85: The disciple who rebelled against his master, captured Teacher Zhou Yi!

Chapter 85: Rebellious Disciple, Conquering Teacher Zhou Yi!

"You two, come here!"

Zhou Yi looked at the only two remaining: Ye Han and Wang Donger.

Her stern face still filled with authority, she said sharply.

Hearing this, Wang Donger and Ye Han walked over together.

Zhou Yi looked at the two of them and nodded with slight satisfaction, saying:

"Not bad, there are finally two children with some backbone!"

"Tell me, what are your names? Who were you fighting with, and why were you fighting?"

Just as Ye Han was about to speak, Wang Donger rushed to say:

"Reporting, teacher, my name is Wang Dong, his name is Ye Han."

"We are roommates, it was just some minor scuffling, fooling around."

Hearing it was just fooling around, Zhou Yi immediately lost interest and said authoritatively:

"Hmm? Just minor scuffling? Fooling around?"

"Then you go run laps too. The time and rules are the same as for the students outside!"

These words made Wang Donger instantly dumbfounded.

Her eyes couldn't help but blaze with anger as she glared at Zhou Yi, wanting to argue.

Why did her expression change so abruptly upon hearing it was just fooling around?

Did she really want them to fight, to injure each other seriously?

Seeing this, Ye Han naturally knew that no matter what was said, they would have to run laps.

He immediately grabbed Wang Donger's arm and whispered softly in her ear:

"Donger, be good. You go run the laps first. I'll stay behind and have a few words with Teacher Zhou."

Wang Donger was stunned for a moment, but obediently listened to Ye Han and turned to leave.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi couldn't help but stare at Ye Han in confusion, frowning as she said:

"Your name is Ye Han, right? What other doubts do you have?!"

The corner of Ye Han's mouth lifted slightly, a provocative look on his face as he said:

"Teacher Zhou Yi, I don't want to run laps. What should I do?"

As these words fell, Zhou Yi's face instantly darkened to the extreme.

She never expected this kid would dare disobey her!

Immediately, she coldly shouted:

"You don't want to run laps? Hmph... fine..."

"If you don't go run, you will be expelled immediately, get out of the academy!"

Hearing this, the smile on Ye Han's face grew even wider as he said lightly:

"Teacher Zhou Yi, what are you barking about? Are you threatening me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi was thoroughly enraged.

"How dare you! How dare you be this insolent in front of me!!!"

With an angry roar, Zhou Yi instantly activated her Red Dragon Spirit.

Six spirit rings instantly materialized: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black.

A terrifying Soul Power aura swept through every corner of the classroom.

Yet, feeling this terrifying pressure, Ye Han remained unfazed.

"Teacher Zhou Yi, are you going to teach me a lesson?"

Ye Han asked nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi suddenly raised her hand to slap Ye Han, roaring at the same time:

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson, you brat, and let you know what respecting teachers and valuing the Dao means!"

But before her slap could land,

Ye Han activated his Chaos Death God Eyes and instantly unleashed a Spirit Ability:

Chaos Charm!

"Hum—!"

In an instant, Zhou Yi's pupils froze, and her whole person became as still as a wooden chicken.

A strange sensation swept through her entire body, making her feel hot and restless.

"Ye... Ye Han..."

Gradually, the way she looked at Ye Han's eyes became dazed and unfocused.

It was as if her affectionate love for Ye Han had reached an uncontrollable level!

Seeing this, a Seductive curve appeared at the corner of Ye Han's mouth.

Then his expression immediately turned serious as he stared at Zhou Yi's raised hand and said angrily:

"Teacher Zhou Yi, are you going to hit me?!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi's heart panicked, and she hurriedly withdrew her raised hand.

"I... I wasn't... I don't know what happened, Ye Han... don't be angry..."

Zhou Yi still wanted to explain, but Ye Han interrupted her angrily:

"Your hand was almost swinging at me just now, and you say you weren't?!"

