Settling Things with Fists

"Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble at the academy gates!"

A sharp rebuke came from within the academy. Long Hengxu emerged through the crowd with more than a dozen teachers, his face full of anger.

"I am Guang Biao. The one lying there is my younger brother!"

His voice was amplified by Soul Power, booming like thunder in everyone's ears.

Long Hengxu frowned. "Guang Biao? You're Guang Biao, captain of Eastsea City's Mecha Brigade?"

Every city had its own armed forces. Aside from maintaining daily order, they were also responsible for resisting foreign invasions.

The Mecha Brigade was powerful, ranking only one level below Eastsea City's administrative governor.

"I am no longer the captain of the Mecha Brigade. I am merely an elder brother whose younger brother has been severely injured. Now, I ask Eastsea Academy to hand over the person responsible!"

Guang Biao spoke coldly, killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Hand over the culprit! Hand over the culprit! Hand over the culprit..."

As Guang Biao finished speaking, the two hundred members behind him shouted in unison, their voices resounding through the heavens and earth.

"Captain Guang Biao, perhaps there is some misunderstanding here? Those three are all children. How could your younger brother possibly have been injured by them? Why don't you return first? Once the academy investigates this matter thoroughly, we will give you an explanation!"

Long Hengxu wanted to send these people away for the moment before deciding what to do next.

Even Eastsea Academy likely could not afford to offend someone like Guang Biao.

The members of the Mecha Brigade all held Soul Tools in their hands. If a fight broke out, Eastsea Academy might not be able to withstand them.

Nowadays, with the advancement of technology, Soul Masters were no longer the only high-ranking profession.

Although most Mecha Masters were Soul Masters, even those with low Soul Power could contend with other high-level Soul Masters through Soul Tools and mechas.

Moreover, Long Hengxu knew Guang Biao well. Not only was he the captain of the Mecha Brigade, but he was also a genuine Six Ring Soul Emperor.

His Mecha Master rank had also reached above Emperor Level. In the entirety of Eastsea Academy, the number of people whose Soul Power cultivation had reached the Soul Emperor level could be counted on one hand.

Thinking of this, Long Hengxu's expression turned ugly. He glanced at the three photos being held down by the other side, his face turning ashen.

Weren't these three Long Yuan, Gu Yue, and Xie Xie? They were all Wu Zhangkong's students.

Why had these three provoked such a formidable figure as Guang Biao?

This was going to be troublesome!

"A misunderstanding? My younger brother was beaten into this state, and you call it a misunderstanding? So what if they are children? If they injured someone, they must step forward and take responsibility.

"I'll conduct the investigation myself. Stop talking nonsense. I'll give you twenty minutes. If you don't hand them over, we'll go in and find them ourselves!"

Guang Biao's voice was cold and clear, brimming with dominance.

After twenty minutes, if they went in to search themselves, they would no longer show Eastsea Academy any courtesy.

Every person behind him held a highly destructive Soul Tool. Even if all the teachers of Eastsea Academy came out to fight them, they had nothing to fear.

"Captain Guang Biao, don't go too far. This is an academy that trains Soul Masters. Are you really going to drive mechas into the academy?"

Seeing how arrogant the other party was, Long Hengxu's fury surged.

He absolutely could not let these people rush into the school. Otherwise, not only would Eastsea Academy lose all face, but the students inside might also be caught up in it.

If there were casualties, how would they explain it to the students' parents? "How about this? They're all children and don't know better. Go back first. Once I investigate everything clearly, if they truly injured your younger brother and your younger brother was not at fault, I will bring them to apologize to him and expel them from the academy!"

Faced with the aggressive Guang Biao, Long Hengxu could only compromise like this.

"Eighteen minutes remain!"

Guang Biao ignored Long Hengxu's words. He glanced at his Soul Guidance Watch and spoke.

"Teacher Wu, you finally came..."

Just then, Wu Zhangkong arrived from behind the crowd with Long Yuan, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue.

Long Hengxu's face darkened. He shot Long Yuan and the other two a glare, then stepped aside to let the four of them forward.

He also glanced at Wu Zhangkong.

How had Teacher Wu disciplined his students? Why had they gone out and stirred up such trouble? He wanted to see how Wu Zhangkong would handle this.

Wu Zhangkong wore a white robe, his long lake-blue hair draped down his back. His dark green eyes gleamed with a bright, pure light.

Standing proudly before the crowd like a ferocious beast, he looked at Guang Biao and said, "What are you doing at the academy? This is an academy, not a place for you to run wild!"

Guang Biao frowned. "Who are you?"

This man did not seem afraid of him.

He stood there calm and composed.

Long Hengxu had been polite to him just now and had tried to defuse the situation.

Yet this man in white robes had arrived with an openly confrontational attitude.

"Big Brother, those are the three little brats!"

At that moment, the person beside Guang Biao pointed at Long Yuan and the other two.

"The three students you are looking for are my students. Defeat me, and you may proceed. Lose, and get lost!"

Wu Zhangkong did not introduce himself. He spoke coldly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"HAHAHAHA! Good! It's been a long time since anyone dared speak to me like that!"

Guang Biao laughed wildly as a powerful aura burst forth from his body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, purple—six soul rings rose from beneath his feet.

"A Soul Emperor..."

At the sight of the six soul rings, the students gathered in the area could not help crying out in alarm, their faces filled with shock.

There probably were not even many Soul Emperors in the entire academy.

This man was actually a Soul Emperor. An exciting duel was unavoidable now.

Some worried that something would happen to the academy, while others were thrilled.

They had never seen a battle at the Soul Emperor level before.

As Guang Biao released his Martial Soul, his entire bearing changed. He grew half a meter taller.

Iron-gray scales covered his entire body, as though he had donned a suit of heavy armor.

Two yellow lizard Soul Spirits and a Giant Python appeared upon his shoulders.

They were his three Soul Spirits.

The six soul rings on his body had been bestowed by these three Soul Spirits.

His Martial Soul was also the Ironclad Dragon Martial Soul, but the aura it gave off was countless times more powerful than Guang Long's.

Feeling Guang Biao's overwhelming aura, Long Yuan and the other two changed expression.

However, Long Yuan, who knew how things would unfold, remained calmly where he stood.

With Teacher Wu Zhangkong here, Guang Biao would not be able to make much of a splash.

BOOM! At that moment, Wu Zhangkong moved as well.

He stepped forward. As his aura rose, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and a faint blue radiance flashed.

A pale blue longsword appeared in his hand.

Its Sword Light was like autumn water, its sword rainbow like a silken ribbon. Clad in white and wielding a blue sword, he seemed as ethereal as an immortal.

Soul rings rose one after another from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.

He was also a Six Ring Soul Emperor, but his soul ring configuration was even more terrifying than Guang Biao's.

The final two rings were black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.

Guang Biao's previously violent aura seemed to freeze in that instant.

A look of shock appeared on his face. His opponent was actually a Six Ring Soul Emperor just like him.

However, the other man possessed two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.

No wonder Wu Zhangkong had come out with such an explosive air earlier, showing no intention whatsoever of handling this matter peacefully.

He intended to settle this with his fists.