A Single Sword Overwhelms

The burly young man also let go of Skinny Monkey and, together with Zhao Wuji and another young woman, sat down beside Zhao Wuji.

Only then did Taishi Ming turn his gaze back to Skinny Monkey and say coldly, "Trash! Today, I'll teach you a lesson. Don't go acting arrogant everywhere when you don't have the strength!"

As soon as he spoke, the chopsticks broken in half in Taishi Ming's hand—

turned into two hidden weapons and flew straight out.

Swish, swish!

Before Skinny Monkey could react, the hand that had just tried to grab Dai Zhirou had already been pierced through.

"Ah!"

Skinny Monkey screamed.

At the sight, Zhao Wuji's face twitched involuntarily.

Back then, he had been a reckless man himself. Otherwise, he would not have drawn the pursuit of Spirit Hall's many deacons.

Yet now, seeing Taishi Ming's methods, even he felt inferior.

At the very least, when he was young, he would not have crippled someone's hand over a verbal dispute.

But in Taishi Ming's eyes, this was far more than a verbal dispute. If they had truly been two ordinary people today—

what would their fate have been?

Therefore, Taishi Ming would never show mercy to people like this.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji and the others had already sat down and showed no intention of making a move, Skinny Monkey's group—

still had someone with some sense as their leader. After all, not making a move now did not mean they would not do so later.

So he gave one of them a look, signaling him to fetch their teacher.

At the same time, he stood up and pulled Skinny Monkey back.

Then he said to Taishi Ming, "Little brat, you're courting death!"

"Courting death?"

Taishi Ming also rose to his feet. The short sword the Second Prince had given him was already drawn.

"You can come and try."

"Huh?"

The other man froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Hahaha! You think this is child's play? You're actually using an ordinary sword. So after all that, you're not a Soul Master. Then who gave you the nerve to hurt a Soul Master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged at Taishi Ming and threw a punch straight at his face.

"Idiot!"

Taishi Ming's sword flashed with cold light through the air, slashing directly across the man's arm.

Then he raised a leg and kicked.

Bang!

The man flew backward with a scream.

He crashed into a row of tables and chairs.

Looking at the wound on his arm, deep enough to expose bone, terror flashed through his eyes. If he had reacted any slower, his entire arm would likely have been cut off.

Taishi Ming said, "Trash. You don't even understand that a lion must use its full strength to hunt a rabbit."

"You're courting death! I'll kill you!"

The man climbed to his feet, and three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—lit up around him.

The two men beside him also immediately released their martial souls and soul rings.

Two yellow.

Two yellow.

Skinny Monkey, however, seemed scared out of his wits and hid far away.

But before they could successfully unleash their soul skills, Taishi Ming had already acted first, using the Soul Bone Skill: Sword Thrust!

With sword in hand, he charged forward at lightning speed.

By the time the other party reacted, Taishi Ming's sword was already pressed against his neck.

It had even left a wound there, blood continuously trickling down.

The man froze completely.

He did not dare move at all, and the others were wary of hurting him in the process. They could only glare furiously at Taishi Ming!

"Y-you, do you know who our boss is? He's a genius of Haoyue Academy! If you dare hurt him, our academy's instructors definitely won't let you off."

Pfft!

Taishi Ming laughed. "A Soul Master in his twenties who only has three rings is a genius? A three-ring Soul Master who lost to an eight-year-old child like me is a genius?"

"Do you people have some misunderstanding about the word 'genius'? Or is Haoyue Academy just so pathetic that any stray cat or dog can be called a genius?"

"Pfft."

Taishi Ming's words amused the girl beside Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji and the burly young man also curled their lips into smiles.

Because they thought the same thing.

Taishi Ming could not help turning his head and winking at the girl. "See? This young lady thinks so too."

"Where did this little bastard come from? You dared lay hands on people from Haoyue Academy?!"

The mentor who had just gone upstairs slowly descended, followed by the student who had gone to report the matter.

At that moment, his face was full of smugness.

It was as though, the moment the mentor arrived, they would be able to crush everything in their path.

Even the one with the Seven Sha Sword at his throat wore a contemptuous expression. In his eyes, now that the mentor had arrived, Taishi Ming would not dare do anything to him.

Taishi Ming's eye twitched. How had someone with this level of intelligence survived until now?

He cursed under his breath, "Idiot!"

The Seven Sha Sword in his hand swept down, carving a huge wound across the man's chest. Then, with a flourish of the sword, he severed the thumbs of the other two men.

Only then did he push off with both legs and retreat.

"I said I'd teach you a lesson, so I taught you one. Forget one mentor—even if your academy head came, it would be useless."

Mentor Haoyue froze for a moment. He truly had not expected Taishi Ming to still dare attack after he made his entrance.

Then rage surged through him. With a leap, he descended straight from the stairs and struck out with his palm, aiming directly for Taishi Ming's face.

"Did you think I was dead?"

At that moment, Dai Zhirou, who had remained seated and continued eating, moved. Her graceful figure rose in an instant.

Then she threw a punch straight at the mentor's palm.

Bang!

Dai Zhirou stood proudly in place, while the mentor was blasted backward three or four meters before falling from the air.

The way he looked at Dai Zhirou was now filled with wariness.

He had never imagined that such a young woman would possess strength no weaker than his own.

Zhao Wuji and the others were also dumbfounded. Earlier, they had already been prepared to step in and help. They simply had not expected Dai Zhirou, who had been sitting there all along, to suddenly erupt.

After a long while, Zhao Wuji laughed self-mockingly. Right. An eight-year-old brat could suppress a group of Soul Masters in their twenties, all with two or three soul rings. Then this sixteen- or seventeen-year-old woman was probably no ordinary person either.

But where had these two monsters come from? They were even more monstrous than the two little monsters beside him!

Then he glanced at the young man and woman beside him. "Now you know that there are always greater people beyond people, and greater skies beyond the sky, right?"

The two nodded in unison. Taishi Ming alone was already beyond anything they could compare to. After all, when they were eight, they did not have the strength to instantly kill a three-ring Soul Elder with one sword.

The students from the other academy looked as if they had seen a ghost.

They truly could not believe that she was a powerhouse capable of going toe-to-toe with their mentor.

Yet just now, they had wanted her to accompany them for drinks. That was simply courting death!

Mentor Haoyue frowned and asked, "Who exactly are you two?"

Dai Zhirou sneered. "If you want to fight, then fight. What does it matter who we are?"

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