Beating Up Xue Beng

Ye Feiyang also gave Xue Beng a look. So this was what the Fourth Prince looked like?

He truly could not tell whether this prince was genuinely a wastrel or simply too convincing an actor.

Just looking at those lecherous eyes, Ye Feiyang could not muster the slightest favorable impression of him. And judging by his expression, it did not seem like an act!

"Rong Rong, why speak like that? We've known each other for a while, haven't we? Won't you introduce these two ladies?" Xue Beng still wore that carefree, debauched expression, his tone frivolous. "It's fine if you don't welcome me, but perhaps your friends would be happy to make a friend of me?"

With that, he turned to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, his smile greasy. "Ladies, are you interested in getting to know me? I guarantee I can show you the most interesting things in Heaven Dou City."

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had long since retreated to Ye Feiyang's side, unable to stop themselves from grumbling inwardly. Was this man blind? Could he not see the undisguised disgust on their faces?

"Sorry, but we're not interested in being friends with you." Xiao Wu raised her head, her tone crisp and leaving no room for discussion.

The smile on Xue Beng's face froze instantly. Clearly, he had not expected to be refused so bluntly.

He was a dignified prince. Did he really need to announce his identity before people would take him seriously?

Ye Feiyang did not want to clash with a member of the royal family the moment he arrived in Heaven Dou City. He said to the three girls, "Let's go. Don't waste time here."

The three girls immediately followed him, completely ignoring Xue Beng, who stood in the middle of the road.

As a prince, being ignored in public was, in Xue Beng's eyes, no different from openly defying imperial authority.

"Stop!" Xue Beng roared. "Who are you? Did this prince permit you to leave?"

The moment he spoke, the guards around them immediately surrounded the group. Their movements were practiced, clearly showing that they were used to this sort of thing.

Ye Feiyang frowned and sighed inwardly. This idiot really was trouble.

If they had not been out on the street, and if he had not been mindful of the consequences, he would not have cared whether the other man was a prince. He would have slapped him already.

"Is this the conduct expected of a royal family member?" he sneered, his tone full of mockery.

In the Heaven Dou imperial capital, Xue Beng had never considered the consequences of his actions. After all, those who dared demand an explanation from him usually did not end well. Who told him to have such a powerful backer?

"So what if it is?" Xue Beng thrust out his chin arrogantly. "I now suspect that you are defying imperial authority, and I have the right to detain you! Men, seize them!"

In his view, once they were captured, he could handle them however he pleased.

Ning Rongrong's face flushed red with anger as she retorted forcefully, "Xue Beng! Just try it! I am the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect!"

Before so many people, Xue Beng did not want to show weakness before Ning Rongrong. He was a notorious wastrel and a member of the royal family. How could he be intimidated by a sect's Young Sect Master?

He sneered. "Ning Rongrong, move aside! I insist on touching them. What can you do about it? Does your Seven Treasure Sect dare oppose the royal family?"

Zhu Zhuqing immediately assumed a fighting stance, Soul Power surging around her. Xiao Wu moved close to Ye Feiyang and asked quietly, "Teacher, what do we do now?"

Ye Feiyang sighed, and his gaze instantly turned cold. "Trouble has come knocking. We'll offend them whether we fight or not, so why not fight?"

The moment Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing heard that, all their worries vanished. Their teacher said fight, so they would fight! With their teacher backing them up, what was there to fear?

Ning Rongrong also threw caution to the wind. She had the Seven Treasure Sect attendants hurry back to spread the news while she mobilized her Soul Power and joined the preparations for battle.

Naturally, Ye Feiyang would not just stand aside and watch. As the central figure in this conflict, he had to be the one to teach them a lesson.

This was the perfect opportunity to show some muscle. One punch to open the way saved a hundred punches later—he understood that better than anyone.

Xue Beng had practically come begging for a beating. How could Ye Feiyang refuse him?

Ye Feiyang slowly walked up to Xue Beng and waved his hand. An invisible force directly sent the guards protecting Xue Beng flying, slamming them heavily to the ground. They could not get up for a long time.

