Beating Up Zhou Yi!

Ding--

Mad Dragon's Strength!

Although Zhou Yi was pathetic, and her strength had already been greatly reduced under the suppression of his Dragon's Might, she was still a Soul Emperor. Lin Yun gave her enough respect and used his first soul skill.

Come to think of it, this was his first time using a soul skill against an enemy.

A blood-red mist gradually spread from Lin Yun's body. Amid crackling pops from his bones, his muscles swelled, and the biceps and eight-pack abs beneath his school uniform revealed sharply defined lines.

Rip!

King's Clothes Shattering!

The moment Lin Yun's sculpted, perfect torso was exposed to the air, he moved. Like an arrow suddenly loosed from a drawn bow, he transformed into a golden bolt of lightning streaked with red light.

Bang!

His massive dragon fist slammed viciously into Zhou Yi's lower abdomen before her horrified eyes. It was not that she did not want to dodge, but after being locked onto by Lin Yun, she found herself completely unable to move.

It was as though even her martial soul was stopping her from evading the attack!

Excruciating pain spread from her lower abdomen. The powerful impact sent Zhou Yi flying backward like a bent shrimp. She instantly shattered through the window and landed outside the classroom.

Fortunately, New Student Class One was on the first floor. Otherwise, Zhou Yi would have had to experience free fall once more.

Boom--

Lin Yun held his punching pose, his bulging muscles faintly tensed. His brilliant golden dragon claw was clenched into a fist, reflecting dazzling golden light.

The students in the class were all dumbstruck. Especially the female students—like him, they were freshmen only eleven or twelve years old. Where had they ever seen something like this?

Especially Lin Yun's muscular, fitness-model body, overflowing with hormones—it was simply irresistible. The more reserved girls hurriedly covered their eyes with both hands, their bright eyes peeking through the gaps between their fingers as their faces flushed a captivating crimson.

The bolder ones stared straight at Lin Yun with burning gazes, practically wishing they could pounce on him at once, hang from his body, and feel his muscles.

The male students, meanwhile, looked at Lin Yun, then lowered their heads to look at themselves.

Opponent: muscular beast.

Me: skinny mutt!

Damn it!

Lin Yun ignored them. After exhaling a scorching breath, he leaped through the gaping hole Zhou Yi had made, a savage grin on his face.

You called me trash?

Fine, fine, fine. It has always been us transmigrators looking down on you natives. You are the first brave soul to dare provoke our transmigrator gang.

What a complete reversal of the natural order.

Zhou Yi was still sprawled on the ground, dizzy and disoriented, when she suddenly felt a shadow fall over her. Dazed, she raised her head.

The mask she had been wearing had long since fallen off from that punch, revealing her original soft and beautiful face. Yet Lin Yun's attack had left Zhou Yi's complexion terribly pale, with a trace of pain lingering between her brows.

The moment she looked up, Zhou Yi saw Lin Yun's terrifying face, twisted in a savage grin.

Zhou Yi, who feared neither heaven nor earth, suddenly felt intense terror. She instinctively crawled backward, trying to escape.

"Yo, weren't you acting all high and mighty just now, Teacher Zhou?" Lin Yun struck instantly. His ferocious dragon claw pinched Zhou Yi's chin and forcibly turned her face toward him.

Meeting Lin Yun's golden eyes, which had already become vertical pupils, Zhou Yi's fear intensified even further.

She had now completely lost any thought of disciplining Lin Yun. That punch had rudely awakened her from her dream, but she was too proud to beg for mercy—especially not from her own student!

The intense shame and fury actually suppressed Zhou Yi's fear. Her bloodshot eyes stared directly at Lin Yun. "Let me go!"

"Very good. I like that unruly look of yours. Keep it up!" Lin Yun leaned back tactically as the second purple Soul Ring on his arm lit up.

Mad Dragon's Strength, stacked with Golden Dragon Hegemonic Body!

The Golden Dragon Tattoo that had faded from Lin Yun's body reappeared. The bloodline pressure rose geometrically, and at such close range, Zhou Yi's Soul Rings were forced back by Lin Yun.

The dragon claw gripping Zhou Yi's chin exerted slightly more force, flinging her trembling body high into the sky. Then, his third ten-thousand-year Soul Ring instantly emitted a profound black glow that merged into his dragon claw.

The instant the ten-thousand-year Soul Ring lit up, the air around Lin Yun emitted a teeth-grating tearing sound. The airflow around his dragon claw, in particular, nearly formed tiny vortices as it was continuously compressed by Soul Power.

Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear Soul Ring—Sky-Breaking Dragon Fist!

When Zhou Yi reached the highest point and was about to fall, Lin Yun's gathered momentum had also reached its peak.

At that moment, the threat of death finally allowed Zhou Yi to break free from Dragon's Might's suppression. Even as a Soul Emperor, she found the feeling of being locked onto by Lin Yun's Sky-Breaking Dragon Fist fatal!

After releasing her martial soul again, the first thing Zhou Yi did was not counterattack, but use every soul skill she had, layering them over one another to protect herself. Otherwise, she felt Lin Yun's punch might blast her into a cloud of blood.

Lin Yun had actually been waiting for Zhou Yi to defend herself. A Soul Emperor who could not even use her martial soul would never be able to block his Sky-Breaking Dragon Fist with Soul Power alone.

Forget trash like Zhou Yi—even if Ma Xiaotao came, it would be the same. Using a martial soul and not using one were entirely different concepts.

Lin Yun merely wanted to teach Zhou Yi a lesson. He had no intention of killing her. Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, he probably would not be able to truly infiltrate Shrek's inner ranks. Shrek could tolerate students with personality, but it could not tolerate students who tried to kill members of Shrek.

Zhou Yi thought she had broken free from Dragon's Might's suppression through her own strength, but Lin Yun had also deliberately eased off.

As he watched flames begin to erupt from Zhou Yi's body in the air, red scales emerge across her skin, and a Red Dragon phantom appear behind her, Lin Yun nodded in satisfaction and instantly threw his right fist.

The air cannon formed from extremely compressed air let out a thunderous boom and arrived before Zhou Yi almost in the blink of an eye.

In her terrified gaze, the air cannon broke through layer after layer of defenses she had desperately unleashed, before finally exploding violently against her body.

BOOM!!!

"Aah!!" A piercing scream tore through the sky as Zhou Yi was blasted far away. Lin Yun did not care where she flew; he only vaguely seemed to hear a splash.

"Whatever. I feel great!" As the dragon claw gradually returned to an arm, Lin Yun pulled a piece of clothing from his Soul Tool and draped it over himself. With a satisfied expression, he clasped his hands behind his head and walked toward the classroom.

Lin Yun had held back with those two punches.

They would make Zhou Yi suffer a little, but would not leave her too badly injured. At most, she would break a couple of bones. With healing-type soul masters around, it was not a serious injury.

He refused to believe Shrek would come after him over this.

And his plan for dealing with Zhou Yi had only just begun...