New Student Causes Trouble? Soul Elder Instantly Killed! Suppression Reward: Level 1 Soul Power, Marrow Cleansing Pill! (Please Follow!)

Dai Yu shook the keys in his hand, casually closed the bedroom door, walked over to sit by another empty bed, and looked at Wang Dong with keen interest.

"What?

Unwelcoming?"

Wang Dong frowned. Looking at Dai Yu's overly familiar manner, he felt an inexplicable wave of annoyance in his heart.

Since childhood, no one had ever dared speak to him like that!

"Hmph!

Since we're roommates, I need to make some rules clear to you in advance!"

Wang Dong jumped down from the bed, crossed his arms, and looked at Dai Yu with an arrogant expression:

"First, you're not allowed to casually bring people back to the dormitory!

Second, you're not allowed to make a huge racket in the dormitory!

Third, and most importantly!

You are not allowed to touch my things!

And even more so... you are not allowed to chat with me casually!"

Hearing Wang Dong's string of "not allowed"s, Dai Yu not only didn't get angry, but his smile grew even thicker.

This little brat had quite a temper.

However, the more temper she had, the more interesting it would be to whip her into shape.

"Rules?"

Dai Yu stood up and walked toward Wang Dong step by step, the faint, intangible pressure on his body releasing in an instant.

"In Shrek Academy, strength is the rule.

Want to set rules for me?

That depends on whether you have the ability!"

Wang Dong was startled by Dai Yu's sudden aura and half-stepped back reflexively.

Yet he reacted immediately, instantly turning angry from embarrassment.

"You're asking for a beating!"

Wang Dong let out a delicate cry. Soul Power surged over his body, and he swung a punch toward Dai Yu.

Although that punch didn't use a Martial Soul, it was extremely fast and carried a whistling wind, clearly having been practiced.

However, in Dai Yu's eyes, that punch was as slow as a crawling snail.

He didn't even dodge, merely lifting his hand slightly to casually catch Wang Dong's fist.

"Slap!"

A crisp sound rang out.

Wang Dong only felt as though his fist had struck an iron plate, numbing the web between his thumb and index finger.

What shocked him even more was that no matter how hard he tried, his fist was held tightly in Dai Yu's grip, unmoving!

"Just this bit of strength?"

Dai Yu looked at Wang Dong's flushed little face, the corners of his mouth hooking into a mocking arc:

"It seems you're still far from being able to set rules for me."

"You... let go of me!"

Wang Dong struggled desperately, only to discover that Dai Yu's hand was like an iron clamp, completely impossible to break free from.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, looking into Dai Yu's deep eyes, a strong sense of terror inexplicably welled up in his heart.

That feeling was just like encountering a natural predator, causing even his soul to tremble!

"I can let go."

Dai Yu released his hand, looked at the stumbling, retreating Wang Dong, and said indifferently:

"However, starting today, the rules of this dormitory will be set by me.

Did you understand?"

Wang Dong rubbed his slightly reddened wrist, looking at Dai Yu's lofty appearance.

Although he was deeply unconvinced in his heart, the earlier terror originating from the depths of his soul made him not dare to act rashly again.

"Hmph!

Just you wait!"

Wang Dong glared fiercely at Dai Yu, turned around and climbed onto his bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and ignored Dai Yu altogether.

Dai Yu didn't mind either, turning around to begin tidying up his own bed.

There was plenty of time ahead.

This proud little butterfly would sooner or later fail to fly out of the palm of his hand.

Meanwhile, Dorm 109.

Huo Yuhao cautiously pushed open the bedroom door and found it completely empty.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put down his luggage, and began tidying the bed.

Although he hadn't encountered a roommate as tricky as Wang Dong, he still felt somewhat apprehensive inside.

After all, this was Shrek Academy, a gathering place for geniuses.

Could a "good-for-nothing" like him with rank-one Innate Soul Power really establish a foothold here?

Forget it!

Since I've gotten in, I must cultivate hard!

I absolutely cannot disgrace Yu Ge!

Huo Yuhao clenched his fists, pumping himself up.

Right at that moment, a noisy commotion suddenly sounded from outside the door.

Immediately following that, the door was kicked open.

A robust youth with a fierce expression swaggered in.

Two lackey-like followers trailed closely behind him.

"Yo!

This dorm isn't bad!

From now on, this is this grandpa's territory!"

The robust youth looked around a circle, his gaze landing on Huo Yuhao sitting by the bed, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes:

"Hey!

You there!

This bed has caught this grandpa's eye!

You, scram over there!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the corner near the door, which was piled high with sundries and lacked even a bed.

Huo Yuhao froze, his face flushing crimson as he stood up and angrily demanded:

"What gives you the right?!

This is the bed assigned to me by the school!"

"What gives me the right?"

The robust youth sneered, pinching his fist and making popping sounds:

"Just because this grandpa is a Soul Elder!

And you don't even look like a Soul Master!

If you know what's good for you, scram immediately!

Otherwise, don't blame this grandpa for being rude!"

Huo Yuhao bit his lip tightly, a trace of humiliation and anger flashing in his eyes.

He remembered Dai Yu's words.

In Shrek Academy, strength is everything!

Rules can be trampled beneath one's feet!

"I won't give it up!"

