Beating Xue Beng

Ye Feiyang glanced at Xue Beng. So this is what the Fourth Prince looks like?

He couldn't tell if the prince was genuinely dissolute or just an incredibly convincing actor.

Just looking at those lecherous eyes, Ye Feiyang couldn't muster any good feelings towards him. And judging by his demeanor, it didn't seem like he was faking it!

"Rongrong, why are you talking like that? We've met before, won't you introduce these two young ladies?" Xue Beng maintained his roguish demeanor, his tone flippant. "It's fine if you don't like me, perhaps your friends would be happy to get acquainted with me?"

After speaking, he turned to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, a greasy smile on his face. "Young 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 already retreated to Ye Feiyang's side, inwardly complaining: Is this guy blind? Can't he see the obvious disgust on our faces?

"Sorry, we're not interested in being friends with you," Xiao Wu said, looking up, her tone firm and leaving no room for argument.

The smile on Xue Beng's face froze instantly. He clearly hadn't expected to be rejected so bluntly.

He was a prince, after all. Did he have to announce his identity just to get some attention?

Ye Feiyang didn't want to clash with a member of the royal family right after arriving in Heaven Dou City. He spoke to the three women, "Let's go. No need to waste time here."

The three women immediately followed, completely ignoring Xue Beng, who was blocking their path.

As a prince, being ignored in public was, in Xue Beng's eyes, tantamount to openly defying royal authority.

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

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding guards immediately closed in. Their movements were practiced and efficient, clearly accustomed to such situations.

Ye Feiyang frowned, sighing inwardly. This guy is really a troublemaker.

If they weren't on a public street and he had to consider the repercussions, he wouldn't care if the other party was a prince; he would have slapped him long ago.

"Is this how members of the royal family behave?" he scoffed, his tone dripping with mockery.

Within the Heaven Dou Imperial City, Xue Beng never considered the consequences of his actions—after all, anyone who dared to demand an explanation from him usually met a bad end. Who wouldn't, with such a powerful backer?

"So what if it is?" Xue Beng retorted, puffing out his chest arrogantly. "I now suspect you of defying royal authority, and I have the right to detain you! Guards, seize them!"

In his mind, as long as he could capture them, he could do whatever he pleased.

Ning Rongrong's face turned red with anger, and she retorted forcefully, "Xue Beng! You dare try it! I am the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect!"

In front of the crowd, Xue Beng didn't want to appear weak in front of Ning Rongrong. He was known as a dissolute prince and a member of the royal family; how could he be intimidated by a sect's young sect master?

He scoffed, "Ning Rongrong, get out of the way! I'm going to touch them, what are you going to do about it? Does your Seven Treasure Sect dare to oppose the royal family?"

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

Ye Feiyang sighed, his eyes instantly turning cold. "Trouble has found us. We've already offended them whether we fight or not, so why not fight?"

Hearing this, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing let go of their worries. Teacher says fight, so we fight! We have Teacher backing us, what's there to fear?

Ning Rongrong also decided to go all out. While having her Seven Treasure Sect attendants quickly return to report, she also mobilized her Soul Power and joined the battle preparations.

Ye Feiyang naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch. The main target of this conflict was someone he had to teach a lesson.

He might as well take this opportunity to show off his strength. A single punch that opens the way prevents a hundred punches from coming. He understood this principle better than anyone.

Xue Beng was practically begging for a beating; how could he refuse?

Ye Feiyang slowly walked up to Xue Beng and waved his hand. An invisible force directly sent the guards protecting Xue Beng flying, crashing heavily onto the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

Then, with a look of disdain, he raised his hand and slapped again.

"Slap!"

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the street. Xue Beng didn't even have time to react before he was sent flying off the ground, slamming hard onto the ground, blood instantly trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"You, you dare to hit me, a prince?" Xue Beng, lying on the ground, looked at Ye Feiyang in disbelief. "Do you know who you're hitting? You... you're dead!"

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

"Slap! Slap slap!"

In just a few seconds, Xue Beng's face was swollen like a pig's head, and several of his teeth had been knocked out, flowing out of his mouth mixed with blood.

"Aren't you pathetic? Why did you have to provoke me?" Ye Feiyang looked down at him, his tone icy. "Now look, you've become a toothless prince. I suppose you're one of a kind in Heaven Dou City?"

He had deliberately controlled his strength, forcing Xue Beng to swallow the knocked-out teeth. If you're going to fight, why not hit hard enough to deter others?

"Oh, right, my name is Ye Feiyang," he said, squatting down and patting Xue Beng's swollen cheek. "If you weren't the Fourth Prince, you'd be dead by now. Bring on whatever tricks you have, I'll take them all."

