At the Peak, I Am the Summit!

"Level 43, Power Attack System, Yuchi Jia, here to challenge you!"

"Smack!"

"Next."

"..."

"Level 42, Agility-based, Xue Lingwu, please enlighten me!"

"Smack!"

"Next."

"..."

"Level 46, Power Attack System, Deng Yucheng, I hope you will not hesitate to offer your guidance!"

"Smack!"

"Next."

"..."

The challenges from Shrek students were met with repeated failures. First-year, second-year, third-year, fourth-year, and fifth-year students all lost. More and more students rushed to the scene after hearing the commotion, but instead of stopping the continuous failures, Shrek Academy suffered even more defeats.

The resounding slaps seemed to land on everyone's faces.

Whether they are participants or onlookers.

All laws are but a slap in the face... Ye Qingcang is demonstrating this with his actions.

"Look at this, Yan Shaozhe, this is the strength of your Spirit Department students..." Looking at the quiet, library-like scene below, the Soul Tool Department Dean Xian Lin'er, twitched slightly. Although she wasn't the Dean of the Spirit Department, the humiliation of the Spirit Department made her, as the Dean of the Soul Tool Department of the Shrek Academy, quite indignant. After all, they were all part of the Shrek Academy. "Mu En called us to come and see. I thought it would be a close battle or a resounding victory, but unexpectedly, it's a clean and decisive defeat. In less than half an hour, we've lost sixty-two matches, averaging less Dou Three, not even counting the time for introductions. We haven't even let them make a second move yet. Yan Shaozhe, what are you still hesitating about? What about the Inner Court?"

"Exactly, exactly! And you're not even letting our Soul Tool Department students go up and try..." Qian Duoduo fanned the flames from the sidelines. "Implication to Du Weilun that they shouldn't gang up on us? Are you really planning to let all these Outer Court students lose, and then send in the Inner Court's Little Monster to cover for the Outer Court?"

"What good would it do to send your Soul Tool Department?" Cai Meier retorted to Qian Duoduo. As a vice dean, she wasn't afraid of Qian Duoduo at all. "The Soul Tool Department is even weaker than the Spirit Department. If Shrek Academy needs to rely on the Soul Tool Department to win, it might as well not be called Shrek Academy anymore, but Sun Moon Royal Soul Tool Master Academy!"

"That's enough, everyone, just say less!"

"Lin'er, Mei'er, you are both!"

"Now is not the time to argue!"

On the rooftop of the Shrek Academy freshman dormitory, an elderly woman with white hair and a youthful face tapped her cane, stopping Xian Lin'er and the others from arguing. Looking at the silent Yan Shaozhe, she sighed deeply, "Shaozhe..."

"Old Song, I understand what you mean," Yan Shaozhe interrupted the old woman. He was the dean of the Spirit Department at the Shrek Academy, having devoted nearly half his life to the Spirit Department. However, now, his life's ambition was almost shattered. No one was more distressed than him, the dean of the Spirit Department. "But this is the teacher's intention. The teacher said: 'There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. 'Shrek Academy can accept failure, but it must never be a coward. Shrek Academy can tolerate any talented genius, but it must also ensure fairness..."

The old woman fell silent.

You know?

You know nothing!

Your teacher sent you here not to show you how humiliatingly the Outer Court was beaten, nor to make you accept defeat, nor to make you tolerate Ye Qingcang, but to show you how many young people dare to challenge Ye Qingcang under the suppression of a God Trial Taker, possessing that indomitable spirit and having the value to be cultivated!

All Deity have God Trial Taker and High Priest!

In other words, Ye Qingcang must have a level 99 Limit Douluo as his protector. He can even sacrifice himself to Divine Descent at critical moments. Even your teacher would have to kneel down and speak to him. Who do you think you are?

Are you still arguing back, saying you know?

You know nothing!