"You keep saying I'm your most beloved student! But now you want to hit me!"

"Kneel down immediately and apologize! Otherwise, I'll drop out, never be your student again, and you'll never see me!"

Zhou Yi's pretty face turned deathly pale, her heart aching terribly.

Immediately, she fell to her knees with a *thump*, looking up at Ye Han to beg and apologize:

"Ye Han, it was the teacher's fault just now, please forgive the teacher, okay?!"

Seeing Zhou Yi kneel down,

a trace of a smile appeared on Ye Han's face.

He looked down at Zhou Yi beneath him.

The effect of this Spirit Ability was really useful.

It directly turned the aloof Zhou Yi into a bootlicker.

The current Zhou Yi had already become a submissive little...

But seeing Zhou Yi's current appearance as an old woman, Ye Han found it really off-putting.

"Teacher Zhou Yi, don't you think your disguise as an old woman is disgusting?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi became even more flustered.

"Ye Han, don't be angry, the teacher will change back to her original appearance right now."

She immediately raised her right hand and anxiously tore at a spot behind the left side of her face.

An exquisite, special mask was peeled off, revealing a beautiful and enchanting face.

She looked to be only around twenty-eight or twenty-nine, with eyebrows like spring mountains and a gentle, moving appearance.

That delicate oval face perfectly outlined a stunning contour.

As she tore off this special mask, her ordinary figure also underwent a change.

It became curvaceous, alluringly delicate, with fair, smooth, and tender skin.

A pair of slender, shapely long legs were exposed to the air, emitting a tempting luster.

That unique, delicate beauty of a lovely woman was simply not the same person as the old woman from before.

Paired with the teacher's uniform she wore, it exuded an unusually fatal allure.

"Gulp~!"

Looking at Zhou Yi's graceful and tempting appearance,

Ye Han swallowed his saliva, his eyes revealing greedy heat.

Although he had long known Zhou Yi was a top-tier, beautiful older sister,

only now, seeing her up close, could he clearly feel her charm.

Ye Han couldn't help but stick out his tongue to lick his lips.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Yi knew he liked her appearance.

Her eyes couldn't help but brim with intense seductiveness as she immediately knelt closer and apologized coquettishly:

"Ye Han, forgive the teacher, okay? The teacher will never make a mistake again!"

"Let the teacher rub and massage you to relieve some of your anger, okay?"

As she spoke, her long, fair, jade-like fingers actually actively reached out to stroke Ye Han's...

Seeing this, Ye Han's breathing instantly became rapid, a wicked light in his eyes as he chuckled:

"Teacher Zhou Yi, do you think you're being worthy of him like this?"

Zhou Yi naturally knew who the 'he' Ye Han referred to was.

It was her husband, the teacher from the spirit tool Department — Fan Yu!

But Zhou Yi didn't care in the slightest, saying seductively:

"He's just a useless fool who only tinkers with spirit tools, how can he compare to you?"

As she spoke, Zhou Yi opened her mouth and began to 'eat meat', mumbling indistinctly:

"You are the teacher's most beloved student, the teacher only loves you... mmm... you love the teacher too, right..."

Ye Han's heart stirred, and he immediately pulled her up.

He directly pulled her tempting, delicate body into his embrace.

"Ye Han~~"

Zhou Yi fell into Ye Han's arms at once, filled with joy and excitement.

At this moment, Ye Han was like a giant furnace, melting Zhou Yi, this bewitching flower.

"Call me Master!"

Ye Han tightened his embrace around her, growling in a low voice.

Zhou Yi's pretty face flushed with shyness, then she coquettishly leaned close to Ye Han's ear:

"Master~"

Hearing Zhou Yi's soft, sweet, paralyzingly Seductive whisper,

Ye Han felt all the blood in his body boil over. How could he hold back any longer?

He immediately fiercely kissed Zhou Yi's fiery red lips, invading aggressively.