A Fight? I'll Tickle You!

Before they could react, Tang San's Blue Silver Vine had already bound them tightly.

The Paralysis Toxin on the vines immediately numbed her entire body.

"Let her go!"

The other students from Canghui Academy immediately shouted.

Their leader, Teacher Ye Zhi Qiu, loudly questioned Dai Mubai.

"Which academy are you from? Call your teacher out to speak with me."

"Today, he must give me a reasonable explanation!"

Dai Mubai snorted coldly.

"You want to ask about our origins? Are you worthy?"

Ye Zhi Qiu's face turned livid with rage.

"How arrogant. Teach them a proper lesson! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

Hearing their teacher speak, the students of Canghui Academy finally charged at Dai Mubai and the others.

Tang Lin muttered to herself, So this is the difference in upbringing between students from a proper academy and some backwater school.

Dai Mubai rushed forward and gave several of them a thorough beating.

Ma Hongjun did not stay idle either. He ran forward and slammed into them with his round belly.

"Watch my Meat Egg Impact!"

Bang!

One belly slam sent one of them flying two or three meters away.

Tang San retracted his Blue Silver Grass and joined the battle. Aside from the paralyzed girl, everyone else suffered a brutal beating.

The students from Canghui Academy were stunned.

They simply could not believe it.

As students of an Advanced Soul Master Academy, they could not defeat the Three People before them.

Without much hesitation, the Five People simultaneously unleashed their Martial Souls.

White and yellow light flared brightly.

Seeing their Martial Souls and strength, Dai Mubai became even more disdainful.

"That's all you've got?"

"You call yourselves an Advanced Soul Master Academy?"

"Trash!"

"White Tiger, possess me!"

With a loud shout, a powerful pale-white radiance abruptly burst from his body.

Dai Mubai spread both arms wide and thrust out his chest.

His bones crackled, and his muscles suddenly swelled, stretching his clothes taut.

"Phoenix, possess me!"

Ma Hongjun refused to be outdone, transforming into an Evil Fire Grass Chicken.

Before the fight had even properly begun, it was already over. There was simply no way to fight.

"Stop."

Ye Zhi Qiu finally could not hold back any longer. He stepped forward and waved at his students.

"All of you, stand down."

His students were merely unwilling to accept it, but he clearly understood how extraordinarily gifted the people before him were.

It was not merely that they could not win—even if they could, they still could not. Some troubles were not to be provoked.

They had powerful backgrounds and could cause trouble as they pleased, but his subordinates could not afford to provoke them.

"I am Ye Zhi Qiu, director of external affairs for Canghui Academy. May I ask which sect you belong to?"

Ye Zhi Qiu advanced slowly, using his physical body to withstand the Soul Power fluctuations of the Three People.

"You?"

Tang San arrogantly raised the middle finger of his right hand and waved it.

"You are not worthy of knowing."

Ye Zhi Qiu's anger instantly surged.

"Arrogant!"

Since you refuse to speak, don't blame me if you can't speak later!

In front of so many diners, Canghui Academy had to restore its dignity.

"Mysterious Turtle, possess me."

A ring of black ripples burst from Ye Zhi Qiu's body, forcibly suppressing the momentum of Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun.

His limbs simultaneously shrank by a third, while his back bulged outward, forming an enormous turtle shell.

Black light flickered across his body as five soul rings—one white, two yellow, and two purple—rose from beneath his feet and circled above him.

The appearance of a Soul King immediately drew cries of alarm throughout the restaurant. A Soul King was already considered quite powerful.

Dai Mubai's expression changed instantly.

That Old Turtle was actually a Soul King!

Tang Lin had just been about to timidly suggest letting it go, since she had been the one to provoke the trouble in the first place.

But Ma Hongjun shouted a line that cut off that possibility.

"Old Turtle, don't think we're afraid of you just because you're a Soul King!"

"Watch this young master roast a turtle!"

The restaurant's Boss had never expected to be this unlucky—to run into Soul Masters fighting in his establishment. If they kept going, his restaurant would be finished.

"Everyone, esteemed Soul Master sirs, please, don't fight inside my Small Shop. It's a Small Business, a Small Business..."

With the Mysterious Turtle Spirit, the word "turtle" was Ye Zhi Qiu's greatest taboo throughout his life. He might have held back before, but now he truly could not spare them at all.

"We'll take this outside!"

After throwing down those words, Ye Zhi Qiu headed straight outside.

"This time, things have gotten serious."

Dai Mubai muttered.

He slowly looked at the others.

"The Mysterious Turtle Spirit is excellent, not the slightest bit inferior to my White Tiger. Its defensive power is extremely strong."

"I'll hold him off later. You all attack quickly."

"If it really comes down to it, surrender. Once we surrender, he definitely won't do anything to us."

Tang San gently shook his head.

"Lose? Impossible. There's absolutely no way we're losing."

"An Old Turtle has no real offensive methods. He's just a living target."

"In a moment, all five of us will attack with everything we have. Oh, and my Sister too—that makes six."

"With Rong Rong and Oscar supporting us as well, we'll beat him to death."

Hearing Tang San nearly leave her out, Tang Lin was truly delighted. It showed that her presence was becoming less and less noticeable.

"Besides, no matter whether we win or lose, we win."

"If we lose, then that Old Turtle was bullying the young. If we win, then that Old Turtle couldn't even beat children."

After hearing Tang San's suggestion, Several People could not help slamming the table in admiration.

"Let's go, get him!"

During the walk out of town, Ye Zhi Qiu's mind calmed down somewhat. Looking at the eight youths who had come out after him, he said in a low voice, "I'll give you one more chance. It's not too late to admit your mistake now."

Dai Mubai snorted coldly.

"Admit our mistake? The one with the smaller fists is the one in the wrong!"

"Enough nonsense. Blue Silver Bind!"

Without another word, Tang San flung out Blue Silver Bind, which wound around Ye Zhi Qiu again and again along his turtle shell.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun stood on either side, using their beam-type skills at the same time.

White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, Phoenix Fire Line!

One burned his head, while the other scalded his feet. It was utterly dishonorable.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing attacked directly from both sides, targeting Ye Zhi Qiu's front.

"Seven Treasures have their name: first, speed!"

"Seven Treasures have their name: second, strength!"

Ten rays of colorful light instantly fell upon the several people charging at the front, greatly increasing both their strength and speed.

"Ah."

Tang Lin sighed. Her Second Soul Ring flashed, and four vines swiftly rose from beneath Ye Zhi Qiu's feet.

"Second Soul Skill, Blue Silver Strangler!"

Sixty-Forty Split's ability passively settled onto Ye Zhi Qiu.

This was already his slowest speed.

Four vines wound around Legs, coiling out from Turtle Shell and binding his body.

Tang Lin did not attack directly, lest she strangle him to death.

"I'm going to tickle you!"