"Yan Shaozhe, this isn't just about whether we can accept defeat!" Xian Lin'er was furious, clenching her fist and slamming it against the rooftop railing. "This is being beaten, this is being humiliated! Look at these kids down there, their confidence is completely shattered! Your Spirit Department's Learning of the Mind haven't even taken the stage yet, and the pessimism is already starting, as if losing to Ye Qingcang is only natural, and winning would be abnormal! If we don't bring the Inner Court up, these students will be completely ruined; they'll live in Ye Qingcang's shadow for the rest of their lives..."

"Then let them live like that!" Yan Shaozhe suddenly turned around. "Our teacher said that Shrek Academy doesn't need a bunch of cowards; no one can win forever. Right now, the Inner Court is protecting them, we are protecting them, and our teachers are protecting them. But if our teachers die, if we die, and if the Inner Court is wiped out... then what will become of the Shrek Academy?"

"Fine!" Xian Lin'er stood her ground. "Since you've laid it all out in the open, let's forget about decorum and abandon those ridiculous rules. A coordinated attack, using our numerical advantage to compensate for our qualitative disadvantage!"

Yan Shaozhe looked at Xian Lin'er as if she were an idiot, his lips moving several times before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Is this what you call fair?"

"So what if it's unfair?" Xian Lin'er looked at the banner still fluttering on the training ground below, her anger turning into a bitter laugh. "There's no such thing as absolute fairness in the Soul Master World. Besides, didn't that little girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School just gather six teammates to gang up on us?"

"That's because their Soul Power Level are all lower than Ye Qingcang's." Yan Shaozhe was torn between two conflicting thoughts. "I allow your Soul Tool Department to participate, and I even allow group attacks, but as a bottom line, any student with Soul Power Level higher than Ye Qingcang must fight one-on-one!"

"Can."

Old Song agreed on behalf of Xian Lin'er.

Looking at his daughter, who still wanted to fight for it, he slowly shook his head.

Perhaps for Xian Lin'er, the honor and disgrace of the Shrek Academy were the most important things, but for her and the elders of the Poseidon Pavilion, what they saw in this battle was far more important than mere victory or defeat and honor and disgrace. "If the side with the higher Soul Power Level has to join forces to have the courage to fight the opponent, then in fact, they have already lost before the competition even begins..."

Xian Lin'er bit her lip and nodded vigorously.

Shrek Academy has always taken it upon itself to train monsters.

If these so-called monsters, who are proud of their abilities, still join forces to fight when their Soul Power Level surpasses that of their opponents, then these so-called monsters are nothing but a bunch of mediocre talents who don't even have the courage to fight against someone of the same realm!

"Fan Yu?" Zhou Yi and Mu Jin stood in the crowd of onlookers. This unprecedented challenge had alarmed not only Yan Shaozhe and the others, but also the homeroom teachers and substitute teachers. Looking at the unyielding Ye Qingcang and the suddenly appearing Soul Tool Department students, Zhou Yi spotted Fan Yu and the others standing with their arms crossed with just a glance. "Why are you Soul Tool Department students here too?"

"Aren't the students in the Soul Tool Department also students of the Shrek Academy...?" Fan Yu shrugged and explained in a low voice, "Actually, it's because Dean Xian Lin'er got angry and gave us teachers a strict order to kick out this kid who challenged Shrek Academy with the flag... I heard the Spirit Department suffered a crushing defeat?"

"It's terrible."

Mu Jin answered.

Her relationship with Zhou Yi had never been good.

But that doesn't mean she would do anything underhanded in such an important matter.

Shrek Academy Shrek Academy to Zhou Yi, to Fan Yu Shrek Academy, and to her and many other Shrek Academy.

The loss of face is a shared loss, which naturally creates a common sense of indignation. "Our Learning of the Mind in the Spirit Department are almost finished. Judging from his appearance, Ye Qingcang's combat ability is no less than that of Soul Emperor like me and Zhou Yi. What's most terrifying is that he hasn't even summoned his Martial Soul or used any Soul Skill. From beginning to end, it's just that one slap. Simple, brutal, and direct, without any fancy tricks..."

