A Grand Move

Extreme rage completely shattered Zhou Yi's reason.

At this moment, she had cast aside all reservations; teacher-student decorum, subsequent punishment, and public opinion were all thrown to the back of her mind.

As a devilish teacher in Shrek's Outer Court known for her strict and iron-fisted methods, she had taught for many years, yet never had a fourth-year student dared to contradict her in public or provoke her dignity.

The Su Ming before her was the first, and the most audacious of them all.

A cold glint surged in her eyes, and her aged face was filled with biting hostility; she no longer cared to consider what kind of fallout would follow after disciplining Su Ming.

Right now, there was only one thought in her mind—to ruthlessly discipline this arrogant, disrespectful youth and make him understand that the dignity of a Shrek teacher could not be desecrated in the slightest!

Hum—!

A pale silver halo of soul power suddenly exploded from Zhou Yi's body, and layers of overlapping light-masks hovered around her, illusory and mysterious.

The martial soul Eight-Sided Exquisite was instantly activated to its full extent. Eight emotional masks corresponding to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, shock, and suspicion rotated slowly, while strands of spiritual soul power, carrying immense suppressive force, permeated the surroundings.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black—six soul rings pulsed in rhythmic order. The majestic soul power of a six-ringed Soul Ancestor erupted, and the pressure belonging to a high-level soul master instantly shrouded the entire training ground.

Su Ming's expression was equally solemn. His body stood tall like a pine, golden light blazing around him. Thick and biting metallic soul power surged and churned, and his four-ringed Soul Ancestor soul rings shone brilliantly.

Without the slightest retreat, he actively channeled his soul power to meet the attack. Two distinct forces collided with a boom, causing the air to tremble violently and emit a dull, explosive sound.

Violent ripples of soul power, originating from the center of their clash, spread wildly in all directions, instantly piercing through the training ground's barrier and shooting straight into the sky.

The intense fluctuations of soul power were too conspicuous, clearly felt even from the Outer Court teaching building hundreds of meters away.

All the teachers and students who were originally attending classes, resting in the corridors, or training on the field were simultaneously drawn by the aftermath of this fierce battle.

Countless gazes were cast toward the training ground. The once-noisy campus fell silent for a moment, only to erupt into a wave of commotion.

"It's the training ground! Someone is fighting with all their might!"

"This soul power fluctuation is too strong; it's at least a battle between Soul Emperors!"

"Hurry and go see! Anyone capable of going all-out in the Outer Court is definitely no ordinary person!"

Countless students dropped what they were doing and scrambled toward the training ground, the crowd gathering like a tide.

Several patrolling Outer Court teachers also changed expressions and hurried to the scene, filled with astonishment; high-intensity private duels were extremely rare in the Outer Court.

When the crowd pushed through to see the two figures confronting each other in the center of the battlefield, the entire area fell into dead silence, followed by an uproar!

On one side was the devilish teacher Zhou Yi, whom no one in the Shrek Outer Court did not know or fear. Having managed Outer Court teaching for many years, she was so strict that even many senior students feared her like a tiger—a genuine six-ringed Soul Ancestor powerhouse.

On the other side, it was actually Su Ming, only a fourth-year student and hailed as the head of the Three Heavenly Kings of the Outer Court!

"Are they crazy?! Senior Su Ming is actually fighting Teacher Zhou Yi?!"

"My god! This is the devil Zhou Yi! How many geniuses from previous years have been trained into submission by her? And Senior Su Ming actually dares to go head-to-head with her?"

"A fourth-year Soul Ancestor against a six-ringed Soul Ancestor? This isn't even a battle on the same level!"

The students were stunned, their pupils shrinking. Exclamations rang out one after another; everyone was completely shocked by this scene that subverted their understanding.

As for the teachers who had arrived, their hearts were shaken even more. Their expressions were grave to the extreme, and their eyes churned with deep shock and disbelief.

