Dugu Bo

"Ahahaha, hahaha."

The students in the class burst into laughter, as if they could already see what was about to happen.

With a crisp smack, everyone present froze and stared incredulously at the tall, upright man before them.

"Y-You actually dared to hit me!" Xue Beng clutched his swollen cheek, his voice trembling with disbelief.

In this day and age, someone actually dared to hit him.

"Why wouldn't I? You have no respect for your elders and speak so arrogantly. I'll teach you a proper lesson in your father's place."

Xue Beng's eyes turned bloodshot. All these years, what he hated most was having his imperial father brought up.

"Beast! You're courting death!"

"Who are you calling a beast?" Liu Yi's voice turned cold.

"Beast!"

Xue Beng leaped lightly into the air, performed a backflip, and landed directly behind Liu Yi.

At the same time, three optimal Soul Rings appeared in sequence around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

He was a Soul Elder.

"There's a road to heaven, yet you refuse to take it. Hell's Gate stands open, yet you insist on barging through. Third Soul Skill..."

Just as Xue Beng's third Soul Ring merged into his body, Liu Yi's figure silently vanished. In its place came a violent gust of wind.

It sent every desk and chair in the classroom flying.

"You're... too slow."

"Ah!" Xue Beng's expression changed drastically. His body sprang like a coiled spring as he bolted for the window.

He had thought he could escape at that moment, but he had still underestimated Liu Yi's strength.

Liu Yi grabbed Xue Beng by the calf. Before Xue Beng could react, Liu Yi suddenly exerted force through his right wrist.

He slammed Xue Beng heavily into the ground.

With a muffled bang, Xue Beng spat out a mouthful of blood, his body smashing a massive crater into the floor.

But it was not over yet.

In an instant, Liu Yi's right leg exploded with force and kicked Xue Beng hard in the chest.

A burst of incomparably violent power sent Xue Beng flying away.

He crashed through three walls before finally stopping.

"Pfft~"

The other students in the class were so terrified that they all retreated into the corners. Was this really their instructor?

He even dared to hit a prince?

Liu Yi walked over to Xue Beng, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him into the air.

"Do you submit now?"

"I submit!"

Liu Yi tossed Xue Beng's body toward the others.

"Take him to the infirmary. Then come see me."

"Y-Yes, yes."

By then, the others had been scared out of their wits. None of them had any of their earlier swagger left.

Liu Yi brushed the dust from a chair and plopped down onto it. Unless he used some real methods on these spoiled young masters, they would never submit.

After an unknown amount of time, the clatter of metal armor came from outside.

"Quick, quick! Surround this place! Take the sky! Don't let him escape!"

"You, go over there! Seal this entire area off!"

Liu Yi rose to his feet and walked out of the classroom. By then, Heaven Dou Empire soldiers had surrounded the area, each one looking fierce and holding a cold spear.

"Brother Liu, I'm afraid you're in trouble," Qin Ming said in a deep voice as he looked at the surrounding officers.

Liu Yi did not care. With a light leap, he jumped onto the roof of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"On my very first day here, something like this had to happen. What a headache."

Liu Yi stretched lazily, not taking these soldiers seriously at all.

The strongest among them was only a Soul Emperor. They were nothing to fear.

"Are you trying to rebel?!"

Liu Yi asked in confusion, "Rebel? When did I rebel?"

"You assaulted the Fourth Prince and have offended the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. Surrender immediately and come with me to see His Majesty, who will decide your fate."

"What if I refuse?"

"Then don't blame us for being rude!"

"Ha!"

At the Soul Emperor's shout, the surrounding soldiers raised their spears. One could clearly feel the bone-piercing chill radiating from them, enough to make one's body shudder.

"Fire!"

With an angry roar, everyone present hurled their spears.

"How laughable."

Liu Yi shook his head at the rain of spears filling the sky. With a casual wave of his hand, the Seven Kill Sword quietly appeared in his right palm.

With a loud shout, he threw the Seven Kill Sword in his right hand into the air.

"Fifth Soul Skill... Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

Hundreds of thousands of Seven Kill Swords surged like a tsunami toward the spears in the air.

Without question, these steel-forged spears could not withstand the top-grade Martial Soul, the Seven Kill Sword.

Crisp clangs rang out one after another as countless sparks burst through the air and scattered in all directions.

"Ah, how is this possible?!"

The Soul Emperor's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the countless Seven Kill Swords in the sky.

"Stand down. You are not my opponents."

The soldiers all looked to the Guard Captain, uncertain of what to do next.

"Sir, do you intend to make an enemy of the entire Heaven Dou Empire?"

"Enough!"

A cold voice rang out from behind them. An elderly man in luxurious robes stood at the center, while behind him lay the barely conscious Prince Xue Beng, carried by others.

To the old man's right stood another elder. Unlike him, this one was tall and gaunt, looking like a utility pole.

Clad in dark green robes, he gave off an unfathomable air.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Everyone dropped to one knee. This was a member of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, the younger brother of the current Emperor Xue Ye—Prince Xue Xing.

"Hmph, boy. You came to Heaven Dou Royal Academy and beat up my nephew on your first day. How do you wish to die?"

Liu Yi did not spare him a glance. Instead, he stared fixedly at the elder standing beside Prince Xue Xing.

If he was not mistaken, this old man was the notorious Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

Among those present, perhaps only Dugu Bo could stop him.

This body currently possessed only the strength of a Soul Emperor. Its maximum combat power was still unknown, but one thing was certain: he was no match for a Titled Douluo.

He had started on hell difficulty.

Liu Yi felt a headache coming on.

After waiting so long without receiving an answer from Liu Yi, Prince Xue Xing flew into a rage. This brat did not even treat him like a person.

"Courting death! Men, kill him!"

"Wait~"

At that moment, Dugu Bo spoke.

Prince Xue Xing frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Mr. Dugu, what is it?"

Dugu Bo did not answer. With a light leap, he soared into the air.

"Boy, is your Martial Soul the Seven Kill Sword?"

"That's right. Your presence reeks of poison. Could you be Senior Poison Douluo Dugu Bo?"

Dugu Bo stroked his beard, clasped his hands behind his back, and slowly walked toward Liu Yi.

Strangely, with every step he took, it seemed as though there were stairs beneath his feet. He showed no sign of falling.

"The Seven Kill Sword. What is your relationship with Sword Saint Chen Xin?"