The Terror of the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King Martial Soul, Ye Wen VS Tang San

"This kid...! How does he have so much strength?"

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned pale, a bead of sweat slowly rolling down his cheek. He tried desperately to break free, but his arm felt as if it were welded in place, unable to move.

As Ye Wen applied more force, Yu Xiaogang finally couldn't help but scream in agony: "Ahhh!"

"Let go! Let go of me!"

"Heh, just a waste." Ye Wen sneered coldly, then drove a fierce punch straight into Yu Xiaogang's abdomen.

Bam!

"Ahhh!"

Yu Xiaogang screamed again, his body crashing into several desks before slamming into the wall: "I was actually beaten by a six-year-old..."

"Holy crap! This guy... this guy actually hit Master Yu in class!"

"Isn't he afraid of getting expelled!"

"Wait! Isn't Master Yu a 29th-ranked Soul Grand Master? How did a first-grade student knock him down with one punch?"

"Th-this is way too weak!"

"Damn it!" Yu Xiaogang felt utterly humiliated, his face completely lost.

"Teacher!" Tang San's face instantly flashed with killing intent.

Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, General Principle Number Five: If someone actively provokes you, repay them with thunderous force.

He stared coldly at Ye Wen: "You dared to treat my teacher like this. Then you will pay the price for it!"

Ye Wen returned the icy glare to Tang San.

Staring at his fated opponent, the one he would fight to the death in the future, Ye Wen wanted to kill Tang San right now if he could. But he had already accepted the Fated Duel; he had to wait until Tang San participated in the Sea God Eighth Trial.

Though he couldn't kill Tang San, that didn't mean he couldn't give him a thorough beating.

From now on, Ye Wen would come out every so often to suppress him, beat him up, preferably scare him so badly that he crushed his confidence, made him live under the shadow of his fear, made him afraid to face him!

Make Tang San fear him from the bottom of his heart!

That way, when the Sea God Eighth Trial's Fated Duel came, and Tang San realized that the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King he had to kill was actually the person he feared, Tang San's mental defenses might instantly shatter, directly losing all hope of victory.

And once a person loses confidence, once they harbor the thought that they can never defeat their opponent, that person only becomes weaker, easier to defeat!

"Make me pay the price? Let's see if you, Tang San, have what it takes."

"You're asking for death!"

Tang San rushed in with a punch. Still developing in the newbie village, he had no experience with prodigies of his own age and completely underestimated his opponent's strength.

Because the generally mediocre strength of Nuoding Academy's students had long made Tang San subconsciously assume Ye Wen was on that same level.

When Tang San thought one punch would finish Ye Wen, everything defied his expectations.

At the very last moment, Ye Wen actually caught his fist, and before Tang San could react, drove a punch hard into his abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Tang San took a heavy blow, his body seeming to freeze in place. By the time he came to his senses, Ye Wen had already slapped him across the face.

Slap!

A sharp, resounding smack.

Tang San was knocked straight to the ground, a bright red palm print left on his cheek.

"Get lost."

Ye Wen kicked him hard, like kicking a soccer ball, sending Tang San flying.

Bam bam bam bam!

Tang San knocked over several desks in a row.

"Is this all you've got, Tang San?" Ye Wen said expressionlessly.

"So strong! Besides Xiao Wu, he's the first person I've met who makes me feel powerful." Tang San struggled to his feet, a hundred-year soul ring appearing beneath him, and Blue Silver Grass materializing in his hand.

Seeing this, Ye Wen also activated his martial soul.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

"ROAR!!!!!"

A colossal whale, terrifying in scale, manifested behind Ye Wen. At this moment, his top-tier beast martial soul, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King, appeared before human eyes for the first time.

The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King martial soul's monstrous size and aura exuded a suffocating presence.

"Hey... hey! Th-that is...!"

"W-what is that!!"

"S-so terrifying! Does a martial soul like this even exist on the continent! Just one look, and it feels like it could kill me."

"Too scary..."

In that moment, panic swept through everyone in the classroom. The Deep Sea Demonic Whale King martial soul carried a dreadful aura, one that seemed to strike at the deepest fears in people's hearts.

It brought fear, dread, terror, even despair, and the shadow of death.

Among the students of a small place like Nuoding Academy, who had ever seen such a top-tier Beast Martial Soul? The moment it was released, it directly scared quite a few students into collapsing on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Even many male and female students wet their pants in fear, sour and foul liquid slowly seeping from their pant legs onto the floor.

Even Tang San's eyes revealed a trace of fear and deep wariness, but Tang San was, after all, Tang San—he wouldn't be as pathetic as those students.

"Do you all feel the suppression and gap in Martial Soul quality?" Ye Wen's voice echoed throughout the classroom.

Yu Xiaogang silently lowered his head, and those whose Martial Souls were lacking, seeking comfort, also lowered their heads. Ye Wen used his own Martial Soul to make everyone see the truth.

"First Soul Skill, Bind!"

Tang San decisively activated his Soul Skill, and Blue Silver Grass rapidly crawled forward.

"First Soul Skill, Demon Whale Armor."

The thousand-year First Soul Ring beneath Ye Wen's feet finally emerged, its millennium radiance shining across the entire classroom.

"What the—holy crap!!"

"A thousand years! His First Soul Ring is a Thousand-Year Soul Ring!!"

"Didn't Master Yu say the absorption limit for the first ring is 423 years? What's going on here?!"

Yu Xiaogang, who hadn't gotten up yet, lay face-down on the ground, pretending to have fainted, thinking: You ask me, who do I ask? How would I know?!

A deep blue armor adorned with red and blue gems attached itself to Ye Wen's body. His strength, speed, and physique all doubled, with a thirty percent boost to Soul Skill power and a thirty percent reduction in Soul Skill damage and any effects.

Ye Wen didn't even bother to dodge; he directly grabbed the heads of the two Blue Silver Grass vines with his bare hands.

Tang San was also shocked by the Thousand-Year Soul Ring, but seeing Ye Wen not dodge and instead grabbing his Blue Silver Grass barehanded, a smile immediately appeared on his face. He quickly used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to close in, saying, "Heh, you let your guard down. My Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul comes with a paralysis effect."

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

Tang San's hands turned into white jade, as hard as stone, and he threw a punch condensed with Soul Power.

"Heh, the one who let his guard down is you, Tang San. Do you really think you can paralyze me?" Ye Wen smiled, his body showing no sign of slowing from paralysis, and he punched Tang San hard in the face.

"How is this possible..."

Tang San was knocked to the ground by Ye Wen's punch once again, utterly incredulous.