Xue Beng tried to retort, but could only let out "Heh heh" sounds. Blood mixed with broken teeth continuously flowed from his mouth, rendering him unable to utter a single word.

Meanwhile, the three women had also started fighting the guards.

Xiao Wu unleashed the full power of her Guanghan Branch Breaking Hand, condensing cold energy at her fingertips. Each strike accurately hit the guards' meridians, either freezing them or breaking their bones. None of the guards who fought her could retreat intact; they either had broken hands or broken legs.

Her Moon Gaze Bewitching Heart was even more potent. As long as a guard was caught in her gaze, they would instantly fall into a daze, leaving them at her mercy.

Ning Rongrong stood to the side, continuously releasing support Soul Skills, bestowing buffs on Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing—their speed, strength, and Soul Power recovery rates were all enhanced. Not a single guard could get close to her.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, employed her Profound Nether Steps, her figure darting through the guards like a phantom. Each strike was swift and precise. Often, she would have already moved to the next target before the previous guard even realized what had happened, falling heavily to the ground.

Dozens of guards, with the coordinated efforts of the three women, were quickly taken down and lay groaning on the ground.

Ye Feiyang wasn't worried about the safety of the three women at all. Seeing that the guards had been dealt with, he directly kicked Xue Beng, sending him flying more than ten meters away, where he finally stopped after hitting a wall.

"Stupid idiot," he spat, then turned to the three women, his face instantly breaking into a smile. "Let's go. We've settled the score on the spot, so we don't have to hold it in and get upset, which could lead to breast hyperplasia..."

The four of them acted too boldly. Among the onlookers, some secretly cheered, while others were filled with fear. No one dared to step forward to help—these were people who dared to beat up a prince; who would step up and ask for trouble?

Xue Beng clutched his swollen face and watched the retreating figures of Ye Feiyang and the other three. The rage in his heart was almost consuming him.

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

"Fourth Prince! Are you alright?"

"Shut up! Go get soldiers! I want them arrested!" Xue Beng roared indistinctly. His teeth had been knocked out, and he couldn't even form a complete sentence. He could only use his angry eyes to signal the guards to quickly mobilize troops.

After receiving emergency treatment from the healing Soul Master, he became angrier the more he thought about it. He turned and rushed directly to Prince Xue Xing's mansion—he wanted his uncle's help and was determined to make Ye Feiyang pay the price!

"Uncle! You must seek justice for me!" As soon as he saw Prince Xue Xing, Xue Beng put on a crying face and exaggerated his "tragic encounter," omitting the part where he had provoked them first. He only emphasized how Ye Feiyang had "disdained imperial power" and "assaulted a prince."

Prince Xue Xing looked at his bruised and swollen face, both surprised and helpless. "Xue Beng? How did you get beaten up like this? Where are the perpetrators? Have they been arrested?"

"Uncle! They ran away! That's why I've come to you for help..." Xue Beng said with a choked sob. "That guy's name is Ye Feiyang, and he's also connected to Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Sect. You must avenge me!"

Prince Xue Xing sighed, disappointed. "I told you to hide your strength and pretend to be a dissolute noble to avoid trouble, not to recklessly cause trouble! What is Ning Rongrong's status? She's the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect. Why did you provoke someone by her side?"

Xue Beng was still somewhat unconvinced and mumbled, "I'm a prince, for goodness sake. She was disrespecting imperial authority! I just took a liking to the two girls next to her, and she actually spoke harshly to me..."

Prince Xue Xing's frown deepened. Finally, he waved his hand and interrupted him. "Enough, go back and recover from your injuries. I will handle this. I'll have Poison Douluo take action, and I guarantee that brat will pay the price. You don't need to get involved anymore, lest you cause bigger trouble."

After speaking, he stood up to see him out, his tone leaving no room for argument.

As soon as 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 doomed!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: those who dared to hit him deserved to be cut into a thousand pieces to vent his anger!

Meanwhile, in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, the Fourth Prince was assaulted on the street just now." A guard was respectfully reporting the recent events to Xue Qinghe, not omitting any details.

Xue Qinghe was looking down at his official documents. Upon hearing this, he didn't get angry; instead, he listened with great interest. His slender fingers tapped lightly on the desk, and a smile unconsciously curved his lips.

"Interesting," he looked up, his eyes full of curiosity. "Publicly assaulting a member of the royal family? What is this person's background?"

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

"Oh? This is even more interesting." Xue Qinghe's interest deepened—someone who could make the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Sect call him 'Teacher' and dare to openly beat up a prince must either be incredibly powerful or have a screw loose.

