The Furious Zhou Yi

Two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings slowly rose from beneath Zhou Yi's feet.

The aura of a Soul Emperor exploded forth, instantly sweeping through the entire classroom.

Quite a few new students' expressions changed drastically.

A Soul Emperor!

Their homeroom teacher was actually a Soul Emperor-level powerhouse! How terrifying!

Ling Tianchen was done for now. No matter how monstrous a genius he was, he was still only a new student. There was no way he could cross three major realms to contend against a Soul Emperor, right?

Quite a few boys even secretly rejoiced, waiting to see Ling Tianchen make a fool of himself.

Clearly, that speech from earlier had not brought them to their senses.

In their eyes, Ling Tianchen's excellence itself was an unforgivable sin. Their jealousy had long overshadowed everything else, even though he had just spoken up for them.

Zhou Yi looked coldly at Ling Tianchen, her voice seeming to squeeze through clenched teeth.

"Ling Tianchen, insulting me is one thing, but you cannot insult Shrek Academy's judgment, much less mislead the entire class into standing with you!"

"Now, get out! Come back only when you recognize your mistake!"

Yet Ling Tianchen remained seated with one leg crossed over the other, his expression calm. He could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi's face darkened further.

"Are you going to get out yourself... or do you want me to throw you out?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her hands were already covered in fine red dragon scales as she slowly made her way toward the back row, one step at a time.

Crimson flames rose from the surface of her body, and scorching heat spread in all directions.

Clearly, she had been enraged to the extreme. She could barely even control her own flames.

The surrounding students cried out and fled their seats.

If they did not run now, they truly might be roasted into charcoal.

A Red Dragon martial soul like Wu Feng's? But clearly far stronger than that half-baked girl's.

The corners of Ling Tianchen's lips curled slightly.

"A top-tier dragon martial soul is indeed impressive. What a pity... it ended up on a piece of trash. You're already thirty or forty years old, yet you're still stuck at the Soul Emperor realm. If I were you, I would have slit my own throat long ago. Yet not only do you feel no shame, you spend every day calling a group of eleven- and twelve-year-old children trash."

"Oh, right. I remember Shrek Academy is supposed to admire Yu Xiaogang's famous saying the most, isn't it? There are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters. Looking at things now, that really is an irrefutable truth."

Ling Tianchen looked Zhou Yi up and down, then let out a soft sigh.

"You possess a top-tier Red Dragon martial soul, yet you have remained at the Soul Emperor realm for years, with no hope of ever becoming a Titled Douluo. Teacher Zhou, you are simply the most perfect embodiment of that saying."

"Don't you dare insult the Grandmaster! And don't you dare insult Shrek Academy!"

Zhou Yi completely lost control.

What could be tolerated, and what could not?

At that moment, she no longer cared about Du Weilun's repeated instructions that Ling Tianchen absolutely could not be expelled.

Genius, key individual to watch—she did not care about any of it anymore!

She had only one thought now: throw this brat who showed no respect for his elders out of the classroom!

As long as Zhou Yi remained Class One's homeroom teacher, Ling Tianchen could forget about stepping into the Class One classroom again!

The first and third soul rings beneath Zhou Yi's feet lit up simultaneously.

Her body swelled another size, while blazing dragon flames coiled around her fist, warping the surrounding air.

It was obvious that she was truly furious.

Using enhancement soul skills against a three-ringed Soul Elder would be utterly humiliating if word got out, but she could no longer care about that now.

"Get out!"

With an enraged shout, her fist, wreathed in scorching dragon flames, shot forward!

The searing gust of wind rushed toward him, yet Ling Tianchen remained seated without moving, as though he had been frightened senseless.

"Watch out!"

A clear cry suddenly rang out.

Almost on instinct, Xiao Xiao abruptly rose to her feet.

Even she did not know why she had done it. Seeing that figure about to be swallowed by flames, her mind went blank, but her body moved before she could think.

The ancient Three-Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron appeared instantly, blocking Zhou Yi's path.

But Xiao Xiao knew that the hastily summoned Three-Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, before she had even had time to use a soul skill, could not possibly withstand a Soul Emperor's attack.

So she lightly bit her red lip and threw herself straight at Ling Tianchen, intending to knock him down so he could avoid the punch.

Ling Tianchen had never expected Xiao Xiao to disregard her own safety to save him. They had only just met—what a kind little girl.

"Honestly, what am I supposed to do with you? Sit tight."

He extended his right hand and lightly pulled her close.

Xiao Xiao felt the world spin as she instantly lost her balance.

When she opened her eyes again, she discovered that she was actually sitting on Ling Tianchen's lap.

"Huh? What is going on?"

Xiao Xiao was completely dumbfounded.

Had she not been trying to knock him down? How had she ended up sitting on Ling Tianchen's lap in such a strange position?

She lowered her head to look at her posture, then raised it to look at the boy so close before her. She could even smell the faint, cool scent on Ling Tianchen's body, like the first snow of winter, with an indescribably pleasant fragrance mixed within it.

In an instant, Xiao Xiao's little face turned bright red all the way to her ears.

"Y-you... you, you, you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? I'm not some pretty boy. How could I be so easy to knock down?"

Ling Tianchen glanced down at her and still had the leisure to make a joke.

"Who—who wanted to knock you down? I was just worried that you..."

Xiao Xiao blushed all the way down to her neck and instinctively retorted, but she was so nervous that her voice came out soft and weak, without the slightest bit of force.

Yet in the next moment, the smile on Ling Tianchen's face suddenly vanished. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Yi charging toward them.

Zhou Yi had no intention whatsoever of avoiding the Three-Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron. Did she not know that with the strength of a Soul Emperor, one punch would shatter the hastily summoned Three-Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron like cream?

When that happened, Xiao Xiao's martial soul would be destroyed, and she would undoubtedly be gravely injured. She would only be able to lie in the infirmary with Tang Ling for several months.

"Madwoman!"

Ling Tianchen's gaze turned icy.

One yellow, one purple, and one black soul ring rose abruptly.

Ice-blue phoenix wings unfurled behind his back, shielding Xiao Xiao in his arms completely.

The temperature throughout the classroom instantly plummeted, completely suppressing the heat Zhou Yi had raised when she released her Red Dragon martial soul.

Ling Tianchen's second soul ring, a purple so dark it was nearly black, lit up.

Mass Ice Seal!

In an instant, it condensed ice to imprison one or multiple enemies. It could not be reacted to, only anticipated. With Ling Tianchen's current cultivation, even soul masters one rank above him would find it difficult to break free unless they used their strongest soul skill.

An ice-blue flash flickered, and Zhou Yi felt as though she had fallen into an ice pit. Her advancing body instantly stiffened.

The blazing dragon flames did not even have time to struggle before they were entirely extinguished, and her whole body was frozen within a block of solid ice.

If Ling Tianchen had intended to kill her now, all he had to do was unleash his third soul skill, Ice Burst, and Zhou Yi would have had no chance of survival.

However, considering the terrifying power of Ice Burst, the entire Class One would likely be caught up in it as well. In the end, he suppressed the thought and did not deal a killing blow.