Master and Disciple Beaten, Shrek Academy Disciples Stunned

"What, if you're scared, you can choose to surrender. There's no shame in surrendering. Otherwise, when I beat you into a pig's head later, don't go crying to your teacher."

Dai Mubai stretched his muscles. He had not felt satisfied when teaching Xue Beng a lesson earlier. Now that someone who seemed fairly capable had come along, he would test just how much he was worth.

Lin Yuan was amused by Dai Mubai's words. Like teacher, like disciple indeed. His temper really was similar to Flender's.

"Boss Dai, let me handle this one."

At that moment, Tang San, with his center-parted hair, stepped out from the crowd. He also wanted to test the strength of Heaven Dou Royal Academy's disciples and take this opportunity to properly promote Shrek Academy.

Dai Mubai said with a smile, "All right, I'll leave it to you. Remember to beat him into a pig's head and teach these lofty noble disciples a good lesson."

"No problem."

Tang San nodded and stepped forward. His left hand rested behind his back while his right hand opened before him. A strand of purplish-blue Blue Silver Grass rose from his palm.

At the same time, three optimal soul rings silently rose around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple!

Lin Yuan looked at Tang San, who had assumed an attacking stance. As a transmigrator, he recognized the other party's identity.

If he was not mistaken, this center-parted man was Tang San, the hypocrite from Douluo Continent.

In his previous life, he had also deeply despised Tang San's actions.

When Tang San killed soul beasts, it was supposedly justice. When others killed soul beasts, it was an unforgivable sin. He truly was a blatant hypocrite.

Lin Yuan held one hand behind his back and looked calmly at Tang San. With a teasing smile, he said, "Will you go first, or shall I?"

"Then I'll take the lead!"

Tang San narrowed his eyes and gave Lin Yuan no chance to speak again. His legs suddenly exerted force, and he shot toward Lin Yuan like a spring.

At the same time, dozens of arm-thick strands of Blue Silver Grass swept in from every direction, tightly binding Lin Yuan's body.

Lin Yuan remained perfectly composed. He showed no sign of releasing his martial soul throughout the entire exchange. Instead, as Tang San approached, he merely rolled up his sleeve naturally.

Just as Tang San was about to attack, Lin Yuan swung his right hand without hesitation. Tang San only felt a force strike his cheek. Then, as if he had been hit by some kind of energy, his body flew like a kite with its string cut, drawing a perfect arc through the air before smashing heavily into the ground.

Scalding blood sprayed from Tang San's nose and mouth. He lay sprawled on the ground, his cheek already swollen and bruised beyond recognition. Several of his teeth had even been shattered.

The scene immediately fell silent. Everyone stood frozen in place. Even Dean Flander, a level seventy-eight Soul Saint, could not help but draw in a sharp breath.

He had not even seen how Lin Yuan attacked...

Xiao Wu was the first to react. She hurriedly pounced toward where Tang San had fallen. When she saw Tang San covered in blood, with even his teeth shattered, she instantly broke down.

"Brother!"

Tang San had already been knocked unconscious by that slap. The left side of his face had caved in completely. If Tang San had not been a level thirty-three Soul Elder, that slap would likely have killed him on the spot.

The Shrek Academy disciples could not believe it either. Within the academy, Tang San's strength was absolutely among the best.

Even Zhao Wuji, known as the Immovable Bright King, had suffered at his hands. Yet now, he had been sent flying with a single slap by a young man who appeared to be only twenty years old.

Dean Flander furrowed his brow and strode forward. He immediately injected his Soul Power into Tang San's body, then looked at Lin Yuan with an odd expression. "Friend, wasn't that a little too heavy-handed?"

Lin Yuan answered indifferently, "Your people provoked me first. I merely helped you teach your disciples a lesson. Is there a problem with that?"

"You!" Flender was immediately rendered speechless. After all, the Shrek disciples had indeed provoked him first, so it was only natural that they got beaten in return. But Tang San had nearly been beaten into an idiot. Who could possibly accept that?

Furthermore, Tang San had another identity—he was the biological son of Tang Hao, the youngest Title Douluo of the current era. Was this person not afraid of Tang Hao coming for revenge?!

At that moment, Tang San's teacher walked over. Seeing his disciple in such a state, anger surged in his heart.

"Friend, I am a teacher at Shrek Academy. Everyone calls me Master. With your cultivation, you should have heard of me, right?"

Without hesitation, Lin Yuan viciously kicked Master in the stomach. Caught off guard, Master's eyes widened like bells. His body shot away like a cannonball, crashing through more than a dozen trees before finally managing to stop.

Pfft!

Scarlet blood continuously spilled from Master's mouth. His body staggered before he crashed heavily to the ground. The tearing pain made his breathing abnormally ragged.

"I've heard of you. But everyone says you're nothing more than trash."

Lin Yuan sneered.

"You..." Master's entire body trembled, cold sweat pouring down his face. Blood mixed with saliva continuously flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Even though he had already reached level twenty-nine, a Soul Grandmaster, Lin Yuan's kick still made him feel as though his soul had nearly returned to the underworld.

"Hiss—"

The people of Shrek Academy were once again shocked, sucking in cold breaths as disbelief filled their eyes. They could not believe that this man even dared to beat Master the Wise.

Seeing his good brother beaten, Dean Flander clearly could not remain seated any longer. Disregarding his status, he stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, and seven soul rings abruptly emerged from his body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

"I'd like to see whether a brat like you, barely twenty years old, can withstand the attack of a Soul Saint!"

Dean Flander removed his glasses and glared fiercely at Lin Yuan. He was determined to seek justice for Xiao Gang.

Lin Yuan glanced at Dean Flander's soul ring configuration and smiled faintly. "You have only seven soul rings. Why insist on courting death?"

"Since that is the case, today I'll let you see what a true powerhouse is."

Lin Yuan lightly stepped his right foot onto the ground. In an instant, surging Soul Power spread outward like raging waves. The air itself twisted everywhere it passed.

At the same time, soul rings symbolizing status and strength continuously rose around him.

A total of nine soul rings silently appeared around his body.

Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red, red!