"Mu Jin isn't entirely right." Zhou Yi was among the first group of teachers to arrive at the scene and witnessed Ye Qingcang's White Tiger Killing Dao Fist: "When he attacked Dai Huabin, he used a White Tiger Fist Intent... It was very well hidden. None of the thirty-four Learning of the Mind of the Spirit Department were able to detect his second move. Even that punch was probably a reward for Dai Huabin; otherwise, it would have been more like a slap."

Mu Jin's eye twitched slightly.

Dai Huabin was one of her students.

Half an hour has passed, and I'm still shivering.

In the words of a fellow Soul Saint of the Healing Department, this was a wound to the spirit, not a physical injury. If Dai Huabin can get through this, his future will be limitless, and he may be able to comprehend his own Fist Intent. But if he can't get through this, he will never be able to face Ye Qingcang directly in this lifetime, and he will never have the thought of fighting Ye Qingcang.

Was it a reward given to Dai Huabin by Ye Qingcang?

It truly is a reward!

But she would rather not have this reward!

After hearing Zhou Yi and Mu Jin's complementary explanations, Fan Yu and the other teachers in the Soul Tool Department gained a general understanding of Ye Qingcang.

Although this understanding is almost equivalent to nothing.

Even if there were, it would be one slap after another.

"What about a siege?" Fan Yu rubbed his forehead, looking at his own Soul Tool Department's Learning of the Mind who had been knocked off the stage in less than thirty seconds, and was greatly troubled. "Dean Xian Lin'er and Dean Qian Duoduo said that as long as the students' Soul Power Level does not exceed Ye Qingcang's Soul Power Level, a siege is allowed!"

"Ning Tian, Wu Feng, Cui Yajie, Cao Jinxuan, Nanmen Yun'er, Long Xiangyue, and Xie Huanyue —seven people, a standard Soul Master team—went up..." Most of these people were students from Mu Jin's class, so Mu Jin explained on their behalf, "Defeat happened in an instant; the actual fighting time didn't exceed five seconds!"

"He Caitou?"

Watching the Learning of the Mind the Soul Tool Department suffer another defeat.

Fan Yu was also getting restless.

If Ye Qingcang keeps winning, Shrek Academy will lose all face!

Without turning his head, he called out to someone behind him, and a burly, bald man immediately pushed through the crowd and stepped forward. "Is it my turn, teacher?"

"Fight harder!" Fan Yu patted his disciple's broad shoulder and instructed, "Don't hold back. This concerns the reputation of the Shrek Academy. If you lose, the Soul Tool Department will truly be without anyone. Even if the Inner Court students try to save face, they will still be inferior, and the entire Outer Court will lose face!"

"Understood!" He Caitou's gaze sharpened. He produced a cigar from somewhere, lit it, and gave himself a boost before striding confidently into the playground, which still only had a scorch mark. "Teacher, just you wait and see!"

"Level 4 Soul Engineer, He Caitou the Martial Soul 'Cigar,' I humbly request your guidance!"

He Caitou dismissively.

The moment he turned to face Ye Qingcang, his expression turned serious.

He flipped his hand and took out the Super Soul Guidance Cannon, a powerful weapon that could instantly kill Soul King when fully charged. He activated all of the dozen or so defensive Soul Tool, clearly indicating that he wanted to gamble the outcome on this one strike.

"Let's go then!"

Ye Qingcang stood still, motionless.

He didn't even summon his Martial Soul.

Jing Jing watching He Caitou gathers his strength.

Only after the Super Soul Guidance Cannon had fully charged up did Fan Yu and the others raise their hands, seemingly about to take the shot with their bare hands, to their astonishment!

"Arrogant!"

This was the first time He Caitou had been looked down upon to this extent. If it weren't for the Super Soul Guidance Cannon in his hand, it would be one thing, but does a weapon that can kill a level 59 Soul King in one hit not even deserve your attention, you Soul Ancestor?

