"Got the guts to repeat what you just said?" Zhou Yi's stiff, old-bark-like face showed little expression, but her eyes blazed with towering fury.
Zhou Yi had used this method of giving students a show of force and intimidating them at the start of term for many years. She had always been synonymous with strength and authority; no matter how talented a student was, once they saw her power, they would obediently become meek as lambs.
What a joke. Freshmen were, at most, Soul Elders. What child wouldn't be afraid upon seeing a Soul Emperor?
This was the first time Zhou Yi had encountered a troublesome student who refused to obey her and even dared to directly challenge a teacher's authority.
A powerful fluctuation of Soul Power spread from her body, pressing straight toward the troublesome student standing before her. Soul rings rose from beneath Zhou Yi's feet one after another—two yellow, two purple, and two black. The six rings radiated an indescribably domineering aura.
Though she upheld Shrek Academy's school motto of "Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocrities," she absolutely could not tolerate someone causing trouble for her.
Just as she thought this black-haired boy with a bun hairstyle would kneel and beg for mercy under the crushing pressure of a Soul Emperor's Soul Power, a vast purple-black shadow rose behind him, and a strange long spear appeared in his hand.
A single thin yellow soul ring pulsed continuously behind An Wen. If one merely caught it out of the corner of their eye, it seemed as though a dark-golden flying dragon could faintly be seen within it. Yet when one stared directly at the soul ring, there was nothing there, as if that dark-golden dragon had only been an illusion.
Then, using the spear in her