He waved his hand and ordered, "Go investigate all information about this person, including his Soul Power Level and past experiences. The more detailed, the better. Report to me immediately after you're done. You may leave."

"Yes." The guard bowed and withdrew.

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Xue Qinghe closed the memorial in his hands and said to the empty hall, "Ci Xue, come with me to meet this person who dares to 'disdain imperial power'."

He hadn't encountered anything this interesting in a long time—if this person who dared to disregard imperial authority and do such a thing was truly powerful, then he should get to know him well; if he was an idiot, then it would at least amuse him.

Xue Qinghe did not bring any guards but chose to travel in disguise. He often did this in his leisure time, partly to relax and partly to try and blend into the hustle and bustle of the common people and understand the real Heaven Dou City.

He casually beckoned, and a figure hidden in the shadows quickly appeared, kneeling on one knee. "Your Highness."

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

"Reporting to the Crown Prince, those people are currently inside the newly built 'Supreme Academy'," the hidden guard replied. "Also, there's one more thing: it seems that this Supreme Academy was gifted to Mr. Ye Feiyang by your teacher, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi."

Xue Qinghe raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "Oh? Is that so? That's truly quite interesting."

He waved for the hidden guard to retreat and walked directly towards the Supreme Academy—he could meet that interesting person and see what the academy his teacher had gifted looked like. It was killing two birds with one stone.

On the other side, Ye Feiyang and his group of four arrived at the Supreme Academy without any obstruction along the way.

However, as soon as they reached the entrance, the expression on Ye Feiyang's face became a little strained—he never expected that the academy Ning Fengzhi had gifted him would be directly opposite 'Blue Tyrant Academy'!

Was this coincidence a bit too deliberate?

Blue Tyrant Academy was located on the outskirts of Heaven Dou City, surrounded by large areas of greenery, with a tranquil environment. Supreme Academy was also situated within this greenery, separated only by a main road, facing each other.

"Rongrong, are you sure this is the place?" Ye Feiyang asked, pointing at the academy before him, somewhat doubtfully.

Ning Rongrong pointed at the plaque above the main entrance and said with a smile, "Teacher, look for yourself! Those four characters, if I'm not mistaken, should be 'Supreme Academy'."

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu looked around and saw Blue Tyrant Academy across the street. They couldn't help but chuckle—this location was indeed very interesting.

Ye Feiyang thought about it again. The environment here was serene and far from the bustling city, which was indeed suitable for students to attend classes and train.

Since the academy was given to him for free, what else could he complain about? He immediately felt at ease.

As if recalling something amusing, a smile curved Ye Feiyang's lips. "Alright, it's actually quite good here. It'll be convenient for you all to go across the street and challenge them to spar whenever you have free time in the future."

He was still thinking about the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament. It was less than two years away, and he needed to gather his team members first.

The three girls exchanged glances and said in unison, "No problem! We're experts at challenging others!"

The four of them stepped into the academy. As soon as they entered, an aura of "money is no object" hit them—a spacious training ground, exquisite teaching buildings, and a fully equipped living area, all exuding luxury.

Ye Feiyang was stunned for a moment and sincerely exclaimed, "Tsk, tsk, that old guy Ning Fengzhi really knows how to spend money..."

Ning Rongrong raised an eyebrow and said casually, "It's nothing~ This little bit of money means nothing to our Seven Treasure Sect."

Ye Feiyang silently grumbled in his heart: What a rich show-off!

"Fine, you guys are rich," he rolled his eyes and continued walking forward.

The academy was very large. Apart from the four of them, there was no one else, making it feel particularly deserted.

When he reached the living area, Ye Feiyang immediately set his sights on a standalone small building. The building was surrounded by a small courtyard with many flowers and plants.

"Eh, this place with its own courtyard must be my residence, right?" he asked, pointing at the building with a hopeful tone.

"Of course!" Ning Rongrong smiled and nodded. "In the entire academy, who would dare to fight you for a residence?"

"That's wonderful!" Ye Feiyang's eyes lit up. "Finally, I can have some peace and quiet and won't have to squeeze into a room with you all anymore."

He waved his hand, preparing to send the three girls off to choose their own rooms. "We've seen enough. You can explore on your own now, find rooms you like, and this will be our base from now on."

Xiao Wu immediately came over, blinking her big eyes and acting spoiled. "Teacher, look, there are quite a few rooms in this courtyard! Can't we move in? We've been living together all this time, it'll be so inconvenient to separate now!"

"No," Ye Feiyang refused decisively. "You're all grown up now and should learn to be independent. It was just a temporary arrangement before because there was no other choice, but now we're settling in, you can't keep squeezing in with me, can you?"

