章節 69: Chapter 68: Settling Accounts After the Event
The most serious injury, aside from the deep wound in his right palm, left Zao Wou-ki utterly baffled. How had Yun Feng managed to inflict such a blow?
Though the bleeding had stopped, the flesh wasn't healing as quickly as it should.
Zao Wou-ki shot a helpless glance at Yun Feng, just about to ask him something, when Ning Rongrong's clear voice chimed in from the side:
"Teacher Zhao, have we passed the test?"
Once again, Zao Wou-ki felt as if he had been struck in the heart. Looking at the smiling, well-mannered girl in front of him, who resembled the epitome of a refined noble lady, he couldn't understand why her question felt so sharp.
Though Zao Wou-ki wasn't actually trying to stop Yun Feng and the others from joining the academy, he would have preferred to lower the entry standards after winning the battle himself. But this? This outcome wasn't what he had in mind! For some reason, looking at Ning Rongrong, Zao Wou-ki sensed that her personality must be quite terrible, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
"You've won. Naturally, you've passed."
"Hmph—" Ning Rongrong let out a small sound of satisfaction.
Having said this, Zao Wou-ki no longer wanted to stick around. Being the subject of ridicule was not a pleasant feeling, so he turned and started to leave. However, after just a few steps, he overheard Ning Rongrong casually say to Zhu Zhuqing beside her:
"I didn't expect Teacher Zhao to be such a tsundere!"
Zao Wou-ki nearly tripped over himself in frustration as he hurried away.
Tang San originally planned to extract the Dragon Beard Needles from Zao Wou-ki's body, but after seeing the state he was in, combined with Xiao Wu's unconsciousness, he reconsidered. It could wait until tomorrow. Let Zao Wou-ki suffer a bit longer.
As they watched Zao Wou-ki disappear into the distance, Li Yusong couldn't help but turn to Lu Qibin and ask:
"What's with Old Zhao today? Did he get his period or something? Why pick a fight with a bunch of new students?"
Lu Qibin chuckled and, pointing to Yun Feng and Tang San, replied slowly:
"Imagine being a Soul Saint and getting beaten like that by a couple of juniors. How would you feel?"
Li Yusong instantly understood and could only chuckle bitterly as he looked at Yun Feng and the others.
Seeing the group still standing there, Li Yusong thought for a moment and said:
"Dai Mubai, Oscar, take them to the dormitory. Make sure the girls' dorm is properly arranged, and don't even think about mixing the boys and girls. You know the rules!"
Hearing this, both Dai Mubai and Oscar inwardly complained. Who would dare try anything with these guys around?
Especially Dai Mubai, whose own brothers had already laid down the rules. Even if he had the desire, he lacked the ability!
After the teachers left, Yun Feng, his soul power nearly depleted, collapsed to the ground. Battling a Soul Saint while constantly flying and using his Blue Silver King to restrict Zao Wou-ki had pushed him to his limit. Now, his body couldn't take it anymore.
Fortunately, Ning Rongrong was right beside him. Seeing Yun Feng's wobbly figure, she was about to ask if he was okay when he suddenly collapsed. Without any hesitation, she stepped forward and caught him in her arms.
As she looked at Yun Feng's pale face and his long, thick eyelashes, Ning Rongrong's face flushed slightly. To be honest, she had never seen a boy as handsome as him—especially one who was so strong!
At this point, Tang San also couldn't hold on any longer and passed out. His injuries were far more severe than Yun Feng's. After all, Tang San couldn't fly and had taken a beating the entire time.
When Yun Feng woke up from his unconscious state, the sky outside was already darkening. Opening his bleary eyes, he found himself lying in a small wooden room. The room wasn't large, about ten square meters, with just two beds—one for him and another on the side.
Oscar was sitting on the other bed, muttering something under his breath.
"Where am I?" Yun Feng asked, his voice hoarse, his body feeling drained and empty.
Seeing Yun Feng awake, Oscar immediately turned timid, replying in a nervous tone, "This is our dormitory. From now on, you'll be sharing a room with me. Your name is Yun Feng, right? You were really something today! Even Teacher Zhao, as tough as he is, suffered badly at your hands."
As Oscar spoke, his voice was full of fear, worried that Yun Feng and Tang San might turn on him again.
Yun Feng rubbed his head for a while before saying, "You don't need to worry. I don't have any ill intentions toward you. It was Tang San's idea, and I didn't expect him to go that far. I apologize on his behalf."
Upon hearing this, Oscar's eyes flashed with a trace of resentment. However, this resentment wasn't directed at Yun Feng but at Tang San. In fact, Oscar even felt a bit grateful to Yun Feng.
Oscar had lost face in a major way today, socially ruined. He couldn't muster the courage to face anyone, unable to overcome the embarrassment. But now that Yun Feng had brought it up, Oscar suddenly felt he had a goal again.
Yun Feng, noticing Oscar's mood, didn't press further. Instead, he turned his attention inward and asked Ah Yin:
"Can you confirm it now?"
After a long silence, Ah Yin finally nodded. Her raspy voice echoed in Yun Feng's mind.
"I know now. Thank you. From now on, I will follow your lead."
Feeling Ah Yin's inner response, Yun Feng instantly felt relieved. Ever since Ah Yin had bonded with him, Yun Feng had been pondering this issue, as it concerned his own strength and future.
Ah Yin was the Blue Silver Emperor, after all, and she could be a significant asset to him. Not to mention, she was quite beautiful—perfect to be his future wife!
As the night deepened, the Shrek Academy became completely quiet. The day's exam had gone as Yun Feng had predicted. Aside from the five of them, no one else managed to pass the first three tests. This had been the largest intake of students in Shrek Academy's history.
Zao Wou-ki, as the deputy dean, had his own residence. At the moment, he was sitting alone in his room, feeling somewhat depressed. He had already changed into clean clothes, and his injuries had healed. Those minor wounds were nothing, but the psychological blow had been significant.
He never expected that his initial plan to have some fun and stretch his muscles would end with him losing face. If this had happened in the past, he wouldn't have hesitated to kill Tang San on the spot. But now, his role had changed—he was a teacher, and Yun Feng and Tang San were students. So he had to swallow his frustration.
Despite this, Zao Wou-ki greatly admired Yun Feng and the others. From what he could tell, Yun Feng's talent might even surpass Dai Mubai's. If only his martial spirit weren't inherently weaker, Yun Feng could very well become a peerless expert in the future.
Clenching his right hand into a fist and hitting it against his left palm, Zao Wou-ki sighed in resignation.
"I guess I'm out of luck. How did I end up dealing with two little troublemakers? It seems I'll have to train them thoroughly in the future. After all, a jade must be polished to become a gem."
A mischievous grin spread across his face as he spoke those last words.
READ 30 CHAPTERS AHEAD OF EVERYONE FOR ONLY $7!
LINK: patr eon.com/SenatusPopulus
每周推薦票狀態
-- 推薦票
榜單 
-- 推薦票