Guang Biao

Guang Biao was spitting as he berated the academy teachers when he suddenly sensed a disturbance in the crowd.

He then saw a handsome black-haired youth with a calm bearing abruptly appear before him, blocking his view.

Frowning, he looked Wang Chuan up and down and saw that the other party was young and dressed in Eastsea Academy's uniform.

Assuming he was merely some ignorant student trying to show off, he immediately snorted coldly, his tone filled with impatience and contempt:

"Kid, who the hell are you?!"

"Can't you see I'm handling something here?!"

"Get the hell out of my way!"

Wang Chuan said calmly:

"You don't need to know who I am, nor are you qualified to know."

"I'll give you one chance. Leave now..."

"And I can spare your life."

His voice was not loud, yet it rang clearly throughout the entire scene.

Guang Biao froze for a moment, seemingly unable to process what the youth had just said.

Then, as though he had heard the greatest joke in the world, he threw back his head and burst into a coarse laugh:

"Hahaha! Interesting!"

"Fucking hilarious!"

"I've been around Eastsea City for so many years, and this is the first time some snot-nosed little brat has dared speak to me like that!"

His laughter abruptly stopped. The flesh on his face twitched, and ferocity flashed in his eyes. He stepped closer until he was nearly face-to-face with Wang Chuan and snarled viciously:

"Kid, do you know who I am?"

"You dare stick your nose into my business?"

"Guang Biao, captain of the East Sea City Mecha Brigade."

Wang Chuan's tone remained calm, as though he were merely stating an irrelevant fact.

"Am I right?"

The savage grin on Guang Biao's face stiffened slightly. He had not expected the other party to expose his identity so directly.

But then he felt even more confident. He knew who he was and still dared act so arrogantly?

The kid probably had some backing, but in Eastsea City, aside from the administrative officer and a handful of powerful figures, who had Guang Biao ever feared?

Besides, he had come today to "seek justice" for his younger brother. He had righteousness on his side!

"Good that you know!"

Guang Biao straightened his back, and his voice suddenly rose, carrying an unmistakable threat.

"Since you know who I am, who the fuck gave you the nerve to talk to me like that?"

"Get lost while you still can, or I'll deal with you too!"

Wang Chuan sighed softly. There was a faint hint of helplessness in that sigh, as though he regretted that the other man had thrown away his final chance.

"I already gave you an opportunity."

The instant his words fell...

Wang Chuan's aura abruptly changed!

A pair of magnificent broad wings, too exquisite to describe in words, suddenly unfolded from his back!

Unlike their former pure five colors, the wings now shimmered with a resplendent seven-colored radiance!

The seven colors blended harmoniously, flowing without end.

Each color corresponded to the radiance of an element, symbolizing that Wang Chuan could now wield the powers of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, light, and darkness—the seven elements!

With a gentle flap of his wings, tiny seven-colored motes drifted through the air. They were breathtakingly beautiful, yet carried an immense pressure that made hearts tremble.

What made everyone present—including Guang Biao—instantly constrict their pupils and stop breathing was...

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple?

No!

Black, black, black, black!

Four Soul Rings flickering with noble black halos rose one by one beneath Wang Chuan's feet, circling around him!

Four... Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings?!

Four rings?

All Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings?!

How was that possible?!!

The overwhelming shock shattered all understanding, plunging the academy entrance into deathly silence.

The fierceness on every burly man's face was instantly replaced by horror and fear. The hands clutching their weapons began trembling involuntarily.

The Eastsea Academy students watching nearby were utterly dumbfounded. Some even suspected they were hallucinating and rubbed their eyes hard.

The savage grin on Guang Biao's face completely froze, transforming into incredulous terror.

He pointed at Wang Chuan, his finger shaking as his voice turned shrill and distorted from extreme shock.

"You! You! You!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

He was not an idiot. Seeing this Soul Ring configuration that defied all common sense, he knew without a doubt that he had kicked an iron plate far thicker than he could ever imagine!

Anyone with such a configuration possessed a background and strength that likely surpassed anything he could comprehend!

Watching Guang Biao's ghost-stricken expression, Wang Chuan shook his head helplessly and muttered under his breath:

"Talking to idiots is exhausting."

He said no more. He merely raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and casually pressed downward through the air in Guang Biao's direction.

The movement was light and effortless.

Yet the instant his finger descended, the air above Guang Biao suddenly twisted!

Vast seven-colored elemental light gathered madly, condensing in the blink of an eye into an illusory seven-colored finger over two meters in diameter!

Then, carrying the majestic might of Heaven that could suppress all things!

It pressed toward Guang Biao below...

With unstoppable force!

"Roar—!!!"

At the brink of life and death, Guang Biao unleashed every ounce of his potential!

With a furious roar, his body abruptly swelled. Iron-gray scales instantly covered his entire body, and he grew to nearly three meters tall, radiating the aura of a savage prehistoric beast.

His Martial Soul: the Iron Armored Dragon!

At the same time, two yellow and four purple Soul Rings rapidly rose from beneath his feet.

A Six-Ring Soul Emperor!

In Eastsea City, that was already no weak cultivation.

"Iron Armored Dragon Body!"

Guang Biao roared.

His First Soul Ring blazed brightly. Over the surface of his already scale-covered body, another heavy layer of iron-gray keratin instantly formed, greatly increasing his defense.

He stomped the ground fiercely, the muscles in both arms bulging as he crossed them above his head, attempting to withstand the descending seven-colored giant finger head-on!

However, before the absolute gap in power and level, his struggle appeared so pale and powerless.

The instant the seven-colored giant finger collided with Guang Biao's crossed arms.

The stone slabs beneath Guang Biao's feet cracked inch by inch!

His knees could not endure the immense force, like Mount Tai crushing down upon him, and he crashed to his knees!

"Ah—!!!"

A piercing scream erupted from Guang Biao's mouth.

The scales and keratin on his arms shattered and broke apart at a visible rate, blood spraying everywhere!

He gave it everything he had, frantically pouring out Soul Power. The phantom of an Iron Armored Dragon flickered behind him with mournful cries, yet he still could not stop the seven-colored giant finger from pressing down slowly and relentlessly.

Everyone held their breath, watching in horror at a sight that seemed both like a divine miracle descending and a demon god's judgment.

A Six-Ring Soul Emperor had been rendered so utterly helpless by the casual finger of a teenage Soul Master!

Like an ant!

At last, the seven-colored light flickered faintly before abruptly dispersing.

That terrifying giant finger likewise transformed into countless motes of light and slowly drifted away.

Having lost all support, Guang Biao seemed to have been drained of every last bit of strength. Covered in blood, his arms bent at unnatural angles.

He collapsed limply into the crater his knees had made in the ground, his eyes rolled back as he fell unconscious.

The entire scene was deathly silent; one could have heard a needle drop.

Only the wind whipping through the flags could be heard...

Along with the heavy breathing that some people could not control.

Wang Chuan's gaze passed over the unconscious Guang Biao and settled on the more than two hundred burly men behind him, who had long since been scared senseless and drained of color.

"Get lost!"