You Want to Kill Me?

Yu Xiaogang's face twisted into a grimace, and without a moment's hesitation, he unleashed his first soul skill!

Intense fluctuations of soul power converged upon Luo Sanpao's round, plump body.

Luo Sanpao inhaled sharply, its already bloated belly swelling instantly like a ball. A thick, pungent yellow fog, carrying a potent numbing effect, shot out like a cannonball toward Qian Renxue's back!

The attack came with shocking suddenness!

No one expected that Yu Xiaogang, who styled himself a "Master of Theory" and always maintained the air of a scholar, would lose his composure so completely as to launch a soul skill attack against someone he had labeled a "commoner."

"Teacher! No!" Tang San's face changed drastically as he cried out in alarm.

He knew the power of his teacher's move all too well. While its lethality wasn't top-tier, the foul stench and numbing effect were enough to cause immense pain and humiliation to any commoner or low-level soul master.

He instinctively tried to rush forward to stop it, but the event was too sudden and the distance too short; he was simply too late!

Xiao Wu's eyes widened, her face filled with shock and a hint of disgust. "This Master is truly shameless!"

The yellow fog, carrying its acrid stench, instantly engulfed the small area where Qian Renxue stood.

However, the moment the yellow fog was about to touch Qian Renxue's back—

A brilliant, dazzling golden light erupted from within Qian Renxue's body without any warning!

"Hum—!"

The golden light acted like a solid barrier, instantly sealing off the foul-smelling yellow smoke.

The golden light flickered and vanished as if it had never appeared.

Qian Renxue did not even pause her stride, as if she had merely brushed away a speck of insignificant dust.

She turned around slowly, her deep, calm eyes now as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, piercing straight through Yu Xiaogang.

"A sneak attack?" Qian Renxue's voice was flat and ripple-free, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness and undisguised contempt.

"Is this the measure of a 'Master' like you? When your theories fail to hold up, you resort to such low-handed tactics to vent your anger?"

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over Luo Sanpao and the two yellow soul rings in front of Yu Xiaogang, her lips curling into a faint, mocking arc.

"A level twenty-nine Great Soul Master, launching a sneak attack on a 'commoner'... Heh, your martial soul theory and combat conduct are truly breathtaking."

Yu Xiaogang was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place, his complexion shifting from pale to a deathly grey.

The opponent hadn't even summoned a martial soul; merely releasing soul power had effortlessly neutralized his attack! The gap... it was a chasm!

The opponent was no waste who couldn't awaken a martial soul! The reason he couldn't sense soul power before was because the other party had deliberately suppressed it! This "Ye Yang"... he had hidden himself so deeply!

"You... what exactly are you..." Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled. Shock and confusion overwhelmed his shame and anger, leaving him unable to utter a complete sentence.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were completely stunned. Tang San stared at the golden light that had instantly dispersed the yellow smoke, feeling the fleeting yet terrifyingly powerful radiance of the soul power fluctuations, and his heart churned with turbulent waves. Brother Ye Yang... he was actually a soul master?! And his strength... was unfathomable! He hadn't sensed a thing before! His teacher had truly... kicked an iron plate this time!

Xiao Wu's eyes sparkled, and she looked at "Ye Yang" with wonder and excitement. "Wow! So cool! A flash of golden light and that stinky fart was gone! That was awesome!"

Qian Renxue looked coldly at the distraught Yu Xiaogang, her eyes devoid of any ripples.

She slowly raised her hand. "Releasing a soul skill outside the Soul Fighting Arena is tantamount to a declaration of war, not to mention that you launched a sneak attack. Should I assume you intended to kill me?"

As she spoke, a golden divine dragon encased in metal roared into existence around Qian Renxue, guarding her at the center as if she were a Heavenly Emperor walking the mortal realm!

An invisible pressure, originating from the level of the soul, descended abruptly!

Radiant Emperor War Dragon!

It was no longer the fleeting, phantom dragon head seen during the test, but a full-bodied manifestation descending upon the world!

Its entire body was covered in golden dragon scales as brilliant as molten sun, each scale flowing with the radiance of the five elements.

The sharpness of metal, the flexibility of wood, the concealment of water, the rising heat of fire, and the harmony of earth.

The dragon's body was long and filled with a sense of power, coiling around Qian Renxue.

The massive dragon head held high, its eyes opening and closing to shoot forth golden light that pierced the void.

The moment the Radiant Emperor War Dragon appeared, the small garden of Nuoding Academy seemed to freeze instantly.

The sunlight lost its warmth, the air stopped flowing, and all subtle sounds—the chirping of insects, the rustle of the wind, the distant laughter of students—were utterly crushed by an invisible pressure originating from the soul.

This was not a deliberate release of soul power, but an absolute suppression of lower beings brought about by the inherent status of the martial soul itself!

Yu Xiaogang bore the brunt of it.

The moment the Radiant Emperor War Dragon's majestic eyes swept over him, and that pressure—vast as a sea of stars and noble as an emperor—descended like a solid mountain—

"Urgh—!"

Yu Xiaogang felt an unimaginable, irresistible force slam into his soul and body!

The level twenty-nine soul power he took such pride in was as insignificant as dust before this force!

His mutated, failed martial soul, Luo Sanpao, let out a "Luo-luo" cry of extreme terror.

It instantly transformed into a streak of purple light and retreated into Yu Xiaogang's body, as if it had encountered its natural nemesis, unable to even muster a thought of resistance!

"Thump!"

A dull, heavy sound echoed!

Yu Xiaogang's knees were struck as if by an invisible hammer; unable to support his rigid body any longer, he collapsed heavily and without a shred of dignity to the ground!

His knees struck the stone path of the garden with a teeth-grinding thud.

He tried to struggle, tried to mobilize his soul power to resist, but the energy within him felt frozen, refusing to obey his commands.

His body trembled violently, every inch of his muscles spasming and wailing under that supreme dragon might.

Beads of cold sweat instantly soaked his gray robe, rolling down his paper-white cheeks.

He desperately tried to lift his head to catch a glimpse of the figure within the radiance, but his neck felt as if it had been filled with lead, so heavy that he could barely maintain his bowed posture, his forehead nearly touching the cold ground.

Tang San and Xiao Wu, standing to the side, were not entirely spared either.

Tang San felt an indescribable sense of heaviness instantly crush his heart, his breath hitching in his throat.

Xiao Wu's face drained of color, turning deathly pale.

As a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form, her perception of high-level bloodline pressure was even keener than Tang San's.

She instinctively took a step back, clutching Tang San's arm tightly, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

This "Brother Ye Yang"... what kind of monster was he?!

The power of this martial soul reminded her of those terrifying existences deep within the Star Dou Forest!