The Teacher Was Still Young and Wanted to Save Face

With his Martial Soul Avatar activated, Jiang Yunzhou's attributes immediately surged severalfold!

At that moment, he descended like a god, looking down upon Tang Hao.

With every gesture, sword qi crisscrossed through the air, all of it rushing toward Tang Hao.

Tang Hao had long since lost his initial composure. His already tattered clothes were now even more shredded, leaving him in an utterly miserable state.

He had never expected things to turn out this way.

Having finally shattered the domain, he endured the pain and swung his hammer wildly. It looked chaotic, but he was secretly building up power.

This was one of his ultimate techniques: the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!

Jiang Yunzhou raised a brow and used One Sword Severing Law again. "Old bastard, let me show you what it means to stop just short!"

Tang Hao, who was building up power, once again felt his Soul Power become obstructed. The stacking process was interrupted yet again, and he directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at Jiang Yunzhou as if he were looking at a monster.

His clenched teeth and trembling body revealed just how furious he was.

He simply could not understand why that sword qi was both so fast and so precise. He wanted to dodge, yet could not. He could not defend against it at all.

Even now, he had not managed to get close to Jiang Yunzhou, while he himself had already suffered injuries all over, blood dripping from his body.

He raised his hammer and roared, "Eighth Soul Ring, explode for me!"

Driven into a corner, Tang Hao used the secret of the Great Sumeru Hammer—Exploding Ring!

His strength instantly soared. He swung his massive hammer straight at Jiang Yunzhou's face, only for Jiang Yunzhou to effortlessly dodge with an eerie movement technique.

His powerful strike landed on nothing but air, and he nearly lost his composure.

"Ah! Where did you get such a damned bizarre movement technique?"

He was anxious. Truly anxious. He had never fought such a stifling battle before.

Jiang Yunzhou did not forget to mess with his head, teasing, "Want to learn it? Call me Dad... and I'll teach you!"

He really knew how to piss people off.

Tang Hao was provoked to the brink of madness. Completely disregarding his injuries, he launched another fierce assault.

He wanted nothing else now but to hit Jiang Yunzhou once.

As long as he landed even one blow, Jiang Yunzhou would be crippled even if he did not die.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yunzhou was not an idiot. Why would he give him that chance?

He was the mighty Haotian Douluo, yet a Soul Saint had forced him into such a state. Where would he put his reputation if word got out?

His pressure was ineffective, his domain was suppressed, his soul skills were repeatedly interrupted, and Jiang Yunzhou's movement technique was ghostlike...

This almost shameless fighting style was enough to drive anyone to despair.

He could not hit him. He simply could not hit him.

For close-combat Soul Masters like them, it was simply too difficult.

And not only that, Jiang Yunzhou's attacks were exceptionally sharp, capable of piercing through defenses and striking directly at the flesh.

As Jiang Yunzhou dodged, he mocked, "Old bastard, you've got no money and you still dare come looking for trouble with me? Then leave one of your legs behind..."

He was not joking. He truly intended to take one of Tang Hao's legs.

That would keep him from constantly hopping around in front of him.

Tang Hao's mentality was indeed close to collapsing. A faint unease rose in his heart. If this continued, defeat would be inevitable.

He subconsciously glanced at his right leg, and a chill ran up his spine.

He had even Exploded a Ring, yet still could not take Jiang Yunzhou down. How was he supposed to keep fighting?

"Kid, I acknowledge your strength, but don't get cocky. I'll be back!"

Tang Hao had already developed the intention to retreat and prepared to flee.

How could Jiang Yunzhou let him get away?

"Trying to run? I said you're not leaving without paying! Leave your leg behind..."

Jiang Yunzhou roared, throwing out soul skills as though they cost nothing, harassing Tang Hao as he tried to escape.

However, Tang Hao was wholly focused on fleeing. The advantage of a Titled Douluo's flight speed was fully displayed.

Although Jiang Yunzhou's movement technique was exquisite, he could not remain airborne for long. In the end, he could not catch up.

"You dog bastard! Spineless trash! Just wait for me! I said you'd pay the price!"

Jiang Yunzhou cursed viciously at the retreating figure. "Fuck, you made me come all this way for nothing! Next time we meet, I'm definitely cutting off your right leg! Damn it!"

Still grumbling and cursing, he returned to Supreme Academy.

This chase had lasted for more than two hours.

When he returned to the small courtyard, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were both waiting there, worry written across their faces.

