Chapter 8

One-Punch Prince

At Canaan Outer Academy's Martial Arts Arena.

Xiao Yang stood with both hands in his pockets, leisurely watching Xue Cheng across from him.

Xue Cheng gripped his long spear and looked at Xiao Yang. "Arrogant brat. This time, I'll teach you what it means to respect your seniors."

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes. "Idiot. Don't tell me you've forgotten that we signed a Life-and-Death Contract this time?"

Xiao Yang was not Xiao Yan. Because of certain experiences from his past life, his heart was far more ruthless.

From the very beginning, he had come this time intending to kill—both to determine the victor and decide life or death.

He was not Xiao Yan, the kind who considered it enough just to win whenever someone came looking for trouble.

Xue Cheng's expression turned cold. Clutching the spear shaft tightly, he stomped hard against the ground and shot forward. A fierce gleam bloomed from the sharp spearhead as it stabbed straight at Xiao Yang!

Xue Cheng cultivated metal-attributed Douqi, famed for its powerful defense and offense. Other than being somewhat slow, it had no weaknesses.

His killing move, "Army Breaker," was even a Profound Middle-Rank Fighting Skill.

It was because of this that Xue Cheng had earned the title of Spear King in the Outer Academy.

Xue Cheng's spear pierced toward Xiao Yang with an unstoppable, razor-sharp force.

Yet Xiao Yang seemed as though he had been scared stupid. He neither dodged nor evaded, merely standing there blankly.

Then, a scene that horrified everyone present unfolded. With a clear clang, the crisp sound of metal striking metal rang out.

The spear struck Xiao Yang's chest. Yet sparks flew everywhere, while Xiao Yang remained standing quietly in place, both hands still in his pockets.

"Huh? You're wearing Inner Armor?!" Xue Cheng simply could not believe that his strike had failed even to break through Xiao Yang's defense. His face flushed red as he desperately poured Douqi into the spear.

The long spear forged from tempered steel consequently bent, curling like a cooked prawn!

"That's all? Out of tricks already, and you still dared to follow others in stirring up trouble?"

Xiao Yang shook his head disdainfully. The Vajra Glazed Body began circulating, and his chest immediately turned golden as an enormous rebounding force erupted forth!

Crack! A teeth-grating sound of metal splitting rang out. The tempered-steel spear shaft in Xue Cheng's hand was forcibly shattered into seven or eight pieces.

"You're no good either. Your spear's too soft." Xiao Yang sneered, his voice carrying across the entire arena through the infusion of Douqi.

The double meaning immediately drew laughter from everyone present.

Still, most people did not think Xiao Yang had meant it that way.

After all, in their eyes, Xiao Yang was only an adorable child. It was just that this child's talent was a little too terrifying.

Xiao Yang pulled his left hand from his pocket and drove off with his right foot, instantly charging forward. The hard, iron-like bluestone slabs of the Martial Arts Arena exploded one after another beneath him. Accompanied by a sonic boom, he crossed more than a zhang in the blink of an eye. In what was practically a single step, he abruptly rushed right in front of Xue Cheng!

At that moment, Xue Cheng's spear had shattered in his hands, his tiger's mouths were split open and bloody, and his chest was left completely exposed!

He raised his hand and threw a punch, seized the centerline, stepped into the middle gate, meeting force with force!

His fair, jade-like hand was slender yet powerful, its distinct knuckles tightening into a fist. Its terrifying force produced a thunderous sonic boom!

At that instant, Xue Cheng was completely dumbfounded. He had never imagined that the force Xiao Yang, a mere nine-year-old child, unleashed so suddenly would be like a mountain collapse and a tsunami—utterly unstoppable!

His mind thrown into chaos with fright, he could only instinctively retreat desperately and try to evade.

But it was too late! Every bone and tendon in Xiao Yang's body rang in unison. The great dragon of his spine exploded inch by inch with sounds like a dragon's roar, and every spectator in the Martial Arts Arena felt as if they had heard muffled thunder rolling past!

After a sonic boom like a dragon's roar, Xiao Yang's fist struck Xue Cheng's chest without mercy!

In an instant, every bone in his body shattered. Broken bones pierced straight into his heart.

With just one punch, Xiao Yang took Xue Cheng's life!

Xiao Yang's cold, somewhat indifferent voice echoed throughout the Martial Arts Arena. "Let me offer you a warning.

In this world, good people do not necessarily die, and bad people do not necessarily die. There is only one kind of person who dies: foolish people. Learn to maintain reverence toward the strong. Never provoke an enemy you cannot afford to provoke.

Because if you do, the price you pay will be your life!"

Then Xiao Yang turned and slowly left the Martial Arts Arena.

Seniors bullying New Students was, in essence, campus bullying.

But in a fantasy world like the Douqi Continent, where the strong preyed on the weak, if one could not even endure something of this level, there was no point talking about fighting others to the death after leaving the academy.

But Xiao Yang had no interest in indulging them or playing at humility and courtesy.

Xiao Yang did not want to be like Xiao Yan in the original story, where any random nobody could come and stomp all over him.

Xiao Yang left in style, but every student in the academy was stunned numb.

Xiao Yang was the first person who had actually dared to kill a student within the academy.

They might have signed a Life-and-Death Contract, but the worst outcome in the academy before this had only been someone being beaten so badly that they could never cultivate again, leaving them crippled.

In a quiet room lined with bookshelves, seven or eight elderly men sat around a round table. The old man seated in the middle swept his gaze around the room and said, "Tell me, what do you think of this Xiao Yang?"

"Isn't he a little too ruthless for someone so young?" one of them asked in a deep voice.

At this point, another old man spoke up. "Ruthless? A Nine-Star Dou Shi, dealing with a child who had only just enrolled, who was only nine years old and merely at the Dou Zhe level, even used a Profound-Rank Fighting Skill."

He got punched to death, and you still had the nerve to blame this child for being ruthless? What a joke!

Have some shame. A dignified Nine-Star Dou Shi was punched to death by a child at the Dou Zhe level, and you still had the face to complain? Why did he sign the Life-and-Death Contract in the first place? Wasn't it because he was jealous of the child's talent and intended to cripple him from the very beginning?

They really had no shame, even bringing up that girl named Xue Ni. He was only nine years old—he was merely a little likable. Tell me, at his age, what could he possibly have done to those female students?

Besides, if that child hadn't possessed such talent and strength, he would probably have already been crippled by now. It was even possible that the one who died on the stage would have been the child himself.

People always had to pay the price for what they did!

Could it be that Xue Cheng was allowed to viciously attack that child, but the child wasn't allowed to fight back?

You're allowed to kill others, but others aren't allowed to kill you? What kind of logic is that?"

"At only nine years old, he already possesses such strength. His talent truly borders on monstrous. With proper cultivation, he may well become another peak expert."

An old man in gray robes said softly, "As for Xue Cheng, there is no need to care about him. He merely comes from a minor family with a Dou Wang-level expert. Compared to this child's value, he is nothing."

"Mm." Hearing this, the other old men nodded without objection. Seeing the vice principal speak, they exchanged glances. Their bodies swayed slightly, and then they vanished eerily from their chairs.