Tang San is Beaten Black and Blue, the Sound of Bones Breaking, Crispy!

Following this, several Blue Silver Emperor vines coiled around him.

As the vines tightened, the crisp sound of several ribs snapping could be heard.

Lin Hui could only hear the crunching sound of several of Tang San's bones breaking.

Snap—

Tang San was choked by the vines until he couldn't breathe, his face turning purple from suffocation. With several ribs broken, the blood and food in his stomach churned together.

"Pfft—"

Tang San could no longer hold it back and spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood.

Following that, battered and covered in blood, he collapsed to the ground.

It was... it was too tragic!

Seeing Tang San's miserable state, the students he had injured earlier stopped shouting.

Because the injuries Tang San sustained alone were now almost more severe than all of theirs combined.

"San, San, are you alright!" Yu Xiaogang rushed onto the arena in a panic.

But by now, Tang San was a bloody mess, lying on the ground without a shred of consciousness. If not for his faint breathing, he would have looked just like a corpse.

"You... how could you be so vicious!" Yu Xiaogang was furious, questioning Lin Hui.

Lin Hui merely shrugged helplessly.

"Teacher Yu, you saw the battle yourself. Before my final strike, Tang San was still standing; he hadn't fallen, nor had he surrendered. In such a situation, what was wrong with me continuing my attack?"

"This clearly falls within the rules of our competition, doesn't it?"

"Besides, Tang San treated his previous opponents exactly the same way!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang could only grit his teeth.

"You..."

The other teachers, including Teacher Li Chun, had also witnessed Tang San's previous fighting style; a full five students had been injured at his hands!

Now that Tang San was being treated with the same methods, it could be considered poetic justice.

Therefore, the teachers and students present did not feel there was anything wrong with Lin Hui injuring Tang San so severely.

"Injuries in a match are unavoidable, and besides, Lin Hui did not intend to cause harm maliciously," Li Chun said.

Even so, a school doctor quickly stepped forward to treat Tang San; the same doctor had treated those who were heavily injured earlier.

The school doctor briefly examined Tang San's injuries and soon spoke in a reassuring tone.

"Student Tang San's injuries only look severe on the surface. After I use my soul skill to treat him, he will be mostly recovered in ten days or half a month. There is absolutely no danger to his life, so please rest assured, Master."

However, the pain Tang San endured while being injured was real!

Of course, given the current situation, the school doctor couldn't say that out loud, or it would only increase everyone's worry.

The school doctor was a healing-type Soul Grandmaster, and he soon used his martial soul to treat Tang San's injuries.

Immediately after, two boys brought over a stretcher, placed Tang San on it, and carried him away.

Following that, others swarmed onto the arena to clean up, primarily to wipe away the blood Tang San had left behind.

Once all this was settled, the teachers and students off the stage finally erupted into exclamations.

"I never expected it, but Lin Hui is actually a cut above Tang San!"

"Indeed, I didn't anticipate Lin Hui being this formidable!"

"As for the first soul skill Tang San just used, what was the effect? Why did it feel like it was wasted without doing anything?"

"Come to think of it, wasn't that the soul skill granted by the soul ring that Master personally selected for Tang San?"

"I thought it would be powerful, but it fell apart the moment it was used! Is this what the Master is capable of?"

"Looking at it this way, the theory Lin Hui and the Master debated in class earlier—the Master was likely wrong about that, too!"

Beyond the students' chattering, several teachers began to gossip as well.

The sixty-year-old teacher asked Li Chun, "Teacher Li, may I ask, was Lin Hui's first soul ring chosen by himself?"

Li Chun was surprised for a moment.

"Yes, he is a child with a strong sense of independence. This first soul ring was obtained entirely according to his own ideas. Why do you ask?"

The sixty-year-old teacher sighed with emotion.

"When it comes to first soul skills, the gap between Tang San's and Lin Hui's is simply too vast!"

The sixty-year-old teacher whispered into Li Chun's ear, "And according to the Master, Tang San's soul skill was selected with his help..."

However, this remark was still overheard by Yu Xiaogang standing nearby, and his face turned ashen!

How could this be? He had intended to use Tang San's victory to wash away his own humiliation, yet now he had fallen into such a state!

Yu Xiaogang felt as though he were on the verge of tears.

Li Chun finally came to his senses, recalling the scenes of the battle between the two.

"It really is true. Both are Blue Silver Grass, so how could the gap between them be so vast? It's like comparing the heavens to the earth!"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if a knife had been driven deep into his heart once again!

At this moment, the other teachers present were looking at Yu Xiaogang with strange expressions.

Yu Xiaogang could feel it; those gazes seemed to be saying:

So much for "there are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters." Doesn't a trash teacher only produce trash students?

He spends every day bragging in the office, yet this is what happens the moment he steps onto the field?

Countless voices clamored and bickered within Yu Xiaogang's mind, all of them denying his very existence.

Listening to those words, Yu Xiaogang was on the brink of a breakdown!

At the same time, he was simply too furious!

A stifled rage surged from his chest, until he could no longer suppress it.

"Pfft—!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Yu Xiaogang's mouth.

That was right, Yu Xiaogang had been so angered that he vomited blood!

"Grandmaster, are you alright?" Li Chun asked, despite himself.

Yu Xiaogang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "It... it is nothing... I must not have rested well. I shall go and take a rest now..."

Yu Xiaogang left the training ground and walked to a tree at the edge of the school wall. He leaned against it, pressing his face into the rough bark.

"Oh, heavens..." Yu Xiaogang sobbed, on the verge of tears.

In his fury, he clenched his fist and slammed it against the tree!

The result was an even louder roar of pain.

"Mother of God, that hurts!"

Back at the arena, Lin Hui stepped down amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd.

The Blue Silver Emperor he had summoned possessed four soul skills in total; in addition to [Bind] and [Parasite], there were also [Thousand Blue Locking Domain] and [Blue Silver Tyrant Emperor Spear].

"I didn't expect Tang San to be unable to hold on after I only used two soul skills!" Lin Hui was also somewhat surprised. "The strength of this Blue Silver Emperor truly exceeded my expectations."

After Lin Hui stepped off the stage, Teacher Li Chun asked him out of curiosity. After all, as his homeroom teacher, Li Chun was quite concerned about Lin Hui's condition.

"Xiao Hui, isn't your martial soul an Iron Ball? How were you able to summon Blue Silver Grass?"

Several other teachers turned their gazes toward Lin Hui as well.

That was right; they were also very eager to know the answer to that question.