Reasoning

Hearing the voice, everyone turned their heads and saw Xiling slowly walking out from behind the crowd. Gu Yue instinctively stepped half a pace forward, her gaze narrowing slightly as she stood quietly at Xiling's side.

Long Hengxu's expression changed sharply, and he hurriedly said, "Xiling! Don't act rashly!"

Guang Biao's gaze instantly locked onto the approaching boy. He lowered his head to compare him with the photo in his subordinate's hand, and towering fury immediately ignited in his cold eyes.

It was him!

He was the one who had crippled his younger brother's Martial Soul and cultivation, completely ruining Guang Long's life!

Guang Biao stared fiercely at Xiling, his voice low and hoarse with bone-chilling coldness. "You're the one who crippled my brother?"

Xiling nodded without denying it. "I was."

Guang Biao glared at Xiling, his voice icy and piercing. "You ruined my brother's life. Today, either cripple your own cultivation as an apology, or I'll personally cripple you!"

Long Hengxu's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to step forward to stop and mediate, Xiling raised his right hand and stopped him. "He deserved it. Those who bully others will eventually be bullied themselves."

"I don't think I did anything wrong. If you have the strength to cripple me today, then I'll have nothing to say."

Guang Biao was stunned for a moment, then laughed in extreme anger. "What a 'those who bully others will eventually be bullied themselves'! What a clear conscience!"

He suddenly took a step forward. A deep boom rang out as six Soul Rings rose from his body—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, purple.

"Today, I'll let you know that in the world of Soul Masters, only strength matters. Right and wrong never do!"

A Soul Emperor! A six-ringed Soul Emperor! Everyone who witnessed the sight cried out in shock.

As Guang Biao released his Iron Armored Dragon Martial Soul, his body grew half a meter taller. Starting from his forehead, iron-gray scales spread downward.

His powerful aura surged toward Xiling, whipping up his head of white hair.

At that moment, invisible spatial ripples spread outward from Xiling, smoothing away that tornado-like aura.

Behind Xiling, six Subspace Spears emerged from the void. Beneath his feet rose three purple-gold Soul Rings.

Seeing those strange Soul Ring colors, both teachers and students were stunned.

"What age are those Soul Rings?"

"Is that the important part? Look carefully—he looks like he's only nine... and he's already a Soul Elder!"

Gu Yue also looked over curiously. This was the first time she had seen Xiling's Soul Ring configuration, and an unusual glimmer flashed through her eyes.

She was not worried that Xiling would lose. How could a mere Soul Emperor possibly defeat Xiling, the reincarnation of a God King?

Guang Biao's pupils shook. He could sense an intense threat from the white-haired boy before him, but things had reached this point, and there was no way back.

Besides, with so many subordinates watching, he could not retreat. He was only a three-ringed Soul Elder. Even if his Soul Rings were strange, Guang Biao refused to believe he could be stronger than a Soul Emperor!

"Roar!" Guang Biao threw back his head and roared. His first Soul Ring lit up, and gray light instantly burst from the scales covering his body—the Iron Armored Dragon Body!

He stomped down with his right foot, the dragon scales on his enormous fist standing erect as it shot toward Xiling.

The hearts of all the teachers and students leaped into their throats. Long Hengxu's pupils contracted as he instinctively rushed forward to shield Xiling.

To everyone watching, the full-force strike of a six-ringed Soul Emperor against a nine-year-old three-ringed Soul Elder was nothing less than a crushing slaughter!

Besides, Xiling absolutely could not come to harm here. Otherwise, every last person at Eastsea Academy would suffer for it!

At that moment, Xiling moved. "Only strength matters, not right and wrong..." His second Soul Ring lit up.

Just as Long Hengxu was about to arrive, a tranquil yet tyrannical force of space suddenly erupted, directly locking down the entire battlefield.

The violent wind stopped abruptly, and the airflow solidified.

Guang Biao's fierce punch, carrying the power of a Soul Emperor, was forcibly frozen in midair, unable to advance even an inch.

The ferocity on his face instantly stiffened. He felt as though the surrounding space had become endless shackles, tightly binding every inch of his muscles and every strand of circulating Soul Power.

"How is this possible?!"

Guang Biao's heart shook violently, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He was a dignified six-ringed Soul Emperor! Yet his full-force strike had been frozen in midair by a nine-year-old boy?

Xiling stood where he was, his white hair utterly unmoved. "But unfortunately... you are not the strong one..."

Before Guang Biao could recover from his shock, the six Subspace Spears floating behind Xiling suddenly tore through the air!

There was no earth-shaking display, only an incomparably condensed, incomparably sharp spatial piercing force!

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Six faint tearing sounds rang out in succession.

"I am not the weak one either..."

There was no explosive roar, no violent clash of Soul Power, yet the light of Guang Biao's Soul Rings instantly dimmed.

The incomparably hard Iron Armored Dragon scales covering his body became like fragile glass, filling with fine spatial cracks before falling away in pieces.

"Aaargh—!!"

The utterly restrained spatial piercing force struck directly at the root, completely tearing apart the Soul Power channels within his body and piercing through the dantian energy sea he relied upon for cultivation.

"Now, according to your logic, this is the judgment of the strong upon a weakling like you."

"No—! How can this be possible?!" Guang Biao's entire body shook violently. A metallic sweetness surged up his throat, and his face was filled with despair and disbelief.

He roared, trying to mobilize his remaining Soul Power to struggle, but all the Soul Power in his body had long since been utterly shredded and dispersed by the force of space.

The phantom of his Martial Soul twisted violently behind him, dimmed, and finally shattered with a crack, vanishing completely.

The entire process had taken no more than an instant.

A dignified six-ringed Soul Emperor had been crippled in an instant.

Guang Biao's tall body crashed to the ground. He dropped heavily to his knees, trembling weakly as blood continuously spilled from his mouth.

The dragon scales across his body all receded, his enlarged form returned to normal, and his powerful aura vanished without a trace.

Like his younger brother Guang Long, he had been completely reduced to a cripple.

The entire scene fell silent.

Whether it was the group Guang Biao had brought, the academy teachers and students watching from the sidelines, or the tense-faced Long Hengxu, everyone stood frozen in place, their minds blank.

A nine-year-old three-ringed Soul Elder had instantly defeated a six-ringed Soul Emperor! Who would believe it if they heard?

This was no longer a challenge across ranks. This was a dimensional crushing!

The Subspace Spears returned behind Xiling. He glanced at Guang Biao lying on the ground. "Since my reasoning doesn't get through to you, then I'll use your reasoning to talk to you."

Personally, Xiling acknowledged Guang Biao's life experience. Born into an ordinary family, he had relied on his own efforts to become the captain of the Mecha Brigade at the age of thirty-five. That alone showed his talent and diligence.

But with a younger brother like Guang Long, Xiling did not know what to say.

After putting away the Subspace Spears and withdrawing from his combat stance, Xiling returned to his usual appearance.

Gu Yue came to his side and smiled as she gave him a thumbs-up. "Amazing!"

"But as a Soul Emperor, isn't Guang Biao a little too weak?"

Xiling nodded. "He's much weaker than those genius Soul Emperors, but among ordinary people, he's outstanding."

Just as he and Gu Yue were preparing to return to the academy, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind. "Not bad. You didn't disappoint me."

"But you crippled the captain of a Mecha Brigade. Are you going to use my name again to settle the Federation's investigation?"