Identity Exposed

The onlookers held their breath, eyes wide as they watched, unwilling to miss a single detail.

A trace of mockery flashed through Zhang Hong's eyes. He had deliberately provoked Tang Jiu into using a Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill. Tang Jiu was so young; his Soul Power could not possibly be more than a dozen levels or so. Although Zhang Hong had no idea how Tang Jiu had obtained a Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill, once he used it, wouldn't Zhang Hong be able to crush him?

With his Beast Spirit, his First Spirit Skill, and the tempering of a 35th-level Soul Power on his body, he refused to believe he could not withstand a child's skill!

But the instant fist and claw collided, he regretted it.

A terrifying force came crashing down, even fiercer than his full-strength attack. With a crack, his arm was smashed and broken. Excruciating pain surged from his arm into his brain, making him howl wildly as his entire body was sent flying backward.

Everyone around them was stunned. A single punch had sent a 35th-level Battle Soul Master flying!

Just how terrifying was Tang Jiu? Even if he had a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, Zhang Hong had one too!

And Zhang Hong had two more Soul Rings than Tang Jiu!

"A 35th-level Battle Soul Master is nothing special! Didn't you eat?" Tang Jiu broke Zhang Hong's arm, yet still rubbed salt into the wound with a taunt.

But he had not held back. A broken bone could be healed by a Healing Soul Master. As long as Zhang Hong gritted his teeth, he could still keep fighting!

Soul Masters were not martial artists. They relied even more heavily on Soul Rings and Soul Skills.

As Tang Jiu sent Zhang Hong flying with a punch, he accelerated into a run and lashed out with a Death Whip Kick at Zhang Hong's stomach. It was not that he did not want to kick his face, but he was too short. Tang Jiu did not want to leap into the air.

"Third Spirit Skill, Ghost Wolf Golden Light Shield!"

Zhang Hong no longer dared to be careless. His Thousand-Year Soul Ring lit up, and a layer of cyan energy shield appeared around him. As long as he blocked Tang Jiu's attack, he would immediately use his Second Spirit Skill to tear Tang Jiu to pieces.

"Now Tang Jiu is going to suffer! With the defensive power of a Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill, enhanced by 35th-level Soul Power, there's no way he can shatter that shield." Director Su shook his head.

Tang Jiu sneered. His Spirit Bone Skill activated—Berserk!

What he wanted was violence, an Instantly Kill. He would never refuse to use a skill and then end up capsizing in a gutter.

He did not even consider whether the enhancement from First Spirit Skill, Rampage, could break the shield. In battle, violence was the way. He had to unleash savage output!

His speed and strength both increased by thirty percent. His strength surged from � jin by another � jin.

His Death Whip Kick even tore through the air with a howling gust.

Bang!

The whip kick struck the Ghost Wolf Golden Light Shield, instantly shattering it. Then the kick landed solidly on Zhang Hong's stomach. Zhang Hong's body flew more than ten meters through the air before slamming directly into the wall of the teaching building. After falling to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled several times, but could not get back up.

From the start of the fight until now, the �-second enhancement of Tang Jiu's First Spirit Skill, Rampage, had only just ended. In other words, crippling a 35th-level Battle Soul Master had taken him only � seconds!

At that moment, the sound of sharp inhalations filled the surroundings. Tang Jiu was simply too ferocious.

One punch and one kick had beaten a Battle Soul Master so badly that he could not even crawl.

"Just wait! The City Lord's Mansion will not let you off! Let's go!" Zhang Hong felt as though his internal organs had ruptured. He shot Tang Jiu a venomous look, then hurriedly called for his younger brother Zhang Feng to take him away to find a Healing Soul Master.

"Go? That's impossible! I said you would die today!"

Tang Jiu walked toward Zhang Hong step by step. If he let someone like this go, he would surely wait like a venomous snake for the chance to bite him to death.

Petty people sought revenge from morning to night. Tang Jiu did not want to constantly guard against others.

"Tang Jiu, this is Nuoding Academy. It was established jointly by the Nuoding City Lord and Spirit Hall! You cannot kill someone from the City Lord's Mansion here."

Seeing Tang Jiu refuse to let the matter go, Director Su immediately stepped in front of Zhang Hong and tried to smooth things over. "How about having him compensate you?"

Knowing Tang Jiu loved money, Director Su held out his hand. "Have him pay you two thousand Gold Soul Coins. How about it?"