"Huh? Why aren't you two asleep? What are you standing around here for?"

Jiang Yunzhou said irritably, "Want extra training? Fine, one thousand squats each. Don't sleep until you finish them!"

He had made a wasted trip and even lost "potential income." Not making money meant losing money, and he was in a terrible mood.

Ning Rongrong hurried over and cautiously asked, "Teacher, what did you go out so late for?"

After looking him over from head to toe, Zhu Zhuqing asked, "Teacher, did you get into another fight?"

Her words suddenly enlightened Ning Rongrong.

She had thought that since her teacher had not returned late at night, perhaps he had gone to meet that receptionist girl in private...

"Oh? So Teacher went out to fight, not to 'fight,'" her tone turned subtle.

Surrounded and scrutinized by the two girls, much of Jiang Yunzhou's irritation dissipated.

But his mouth remained stubborn. "Hey, I lost money. I'm unhappy!"

Ning Rongrong burst out laughing.

Jiang Yunzhou irritably patted the back of her head. "Laugh, laugh, laugh. You're the one with the most to say! One thousand squats! Now! Immediately! Right this instant! Little Zhu Qing, watch her do them! You dared laugh at your teacher, so you must be punished!"

After saying that, he huffed and returned to his room.

The two girls exchanged smiles and began doing squats.

"Rongrong."

While doing squats, Zhu Zhuqing softly said, "Don't laugh at Teacher in the future. Teacher is still young and wants to save face."

Ning Rongrong wanted to laugh even more upon hearing that, but she tried hard to hold it in. "Mm-hm, got it~ Zhu Zhuqing, do you know Teacher's birthday? I want to give him a whole box of gold coins and buy him some happiness."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled wryly and shook her head. Only Ning Rongrong could come up with such an idea.

She truly knew nothing about Jiang Yunzhou's past.

The only thing she knew was that he must have had a hard life as a child.

In Zhu Zhuqing's view, perhaps Teacher's love for gold coins was not merely a hobby. More than anything, they represented a sense of security. Maybe he had truly been frightened by poverty.

Thoughtful people could always accurately glimpse into the hearts of others.

A thousand squats were no challenge for them now.

They completed them easily, then each returned to her room to rest.

The courtyard beneath the night sky returned to tranquility.

Early the next morning, when the sky had only just begun to brighten, Jiang Yunzhou was already awake.

The more he thought about it the night before, the angrier he became. The angrier he became, the less he could sleep.

After thinking it over, he felt that even if he really stole Tang San's belt, it would still not be enough to compensate for the emotional damages caused by Tang Hao's disruption yesterday.

If the father was that poor, how much money could the son possibly have?

Thus, a plan took shape in his mind.

He was going to raid Tang San's hometown and destroy his spawn point.

This would kill two birds with one stone. Not only would it give Tang San trouble, but it would also force Tang Hao to come looking for him.

Otherwise, where was he supposed to get money from a Titled Douluo who was determined to hide?

"Zhu Qing, Rongrong..."

He gathered his two disciples and got straight to the point. "I'm leaving for a few days. The academy will be in your care."

Ning Rongrong immediately grabbed his sleeve and acted cute. "Teacher, where are you going? Take me with you! Take me! I'll cover all the expenses along the way!"

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at him expectantly.

But seeing the rare seriousness on Jiang Yunzhou's face, she swallowed the words that had reached her lips and softly asked, "Teacher, how long will you be gone?"

This time, even faced with the temptation of gold coins, Jiang Yunzhou still refused.

"I'm not taking anyone with me this time."

Jiang Yunzhou estimated, "I'll probably be back in around three days."

Ever since they had met, they had never been apart for this long.

Zhu Zhuqing did not know what he was going to do, and a trace of reluctance rose in her heart. "There won't be any danger, right?"

Jiang Yunzhou raised his chin, brimming with confidence. "With your teacher's strength, who do you think could possibly pose a danger to me?"

Danger? It did not exist.

Zhu Zhuqing felt that her teacher was bragging, but she had no proof.

"I don't care, I'm going with you!"

Ning Rongrong began throwing a tantrum. "If you don't take me, then I'll, I'll, I'll..."

She went on with "I'll" for ages, yet could not think of anything that could threaten her teacher.

She felt that aside from loving money, Jiang Yunzhou was practically invincible.

And it seemed that she could not live without her teacher now, not the other way around.

"Wuwuwu~~ Teacher, you're the worst!"