Qin Ming? Die!

"Xiaoming!"

Flender hurried over and helped Qin Ming up.

"Headmaster, I'm fine."

Qin Ming forced a weak smile, though his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't you think you've gone too far?"

Flender suddenly turned and roared at Meng Shenji, the fury in his chest nearly consuming him whole.

"Heh. I can't be bothered to reason with you. You're not worthy of hearing it!"

Meng Shenji curled his lips, repeating what he had said before with a face full of mockery.

"You—"

Flender's face flushed red with rage, his chest heaving violently, yet the other man's unreasonable arrogance left him speechless.

"Qin Ming, I am now placing you under arrest for treason!"

"According to imperial law, you won't escape a single one of the ten great tortures!"

As Meng Shenji spoke, he shot Zhi Lin a meaningful look.

The two stepped forward shoulder to shoulder, their Soul Rings lighting up in unison. The pressure of two Soul Douluos descended on Qin Ming like something tangible, making even breathing difficult for him.

"I, Qin Ming, have never been weaker than anyone!"

A flash of resolve appeared in Qin Ming's eyes as his Soul Power abruptly erupted.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black—six Soul Rings rose one after another.

The phantom of a gray wolf wreathed in blazing flames appeared behind him.

Blazing Wolf Spirit, fully unleashed!

Qin Ming knew he was no match for two Soul Douluos, yet he still chose to make a final desperate stand.

But the gap in strength was ultimately an insurmountable chasm.

Facing the combined assault of two Soul Douluos, Qin Ming could not even withstand a single move before being beaten into a half-dead dog.

The people from Slime Academy watched in stunned silence, but not one dared to step forward.

Qian Cheng sat there like an