Battle Zhou Yi! Xuanyuan Sword!

The moment Zhou Yi finished speaking, she immediately leaped toward Jiang Yang to launch an attack.

A loud "bang" echoed through the room.

It was as if two afterimages had flickered past.

By the time everyone turned their heads, they saw Zhou Yi, who had been attacking Jiang Yang, standing back on the open ground outside the classroom door, while Jiang Yang remained exactly where he had been standing in the student area.

At such a sight, everyone's eyes went wide with shock.

Wang Dong, standing to the side and right in the center of the exchange, felt as if her heart had skipped a beat.

Another person equally stunned was a little girl with twin tails; her cherry-red mouth had been hanging open since the start and had yet to close.

"What's the rush?"

"If you want to cause a scene, at least wait until I step outside."

By the time Jiang Yang finished this sentence, he had already appeared behind Zhou Yi.

"Is he even human?!"

"Why is Jiang Yang's speed so fast!"

"An Agility-type Soul Master?"

"No! I didn't even see him activate his Martial Soul!!"

"Hiss—"

After everyone finished chattering in a flurry, they all drew a sharp breath at the same time.

The gap between people was simply too vast.

"Is this really a first-year student?"

Dai Huabin was dumbfounded.

At first, when he heard those rumors, he hadn't believed them.

Because he believed that among his peers, he was already strong enough.

Even if a first-year student appeared who was slightly stronger than him, it was absolutely impossible for them to be strong enough to provoke a sixth-year senior without being utterly crushed.

The only logical explanation was that this was a long-planned, staged performance.

Therefore, Dai Huabin had sent people to investigate Jiang Yang's background.

After discovering only mundane information, he became even more certain of his judgment.

It was nothing more than the illegitimate child of some big shot.

In high-society noble circles, this was already an open secret.

As the legitimate son of Duke White Tiger and possessing outstanding talent, he naturally disdained associating with such people.

This was why he was so shocked after seeing Jiang Yang's strength with his own eyes.

"Jiang Yang is so amazing!"

"And he's so handsome too!"

Xiao Xiao said, looking a bit infatuated.

"You still have the mood to focus on that?!"

Wang Dong retorted directly, glared at Xiao Xiao, and then rushed toward the outside.

As if her lead had broken the dam, the rest of the students couldn't help but rush out as well.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

"First Soul Skill—"

"Dragon Fire!"

Zhou Yi roared in an instant.

A red-attribute dragon claw swiped toward Jiang Yang behind her the very next moment.

But Jiang Yang dodged it with a stylish turn.

He still hadn't activated his Martial Soul!

"Why won't he use his Martial Soul?!"

"He's too arrogant! Teacher Zhou is a six-ring Soul Emperor-level powerhouse!!"

"Could it be that he's a Support-type Soul Master?"

Someone said this, immediately drawing eye-rolls from the crowd.

"Are you saying that Jiang Yang, a three-ring Soul Elder Support-type, is bold enough to single-handedly challenge that old witch, a six-ring Soul Emperor?!"

Dai Huabin cupped his hands together and mocked him directly.

The man was so retorted that he didn't dare to speak.

This was indeed somewhat anti-intellectual.

"What? A support-type three-ring Soul Elder freshman, challenging a six-ring Soul Emperor teacher to a duel?!"

A young girl's voice suddenly came from not far away.

Although her face could not be seen, one could tell from her voice that she was extremely excited at this moment.

"Wu Feng! Yun'er!"

"Quick! Follow me and go take a look!"

After saying that, the girl didn't care about anything else and ran over directly from the Class Nine area.

"Hey! Ning Tian! Wait for me!"

Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er had no choice but to run along with her in a frenzy.

As for the students near Ning Tian and the others, seeing the three of them run off, they merely glanced back at Teacher Mu Jin, who didn't know where she was going, before following them as well.

"Are you still not going to activate your Martial Soul?!"

"Fine--"

"You forced my hand!"

Seeing that Jiang Yang had dodged three of her first soul skills in a row without any intention of activating his Martial Soul, Zhou Yi grew even more furious.

Originally, she had intended to hold back some strength to avoid killing or crippling this student, which would result in punishment from the academy.

But seeing the current situation, if she didn't go all out, she would lose all face here.

Therefore, she hardened her heart and shouted, "Second Soul Skill: Red Dragon Impact Cannon!"

She spat out a high-speed, high-temperature fire-attribute energy cannon from her mouth, charging toward Jiang Yang.

If this were to land, even a Soul King would lose a layer of skin, let alone a three-ring Soul Elder.

At this moment, she no longer cared whether Jiang Yang lived or died.

Anyway, even if the sky fell, her husband would be there to hold it up.

"Ah? Teacher Zhou actually used her second soul skill!"

"How could she do this!"

Xiao Xiao could no longer hold back.

She subconsciously wanted to rush up to help, but before she could truly make up her mind, a gust of wind had already rushed past her.

"Second Soul Skill--"

"Butterfly Goddess Light!"

Suddenly, wings sprouted from Wang Dong's back as he flew into mid-air, his wings firing golden orbs of light toward Zhou Yi that exploded upon contact, significantly mitigating Zhou Yi's offensive.

"Good! How bold!!"

"Then I shall beat both of you to the ground and expel you both!!"

Seeing that there were students who dared to challenge her authority, Zhou Yi was so angry her liver felt like it was about to explode!

"Jiang Yang, why haven't you activated your Martial Soul yet!"

Wang Dong said anxiously.

"Heh--"

Jiang Yang smiled faintly.

He merely kept his left hand behind his back and tapped his foot lightly; three soul rings instantly emerged around his body, and his right hand gripped a long sword glowing with golden light.

The patterns on the hilt were ancient and simple, feeling warm yet carrying an eternal chill to the touch.

The blade shimmered with flowing light, engraved with the sun, moon, and stars on one side, and mountains, rivers, plants, and trees faintly appearing on the other.

The holy sword aura was restrained and unleashed, yet a majestic pressure surged from his palm. The ancient sword seemed to merge with his body, and as it hung quietly in his grip, it carried an expansive air of suppressing the heavens and pacifying the four seas.

"Holy crap!"

"Holy crap!!"

"What kind of Martial Soul is this? So... so cool!"

"You're still looking at the Martial Soul? Are you blind! Look at those soul rings!!"

"Ah? Holy crap!"

"Ten... ten... ten-thousand-year spirit ring?!"

Everyone was stunned once again.

Wang Dong's eyes widened instantly, and Xiao Xiao covered her mouth in astonishment.

Dai Huabin nearly lost his footing.

Not to mention Ning Tian and the rest of the Freshman Class Nine students who had rushed over in a hurry.

They were all terrified by this scene.

That's right, not just shocked, but genuinely terrified.

Two purple thousand-year spirit rings, and one black ten-thousand-year spirit ring!

"Th-this, this, this..."

"Holy crap, brothers! What kind of spirit ring configuration is this?!"

"My god! Is he even human?!"

"Quick, quick, quick, pinch me! I'm not seeing things, am I?!!"