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

Unable to persuade Ye Feiyang, they had to settle for the next best thing—if they couldn't live together, they could at least live close by, right?

So, the three of them chose rooms near Ye Feiyang's courtyard, not far from each other.

Only after the three girls left did Ye Feiyang's smile fade. He muttered softly, "What's going on with Xue Beng? Such low efficiency? It's already this late, and he still hasn't brought people to attack?"

As soon as he spoke, a clamor of footsteps, mixed with the sound of clashing weapons, came from the academy entrance.

Ye Feiyang chuckled and shook his head, thinking, They're finally here.

His figure flickered, and he instantly appeared in front of the academy gate.

Outside the gate, over a hundred masked figures in black were lined up neatly, exuding a menacing aura. Killing intent permeated the air—they were clearly battle-hardened individuals, with the lowest cultivation being at the Soul King realm.

Ye Feiyang's gaze fell on the leader of the group, and his pupils contracted slightly—it was actually a Soul Sage! Behind the Soul Sage were several Soul Emperors, their strength not to be underestimated.

"This is quite the grand gesture!" Ye Feiyang nodded slightly, a hint of mockery in his tone. "To deal with just me, you've sent so many experts."

If it were an ordinary person, facing such a lineup would have likely made them weak in the knees from fear, but who was he? He was Ye Feiyang; this kind of scene wouldn't scare him.

"You are Ye Feiyang?" the leading Soul Sage stepped forward and asked coldly, his voice carrying a sense of pressure.

Ye Feiyang scanned the masked figures present and nodded. "It is I. Which faction do you belong to? Hiding your faces, are you ashamed of yourselves?"

He chuckled inwardly—coming to cause trouble while masked meant that even if he dealt with all of them, no one would know who did it, and they'd have nowhere to turn even if they died. This was practically an "experience pack" delivered right to his doorstep.

After confirming his target, the leading Soul Sage, without another word, waved his hand and gave the order, "Attack! Demolish this academy first, then cripple him!"

At this moment, the entrance of the Blue Tyrant Academy opposite was already crowded with onlookers, pointing and chattering amongst themselves.

Some were even subtly excited—Supreme Academy was located opposite Blue Tyrant Academy, making them clear rivals. Now that someone was coming to cause trouble, they wished Supreme Academy would be demolished.

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

A hint of tension was on the three girls' faces, but seeing Ye Feiyang's calm and composed demeanor, their unease lessened significantly.

"Teacher..." Ning Rongrong was about to speak when she heard Ye Feiyang's faint voice:

"These people are not weak; the lowest among them are Soul Kings. You should retreat first and avoid being caught in the crossfire."

Ye Feiyang intended to act personally—these people's strength far surpassed the three girls. If he let the three girls fight, even if they could win, it would come at a considerable cost.

Moreover, he wanted to use this opportunity to become famous and establish Supreme Academy's reputation—letting everyone know that Supreme Academy was not to be trifled with!

The three girls exchanged glances and chose to obey their teacher's arrangement, silently stepping back a few paces to watch the battle.

Ye Feiyang no longer hesitated. Soul Power erupted around him, and eight Soul Rings slowly appeared beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red—the last red Soul Ring exuded a heart-pounding aura.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Boundless Sword Tomb."

As his voice fell, a powerful domain force instantly spread out, enveloping all the masked figures and forming a massive barrier that firmly locked the combat range, preventing it from affecting the academy behind them.

Seeing the Soul Rings beneath Ye Feiyang's feet, the leading Soul Sage's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart trembled—a Soul Douluo at such a young age? How was this possible!

But before he could think further, Ye Feiyang unleashed his full power, his voice echoing within the barrier like a demonic chant:

"Fourth Soul Skill: Myriad Transformation Sword Prison."

Countless fine flying swords appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing the barrier like a torrential downpour, shooting towards the masked figures.

"Ah—!"

"Demon! This person is a demon!"

Screams instantly filled the barrier. The Soul Kings, Soul Emperors, and even the Soul Sage were instantly pierced by the flying swords, falling to the ground, lifeless.

Some hadn't even had time to unleash their Soul Skills before they met their demise.

The more than a hundred people who had arrived with such ferocity never expected to be completely wiped out in such a short time, without even a chance to resist.

The three girls, who had initially looked worried, were now staring at the scene before them with wide eyes—they knew their teacher was strong, but they never expected him to be this strong, capable of instantly killing everyone on the field!

At this moment, a strong sense of pride surged in the hearts of the three girls. Their backs straightened unconsciously—this was their teacher!

Not only them, but the surrounding onlookers were also terrified, their scalp tingling. The murmurs vanished without a trace, and they didn't even dare to breathe heavily.