Standing Up to Campus Bullying Starts with Me

The one who had just kicked Tang Wulin back into the encirclement was Tang Wulin's future senior sister, Mu Xi. Of course, she was not his senior sister yet.

She was a strikingly beautiful girl with a lovely golden ponytail, a slender and graceful figure, and long limbs.

That intense flash of light had been released by Mu Xi. A yellow hundred-year Soul Ring rose beneath her feet—two Soul Rings in total. Above her head, a golden orb resembling the sun flickered with light. On her left shoulder, a small cluster of orange-red flames danced faintly, seemingly her Soul Spirit. The scorching heat was receding, but the surrounding air had still grown much hotter.

At that moment, she saw a tall upperclassman raising his fist to smash it into Tang Wulin's face and immediately shouted, "Stop!"

Only then did the male student reluctantly stop, though he still shoved Tang Wulin.

The other upperclassmen moved aside on their own. Mu Xi slowly walked up to Tang Wulin. Although the temperature of her Martial Soul was dropping, her presence remained imposing.

Two Rings. She was already a Soul Grandmaster.

"I'm Mu Xi from Grade Five Class One of the Intermediate Division. I challenge you to a Forging match. If you plan to continue studying at the academy, don't refuse." Mu Xi spoke coldly.

She had always been a competitive girl, even as a child.

Tang Wulin's gaze sharpened. What he hated most was being threatened, and the stubborn side of his personality swiftly gained the upper hand.

Just as he was about to speak, everyone around him—including Mu Xi—felt their minds suddenly go blank and their bodies begin to sway. When they regained their footing, a cold, sinister voice rang out.

"If you want to stay alive, stop talking nonsense and make your lackeys get lost!"

Mu Xi's expression changed slightly. Her slender body instantly tensed, and a flicker of fear passed through her eyes.

The others did not know what had happened, but Mu Xi could clearly feel a hard object pressed against her waist. As the daughter of Eight-Star Saint Craftsman Mu Chen, she was well-traveled and knowledgeable. How could she fail to recognize it as a gun—a large, thick gun?

Mu Xi did not believe that a Two Rings Soul Master could withstand a Soul Guidance Gun at such close range. She did not dare move, nor did she dare summon her Martial Soul again.

"Make them all get lost!" the sinister voice sounded again. A face emerged from beside Mu Xi. Wasn't it Nan Fusheng?

He was much shorter than Mu Xi. It looked as though one of his arms was draped over her shoulder, while his other hand held a Soul Guidance Gun pressed against her waist.

"Bastard, do you know what you're—" the tall male student roared, but his voice gradually weakened, because at that moment—

A chilling presence kept brushing against his neck. It seemed that even the slightest movement would have his throat slit, while a Dagger was also pressed against his waist.

"We know very well what we're doing."

A voice came from behind the tall student. That figure slowly emerged. Wasn't it Xie Xie?

Nan Fusheng said coldly, "Our patience is limited. If you think we wouldn't dare act within the academy, then feel free to try." As he spoke, the hand he had at Mu Xi's neck tightened slightly. Mu Xi immediately groaned in pain.

"All of you, leave!" Mu Xi shouted in a low voice. She could clearly sense the killing intent behind her. She was only thirteen, after all, and Fear quickly took over.

The upperclassmen had no choice but to disperse. Just then, a furious roar rang out. "Stop!"

Xie Xie, standing to one side, felt his entire body go numb. The Light Dragon Dagger in his hands and the invisible Shadow Dragon Dagger vanished almost at the same time. The next instant, a tall figure had grabbed him in hand like an eagle snatching a chick.

The moment Nan Fusheng saw that figure, he shoved Mu Xi forward and released her.

The Intermediate Division Teaching Office.

"Talk. What happened?" Long Hengxu, the director of the Teaching Office, looked grimly at the students before him.

Mu Xi lowered her head. "I only went to challenge Tang Wulin to a Forging match."

Xie Xie sneered. "You brought a pack of lackeys to block us in our Grade One dormitory. Is that how you upperclassmen look for people?"

Long Hengxu glared coldly at him. "And that's why you threatened a Senior Schoolmate with a blade? What if they hadn't stopped? Would you really have killed him?"

