A piercing screech rang out, and without any hesitation, the two of them charged straight at Chen Ye.
Watching them strike after fusing, the smile on Chen Ye's face vanished. He tilted his head slightly to look behind him.
Sharp claws swiped toward his body, and Chen Ye raised his hand to counter.
Three golden rings descended around him, and a terrifying aura spread.
A low Dragon Roar sounded, and the fused figure's body trembled the moment it rushed forward.
Seizing that opening, a cold glint flashed in Chen Ye's eyes as his first soul ring suddenly lit up.
Terrifying golden light spread. Wu Changkong, the fastest to react, tried to step in to stop it, but it was already too late.
The golden radiance expanded. Even though Chen Ye had only struck casually, the two of them were still engulfed in the golden glow.
A dreadful explosion rang out. The two were sent flying off the stage, crashing heavily to the ground.
Wang Jinxi opened his mouth and coughed up a large mouthful of blood, his face pale.
As a dragon-type Martial Soul, Wang Jinxi's Martial Soul was innately completely suppressed by the Golden Dragon King.
The damage he took from the Golden Dragon King's attack was also the most severe.
On top of that, he had shielded Zhang Ziyang, and now he was gravely wounded.
Zhang Ziyang staggered to his feet. Though he was also injured, it wasn't serious.
Holding Wang Jinxi, he glared viciously at Chen Ye. "This is just a class monitor election. Why did you have to strike so ruthlessly?"
"We have no grudge against you! Why be so vicious!?"
Zhang Ziyang's voice was filled with anger. Hearing his words, many of the surrounding classmates turned their gazes to Chen Ye.
"Yeah, it's just a class monitor match. Why go so hard and directly cripple Wang Jinxi?"
"Even if you're strong, you can't bully people. Three Rings might be impressive, but that doesn't mean you can push others around."
Humans are naturally inclined to sympathize with the weak, but listening to the crowd's murmurs, Chen Ye's face remained expressionless.
"You two already lost. After losing, you still tried to ambush me, and you blame me for going hard?"
"Besides, the problem is that you two are useless. What does that have to do with me? I only used one soul skill from start to finish."
"You even used your Martial Soul Fusion Skill, so are you telling me I'm not allowed to use a soul skill?"
Chen Ye said, taking two steps forward. He stood calmly at the edge of the stage, looking down at Zhang Ziyang from above.
"And the match was already over. You unleashed your Martial Soul Fusion Skill and tried to ambush me outright? In that situation, you blame me for going hard?"
"Should I have just killed you both right there?" Chen Ye stared at the two, a flicker of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.
Sensing the killing intent in the Young Man's gaze, Zhang Ziyang shuddered. He had never seen such a terrifying look before.
Feeling the tangible murderous intent in the other's eyes, Zhang Ziyang's body trembled slightly.
Just then, Wu Changkong stepped between them.
"Zhang Ziyang, Wang Jinxi, you really shouldn't have ambushed Chen Ye. But Chen Ye, you did strike too hard."
"I'll cover their medical expenses and give them extra compensation. Is that acceptable, Teacher Wu?" Chen Ye's voice was calm, but his tone couldn't hide his irritation.
Wu Changkong was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.
After saying that, Chen Ye couldn't be bothered to stay and turned to leave.
"Stop right there. My family doesn't need your money. You seriously injured Wang Jinxi—you owe me an explanation!"
"What explanation do you want? Weakness is the original sin. If you can't beat me, is that my problem?"
"When you fight for your life against someone, do you expect them to spare you?"
Chen Ye's words were calm, but hearing them, Zhang Ziyang fell silent.
He knew the other's words made sense, but he just couldn't accept it.
He couldn't accept that the other had severely injured his best friend over a class monitor election, nor could he accept that the two of them had used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill only to be effortlessly crushed.
But Chen Ye didn't even look at him again. He couldn't be bothered to acknowledge the surrounding classmates either. He turned and walked toward the class.
Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan were stunned for a moment, then silently followed behind Chen Ye.
Just as Gu Yue hesitated over whether to go up and comfort Chen Ye, a figure ran past the two of them and patted Chen Ye on the shoulder.
Chen Ye turned his head to look at the running Tang Wulin, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "What's up? Did Teacher Wu call me over?"
"No, let's go get breakfast. It's almost mealtime. Teacher Wu took them to the hospital. We'll be done eating before he gets back."
Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach. Chen Ye was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Alright, let's go off-campus then. There are good restaurants outside."
"We're going out for breakfast. You two coming?" Chen Ye turned his head to look at the two girls. Gu Yue nodded, then her gaze fell on Tang Wulin.
She looked at Tang Wulin, a trace of complexity in her eyes, but in the end, she said nothing more.
This meal out was paid for by Tang Wulin. He was probably trying to comfort Chen Ye this way, so Chen Ye didn't stop him.
He just planned to find another way to give him more money later.
Back in the classroom, most of the students were already seated, with only Zhang Ziyang and Wang Jinxi missing.
As Chen Ye walked in, many eyes turned toward him, then most of the students quickly lowered their heads.
A nine-year-old Three Rings powerhouse—even if they held some resentment toward Chen Ye, no one dared to call him out.
Chen Ye swept his gaze casually over the group, then returned to his seat. Wu Changkong didn't scold him.
In fact, Wu Changkong didn't even think he had done anything wrong. After all, by normal logic, if the match was over and you still launched a sneak attack, the other party's counterattack was perfectly justified. There was no issue at all.
After Wu Changkong had the whole class briefly introduce themselves, the time came to noon.
"That's all for this morning's lesson. Chen Ye, stay behind. The rest of you are dismissed."
"Starting tomorrow, formal classes begin. I'll give you a heads-up now."
"My teaching style is different from other teachers. If you're afraid of hardship or hard work, please transfer to another class. I'll speak with the director about it."
"Class dismissed."
With that, Wu Changkong turned and walked out. Chen Ye stood up and followed behind him.
The other students, however, didn't leave. Most were discussing Chen Ye, while a few talked about Wu Changkong.
A teacher so young and handsome, and a Six Rings Soul Emperor at that—
a genius like this becoming their teacher left them utterly astonished.
Arriving in the hallway, Wu Changkong headed straight downstairs, with Chen Ye following behind. The two reached a garden beside the school.
"Teacher Wu, is there something you need from me? Is it about Wang Jinxi and the other one?"
"Partially. The other part is asking what your plans are. Have you heard of the Shrek Youth Class?"
Wu Changkong's gaze was fixed on Chen Ye, his expression very serious.
Chen Ye nodded. "Of course I've heard of it. Only true geniuses can go there, and afterward they can directly join the Shrek Inner Court."
"So, do you want to go? I can help you."
"No, I don't. I want to take the normal exam for the Shrek Outer Court." Chen Ye said this decisively, because he truly had no interest in the Shrek Youth Class.
Not to mention that in this so-called Genius Youth Class, only two had ever become Shrek powerhouses.
And those two only became part of the Shrek Seven Monsters after joining the Outer Court and following the main group.
Under these circumstances, the Genius Youth Class didn't have any outstanding Female Characters.
"Then let's leave it at that. You go back first. Teacher will handle Wang Jinxi's matter—don't get involved in this."
"Alright, thank you, Teacher."
Chen Ye nodded. He really wasn't concerned about Wang Jinxi's situation.
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