Then, with contempt in his eyes, he raised his hand and slapped him again.

Slap!

The crisp sound echoed down the street. Before Xue Beng could even react, he was slapped off the ground and sent flying, crashing hard onto the pavement as blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Y-You dare hit this prince?" Xue Beng lay on the ground, staring at Ye Feiyang in disbelief. "Do you know who you just hit? You... you're dead!"

Ye Feiyang ignored his threat completely, stepped forward again, and delivered several more resounding slaps.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

In just a few seconds, Xue Beng's face had swollen like a pig's head. Several teeth had been knocked out, spilling from the corner of his mouth along with blood.

"Are you just asking for it? You had to come provoke me?" Ye Feiyang looked down at him coldly. "Now look at you. A toothless prince. I imagine you're the only one of your kind in Heaven Dou City."

He had deliberately controlled his strength so Xue Beng would swallow the teeth he had knocked out. Since he was going to act, he had to hit hard enough to scare everyone else.

"Oh, right. My name is Ye Feiyang." He crouched down and patted Xue Beng's swollen cheek. "If you were not the Fourth Prince, you would already be dead. Whatever backup you have, send them over. I'll take them all."

Xue Beng wanted to retort, but all he could make were hoarse choking sounds. Bloody foam mixed with broken teeth continuously poured from his mouth, and he could not utter a single complete word.

Meanwhile, the three girls had also begun fighting the guards.

Xiao Wu displayed the Guanghan Branch Breaking Hand to its fullest. Frost condensed at her fingertips, and every strike accurately hit a guard's meridians, either freezing them shut or breaking their tendons and bones. Not a single guard who fought her could retreat unscathed; they either lost an arm or broke a leg.

Her Moon Gaze Bewitching Heart was even more formidable. So long as she set her eyes on a guard, he would instantly fall into a daze and be left at her mercy.

Ning Rongrong stood to the side, continuously releasing support Soul Skills to buff Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. Their speed, strength, and Soul Power recovery all increased, and not one guard could get close to her.

Zhu Zhuqing used the Profound Nether Step, her figure weaving among the guards like a ghost. Every attack was swift, precise, and ruthless. Often, she had already moved on to her next target by the time the previous guard realized what had happened and crashed heavily to the ground.

Dozens of guards were quickly brought down under the three girls' cooperation, lying on the ground and groaning without end.

Ye Feiyang was not worried about the three girls' safety at all. Seeing that the guards had been dealt with, he kicked Xue Beng directly, sending him flying more than ten meters away. He only stopped after crashing into a wall.

"Fucking idiot." Ye Feiyang spat, then turned to the three girls, a smile instantly returning to his face. "Let's go. We settled the score on the spot, so there's no need to bottle it up and stew over it until you get breast lumps..."

The four of them had acted far too boldly. Among the crowd of onlookers, some secretly cheered while others were filled with fear. Yet no one dared step forward to help. A ruthless person who dared beat up even a prince was not someone anyone wanted to provoke.

Xue Beng clutched his swollen red face as he watched Ye Feiyang and the others walk away, the fury in his heart nearly swallowing him whole.

Only after Ye Feiyang and the others disappeared around the corner did guards dare step forward to help him up.

"Fourth Prince! Are you all right?"

"Brig the droobs back! I wand dem dead!" Xue Beng howled incoherently. With his teeth knocked out, he could not even form a complete sentence. He could only glare furiously at the guards, signaling for them to hurry and mobilize troops.

After receiving emergency treatment from a healing Spirit Master, the more Xue Beng thought about it, the angrier he became. He immediately rushed toward Prince Xue Xing's residence. He would ask his imperial uncle for help and make Ye Feiyang pay the price!

"Imperial Uncle! You have to stand up for me!" The moment Xue Beng saw Prince Xue Xing, he pulled a long face and embellished his "miserable ordeal," omitting the part where he had provoked them first. He only emphasized how Ye Feiyang had "defied imperial authority" and "beaten a prince."

