The Old Generation's Fighting Style

"I, I... I surrender, Brother Yao, let me go." After spinning for dozens of rounds, Huo Yuhao gripped the hem of Lin Yao's clothes, his tone weak as he spoke to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao then tossed Huo Yuhao back to the ground and landed in front of Xiao Xiao.

"You seem to be all alone now. What? Do you still want to continue the fight?" Lin Yao looked at Xiao Xiao and asked in a calm tone.

Xiao Xiao glanced sideways at Zhou Yi on the spectator stand, then took a step back, a jade-green flute appearing in her hand.

"Let's have a real fight!" No longer hiding her abilities, Xiao Xiao played the flute with one hand while controlling three Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldrons to smash toward Lin Yao simultaneously.

Ye Guyi had already subdued Wang Dong and was about to rise to assist Lin Yao, only to see him strike backward with both hands, blocking two of the cauldrons while deflecting the last one with his wings.

"I understand what you mean." Lin Yao said, appearing before Xiao Xiao in an instant. He gripped her throat and used his other hand to deliver a swift chop to the back of her neck.

Xiao Xiao's legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. The referee presiding over the match stepped in to pull him away, announcing, "The match is over! The winning team is Lin Yao's team!"

Everything happened too quickly, finishing in almost a matter of minutes.

The smile on Zhou Yi's face had not even fully faded before the Shrek team she had pinned all her hopes on was completely wiped out.

"Hahahaha!" Mu Jin burst into laughter, her voice filled with the relief of a long-held grudge being settled and a sense of unbridled defiance. She looked at Zhou Yi and said with disdain, "Teacher Zhou, I'll be waiting for you to deliver that soul bone, and while you're at it, bring your face over for me to slap."

Mu Jin spat out the honorific "you" with extreme sarcasm.

Upon hearing Mu Jin's words, Zhou Yi felt a rush of blood to her head. After a soft hiccup, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from her lips. Her vision went white, and she collapsed backward.

Just as Zhou Yi was about to hit the spectator stand floor, a sturdy figure caught her, accompanied by a stern, angry reprimand: "Mu Jin, you have gone too far!"

The figure was none other than Fan Yu, an important member of the Soul Guidance Department, an eighth-rank soul engineer, and a candidate viewed by the department as the next dean.

Facing Fan Yu's rebuke, a look of grievance appeared on Mu Jin's face. She bit her lip and looked at him, "Is that how you help her?"

Out of curiosity, Lin Yao and his team walked toward the teachers' spectator stand.

After inquiring about the situation from a familiar teacher in the next class, Lin Yao ignored the dissuasion of Ye Guyi and the others, walked onto the spectator stand, and joined the crowd.

Fan Yu pulled a long face and said seriously to Mu Jin, "Teacher Mu, I will inform you once again: Zhou Yi is my girlfriend. It is only natural for me to help her. Please be mindful of the boundaries between colleagues."

Just as Mu Jin was left speechless, Lin Yao spoke up indifferently, "Teacher, we can understand that you want to protect your girlfriend, but Shrek Academy isn't a den for Evil Soul Masters, is it? This seems to be a place where reason prevails."

Fan Yu turned his gaze toward Lin Yao, his temper flaring as he said in a deep voice, "What are you trying to say?!"

Seeing Fan Yu and Lin Yao clashing, Du Weilun couldn't help but cover his face, thinking, You little ancestor, you really are a handful. He quietly moved closer to Lin Yao to prevent Fan Yu from losing his temper and taking a swing at the boy.

Who was Lin Yao? He was someone personally invited by Yan Shaozhe, the Dean of the Martial Soul Department. Even for this trivial freshman assessment, Yan Shaozhe had personally stepped in to change the rules.

If Fan Yu were to lay a finger on him, Du Weilun, as the grade director of the Martial Soul Department, would face only one outcome for his career and future: melting away like butter.

Fortunately, Fan Yu's anger did not seem to have reached its peak; he had only questioned Lin Yao. Du Weilun secretly thought he had arrived just in time, but just as he prepared to intervene, he heard Lin Yao speak.

"It was your girlfriend who took the initiative to bet with our teacher on which of our two teams would win. Both of our teams competed fairly, relying on our own abilities. Everything was reasonable and compliant. My teacher merely repeated the terms of the bet; how can that be considered bullying?"

"Is Shrek Academy a place that ignores the spirit of a contract just to cater to a colleague's emotions? If students come from such a place, will any power be willing to accept them?"

"Teacher, you aren't just slapping our teacher's face; you are slapping the very signboard that has made graduates of Shrek Academy so sought after by major powers for tens of thousands of years!"

Du Weilun's eyes twitched in fear. He thought that Lin Yao was truly worthy of being someone from the Douling Empire's educational system; even without having mingled in officialdom with his father, he possessed a sharp tongue.

This accusation was essentially meant to crush Fan Yu.

Fan Yu was completely dumbfounded. Lin Yao's tactic of using high-level moral accusations was effortless against someone with a rigid, logical mindset, causing his brain to stall for a moment.

His face turned from blue to white, and it was only after a long while that he managed to choke out, "I never said that."

Lin Yao continued, "But in your words, you have already treated the act of repeating the terms of a contract as bullying between colleagues."

Just as Fan Yu was about to defend himself further, a large fist slammed into the back of his head.

A dark-skinned man appeared in Lin Yao's field of vision.

The man wore a warm smile and said to Lin Yao, "The freshmen this year are quite interesting. So young, yet so resourceful, knowing how to defend your teacher. Very good. This kind of respect for teachers and the Way is one of the essential qualities that make our Shrek Academy graduates so popular."

"Fan Yu is a disciple of our Soul Guidance Department. He may have been poorly disciplined and spoke without thinking. I won't let him embarrass the Martial Soul Department any further. I will deal with this brat properly when we return."

Du Weilun stepped forward and smiled at Qian Duoduo, "Dean Qian, it was our Martial Soul Department's child who provoked the senior first; it was indeed disrespectful."

Lin Yao realized the man's identity and naturally wouldn't argue with a dean of a department. Qian Duoduo waved his hand and continued warmly...