Don't Fight Anymore, Peace of Mind

At that very moment, Yang Yuan suddenly flicked out his palm.

With a sharp smack.

The strike was so fast and powerful that it instantly tore through the air with an explosive crack before landing on the face of the foremost lackey.

The others only felt something flash past their eyes.

The man who had charged at the front was sent flying backward at an even greater speed, like a kite with its string cut.

Gulp~

The others hurriedly stopped short. Seeing this, they swallowed hard, fear and shock appearing on their faces.

What the hell kind of strength was that?

The person who had been sent flying was no weakling. He was a level twenty-three Soul Grandmaster.

How could he have been defeated so easily?!

Xue Beng instantly sobered up a little at the sight.

No wonder this country bumpkin had caught Xue Qinghe's eye and had even been specially admitted into Heaven Dou Academy. He really had some skills.

But he looked to be only eight or nine years old. No matter how strong he was, how strong could he possibly be?

His opponent must have underestimated him just now.

With that thought, he looked at the other lackeys who had stopped in their tracks and shouted, "What are you standing around for? Get him!"

"Did a mere country bumpkin scare the guts out of you?"

"There are still six of you. Six against one—what are you afraid of?"

"Get him!"

The remaining six exchanged glances.

One of them gritted his teeth and directly summoned his Martial Soul.

His Martial Soul was a leopard. After summoning it, leopard markings immediately appeared across his body.

Two yellow Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet.

Most students able to enter Heaven Dou Academy came from families with at least some influence, so it was rare for anyone to have a ten-year first Soul Ring.

The others summoned their Martial Souls as well.

Some had shield Martial Souls, some had Saber and Sword Martial Souls, while the others possessed rhinoceros and swallow Martial Souls.

Once they had summoned their Martial Souls, the six rushed forward together.

There was clearly no coordination between them.

The leopard Soul Master took the lead. As an agility-attack Soul Master, he was faster and fiercer than the others.

When he saw Yang Yuan standing still without moving, joy rose in his heart.

What an arrogant country bumpkin. He did not even summon his Martial Soul.

He was courting death!

Without summoning their Martial Souls, Soul Masters could perhaps only wield one or two tenths of their full strength.

The leopard Soul Master drew closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, he had reached Yang Yuan.

He looked at Yang Yuan, a wild grin spreading across his face.

Showing off?

Let's see how I beat you back to reality!

Yet the next second, his body froze in place.

Yang Yuan's figure flickered. A hand had appeared at some unknown moment, moving with incredible speed as it clamped over the leopard Soul Master's face.

Before he could even react, everything before him went dark.

With one hand covering his face, Yang Yuan violently slammed him into the ground.

Bang!

Dirt and debris scattered everywhere as Yang Yuan smashed the leopard Soul Master headfirst into the earth, embedding his head in the soil.

The other five were startled by the sudden brutal scene, but there was no turning back once the arrow was on the string.

All five attacks came at Yang Yuan at once.

But Yang Yuan's reactions and speed were faster than theirs.

After releasing the leopard Soul Master, Yang Yuan stepped through the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his body moving like a phantom as he instantly evaded all five attacks.

Then, like a tiger among sheep, he sent them flying one palm strike at a time.

Having absorbed two Thousand-Year Soul Rings in succession, Yang Yuan's Soul Power had reached level twenty-four.

If he did not hold back, let alone these people, even an ordinary Soul Elder would be slapped to death by him.

With several dull bangs, the five were sent flying, crashing seven or eight zhang away before passing out.

With Yang Yuan's short temper, he would not kill them, but he certainly would not let them off easily.

That one slap was enough to keep them bedridden for several months.

Xue Beng watched the scene unfold, his face filled with disbelief.

"H-How could this happen?!"

Xue Beng could not understand it. Every one of his lackeys had Soul Power above level twenty, and it had been six against one. How could they have lost so thoroughly?

What level was this country bumpkin, exactly?

The thought that Xue Qinghe had recruited such a genius twisted Xue Beng's face with jealousy.

But just as he kept roaring damn it in his heart, driven by envy, a figure silently appeared before him and looked down on him with contempt.

When Xue Beng came back to his senses and saw the body before him, which was not even taller than his own, an intense sense of oppression rose within him.

Especially when his eyes met those Double Pupils, the feeling of staring into an abyss made even his soul tremble.

Those Double Pupils seemed capable of ensnaring one's very soul.

"Y-You... what are you trying to do to me?!"

"I am the Fourth Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. If you dare do anything to me, my imperial father will never forgive you."

Xue Beng spoke stiffly, a trace of forced toughness appearing on his face.

"Hmph, still talking tough."

"You really think I don't dare do anything to you?"

Yang Yuan snorted and slapped Xue Beng across the face.

With a sharp smack, Xue Beng's cheek immediately swelled high, and four or five bloodied teeth flew straight out of his mouth.

Yang Yuan did not knock him unconscious right away. Instead, he struck from both sides, determined to humiliate Xue Beng viciously.

This bastard had been nothing but disgusting. If Yang Yuan did not teach him a harsh lesson, he would not be able to feel at peace.

Besides, Qian Renxue would handle anything that happened. As long as he left Xue Beng breathing, that was enough.

Not far away, the Gate Guard was horrified by the sight.

The Fourth Prince had actually been humiliated so badly by one of His Highness the Crown Prince's people.

If word got out, His Highness the Crown Prince's man might be fine, but he, a mere Gate Guard, could be in serious trouble.

The Gate Guard hurried over, shouting as he ran.

"Don't fight anymore!"

"Stop it! If this keeps up, someone's going to die!"

At the same time, quite a few Heaven Dou Academy students had already been drawn over by the commotion.

When they saw Xue Beng being humiliated so openly in broad daylight, many students watched from afar and applauded.

When Yang Yuan saw the Gate Guard approaching, he immediately knocked Xue Beng unconscious with a palm strike.

The Gate Guard could do nothing about it. He could only point at Yang Yuan and say, "You've caused a huge disaster!"

Yang Yuan shrugged indifferently.

"Fine. I won't make things difficult for you. Take me directly to see the three Committee Members. When the time comes, just tell them exactly what you saw. You'll be fine."

Seeing this, the Gate Guard could only nod in agreement before leading Yang Yuan straight to the Committee Members' office.

After the two left, some of the students watching from afar finally came closer.

When they saw the miserable state of Xue Beng and his lackeys, they all sucked in sharp breaths.

"Where did this ruthless guy come from?"

"That was way too brutal!"

"Xue Beng has always been arrogant and overbearing. This time, he finally kicked an iron plate!"

"He had it coming!"