When Tang Wulin and Xie Xie arrived at the entrance of Eastsea Academy, they finally saw what had happened there.
The entrance to Eastsea Academy had been surrounded by more than two hundred burly men.
Two hundred did not sound like a particularly large number.
But the sight was still immensely oppressive.
They held all manner of weapons, including offensive Soul Tools.
This was no longer ten thousand years ago.
With the development of Soul Tool technology, offensive Soul Tools that could be used without Soul Power had long since been invented.
This had greatly narrowed the gap between ordinary people and low-level Soul Masters.
The imposing scene caused many passersby to take detours, not daring to linger for fear of getting dragged into trouble.
At the front of the group, several burly men carried a stretcher.
On it lay someone wrapped head to toe in bandages, barely recognizable as human.
The leader was a rough-looking man.
Tang Wulin immediately saw that this man bore an eighty percent resemblance to the man named Guang Long whom he and Xie Xie had encountered at the beef restaurant.
The two were undoubtedly related by blood.
Meanwhile, on Eastsea Academy's side.
The academy higher-ups had clearly noticed what was happening outside the gates.
Dean of Discipline Long Hengxu led around a dozen teachers out of the academy.
He glared furiously at the lead burly man.
"What are you trying to do?"
"Are you here to cause trouble at Eastsea Academy?"
Long Hengxu was furious inside.
Although Eastsea Academy was far inferior to top Soul Master academies like Shrek Academy and Sun Moon Federation Academy.
It was still the only intermediate Soul Master Academy in Eastsea City.
Its status in Eastsea City was extraordinary.
When had anyone ever blocked its gates like this?
Wasn't this plainly stomping Eastsea Academy's dignity into the ground?
However...
Faced with Long Hengxu's furious glare, the lead burly man looked utterly disdainful.
He curled his lips, his bald head gleaming under the sunlight.
"Cut the crap."
"My name is Guang Biao, and I'm here today to demand justice."
He pointed at the man on the stretcher.
"That's my little brother. Your academy's students beat him into this state, so you have to give me an explanation, don't you?"
Guang Biao?
Upon hearing the man's name, Long Hengxu's pupils suddenly contracted.
He was no stranger to that name.
He immediately recalled the man's identity.
Captain of the East Sea City Mecha Brigade.
A man who had risen from nothing to reach his current position.
He was something of a legend in Eastsea City.
Moreover, due to the special nature of his position as captain of the Mecha Brigade, even the city lord of Eastsea City found it difficult to order Guang Biao around.
Besides that.
He was also a genuine six-ringed Soul Emperor!
Eastsea Academy only had one Soul Emperor, Wu Zhangkong.
Therefore, after learning Guang Biao's identity, Long Hengxu had no intention of confronting him head-on.
The best outcome would be to turn a major matter into a minor one, and a minor one into nothing at all.
Thus, he revealed a smile.
"Captain Guang Biao, could there be some misunderstanding here?"
"Why don't we sit down and discuss this properly, turning hostility into friendship?"
"Not a chance." Guang Biao showed Long Hengxu no respect whatsoever and coldly rejected his proposal.
He narrowed his eyes, his attitude exceptionally domineering.
"Your academy's students beat up my little brother. That's a fact."
"No matter the reason, as his older brother, I have to stand up for him!"
"Either hand them over, or I'll lead my men inside and find them myself!"
Guang Biao snorted coldly.
His powerful Soul Power made Long Hengxu's face turn slightly pale.
He truly had not expected Guang Biao to act so overbearingly.
"Are you determined to make an enemy of Eastsea Academy?"
"So what if I am?"
Guang Biao was utterly dismissive.
As someone who had built himself up from nothing to reach his current position, he was an absolute ruthless figure.
How could a single threat from Long Hengxu frighten him?
The atmosphere immediately became tense.
Long Hengxu found himself in a difficult position as well.
He knew that in terms of raw strength, he definitely could not stop Guang Biao and his subordinates.
But as Eastsea Academy's Dean of Discipline, he could not simply back down either.
For a moment, he could neither advance nor retreat.
He was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
"Director Long!"
Seeing this, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie instinctively stepped forward.
They did not want their own affairs to trouble innocent people.
Guang Biao immediately noticed the two children, who looked exactly like the ones he had seen in the photographs.
Seeing the two who had beaten his little brother into such a state, Guang Biao narrowed his eyes.
Killing intent spilled from his gaze.
Long Hengxu's face turned pale when he saw Tang Wulin and Xie Xie step out on their own initiative.
Sure enough.
