Under Zhang Zhuan and Yang He's attacks, Tang San couldn't defend himself at all. He even used Hidden Weapons, but they were no use. Qian Renyu had already told them that Tang San used Hidden Weapons, so Zhang Zhuan and Yang He had been prepared.
Soon, Tang San, covered in wounds with his arms and legs broken, was tossed down beside Xiao Wu like a dead dog.
Seeing Tang San thrown over, Xiao Wu knew she was finished.
Sure enough, Zhang Zhuan came over and kicked Xiao Wu in the face.
Most of Xiao Wu's teeth had already been knocked out the last time she was beaten. This time, everything but her front teeth was kicked out, and a mouthful of her hundred-thousand-year-old blood sprayed out.
Then came her two rabbit legs,
Crack, crack.
Then her two rabbit arms,
Crack, crack.
With all four limbs broken, she couldn't move.
Just then, someone shouted from the distance, "You audacious ruffians! How dare you hurt people at Nuoding Academy!"
The newcomer was Zhu Bajie, the dean of Nuoding Academy.
Behind him were two more people: Su Daqiang, the academy's director of studies, and the useless Yu Xiaogang.
When Qian Renyu had Zhang Zhuan and Yang He spar with Tang San, classes had just ended. There were many students watching, so naturally someone had gone to report it to the dean.
Seeing his precious disciple Tang San beaten nearly to death, Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned red. This was the little white mouse he'd worked so hard to trick into his hands. If he got hurt, Yu Xiaogang would never find another such talented and gullible one.
When he saw that the one who'd beaten Tang San was Qian Renyu, he recognized him at once as the person who had rejected him before. His two servants had even kicked him twice. He hurriedly said to his friend Zhu Bajie, the dean of Nuoding Academy, "Dean, someone this young is already using such vicious force. Imagine what he'll be like when he grows up! He must be punished severely."
The dean, Zhu Bajie, was Yu Xiaogang's friend and naturally understood what he meant. "Don't worry, Grandmaster. The person who did the beating is a student of Nuoding Academy. As dean, I'll handle this impartially and punish him severely."
As he spoke, Zhu Bajie released his Martial Soul Rings: three yellow and one purple, four in total. He was a Soul Ancestor.
Qian Renyu didn't even bother to look at him. Behind him, Zhang Zhuan and Yang He released their own Martial Soul Rings: two yellow, two purple, and one black, five in total.
"A Soul King—and with the standard configuration, too." Zhu Bajie realized he'd picked a fight with someone he couldn't afford to offend, and couldn't help glaring at Yu Xiaogang.
But Yu Xiaogang didn't think much of it. He clasped his hands behind his back, puffed out his chest, and lifted his chin. "So what if you're Soul Kings? You hurt someone, so you should be punished. Isn't that right, Dean?" As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang looked at Zhu Bajie, the dean of Nuoding Academy.
Hearing Yu Xiaogang say that, Zhu Bajie cursed the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in his heart.
If you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself? Why drag me into this? If your father weren't the clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, I'd have kicked you out long ago. Instead, I've had to let you eat and freeload here.
Though that was what he thought, he couldn't say it aloud. "Grandmaster, it's perfectly normal for students to spar and learn from each other. They're still young, and may not have mastered control over their Martial Souls. Accidental injuries happen. We shouldn't interfere in matters between students."
But Yu Xiaogang didn't want to let it go. He had to avenge the two kicks he'd taken.
Although he, Yu Xiaogang, a useless twenty-ninth-level Soul Master, couldn't beat two Soul Kings, and neither could Zhu Bajie, the dean of Nuoding Academy, surely the Clear Sky Douluo could beat them.
Just yesterday, Tang Hao had found Yu Xiaogang, told him Tang San's identity, and given him a Pope's Order.
Although Tang Hao had left as soon as he'd finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang didn't believe the Clear Sky Douluo would really leave a genius with Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power out in the open without secretly protecting him.
You could call Yu Xiaogang useless, but you couldn't say he wasn't clever.
So Yu Xiaogang was taking a gamble—and one with a ninety-nine percent chance of success.
Yu Xiaogang had indeed bet right. Tang Hao was nearby and knew everything that was happening. But he couldn't do anything, because Qianjun Douluo was watching him. The moment Tang Hao tried to move, Qianjun Douluo's aura pinned him down, leaving him too afraid to budge.
So Yu Xiaogang wouldn't back down. "He beat Xiao San and Xiao Wu until they were crippled. How can you just let him go? At the very least, he should be made just like Xiao San."
Zhu Bajie thought: Damn you, Yu Xiaogang.
Just then, Su Daqiang, the director of studies, suddenly spoke up. "Dean, don't you still have documents in your office that need approving? They're urgent, and I'm waiting to use them."
"Documents? What? Oh, right, right, Director Su. If you hadn't mentioned it, I'd have forgotten. Come on, let's go. I'll approve them for you right now."
With that, Zhu Bajie and Su Daqiang hurried off at top speed.
Seeing this, Qian Renyu glanced at Yu Xiaogang, then at Zhang Zhuan and Yang He beside him.
Zhang Zhuan and Yang He slowly walked toward Yu Xiaogang.
"Heh heh heh."
Then Yu Xiaogang could be heard—
"Ow!"
"Ah!"
"My arm!"
"My leg!"
"My fingers!"
"Wait, even my toes—"
"Ow!"
Now Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Yu Xiaogang were all lying on the ground together.
After the beating, Qian Renyu took Zhang Zhuan and Yang He out to eat. But just as they were leaving, he couldn't help himself and slapped Xiao Wu twice, once on each cheek.
After the three of them left, Zhu Bajie, the dean of Nuoding Academy, and Su Daqiang, the director of studies, came over to Yu Xiaogang. Zhu Bajie really didn't want to deal with this useless man, but the man had a powerful father.
There was no choice. They couldn't afford to offend him.
Zhu Bajie said to Su Daqiang, "Director Su, please find the cheapest healing-type Soul Master you can. Ideally, one who'll work for free. Have them treat these three."
Su Daqiang thought to himself: Healing-type Soul Masters are never cheap, let alone free. The cheapest would be Old Zhang, over in the east of town. But he's a veterinarian who specializes in delivering piglets. Would that even work?
Who cares? He's not treating me. Old Zhang it is.
With that in mind, Su Daqiang said, "Don't worry, Dean. I'll find you the cheapest one."
Zhu Bajie nodded slightly. "I trust you to handle it."
After Su Daqiang left, Zhu Bajie glanced east, then west. Once he was sure no one was around, he went over to Yu Xiaogang.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was still unconscious, Zhu Bajie raised his right foot and looked at his face, then gave the sole of his shoe the chance to make full contact with the Grandmaster's features.
Once his right foot had made contact, he switched to his left.
Once his left cheek had been covered, he switched to his right.
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