Tang Jiu chuckled. He loved money, but he wanted it to cultivate better and buy more resources. Compared to money, Tang Jiu valued his life more!

"If I kill him, his money will be mine too!"

Tang Jiu grinned, his feet never stopping as he continued toward Zhang Hong.

"Tang Jiu, if you make an enemy of the City Lord's Mansion, I'll expel you!" Director Su roared.

"Then expel me! I can just go to an intermediate Soul Master Academy."

Tang Jiu did not care. If I'm expelled, I'll go report to Big Owl. Why stay here and play house with these children?

Director Su was completely out of options. He had said everything he could, and he had an explanation for the City Lord's Mansion. He simply stepped aside and cleared the way.

"Zhang Hong, I know you want nothing more than to kill me. Unfortunately, I won't give you the chance!" Tang Jiu raised his leg and stomped hard on Zhang Hong's chest. With a crack, Zhang Hong's breastbone shattered, killing him instantly.

Tang Jiu smiled at Zhang Feng. "Want to avenge your brother? One Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill has already drained all my Soul Power. Do you want to take this chance to kill me? Once this chance is gone, it's gone."

Zhang Feng had indeed entertained that thought. A fierce and domineering Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill must consume a great deal of Soul Power after one use. He really wanted to seize this opportunity to kill Tang Jiu.

But Tang Jiu had crippled his brother in � seconds. He was simply inhuman. Zhang Feng still feared death, and his body shrank backward.

Tang Jiu inwardly sighed in regret. Although his Soul Skill lasted only a short time, it did not consume that much Soul Power. He could use it another ten times without issue.

He had wanted to deal with Zhang Feng while he was at it and eliminate the roots.

But this guy was too cowardly.

He bent down, searched Zhang Hong, and found a card. After checking it with Soul Power, he discovered it contained two thousand three hundred Gold Soul Coins!

Delighted, he tucked it into his pocket.

Zhang Feng did not even bother with his brother's corpse. He fled in terror, sprinting all the way toward the City Lord's Mansion.

At this point, all the students around them looked at Tang Jiu with fear. How could they ever have seen someone killed before?

"Tang Jiu, you are no longer a student of this academy. Leave immediately!" Director Su snorted.

"Fine! Return my tuition first. I haven't even spent a full day at the academy altogether!"

Tang Jiu held out his hand.

"You..." Director Su was so angry he nearly spat blood. This bastard had just taken all of Zhang Hong's wealth, yet he still haggled over a few dozen Gold Soul Coins. He was far too stingy.

Director Su casually took out a money pouch and immediately returned Tang Jiu's tuition, eager to sever all ties with him!

Tang Jiu accepted the Gold Soul Coins, took out Master's card, and said to Tang San, "Third Brother, use this to find a Healing Soul Master for Teacher. It looks like I'll have to leave Nuoding City right away."

Although he did not think the City Lord would make trouble over the captain of his guards, Tang Jiu still had to be cautious. Besides, there was no reason for him to remain at Nuoding Academy.

Tang Jiu found an inn and settled in. Tomorrow, once he received his War Hammer, he would head straight for Shrek Academy.

Meanwhile, the Nuoding City Lord received the news as well. Listening to his subordinate's report, he cursed the fool under his breath.

Not many people knew Master's identity, but as the City Lord, he knew a little. Although Master's relationship with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was not particularly harmonious, anyone who dared kill Master would have to endure the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's wrath.

As for Tang Jiu, the City Lord had actually wanted to recruit him. A Thousand-Year First Ring—he was a genius. If he could recruit Tang Jiu, he might have the chance to rise from City Lord to Duke and possess his own duchy.

But when he heard Zhang Feng's tearful account, his eyes suddenly narrowed. "You said Tang Jiu might have Twin Martial Souls? His other Martial Soul is a hammer? What kind of hammer?"

Zhang Feng immediately took out paper and a pen, drawing the appearance and patterns of Tang Jiu's War Hammer.

The City Lord's pupils abruptly contracted. "The Clear Sky Hammer!"

The highest-tier bounty issued by Spirit Hall immediately surfaced in his mind: anyone who provided information on Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao or his son would be rewarded with a Spirit Bone!

Anyone who killed either of them would be granted a duchy, or the position of Grand Archbishop of a Spirit Hall temple.

The issuer of the bounty: Spirit Hall's Great Elder, Qian Daoliu!