As soon as Xu Mo finished speaking, everyone—both those disqualified and those remaining—erupted into a confused discussion.
“Natural bodybuilding... what does that even mean?”
“No, that’s impossible. Relying purely on tempering bones and muscles is way too slow!”
“Why aren’t we allowed to? The academy and Dawn City have never had a rule like this.”
“We’re representing Qingping. What if this causes us to lose the Graduation Show?”
Xu Mo sat on the edge of the desk, legs crossed, and waited while the group chirped and shouted for a long time before slowly picking at his ear.
“Finished talking?”
He hopped off the desk and took two steps forward.
“If you’re done, then get lost.”
“It’s for your own good. You lot are already pickled in potions. I don’t have much patience; be careful not to get trained to death here.”
He spoke casually, but hearing his words, those who hadn't been disqualified couldn't help but feel a chill run up their spines.
Trained to death?
It didn't sound like she was joking...
The disqualified students turned red in the face. They wanted to lash out but didn't quite dare, only managing to stammer at “Bai Feifei.”
“Then... then let me ask you!”
Xu Mo’s wrist flicked, and the silver short sword he had taken from Huang Jiahao was suddenly held horizontally in his hand.
“Actually, I’m really not a very patient person.”
He grinned, his smile carrying blatant killing intent.
Under the shroud of that killing intent, the dozen or so disqualified students looked at each other. Their expressions shifted from anger to frustration, and then to an indescribable sense of humiliation.
In the Inner City, no one had ever spoken to them like this.
Ultimately, however, not a single person dared to actually make a move. The disqualified group lowered their heads and left.
The training hall doors were slammed shut behind them—their final act of defiance.
Only after they were dozens of meters away did the fear in their hearts slowly dissipate, replaced by resentful grumbling.
“That’s just fucking bizarre. A newly hired combat instructor dares to expel us!?”
“I don’t know who gave her the delusion that having a bit of strength entitles her to do this. I’m telling my dad to talk to the academy today.”
“She’s like a lunatic, not letting us use enhancement potions. My dad can get her fired with one phone call!”
“Just you wait... I’m already looking forward to seeing the look on her face.”
Anger was fueled by indignation, and indignation ignited resentment.
The sparks of this resentment were spreading toward the adults of their respective families at a speed they themselves couldn't have imagined.
However, this was exactly what Xu Mo had intended!
...
Ye Yu stood in the corner, staring at the still-vibrating doors with a deep frown.
She hesitated for a moment before walking over to “Bai Feifei” and whispering, “Bai Feifei...”
“Address me by my title while we’re working,” Xu Mo glanced at her.
Ye Yu: ...
She held it in for a long time, her face turning red, before whispering:
“Teacher... Bai, if you do things this way, you might be in trouble.”
“Trouble?” Xu Mo burst out laughing at the word.
“Hahaha! Trouble—I came here specifically to find trouble!”
He laughed recklessly. He had a premonition that he was on the right path!
He just wanted to see how much of a storm this ‘no juicing’ business could stir up and what kind of forces it would lure out to give him trouble.
The bigger the mess, the better. Otherwise, what was the point of just teaching students?
At that thought, he couldn't help but start humming a light tune.
Ye Yu stared blankly at “Bai Feifei.” Although she had already witnessed her erratic nature, she still didn't understand why she was getting more excited the more they talked.
Under her gaze, “Bai Feifei’s” body gave a slight shiver.
When she opened her eyes again, the eccentricity and malice from a moment ago were gone, replaced by a brief moment of confusion.
—Bai Feifei had retaken control of the body.
“Alright, I’ll leave the rest to you,” Xu Mo yawned in her mind.
“I’m tired. Establishing your authority in front of the students like that was more than enough.”
“Handle the rest of the teaching yourself. Don’t bother me. I’ll come back when something interesting happens.”
“But let me tell you, regarding this place...”
He paused, his voice carrying a hint of inexplicable amusement.
“Things are probably about to become very unpeaceful.”
Bai Feifei was silent for a moment, then gave a light sigh.
“With you around... I’m afraid nowhere will ever be peaceful.”
Bai Feifei stood where she was and looked up at the students in the training hall.
They were watching her warily, their eyes filled with fear, awe, and an indescribable curiosity.
Clearly not knowing how to act as a teacher, she could only force out a very strained smile.
“Well then, hello everyone. The assessment just now was for your own good. I hope you don’t mind.”
No one dared to mind. Seeing her tone suddenly become gentle, the students actually became even more terrified.
This isn't right... there’s a catch!
“So,” Ye Yu spoke up tentatively, “how are we going to start the training?”
Bai Feifei thought about how she herself had become stronger, then resignedly drew a longsword from her storage ring.
“There is only one best way to improve combat ability, and that is actual combat!”
“We’ll start with some simulated combat practice, and then I’ll adjust your movements and reactions.”
“Who wants to go first? I’ll give some hands-on instruction, and then we’ll try grouping up. What do you... think?”
The students looked at each other; no one dared to speak.
What did this mean?
She just finished terrifying us, and now she wants to beat us up?
Ye Yu, however, didn't care about that. She had always known Bai Feifei was erratic; the scary version was gone, and now the easy-to-talk-to version was back.
She only heard one phrase clearly—“hands-on instruction!”
Thus, she was the first to step forward.
“I’ll go first!”
...
The next morning, at dawn.
The gates of Qingping Academy had just opened when the guards on duty froze.
Usually at this time, the most they would see at the gate were a few private cars dropping off students.
But today was different.
Before school had even started, the open space in front of the Qingping Academy gates was filled with over a dozen luxury cars, each of immense value!
The people stepping out of the cars all looked like high-ranking figures. The guards even recognized some of them as members of the five major families!
Behind them, bodyguards and family escorts stood in several dense rows, a dark mass of people silently blocking the academy entrance.
No one was shouting, but the air was thick with a chilling, stern atmosphere.
They stood there in silence, looking as if they were ready to launch a campaign at any moment!
A cold-faced middle-aged man took a step forward and looked at the guards.
“I heard a reckless new teacher arrived here yesterday?”
“Can just anyone enter Qingping Academy these days?”
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