Under the shade of a tree, Lin Yun lazily lay on the grass, dappled sunlight casting flickering patterns over his body. The scene was enough to make one reminisce about childhood summers.
That is, if not for the dozens of young men in iron armor running nearby, looking like prison laborers on the run.
"Tut-tut, so miserable." Lin Yun casually plucked a stalk of Blue Silver Grass, placed it between his lips, and chewed on it lazily.
Xiao Xiao sat beside him in a duck-like sitting position, watching the wretched state of their classmates with an expression that showed she could hardly bear to look.
"I finally understand why, when I first met you, you called Teacher Zhou a perverted old hag. This is just inhumane!" Xiao Xiao rubbed her small face, unable to hold back her complaint.
Thanks to Lin Yun's protection, ever since Old Lady Zhou intensified the physical training, Lin Yun had simply abandoned it altogether. Every afternoon, he would either skip class to go out and eat or lounge on the sidelines, watching the suffering unfold.
And he even dragged Xiao Xiao along.
At first, Xiao Xiao hesitated, thinking she shouldn't skip class. But it only took one session for her to change her mind—because by the time she got home that evening, her entire body was as limp as a noodle, unable to muster any strength.
Xiao Xiao: Abandon the grind, embrace the slacker life!
The more painful physical training was, the more enjoyable it felt to slack off with Lin Yun. The little girl was even starting to love it.
Zhou Yi: "Lin Yun, why aren't you attending physical training?"
Lin Yun: "Physical training? I don't need that crap. Or… does Teacher Zhou want to test if my physique is strong enough? Maybe see how hard my fists are?"
Zhou Yi: "…"
That being said, unlike Lin Yun, Xiao Xiao was quite sociable in Class One. Aside from Lin Yun and Huo Yuhao, he barely spoke to anyone and had no friends.
Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, had plenty of friends. She was petite, adorable, beautiful, and quite talented—naturally, she was well-liked in the class.
Watching her 'friends' suffer under the blazing sun, the little girl felt a bit guilty… and took another sip of her ice-cold drink.
"Ahh… this is the life!" Xiao Xiao's big eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled sweetly.
Lin Yun rolled his eyes and spat out the Blue Silver Grass in his mouth. "Never doubt my words. A king never jokes!"
"Pfft… 'king,' really?" Xiao Xiao burst into laughter, reaching out to touch Lin Yun's forehead. "No fever, so why are you acting so delusional?"
Beneath the dappled tree shadows, Xiao Xiao's smiling face seemed dreamlike and enchanting. Lin Yun found his vision momentarily blurred.
Realizing his reaction, a sudden sense of nervousness struck him. If not for the Golden Dragon King bloodline granting him exceptional control over his body, his heart would probably be pounding uncontrollably by now.
"Shoo, shoo! What do you know, little girl!" Lin Yun, feigning disgust, swatted Xiao Xiao's hand away and turned over, showing her the back of his head.
Xiao Xiao said nothing, just watching Lin Yun with amusement, her emerald-green eyes shimmering.
Meanwhile—
Wang Dong glanced at Lin Yun and Xiao Xiao, who were 'flirting' under the tree, and clenched his fists.
We're here training to the brink of death, and you two not only get to skip, but you're openly chatting in the shade, watching us suffer?
Utterly heartless!
Some had tried to protest this injustice to Zhou Yi before, but her response had swiftly shut them all down:
"If any of you can absorb a soul ring beyond your level like Lin Yun… If any of you can defeat a sixth-year student in just three moves… Then you can skip physical training too."
With a dark expression, Zhou Yi left them speechless.
With her six soul rings, those who had initially been unconvinced fell completely silent, as if struck by an icy chill.
In the entire Class One, perhaps only Huo Yuhao was genuinely focused on training. He followed Zhou Yi's course requirements to the letter, completing every task without fail.
He understood the vast gap between himself and the others—not just Lin Yun, but even the rest of Class One far outmatched him.
Shrek Academy's entry requirements were to be under twelve years old and have a soul power level of at least fifteen. Yet, Huo Yuhao was only at level twelve—and even that was thanks to Bei Bei tricking Xu Sanshi into giving him a Profound Water Pill to boost his level.
Even the weakest student in Class One was above level fifteen, while Lin Yun had reached a staggering level thirty-seven. The fact that Huo Yuhao was twenty-five levels behind Lin Yun filled him with an overwhelming sense of urgency. Lacking natural talent, all he could do was work harder—train with relentless determination.
Fortunately, the immense essence of the Skydream Iceworm was constantly nourishing his body. Otherwise, with how he was pushing himself, he would have collapsed within half a year.
Every day, Huo Yuhao pushed his body to its absolute limit before dragging himself, exhausted, back to the dormitory. It was precisely because of this desperate effort that he managed to master the Mysterious Heaven Technique, which, in the original story, should have required no meditation to operate.
Boom—
A slender girl suddenly collapsed onto the track, her body unable to bear the strain. The heavy iron training vest slammed against the ground with a dull thud—a sound so distinct that even Lin Yun and Xiao Xiao, sitting in the distance, could hear it clearly.
"Yingying!"
A male student who had been running beside the girl immediately halted in panic, rushing to support her fallen body.
The moment he touched her, he felt her burning-hot skin. Under the scorching sun, the temperature of the iron vest had long surpassed what a human body could endure. Yingying's originally fair face was now flushed with an unhealthy crimson, her lips dry and cracked, her entire body feverishly hot.
Dehydration + heatstroke—she had already lost consciousness.
Guo Miao, holding the unconscious Yingying in his arms, quickly turned red-eyed with anger. He glared at Zhou Yi and shouted furiously, "I told you long ago that Yingying is a support-type soul master! She has always been physically weak and can't handle such intense training! But you still forced her! What kind of teacher are you?!"
"You're not even fit to be a teacher—this is murder!"
The commotion quickly drew the attention of the other students. One by one, they stopped running, silently observing the scene unfold—even Huo Yuhao was no exception.
Zhou Yi frowned and snapped coldly, "What are you all looking at? Keep running! If anyone stops again, you're all expelled!"
Her words were accompanied by the oppressive soul power of a Soul Emperor—a force so overwhelming that the one- and two-ring students simply could not resist it. Under her chilling gaze, the students glanced at her briefly before gritting their teeth and continuing their run.
Only Guo Miao remained where he was, kneeling on one knee, holding Yingying in his arms, his eyes still filled with seething anger.
"I've said it before—there is no place for the weak in my class. Since the two of you cannot complete my training, you don't need to stay in this class any longer." Zhou Yi's tone was indifferent as she stared at Guo Miao.
"Will you leave on your own, or shall I throw you out?"
(End of Chapter)
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