Wu Changkong is Kicked Out of East Sea Academy

Because it meant that every word and every persuasion from the other party was worthless to him.

At this moment, Ye Yingluo revealed a look of shock.

She looked at Han Li's face, which held a steady composure beneath its youthful features, and hearing him say those words, she suddenly felt that her understanding of this student was far from enough.

A ten-year-old child...

To actually be able to say something like, "I will walk my own path."

This temperament and determination had already exceeded her understanding of a child of Han Li's age.

But Wu Changkong still did not want to give up.

He wanted to say something more, wanted to persuade him one more time, wanted to use some phrase to move Han Li—

"Well said."

"Worthy of being a core disciple of our Spirit Pagoda."

A voice rang out from the crowd, carrying a gentle and composed smile.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man standing not far away, his hands behind his back, looking at them with a face full of smiles.

He had short black hair and a refined appearance, dressed in a dark suit, looking like a gentle scholar.

But the sharp glint that occasionally flashed in his eyes made people involuntarily feel an unfathomable sense of oppression.

And the badge he wore, engraved with the Spirit Pagoda's emblem and an intricate golden pattern, was the mark of identity reserved only for the Spirit Pagoda Master.

And with just one glance...

Everyone recognized his identity.

Spirit Pagoda Master, Qiangu Dongfeng!

In fact, he had arrived quietly long before the Sky Sea Grand Competition had even begun.

He had simply been sitting low-key in a corner of the spectator stands, not revealing himself, and had quietly watched the entire exhibition match.

Only at this moment did he walk out from the crowd and appear before everyone.

He walked to Han Li's side and looked at Wu Changkong with a gentle smile, his gaze carrying an undisguised—

Provocation.

Yes, it was provocation.

The way he looked at Wu Changkong was like a cat watching a mouse backed into a corner, carrying a composed, condescending playfulness.

After all, no matter what...

He could not possibly sit by and watch a talent like Han Li be ruined by Shrek Academy.

A place like Shrek...

Seemingly sanctimonious on the surface.

But behind the scenes, they would use any means necessary to snatch up geniuses.

A Shrek graduate like Wu Changkong appeared to be thinking of his student, but in reality, he was merely trying to take Han Li back to Shrek to serve as his own "achievement."

Of course, this was not out of pity.

It was a deeper calculation!

He wanted to cultivate Han Li, to cultivate a peak quasi-god who could contend with Yun Ming!

Yun Ming was the Sea God Pavilion Master of Shrek, the number one person on the continent today, and the mountain that he, Qiangu Dongfeng, had been unable to cross for decades.

And having waited for decades, he had finally found a genius with the potential to surpass Yun Ming; how could he let someone from Shrek snatch him away?

And the moment Han Li became a peak quasi-god...

Would be the time he avenged his father!

At this moment, Wu Changkong's expression was also extremely ugly.

He stood before Qiangu Dongfeng, cold light flickering in his eyes.

Qiangu Dongfeng was the Spirit Pagoda Master, an existence on the same level as Sea God Pavilion Master Yun Ming; no matter how unwilling he was, he dared not act rashly in front of Qiangu Dongfeng.

Just then, Dean Yu Zhen also arrived.

He had originally been in the VIP area conversing with several officials, but upon hearing the commotion, he hurried over, his face filled with confusion and worry.

He froze for a moment when he saw Qiangu Dongfeng, then saw Wu Changkong's gloomy expression and Ye Yingluo's complicated look, and roughly guessed what had happened.

Seeing this, Ye Yingluo briefly recounted what had occurred, from Wu Changkong criticizing Han Li, to Wu Changkong defending Shrek, and finally to the appearance of Qiangu Dongfeng, finishing in just a few sentences.

Yu Zhen's expression also darkened.

He looked at Wu Changkong, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke, his tone cold and resolute.

"My East Sea Academy is merely a small school, and we cannot afford to host a great deity like Teacher Wu."

"Your Excellency, please seek employment elsewhere."

Yu Zhen's voice was not loud.

Yet that icy resolve made it clear to everyone present...

This was no empty threat; it was a decision he had reached after careful deliberation.

Wu Changkong was a Six-Ring Soul Emperor and a top-tier graduate of Shrek Academy; these credentials were indeed an honor for East Sea Academy.

But when a teacher's heart was always set on sending students to other schools, his presence in the academy became a hidden danger instead.

As these words fell.

Wu Changkong's expression shifted violently.

His eyes widened abruptly, and a surge of chill roiled around him. A frigid current emanated from his body, causing the temperature in the surrounding area to drop by several degrees.

A fierce, cold light flared in those icy eyes, and a faint trace of killing intent even emerged.

He was, after all, a Six-Ring Soul Emperor!

And an outstanding graduate from Shrek Academy at that!

Yet, he had been dismissed in public by the dean of a local academy!

This humiliation brought him to the brink of losing control.

But at this moment...

Qiangu Dongfeng merely let out a cold snort.

He did not even release his soul power, but that invisible pressure, stemming from the quasi-god realm, made Wu Changkong feel a chilling terror from the depths of his soul.

Wu Changkong's complexion shifted from grim to pale.

He retracted his soul power.

The cold air surging around him slowly dissipated, and the taut, oppressive tension in the air slackened.

Finally, he cast a cold glance at the group, his gaze lingering on Han Li for the longest moment, and then, without saying a word, he turned and strode away.

Afterward, led by Qiangu Dongfeng, Han Li and the others departed from Sky Sea Grand Stadium.

Passing through the crowded masses and exiting the noisy stadium gates, the air outside carried the salty dampness of the sea breeze.

At this moment, sunlight spilled onto the streets, stretching the shadows of the group into long silhouettes.

Qiangu Dongfeng walked at the very front.

He glanced at Han Li following behind him, his eyes filled with a satisfied smile as he spoke in a gentle tone.

"Let's go. I'll take you all to sit for a while at the Spirit Pagoda in Sky Sea City."

"It is quiet there, and no one will disturb us."

Han Li did not speak, following silently behind him.

Tang Wulin and the other three followed further back, exchanging glances with one another, none of them daring to speak.

They crossed several streets, and the towering, cloud-piercing structure of the Spirit Pagoda appeared in their field of vision.

A pale blue soul-guide light screen flowed across the tower's surface, shimmering with a warm, gentle luster under the sunlight.

The plaza in front of the tower was bustling with people.

Yet, inside the tower, it appeared quiet and spacious.

At this time, Qiangu Dongfeng led them through the gates of the Spirit Pagoda, heading all the way up toward the top floor.

The soul-guide elevator ascended steadily.

The scenery outside the window grew increasingly expansive, and the magnificent sight of the sea meeting the sky unfolded before their eyes.

When the elevator doors opened, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the top-floor office offered a panoramic view of the entire Sky Sea City and the vast ocean.