In the next moment, Guang Biao directly attacked Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.
"You two injured my little brother, so you'll have to pay the price!"
Long Hengxu gritted his teeth and released his martial soul, trying to stop Guang Biao.
But the gap in strength between them was simply too great.
After a muffled groan.
Long Hengxu was sent crashing heavily to the side.
He could only watch helplessly as Guang Biao reached for Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.
His heart sank, filled with despair.
He understood now.
That madman Guang Biao did not care in the slightest that Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were children.
If they fell into his hands, even if they managed to survive, they would likely be crippled.
Just as Long Hengxu closed his eyes, unwilling to witness the cruel scene that might follow.
A calm voice carrying a hint of laziness rang out, as though it had come from the heavens.
"I say..."
"Has Eastsea City's order deteriorated to such a state now?"
Only the voice could be heard; its owner was nowhere in sight.
Yet Guang Biao's movements came to an abrupt halt.
His entire body seemed frozen in place.
The next moment.
A cold snort rang out.
Guang Biao felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face instantly turned incomparably pale.
With a muffled groan, he staggered backward.
One hand clutching his chest, he raised his eyes in disbelief toward the source of the voice.
Thin trails of blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.
Upon hearing that voice, Long Hengxu finally let out the breath he had been holding.
That person had come.
Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, meanwhile, were overjoyed.
They quickly turned to look behind them and cried out in delight.
"Teacher Leng!"
Under everyone's gaze.
Leng Hanyuan, dressed in a black robe with his hands in his pockets, slowly walked forward.
His pure white eyes held no trace of emotion.
Yet they carried a chilling pride and confidence.
He made no unnecessary movements.
But at that moment, it seemed as though heaven and earth had lost all color.
Only that tall figure remained as the absolute protagonist.
Not far away, Wu Zhangkong, who had just been about to act, silently lowered his hand when he saw this.
He knew that since this man had stepped in, there was no need for him to act.
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
For the captain of a mere East Sea City Mecha Brigade to bring this man out in person, that really was...
Using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Guang Biao clutched his chest, feeling the chaotic Soul Power within his body. The fear in his eyes as he looked at Leng Hanyuan was completely undisguised.
"Who might you be, sir?"
He had lost all his previous arrogance and dominance.
His wariness was obvious.
Leng Hanyuan's move just now had been far too terrifying.
He did not even know how Leng Hanyuan had acted.
He had only felt an irresistible force descend upon him.
It was as though he had been struck head-on by a Soul Tool train.
He had possessed no ability to resist at all.
Although he seemed to be in decent condition now.
And had not suffered any especially obvious injuries.
In truth, however, the Soul Power inside him had already become a complete mess.
Even his internal organs felt as though they might have ruptured.
With just that one strike.
That invisible, intangible cold snort had reduced him to such a wretched state!
It was the first time Guang Biao had experienced such helplessness, like facing a bottomless black abyss.
How could a tiny Eastsea Academy possibly have someone of this caliber?
Wait!
Guang Biao suddenly remembered something.
He recalled the recent information regarding that person at Eastsea Academy.
His already pale face became utterly bloodless, nearly matching the color of Leng Hanyuan's eyes.
Impossible, right?
As that thought surfaced, Guang Biao's body began to tremble violently.
Especially after seeing Leng Hanyuan's distinctive pure white eyes, just as the rumors described, as well as the absolute strength he had displayed so effortlessly.
The ominous feeling in his heart grew ever stronger.
However, Leng Hanyuan's next words were like a massive hammer, completely shattering the last trace of hope in Guang Biao's heart.
"Leng Hanyuan, merely a part-time teacher at Eastsea Academy."
His calm voice rang in the ears of everyone present.
"Of course..."
"You may also call me the Grand Elder of the Spirit Pagoda."
Leng Hanyuan, Grand Elder of the Spirit Pagoda!
Those utterly calm words completely shattered Guang Biao's psychological defenses.
The worst possible thing had happened.
The young man who had emerged was actually the Grand Elder of the Spirit Pagoda—the very figure Eastsea Academy had been abuzz about lately, someone who had stirred up the continent and stood on the same level as the Spirit Pagoda's master!
This was no longer as simple as kicking an iron plate.
He had kicked a titanium alloy steel plate!
Someone like that was far beyond even Guang Biao's right to meet under normal circumstances!
One careless move, and it would not merely mean a swollen foot.
A broken leg would probably be an unexpected blessing.
Guang Biao forced a smile onto his lips. His ferocious bald head now looked somewhat comical:
"Um, so now..."
"Can we still make peace?"
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