Prince Xue Xing was both shocked and helpless when he saw Xue Beng bruised and battered. "Xue Beng? How did you get beaten so badly? Where is the other party? Did you capture him?"

"Imperial Uncle! They ran away! Isn't that why I came to ask for your help..." Xue Beng said tearfully. "That guy is called Ye Feiyang, and he has ties to Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Sect. You must avenge me!"

Prince Xue Xing sighed in frustration. "I told you to hide your talent and pretend to be a wastrel to avoid disaster. I did not tell you to recklessly cause trouble everywhere! Who is Ning Rongrong? The Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect. Why did you go provoke someone by her side?"

Xue Beng was still unconvinced and muttered, "I'm still a prince. That was defying imperial authority! I just took a liking to the two girls beside her, yet she actually spoke harshly to me..."

Prince Xue Xing's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Finally, he waved his hand and cut him off. "Enough. Go back and recover from your injuries first. I will handle this matter. I'll have Poison Douluo take action and make sure that boy pays the price. Do not interfere again, unless you want to cause even greater trouble."

With that, he stood and showed Xue Beng out, his tone allowing no argument.

The moment Xue Beng heard the words "Poison Douluo," his eyes lit up and his mood instantly improved. With that Titled Douluo taking action, Ye Feiyang was definitely dead!

A vicious gleam flashed through his eyes. Anyone who dared lay hands on him could not satisfy his anger even if they were cut into a thousand pieces!

Meanwhile, within the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, the Fourth Prince was beaten on the street just now." A guard respectfully reported everything that had happened to Xue Qinghe, not omitting even the smallest detail.

Xue Qinghe had been lowering his head over official documents. Upon hearing this, not only did he not become angry, he listened with great interest. His slender fingers lightly tapped the desk, and an unconscious smile curled at his lips.

"Interesting." He raised his head, curiosity filling his eyes. "Someone openly beat a member of the royal family. What is this person's background?"

"His exact identity has not yet been determined. We only know that his name is Ye Feiyang, and the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect, Ning Rongrong, calls him 'Teacher,'" the guard answered truthfully.

"Oh? That makes it even more interesting." The interest in Xue Qinghe's eyes deepened. Someone who could make the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect call him "Teacher," yet still dared openly beat a prince, was either absurdly powerful or had something wrong with his head.

He waved his hand and ordered, "Investigate everything about him, including his Soul Power Level and past experiences. The more detailed, the better. Report to me immediately once you finish. You may leave."

"Yes." The guard bowed and withdrew.

Xue Qinghe closed the memorial in his hand and said to the empty hall, "Ci Xue, come with me to meet this man who dared to 'defy imperial authority.'"

It had been a long time since he had encountered something this interesting. If a person who dared ignore imperial authority and do such a thing was truly strong, then he was worth getting to know. If he was a fool, then at least he could provide some amusement.

Xue Qinghe did not bring any guards. Instead, he chose to travel incognito. He often did this in his spare time, partly to relax and partly to immerse himself in the bustle of ordinary people and understand the real Heaven Dou City.

He casually beckoned, and a figure hidden in the shadows swiftly appeared and dropped to one knee. "Your Highness."

"Where are Ye Feiyang and the others now?" Xue Qinghe asked.

"Reporting to Your Highness, those people are currently inside the newly built Supreme Academy," the hidden guard replied. "There is also another matter: that Supreme Academy appears to have been gifted to Mr. Ye Feiyang by your teacher, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi."

Xue Qinghe raised a brow. "Oh? Is that so? Then this is truly becoming interesting."

He waved the hidden guard away and headed directly toward Supreme Academy. He could both meet that interesting person and see what the academy his teacher had given away looked like. Killing two birds with one stone.

On the other side, Ye Feiyang and the other three encountered no obstruction along the way and smoothly arrived at Supreme Academy.