Xie Xie curled his lip and disdainfully swept his gaze across the upperclassmen present. "Who knows?"

Long Hengxu turned to Nan Fusheng. "The academy forbids students from carrying powerful Soul Tools. Where did that Soul Guidance Gun of yours come from? You even used it to threaten a senior student. If you can't explain this clearly, I have the authority to expel you from the academy."

Unlike Xie Xie, who had at least used his own Martial Soul to threaten someone, Nan Fusheng was carrying an illegal weapon and had used it to threaten a senior student. The nature of this was far more serious. The Federation strictly regulated such Soul Tools, and the academy expressly prohibited carrying Soul Guidance Guns capable of directly endangering others' lives.

If Nan Fusheng could not explain himself, then out of consideration for their relationship as teacher and student, Long Hengxu might refrain from reporting him to law enforcement. But he would not keep an unstable element like Nan Fusheng in the academy.

Nan Fusheng lowered his head slightly, the corners of his eyes reddening. "It was my mother's keepsake. The day before I came to Eastsea Academy, a thug broke into my home and raped my mother. This Soul Guidance Gun belonged to him.

"I took the gun from him and shot him dead. But afterward, my mother used this gun to kill herself. There's a record of the incident in Aolai City. Director Long, you can expel me if you want, but I will never hand over this Soul Guidance Gun."

Everyone present was moved by Nan Fusheng's words and could not help looking at him. Even Xie Xie, who had not gotten along with Nan Fusheng, had not expected him to have gone through something like that. Tang Wulin's reaction was the strongest. He opened his mouth, but did not know what to say.

At that moment, Long Hengxu only wanted to slap himself. Damn it, Nan Fusheng had already suffered so much, yet he had forced him to bring up such painful memories. As for the possibility that Nan Fusheng was lying, he dismissed it immediately. A simple check in Aolai City would confirm the matter, so there was no need for him to lie.

Awkwardly changing the subject, Long Hengxu turned to Tang Wulin. "And you? As the one who started this, what do you have to say?"

Though Tang Wulin had been shocked by Nan Fusheng's experience, his eyes remained exceptionally resolute. "When I was little, my dad taught me something. When I first entered the Primary Academy, he told me that if he found out I bullied classmates younger than me at school, he would punish me severely. But if an older student bullied me, then I should fight back without hesitation. He would never blame me for it."

Looking at the children before him, Long Hengxu suddenly felt exhausted. One was unruly and defiant, one had a tragic background, and one spoke with perfect reason. After serving as Teaching Office director for so many years, he had actually been left somewhat speechless by a child.

"Well said! I don't think my students did anything wrong either." A cold voice rang out. The door to the Teaching Office opened, and Wu Changkong walked in with a dark expression.

Long Hengxu frowned. "Teacher Wu, have you forgotten even the most basic courtesy of knocking?"

Wu Changkong replied coldly, "Sorry."

Long Hengxu's facial muscles twitched slightly. There was not the slightest hint of sincerity in that apology. Back when Wu Changkong had been in the Advanced Division, he had already given the director there endless headaches. Now that he was here, even teaching the worst class, he still had not changed at all.

"Bullying the young with your age—how impressive!" Wu Changkong's icy gaze swept over the Grade Five Class One students led by Mu Xi. "I won't bully the young with my age, but if I find out that you dare provoke my students again, I'll beat up your homeroom teacher."

Long Hengxu snapped, "Teacher Wu, please show some restraint."

Wu Changkong said coldly, "Beat me, and I'll show restraint." With that, he took Nan Fusheng by one hand and Tang Wulin by the other, then led them straight out of the Teaching Office.

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Teacher Wu, did you forget there was still someone else here? Glancing at Long Hengxu's flushed face, Xie Xie had no desire to remain and suffer the fallout of his anger. He immediately followed Wu Changkong out.

"You..." Long Hengxu rose to his feet in fury, wanting to stop them. But when he remembered what Wu Changkong had done back in the Advanced Division, he ultimately could not summon the courage to stop him. That guy was completely insane.

"You lot! Each of you will receive an official warning. Bullying the young with your age—how impressive!" The Teaching Office director, his anger erupting, immediately took out his temper on the Grade Five Class One students.