They knew Zhou Yi's strength better than the students! As a veteran teacher of the academy, Zhou Yi had extremely rich combat experience, and her six-ringed Soul Ancestor soul power was solid and profound; ordinary five-ringed Soul Kings could hardly last dozens of rounds against her.

Yet now, a mere fourth-year student with only four-ringed Soul Ancestor cultivation was standing steadily on the battlefield, resisting Zhou Yi's full-force offensive head-on without falling behind! Such talent and combat power had already exceeded common sense!

On the battlefield, the fight had already entered a white-hot stage.

The sounds of fists and feet colliding with soul power were continuous and deafening, each clash exploding with fragments of soul power.

Su Ming dealt calmly with Zhou Yi's storm-like offensive, comparing it in his mind. Although the suppressive force of this famous Outer Court teacher was extremely strong, her attacks were tricky, swift, and hard to distinguish between real and fake, relying on the endless illusion techniques of the Eight-Sided Exquisite. However, compared to Ma Xiaotao, the Inner Court genius he had fought before, she was still a notch inferior.

Ma Xiaotao's ultimate Evil Fire carried a domineering and violent nature that destroyed everything, and that pressure nearing the limit was far beyond what Zhou Yi could compare to at this moment.

Conversely, Zhou Yi, who was fighting with all her might, felt her astonishment piling up to the limit. The more she fought, the more shocked she became, and the more absurd it felt.

She had already channeled most of her soul power and used several soul skills in succession. Illusion Mirror Confusion, Flash Shadow Raid, and Emotional Impact were layered one after another, creating an airtight and sharp offensive that could be called all-out.

Yet no matter how fiercely she attacked or how she changed her tactics, she could never truly suppress the youth before her, let alone defeat him.

What made her scalp tingle the most was Su Ming's physical strength!

Every time the youth raised his hand or threw a punch, it carried the force of Thousand Jun. The wind of his fists was heavy and whistling; in their head-on collisions, even her profound soul power would tremble, leaving her arms numb.

If she had been even slightly slow to dodge and been hit squarely by those heavy punches, she would definitely have suffered severe injuries.

What was even more bizarre was the effect of her attacks on Su Ming.

Countless sharp slashes of soul power and spiritual impacts slammed into Su Ming's body, yet they only managed to spark tiny golden embers, failing to even break through his physical defense, let alone cause any substantial damage.

A stormy sea surged in Zhou Yi's heart. She had never imagined that the physical defense of a fourth-year student could be strong to such an inconceivable degree!

What she did not know was that an invisible suppression had been shrouding the entire battlefield all along.

From the moment the battle began, Su Ming had quietly activated the Domain of Metal exclusive to the Snow Mastiff Armor. This training ground was surrounded by a large number of metal street lamps and metal fences.

Beneath the ground, steel bars and metal components were everywhere, and the ubiquitous metal elements all became the source of Su Ming's power.

The moment the Domain of Metal spread out, all the metal in the vicinity resonated with Su Ming, and a steady stream of pure metal-type power poured into his body, augmenting his strength, defense, and explosive power in every aspect.

At the same time, the domain's inherent suppressive effect quietly took hold, and an invisible metallic aura shrouded the area.

The Soul Tool imperceptibly suppressed the circulation of soul power for all opponents within its range. Zhou Yi was naturally affected as well; her soul power became sluggish and weak, her combat effectiveness invisibly diminished by a significant margin.

With the tide turning in his favor, Su Ming grew increasingly composed, handling her onslaught with ease. Though the skirmish appeared intense, he was actually holding back his full strength the entire time.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yi exhausted her barrage of soul skills. Her body faltered slightly as she entered a cooldown period—the most vulnerable moment where her old strength had faded and her new strength had yet to arise!

Now!

Su Ming's eyes narrowed. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, he did not hesitate for a second.

With a flip of his right hand, a heavy Soul Tool with a domineering and cold design instantly appeared in his palm. Its body was snow-white, featuring rigid and heavy lines like a miniature steel fortress. It was none other than his signature Soul Tool—the Gatling!