenty or so laps, his physical exhaustion began to increase dramatically. He was not only at the back but also behind by quite a few laps because he started a quarter of an hour later than the others. With twenty laps still to go and only an hour left, this was nearly an impossible task.

As time was more than half passed, Teacher Zhou Yi's voice suddenly rang out in every student's ears, "Speed up, take my position as the finish line."

As she spoke, Wang Dong had already zoomed past her, the first to complete a hundred laps.

After running the hundred laps at a very fast speed, Wang Dong's handsome face was flushed, and he slowed down his pace somewhat breathlessly. He walked around the field once more before stopping.

Gradually, other students began to finish the hundred laps after Wang Dong. At this point, there was still fifteen minutes left in the two hours.

After stopping, Wang Dong's gaze quickly found the lagging Huo Yuhao, and he frowned, murmuring, "How could I have lost to him?"

Huo Yuhao's pace had slowed from the start, his school uniform already drenched in sweat. His Martial Soul had a spiritual attribute, which comparatively offered less physical support. If it weren't for his practice of the Mystic Sky Method, he would be even worse off.

If the task had been to complete a hundred laps in two hours, Huo Yuhao could barely manage. But after spending extra time with Teacher Zhou earlier, he seemed to be in a tight spot. The deliberate increase in speed significantly drained his energy. At this moment, he was not only behind the others by three laps but also had twenty more laps to go with only an hour left to finish. That was nearly an impossible task to complete.

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