Pull the trigger!

A beam of Soul Power erupted, powerful enough to change the very landscape of the playground!

However, the pillar of Soul Power that made most of the Learning of the Mind of the Spirit Department turn pale was quickly decomposed and disappeared the moment it touched Ye Qingcang's palm, under the watchful eyes of everyone!

They came on strong... but left without a trace!

How could it be done so silently?

How could it have happened so silently?

They shouldn't have disappeared without a trace!

Looking at Ye Qingcang palm, without a scratch or even a wisp of smoke, He Caitou's worldview shattered instantly.

Outside the playground.

Fan Yu and the others' smiles froze on their faces.

"Soul Power attacks are the easiest to neutralize..." Ye Qingcang had no ill intentions towards He Caitou. Before his hand could even fall, he flipped it over, twisting the Super Soul Guidance Cannon in He Caitou's hand into a pretzel. Then, he activated Alchemy, and as the earth surged, he stomped his foot, and an even more complex Super Soul Guidance Cannon jumped out of the playground and landed in Ye Qingcang's hand. "The advantage of Soul Tool lies in the perfect combination of physical and Soul Power attacks. Otherwise, Soul Guidance Cannon Shell wouldn't have metal shells."

Energy was replenished in the blink of an eye.

A thick beam of light shattered the shield provided by He Caitou's dozen or so defensive Soul Tool in an instant, and sent He Caitou flying a full three hundred meters away. He still followed the charred trail that Wu Feng had initially left, and landed in the final area where countless people lay dead.

The area around the playground has once again been turned into a library.

There was absolute silence.

"Looks like we have no choice but to use that one move!" Fan Yu offered a brilliant idea. "Have all the students with Soul Power Level lower than Ye Qingcang step onto the training ground. Since we've already lost face with seven against one, let's not care about losing face again. Seventy against one or seven hundred against one, I don't believe he can withstand the attacks of seven hundred students at the same time and still have the strength to counterattack!"

Zhou Yi's face was extremely pale.

Mu Jin and the other Spirit Department teachers all looked extremely grim.

Even on the Soul Tool Department's side, many teachers hesitated and rubbed their foreheads.

Using a tag-team approach is embarrassing enough.

Are they still going to play the siege game?

Being surrounded by seven people is embarrassing enough.

Do you want another seventy or seven hundred?

So you can't accept defeat, huh?

Is it because you can't accept defeat?

Is it, is it, is it!

"Either win through dishonorable means, or lose miserably." Fan Yu offered a meaningful consolation to his colleagues and wife, Zhou Yi: "Why do you think the Inner Court isn't sending anyone?"

"You mean..." A clever teacher had already realized, "The Poseidon Pavilion has used Ye Qingcang as a whetstone; firstly, to see if there are any promising talents in the Outer Court; secondly, to temper the temperament of all the Outer Court students, lest they become arrogant and ignorant of their own limitations; and thirdly, Ye Qingcang was originally intended by the Poseidon Pavilion to be the opponent of those monsters in the Inner Court, and the Poseidon Pavilion never expected that the Outer Court students could handle him?"

"I never said that!"

"Just a guess!"

"It's just speculation, you know that, right?"

Fan Yu didn't dare to speak too absolutely.

But that's what he meant.

On Poseidon Island at the Shrek Academy, the old man who had been tearing at a chicken leg finally put down his food and drink. Looking at the nearly one hundred Inner Court Shrek Academy before him, and standing in front of them were Zhang Lexuan, Grandmaster senior Inner Court Inner Court, and Ma Xiaotao, the current captain of the Shrek Academy Team. He issued his final order, "The Poseidon Pavilion decrees that whoever can defeat Ye Qingcang in a one-on-one duel will be rewarded with a 100,000-Year Soul Bone, a 100,000-Year Spirit Ring, a Title Douluo protector, and will be the next Sea God Pavilion Master. Resources will be provided without limit. Those interested, follow me to the Outer Court immediately!"