Time Burial Sword's First Display of Might

"Such a fast punch!"

Looking at Zhao Tao's attack, Zhou Changxi still thought of resisting, but as soon as this thought flashed through his mind, his body was sent flying straight out, crashing heavily against the dormitory wall with a dull thud.

"You bastard! Great Strength Divine Ape, Avatar!"

Although he suffered a setback in the first exchange with Zhao Tao, Zhou Changxi, whose body was tough due to his Great Strength Divine Ape martial soul, wasn't actually injured.

Looking at Zhao Tao in the distance, Zhou Changxi roared and stood up again!

A rich brown light flashed across his body.

His originally sturdy body expanded, and dense hair appeared all over him.

Along with the Martial Soul Avatar, a white soul ring appeared behind Zhou Changxi, and his aura became much sharper.

He swung his fists and charged towards Zhao Tao!

"Just a curly-haired gorilla, calling itself a Great Strength Divine Ape?"

"Break!"

Looking at Zhou Changxi who had activated his Martial Soul Avatar, Zhao Tao sneered and, with a thought, also activated his martial soul.

"Come out, Spring Autumn Cicada."

As Zhao Tao spoke, his palm flashed with a faint silver light, and the Spring Autumn Cicada martial soul leaped out!

However, unlike Zhou Changxi, Zhao Tao did not perform a Spring Autumn Cicada Avatar.

After all, in essence, the Spring Autumn Cicada was not a beast martial soul, but like the Blue Silver Grass, it leaned more towards a Tool Martial Soul.

When used, it would not change the appearance of the soul master, but would manifest through the separation of the martial soul itself.

"Hmph, a little bug, is this the source of your confidence?"

Looking at the Spring Autumn Cicada martial soul summoned by Zhao Tao, Zhou Changxi's face showed disdain. He threw a punch fiercely towards Zhao Tao's face.

"Time Burial Sword!"

Looking at the fist that was just inches away, Zhao Tao's eyes were as calm as an ancient well. He silently channeled his soul power.

The next moment, a purple soul ring flashed behind Zhao Tao.

As the soul ring flickered, a sword radiating a magnificent silver light, appearing extremely ancient, with the surrounding space seemingly distorting slightly, appeared in Zhao Tao's hand.

"Thousand-Year Soul Ring? Impossible!"

Looking at the purple Soul Ring flashing behind Zhao Tao, Zhou Changxi's eyes flickered with shock.

One had to know, even many Soul Masters at the Soul Elder level didn't have a Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

How could this kid in front of him have a Thousand-Year Soul Ring?

Just as Zhou Changxi was shocked, Zhao Tao had already wielded the Time Burial Sword and slashed towards Zhou Changxi's neck.

Instantly, a sharp silver sword light broke through the air, like a startled swan swimming, heading straight for Zhou Changxi!

Facing Zhao Tao's sharp sword, Zhou Changxi also felt a threat to his life and blocked the sword light with both palms.

And the moment Zhou Changxi's palms touched the Time Burial Sword, a miraculous thing happened--

At this moment, Zhou Changxi's palms and the Time Burial Sword seemed to be in two different spaces!

Zhou Changxi's palms seemed to touch air, passing directly by the Time Burial Sword. His body lost its balance and he almost fell.

Zhao Tao's wielded Time Burial Sword, on the other hand, bypassed Zhou Changxi's defense and continued to slash towards Zhou Changxi's neck!

"No, spare me, I don't want to die!"

Looking at the sword edge that was just inches away, Zhou Changxi's eyes flickered with fear, and he couldn't help but cry out for mercy loudly, his pants instantly soaking a large area.

Amidst Zhou Changxi's terrified pleas, Zhao Tao's Time Burial Sword pierced directly towards Zhou Changxi's neck.

In an instant, the sharp sword light pierced Zhou Changxi's neck, drawing a deep bloody gash, and the blood flowed uncontrollably!

"Do you submit?"

Looking at Zhou Changxi, whose body was trembling wildly with fear, Zhao Tao's gaze was cold, and he spoke indifferently.

"I submit, I submit!"

Hearing Zhao Tao's words, Zhou Changxi, who had already been scared to urinate, had a ashen face and repeatedly begged for mercy.

Just then.

A teacher from East Sea Academy suddenly walked in from outside the dormitory, looking sternly at the four people inside.

"Very good, very good, you've got guts, fighting on your first day of school, and even engaging in illegal soul combat in private!"

"All of you, come with me. We'll go to the Academic Affairs Office to discuss your punishment!"

Looking at Zhao Tao, who was wielding the Time Burial Sword, and Zhou Changxi, who was constantly begging for mercy in front of him.

The teacher's gaze was stern as he led the four people in the dormitory to the Academic Affairs Office.

A few minutes later.

East Sea Academy, Intermediate Division, Academic Affairs Office.

"So, it was Zhou Changxi who verbally provoked Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin first, and then the private soul fight incident occurred?"

Looking at Zhao Tao, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Zhou Changxi in front of him.

Long Hengxu, the dean of East Sea Academy, looked serious, his eyes stern.

After hearing the account of the incident, Long Hengxu looked at Zhou Changxi with a gloomy expression and questioned him.

"Yes, that's right."

Facing Long Hengxu's questioning, and remembering Zhao Tao's terrifying strength, Zhou Changxi did not dare to quibble or distort the facts, and could only nod repeatedly.

"Zhou Changxi, originally your martial soul was good, but your soul power was too low, and I planned to assign you to Class Three."

"I didn't expect that, as a soul master, you would bully the weak. As a punishment, you will go to the worst class, Class Five!"

Looking at Zhou Changxi, Long Hengxu issued the punishment.

"Zhao Tao, originally, engaging in a private soul fight within the academy, and even injuring a classmate, according to the school rules, you could have been expelled!"

"However, I also know that this matter is entirely not your fault."

"Facing provocation, a man's blood is hot, which is very good."

"Besides, you are new here and don't know the rules of East Sea Academy."

"It's just that you did injure Zhou Changxi..."

"As a punishment, your learning career at East Sea Academy will also start from Class Five. Are you convinced?"

Looking at Zhao Tao, a hint of admiration appeared in the depths of Long Hengxu's eyes, and he then spoke.

"I am convinced, Director Long."

Hearing Long Hengxu, Zhao Tao nodded expressionlessly, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

His plan was successful!

Compared to Class One, Zhao Tao felt that Class Five, taught by Wu Changkong, would undoubtedly be more interesting.

Besides.

Tang Wulin's class was also Class Five.

If he went to Class Five, he could take care of Tang Wulin more and properly reform his thinking.

One day, he would let Tang Wulin see the true, ugly face of Divine King Tang, and finally stage a scene of "fatherly love and filial piety."

"Good!"

"Zhao Tao, I believe, with your talent, you can definitely pass the Class Promotion Tournament and fight your way back to Class One!"

Looking at Zhao Tao's calm and collected demeanor, Long Hengxu nodded in approval and encouraged him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Tao, it's all my fault for dragging you down."

Beside them, hearing Long Hengxu's punishment for Zhao Tao, Tang Wulin was full of guilt and felt a pang in his heart.

"What's there to say? It's just a small setback. From now on, we'll work together and fight our way back to Class One!"

Hearing this, Zhao Tao smiled slightly, patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder, and comforted him.