Huo Yuhao took a deep breath, a trace of resolve flashing in his eyes:

"If you want this bed, you'll have to beat me first!"

"Oh ho?

Quite spirited, aren't you?"

The robust youth laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke:

"Fine!

Since you're courting death, this grandpa will grant your wish!"

As he spoke, Soul Power surged over his body, and three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—slowly rose.

He genuinely was a Soul Elder!

Huo Yuhao's face paled, but he didn't retreat.

Right at that moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the doorway:

"It seems I've come at just the right time."

Everyone looked back.

They saw Dai Yu with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the doorframe and looking at the few people inside the room with a mocking expression.

"Yuhao, this is the 'trouble' I told you about.

Still, since we've run into them, it'll just serve as good practice."

Dai Yu slowly walked into the room, the suffocating pressure on his body instantly permeating the space.

"A Soul Elder, is it?

Perfect, I also want to test just how durable a so-called Soul Elder really is."

Hearing Dai Yu's words, the robust youth was first startled, then laughed so hard he leaned back and forth as if hearing the greatest joke in the world, tears almost coming out of his eyes.

"Hahahaha!

Did I hear that right?

Just you?

A pretty boy whose soul power fluctuations are pathetically weak, and you want to test this grandpa's fists?"

The two lackleys behind him chimed in as well:

"Boss, this brat's brain must be broken!"

"Exactly, looking at him, he probably doesn't even have a soul ring, yet he still dares to talk big!"

Facing the mockery of several people, the smile on Dai Yu's face didn't diminish at all, except that his originally pitch-black pupils quietly stained with a layer of faint gold at that moment.

An ice-cold chill erupted without warning inside the cramped dormitory.

This wasn't a drop in temperature, but pure killing intent!

It was the terrifying coercion belonging to the "Extreme Gold" attribute!

"Noisy."

Dai Yu uttered two words lightly, his figure suddenly moving.

There were no flashy soul skills, and he didn't even release his Martial Soul.

He merely took a simple step forward, his whole body resembling a hunting cheetah instantly closing in on the robust youth.

"Courting death!"

Although the robust youth had been dismissive in words, he was after all a three-ring Soul Elder, and his reaction wasn't slow.

Seeing Dai Yu charge, he roared furiously, and the third soul ring on his body blazed with purple light.

"Third Soul Skill: Skyquake!"

Following the activation of the soul skill, the muscles across his entire body bulged as if transforming into a charging wild bull, carrying an unstoppable momentum to savagely slam into Dai Yu.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm:

"Yu Ge, watch out!

That's a thousand-year soul skill!"

However, Dai Yu neither avoided nor dodged.

The instant the two were about to collide, Dai Yu's right hand snapped outward.

His palm instantly covered a layer of dazzling platinum luster, the sharp aura instantly slicing through the air and emitting a piercing screech.

Extreme Gold, indestructible!

"Break."

Dai Yu shouted in a low voice, and that platinum-colored palm directly ignored the thick Soul Power shield on the robust youth's body surface.

Like a heated sharp blade cutting through butter, it clamped onto the youth's throat without any obstruction!

"Ugh—!!"

The robust youth's momentum came to an abrupt halt.

He discovered in terror that the thousand-year soul skill defense he was so proud of was as fragile as a sheet of paper before this youth's hand!

Even more terrifying was that an overbearing, stern killing aura surged into his body along his throat, instantly freezing the meridians throughout his body and making it impossible to mobilize even a shred of Soul Power.

"Bang!"

Dai Yu exerted force with a single hand, directly hoisting the giant weighing over two hundred catties into the air before slamming him heavily against the nearby wall.

The wall emitted a dull thud, showering down dust in rustling flakes.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The robust youth collapsed limply to the ground, clutching his throat and coughing violently, his eyes filled with absolute terror.

A single move!

And he hadn't even used his Martial Soul!

This seemingly frail pretty boy had actually defeated him, a Soul Elder, in an instant?!

"Now, do you know just how tough a Soul Elder is?"

Dai Yu looked down at him from above, his gaze as indifferent as if he were looking at an ant:

"Take your people and get lost."

"Yes, yes!

I'll get lost!

I'll leave right now!"

How could the burly youth dare say another word? The terror of having brushed past the brink of death completely broke him.

He scrambled up from the ground, not even daring to retrieve the luggage on the floor,

and fled Dorm 109 in utter disarray with his two completely stupefied lackeys.

The dormitory instantly fell silent.

Huo Yuhao stared at the scene, dumbfounded, his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.

He knew Dai Yu was strong, but he had never imagined Dai Yu could be this strong!

That had been a Soul Elder with three rings!

"Yu, Yu Ge... you're way too amazing!"

Huo Yuhao gazed at Dai Yu admiringly, his eyes filled with little stars.

Dai Yu restrained his aura, the gold fading from his eyes. He clapped his hands, as if he had merely done something trivial.

It was at that moment that a cold mechanical voice rang out in his mind:

[Beep! The Host has been detected defeating a stronger opponent, crushing a three-ring Soul Elder with overwhelming force and causing immense psychological intimidation.]

[The hidden mechanism of the "Background Suppression System" has been triggered: Bearing of a Tyrant.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have received the following rewards: Soul Power increased by 1 level (current level: 12), Spiritual Power slightly increased, and item obtained: Marrow Cleansing Pill (1).]