But the moment they reached the entrance, Ye Feiyang could barely keep his expression under control. He had never expected that the academy Ning Fengzhi gave him would be directly across from Blue Tyrant Academy!

Was this coincidence not a little too deliberate?

Blue Tyrant Academy was located on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City, surrounded by vast greenery and a tranquil environment. Supreme Academy was also situated amid this greenery, with only an official road separating the two academies as they faced each other from afar.

"Rong Rong, are you sure this is the place?" Ye Feiyang asked suspiciously, pointing at the academy before them.

Ning Rongrong pointed at the plaque above the gate and smiled. "Teacher, just look for yourself! Unless I'm mistaken, those four characters say 'Supreme Academy.'"

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu looked around, noticed Blue Tyrant Academy across the road, and could not help laughing softly. This location was truly interesting.

On second thought, Ye Feiyang realized that the peaceful environment far from the bustling city was indeed suitable for students to study and train.

The academy had been given to him for free anyway. What was there to complain about? He instantly felt at ease.

As though recalling something amusing, Ye Feiyang smiled. "All right, this place is actually pretty good. Whenever you have nothing to do in the future, you can go across the road and challenge them. Get some practice in."

He was still thinking about the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament. It would begin in less than two years, so he needed to gather the team members first.

The three girls exchanged smiles and said in unison, "No problem! We're experienced at challenging other academies!"

The four walked into the academy. The moment they entered, an aura of extravagant wealth hit them head-on. A spacious training ground, refined teaching buildings, fully equipped residential areas—everything exuded luxury.

Ye Feiyang paused and sighed sincerely. "Tsk, tsk. Ning Fengzhi really is willing to spend money..."

Ning Rongrong raised a brow and waved her hand casually. "It's nothing~ This little bit of money is nothing to the Seven Treasure Sect."

Ye Feiyang grumbled inwardly. What a filthy rich family!

"All right, fine, you're rich." He rolled his eyes and continued walking forward.

The academy covered a large area. Apart from the four of them, there was no one else, making it seem especially deserted.

When they reached the residential area, Ye Feiyang immediately took a liking to a detached little building. It even had a small courtyard around it, planted with plenty of flowers and grass.

"Hey, this private courtyard should be my residence, right?" He pointed at the small building, his voice full of anticipation.

"Of course!" Ning Rongrong nodded with a smile. "Who in the whole academy would dare compete with you for a place to live?"

"That's great!" Ye Feiyang's eyes lit up. "I can finally have some peace and quiet. I won't have to keep squeezing into the same room with you anymore."

He waved his hand, preparing to send the three girls off to choose their own rooms. "We've looked around enough. Go do your own thing and find rooms you like. This will be our base from now on."

Xiao Wu immediately moved closer, blinked her large eyes, and pleaded sweetly, "Teacher, there are plenty of rooms in this little courtyard! Can't we live here too? We stayed together all the way here. It would feel so strange to separate now!"

"No." Ye Feiyang refused decisively. "You're not little girls anymore. It's time to learn independence. Before, we were only stopping somewhere temporarily, so we had no choice but to squeeze together. Now that we're staying long-term, we can't keep crowding together forever, can we?"

The three girls wanted to say more, but Ye Feiyang mercilessly rejected them all.

Unable to persuade Ye Feiyang, they could only settle for the next best thing. If they could not live together, then they could at least live nearby.

Thus, the three chose rooms close to Ye Feiyang's courtyard, none of them far from the others.

After the three girls left, the smile on Ye Feiyang's face faded. He muttered quietly, "What's going on with Xue Beng? His efficiency is terrible. It's already this late, and he still hasn't brought anyone to attack my door?"

The moment he finished speaking, a noisy mass of footsteps came from the academy entrance, mixed with the clanging of weapons.

Ye Feiyang shook his head with a faint chuckle. They're finally here.

His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared before the academy gates.

Outside, more than a hundred black-clothed, masked people stood in neat formation, their presence menacing and their bodies radiating killing intent. They were clearly battle-hardened fighters, and even the weakest among them were Soul Kings.

