Brawl!

"Though, Master, I have to admit that calling something a Self-Created Soul Skill does sound pretty cool."

"But isn't it a little weird to give every move you make a name?"

Dugu Bo gave his Little Monster another strange look.

"Master, you don't get it. Not only does it look impressive, it also keeps my opponents guessing about which moves are actually Soul Skills."

"And every now and then, I can catch them completely off guard."

Back at the academy.

"Master, there's one other thing I didn't mention: shouting the names really is cool!"

After muttering to himself, he looked at his classmates' furious barrage of attacks and broke into a huge grin.

He shot forward like lightning, charging into the crowd and heading straight for the nearest person.

"Dragon Claw Strike!" With a furious shout, Yu Tianshuo's left hand instantly transformed into a massive claw. It shot toward his enemy at astonishing speed and tore into him.

The strike was devastating. With a single blow, a deep, jagged wound appeared in the man's chest, exposing bone as blood sprayed everywhere.

But Yu Tianshuo's assault didn't stop there.

He immediately turned his claw into a fist and shouted,

"Chaotic Dragon Fist!"

A storm of fists rained down on three more people closing in from behind.

His fierce barrage struck like thunder, leaving the three men no chance to fight back. They were sent flying in an instant.

Just as Yu Tianshuo sent the three men flying, several thick vines burst from the ground around him. They swiftly coiled around his body like venomous snakes, trying to trap him.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Yu Tianshuo wasn't the least bit afraid.

He let out a loud shout!

"World-Shaking Dragon Hammer!"

His tail whipped around, unleashing a powerful force like a cannonball that smashed into the vines.

A series of sharp cracks rang out as the tough vines shattered, their fragments flying in every direction.

What's more, the force of his tail swept up several Agility-type Soul Masters who had tried to sneak attack him amid the chaos, sending them flying too.

Yu Tianshuo's overwhelming strength left everyone present stunned.

Next, Yu Tianshuo unleashed the Dragon Might within him. Like a furious dragon, he radiated a terrifying aura.

His gaze blazed as it locked onto the most densely packed part of the crowd. Then he let out a furious roar!

"Dragon Roar Wave!"

The roar exploded like a thunderclap on a clear day, deafening everyone around him.

Those cowed by the Dragon Might felt their legs go weak. Some of the less hardy ones were so terrified that they wet themselves.

"Monster! That guy's a monster! Run!" someone screamed in terror. The shout seemed to set the fear in everyone's hearts ablaze. Those who had still been hesitating scattered like startled rabbits.

"Stop running! Get back here, all of you! You useless trash!"

Xue Beng leaned against the wall, roaring furiously at the fleeing crowd.

But his threats had no effect. The others were already blinded by fear; they couldn't care less about his yelling.

Watching the crowd scatter like birds and beasts, Xue Beng spat up another mouthful of blood in rage, but there was nothing he could do.

His gaze fell on Yu Tianshuo, who was walking toward him one step at a time.

Yu Tianshuo's steps were light, yet with every one, Xue Beng's heart pounded faster. Before he knew it, his crotch was growing damp.

He watched in terror as Yu Tianshuo walked over to the man who had just been mocking him alongside Xue Beng, then stomped on the man's head without hesitation.

Blood sprayed everywhere, and brains flew. The sight was gruesome and horrifying.

Xue Beng could no longer bear the terror. His mental defenses collapsed completely.

Like a startled rabbit, he scrambled up from beside the wall and desperately ran toward the stairwell, muttering, "As long as I can... get there, as long as I can..."

But his hopes were dashed almost immediately.

He hadn't run far when Yu Tianshuo appeared behind him like a ghost.

Sensing him there, Xue Beng couldn't take it anymore. He turned around and kowtowed.

"I was wrong! Big brother, please spare me! I really was wrong!"

Watching this, Yu Tianshuo remained expressionless and simply said,

"You don't know you were wrong. You just know you're about to die."

With that, he swiped his Dragon Claw at Xue Beng's face.

At that moment, a figure appeared and blocked the deadly strike.

"Young friend, the rest of that trash don't matter, but this is His Majesty's fourth son. If he dies, it'll cause a huge disaster."

The old man smiled as he blocked Yu Tianshuo's attack with his Iron Staff Martial Soul.

"What if I say no?"

As he spoke, he increased the force in his hand.

"Hmph. A little spring breeze, and you think you're blooming already, brat?"

"I'll teach you a proper lesson on behalf of your elders."

As he spoke, the old man released his Soul Rings.

"White, yellow, yellow, purple, purple."

The old man was a Five-Ring Soul King.

His third Soul Ring lit up, and the Iron Staff began to grow longer.

Yu Tianshuo had no choice but to hurry backward to absorb the force.

"Not bad. Come again!"

With that, the old man's Second Soul Ring lit up, and his attack came even faster.

"Nine Dragon Protection Seal!"

Though it was called the Nine Dragon Protection Seal, in reality, only a single golden dragon phantom covered Yu Tianshuo's body.

He raised both hands in a defensive stance and took the blow head-on.

Then he thrust both hands upward, knocking the staff aside under the old man's stunned gaze.

He followed the length of the staff, closing in on the old man at speed.

"Dragon Claw Strike!"

The Dragon Claw on his left hand grew larger and swiped toward the old man's face.

"Clang!"

The old man's fourth Soul Skill lit up, forming an invisible shield around him.

The moment the attack was blocked, the old man shot backward, still talking as he retreated.

"What terrifying strength. Are you really a One-Ring Soul Master?"

"But this ends here. Fifth Soul Skill: Cloak Staff Technique!"

Soul Power stirred into a wind around the old man, gradually wrapping itself around his Iron Staff.

He stepped forward, intending to kill the boy who didn't know his place with a single blow.

Yu Tianshuo poured Soul Power into the Dragon Claw on his right hand, ready to bat the attack aside before smashing the old man's head in with his left.

But just then, the world turned black and white.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Time Solidification."

Dugu Bo emerged slowly from the far end of the passage, dressed in a dark green robe.

As he passed Xue Beng, he flicked out a drop of dark red liquid. It slipped into Xue Beng's body.

By the time he reached the old man, time had resumed its normal flow.

Dugu Bo spoke coolly.

"No useless fool like you needs to teach my child a lesson."