"Ahhh—!"
Ao Yin sat in his original seat, his expression calm. He leisurely held his teacup, completely unruffled.
Meanwhile, the several tables of people from Canghui Academy had already descended into chaos, with agonized wails rising one after another.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing struck cleanly and decisively, their movements crisp and ferocious.
In just a few moves, they had knocked all the Canghui Academy students to the ground. The scene was brutal, with everyone left in a sorry state.
The instructor from Canghui Academy watched from the side as his students were crushed by their peers. His entire face darkened with fury.
Although he knew this was merely a dispute among juniors that should be resolved by the juniors themselves, and that as their instructor he should not interfere—
These were students he had personally trained, after all.
The next moment!
Bang—!
A deafening explosion rang out.
The instructor from Canghui Academy could hold himself back no longer. He abruptly slapped the table and rose to his feet!
"Stop!"
Although he knew this was merely a spar among juniors, watching his students suffer a crushing defeat and humiliation sent his anger surging. All his restraint shattered.
"Which academy are you students from? How can you be so vicious at such a young age?!"
Ao Yin found that laughable.
Vicious?
In the world of soul masters, the strong preyed on the weak.
The instructor had witnessed his students provoking them first, yet had remained indifferent. If the ones who had lost just now had been Ao Yin's group, then they would have been the ones pinned to the ground and toyed with!
Yet now, not only had he failed to reprimand his own students, he had turned around and blamed them instead?
"Ridiculous!"
Ao Yin let out a