Douluo: Helping my ancestors ascend to godhood

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The next day, Shui Wuya arrived in the classroom.

After settling into a corner seat, Shui Wuya closed his eyes to continue restoring his mental strength. The previous day's exertion had been considerable; he hadn't fully recovered to his peak state even after the whole night.

"I am your homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi," came a husky voice.

Hearing this, Shui Wuya opened his eyes to glance around the spacious classroom. Nearly all the seats were occupied by now.

Standing at the platform was an elderly woman, evidently the eccentric teacher from the original work.

"Regardless of your backgrounds, whether you're a prince, a duke's descendant, or from a prestigious family, there's no distinction here!"

"In my eyes, anyone who can't pass my assessments is trash!" Zhou Yi continued her so-called manifesto from the platform. Shui Wuya paid little attention, his gaze sweeping across the classroom.

He found Wang Dong sitting diagonally to his right. Wang Dong's remarkable appearance had attracted a large group of female students around him.

As for his own surroundings...

Shui Wuya realized he was also surrounded by girls. If he hadn't been seated near the wall on the left, he'd probably receive similar treatment to Wang Dong.

Occasionally, the girls on his right would steal glances at him.

Shui Wuya observed them briefly. Although they all wore Shrek Academy uniforms, he noticed one girl wearing an expensive jade bracelet on her wrist. Her posture and demeanor indicated she was of high status.

Here, he probably had the lowest status. Shui Wuya thought to himself.

Though he had received polite letters from the city lord's correspondence, reminding him that he was now the head of the aristocratic Family, he was well aware that the aristocratic Families mentioned by Zhou Yi were not as destitute as his own.

Shui Wuya quickly found Huo Yuhao. Among the students here, perhaps only Huo Yuhao, as the illegitimate son of a duke, could relate to his status.

At the same time, he noticed Huo Yuhao's gaze. While many students were discontent with Zhou Yi, Huo Yuhao remained calm, even showing some respect towards her.

Shui Wuya could guess what Huo Yuhao was thinking; he must believe Zhou Yi had some ability to speak so boldly.

But where were they? Shrek Academy.

Could someone without ability teach here?

It was probably just to intimidate Huo Yuhao.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao was also asking Wang Dong, "What is the Extreme aristocratic Family?"

As an illegitimate child, he couldn't access this information.

"We all know that martial souls have attributes, such as ice, fire, wind, and so on. The Extreme Families possess martial souls with extreme attributes, which are several times stronger than ordinary attribute martial souls."

"In that singular attribute direction, they've nearly reached the extreme. However, they usually remain hidden, with many lineages possibly spanning tens of thousands of years."

Just then, Zhou Yi posed a question.

"Among you, who has been in a fight since the start of the school year? Stand up."

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong stood up, their faces pale, anticipating punishment, while others looked on with glee.

However, they were soon dumbfounded.

"Alright, now everyone except these two, get out and run a hundred laps around the square!"

Zhou Yi's words left everyone stunned, except Shui Wuya.

In his mind, Shui Wuya sneered.

Not punishing someone for not getting into fights? That's absurd logic, the rantings of a self-righteous lunatic living in her own world.

She has no sense of professional ethics and is utterly unfit to be a teacher.

Buzzing—

Zhou Yi directly displayed her six soul rings. Under the pressure of her Spirit Emperor aura and the threat of expulsion, everyone else, even if discontented, had no choice but to leave the classroom.

In the end, only three people remained in the classroom: Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao, and Shui Wuya.

"Why are you still here? Go run a hundred laps!" Zhou Yi noticed Shui Wuya sitting by the wall and immediately flared up.

"Haven't you heard me? Go!" Shui Wuya seemed unperturbed by Zhou Yi's angry tone, maintaining his calm demeanor.

"Do you think you're so great? You know nothing but corporal punishment. People like you, I wouldn't call them teachers, but lunatics," Shui Wuya remarked casually.

"A crazy old hag like you isn't qualified to be my teacher, and I certainly won't heed your words."

"Which teacher in any of the ten freshmen classes would resort to corporal punishment at the beginning of the school year?"

"Alright, alright, I've never seen such a disrespectful student before." Zhou Yi, infuriated, smirked. Her six soul rings lit up simultaneously, emitting a terrifying pressure.

But Shui Wuya acted as if he didn't feel a thing.

"Hitting a nerve, are we? Trying to assert dominance through force? I'm not disrespecting you. If it were the Dragon God Douluo here asking me to do something, I wouldn't object." Shui Wuya smiled lightly.

This kind of pressure was nothing to him.

"I'd like to see if the Dragon God Douluo were here, would he punish students for not fighting!"

"A hundred students running around the square, other teachers from different classes must be having a good laugh, right?"

"I noticed you came to the classroom alone and didn't see the teacher from the next class come to talk to you. Your popularity seems lacking, no wonder."

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao were both astonished. That was a teacher, yet Shui Wuya dared to speak like this!

"Fine, very well. Since you don't acknowledge me as your teacher, then don't stay in this academy!" Shui Wuya's string of remarks hit Zhou Yi's sore spots, making her tremble with anger.

"Now, immediately, right away, get out! I'm expelling you!"

Shui Wuya got up without a word and left the classroom without looking back.

Now that he had his own trump cards, he was the same everywhere.

Through his communication with Shui Bing'er, he could access more resources than at Shrek Academy.

If staying in Zhou Yi's class was the only way to attend Shrek Academy, then so be it. He wasn't going to endure this frustration.

Walking in the teaching building, Shui Wuya felt a sense of relief.

What could Shrek Academy offer him? Not much, actually.

In terms of cultivation, the Extreme Ice Art had been perfected by hundreds of generations within the family, better suited to him than what the academy taught.

What Shrek Academy could provide was status—the identity of a Shrek disciple—and various opportunities for fame.

Despite what Zhou Yi said, which Extreme Family would send their important members to Shrek?

They were all cultivated internally.

"Excuse me, which class are you from?"

Shui Wuya halted at the sound of the voice. "And you are?"

Turning around, he faced a face he hadn't seen before.

"I'm Yan Shaozhe. You must be Shui Wuya, right?" Yan Shaozhe smiled, recalling the letter, his eyes brightening as he looked at Shui Wuya.

(End of Chapter)