Ye Feiyang's gaze landed on the leader at the front, and his pupils narrowed slightly. That man was actually a Soul Saint! Behind him stood several Soul Emperors, making their strength impossible to underestimate.

"What an impressive display." Ye Feiyang nodded slightly, his tone carrying a trace of mockery. "To deal with me alone, you actually sent so many experts."

An ordinary person would probably have had their legs go weak before such a lineup. But who was he? He was Ye Feiyang. This much was nowhere near enough to frighten him.

"You are Ye Feiyang?" The leading Soul Saint took a step forward and asked coldly, his voice carrying an oppressive force.

Ye Feiyang swept his gaze over the masked people and nodded. "That's me. Which faction are you from? Covering yourselves up like this—are you too ashamed to show your faces?"

He secretly smiled to himself. They had come masked to cause trouble. Even if he took them all out, no one would know who had done it. They would have nowhere to seek justice even after dying. These people were practically delivering themselves to him as experience points.

After confirming the target, the leading Soul Saint did not waste words. He waved his hand and gave the order. "Attack! Tear down this academy first, then cripple him!"

At that moment, the entrance of Blue Tyrant Academy across the road was already packed with spectators, all pointing in their direction and whispering among themselves.

Some were even secretly excited. Supreme Academy had opened directly opposite Blue Tyrant Academy, obviously making them competitors. Now that someone had come looking for trouble, they would be delighted if Supreme Academy were torn apart.

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu heard the commotion and quickly rushed to the gate, taking their places beside Ye Feiyang.

There was a trace of tension on the three girls' faces, but when they saw Ye Feiyang's calm and composed expression, the unease in their hearts instantly faded by more than half.

"Teacher..." Ning Rongrong had just started to speak when Ye Feiyang's calm voice reached them.

"These people are not weak. The weakest among them are Soul Kings. Step back first, and don't get caught in this."

Ye Feiyang intended to act personally. These people were far stronger than the three girls. Even if the girls could win, they would have to pay a considerable price.

Besides, he wanted to use this opportunity to become famous in a single battle and establish Supreme Academy's reputation. He wanted everyone to know that Supreme Academy was not to be provoked!

The three girls exchanged looks, chose to follow their teacher's arrangement, and silently stepped back several paces to watch from the side.

Ye Feiyang did not hesitate any longer. Soul Power exploded from his body as eight Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red. The final red Soul Ring radiated a heart-palpitating aura.

Fifth Soul Skill: Boundless Sword Tomb.

As his voice fell, a powerful domain instantly spread outward, enveloping all the masked people within it. It formed a massive barrier that firmly contained the battle, preventing it from affecting the academy behind him.

When the leading Soul Saint saw the Soul Rings beneath Ye Feiyang's feet, his pupils abruptly contracted and his heart shuddered. Such a young Soul Douluo? How was that possible?!

But before he could think further, Ye Feiyang had already unleashed his full power. His voice echoed through the barrier like the chant of a demon.

Fourth Soul Skill: Myriad Transformation Sword Prison.

Countless slender flying swords appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing the barrier as they shot toward the masked people like torrential rain.

"Aah—!"

"Monster! This man is a monster!"

Screams instantly erupted throughout the barrier. The Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, and even the Soul Saint were pierced through the body by flying swords in an instant, collapsing to the ground without a trace of life.

Some did not even have time to release a Soul Skill before dying beneath the swords.

The more than one hundred people who had arrived so aggressively never imagined that they would be completely wiped out in such a short time, without even a chance to resist.

The three girls, who had been worried moments earlier, now stared wide-eyed at the scene before them. They knew their teacher was strong, but they had never expected him to be this strong—capable of instantly killing everyone in the blink of an eye!

At that moment, an overwhelming sense of pride rose in the three girls' hearts. Their backs unconsciously straightened a little more. This was their teacher!

Not only them—even the spectators watching from afar felt their scalps go numb. The discussions instantly vanished, and no one even dared breathe too loudly.