Everyone Here Is Trash! A Soul King Defeats a Soul Emperor Across Ranks! Crushed in One Move

Tang Hao, perched atop the tree, nearly had his eyes pop out of their sockets!

His right hand froze rigidly on the hammer's handle, and he nearly fell from the trunk!

"No soul rings released... He relied purely on his physical body, blood vitality, and some peculiar pressure to instantly defeat a level-sixty Soul Emperor?!"

Tang Hao sucked in a sharp breath, feeling his entire worldview shatter to pieces!

What kind of monster was this kid?!

Wasn't he a level-fifty Soul King?! Where had this near-miraculous divine pressure come from?!

Amid the dead silence and despairing kneeling of the entire crowd.

Lin Wu slowly raised his head. His ink-black eyes glimmered with profound indifference and a contempt that looked down upon all living things.

The glow of the setting sun fell across his nearly perfect, handsome face, making him seem like a forbidden god descended into the mortal world.

He looked down at Li Yusong, who was kneeling at his feet and vomiting blood, then swept his gaze over the crowd that had been desperately jostling to get in just moments ago but was now trembling in terror. A nakedly mocking, amused smile curled across his lips.

He coldly spoke words that left the entire crowd breathless:

"No need to test."

"This shitty village dares call itself an academy?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Lin Wu's gaze was so cold it was almost cruel. His voice was not loud, yet it exploded like thunder in the depths of everyone's soul:

"I'm not trying to be rude... but everyone here, including Shrek's trash teachers—"

"Is all trash!"

"A-All trash?!"

Pinned firmly into the mud by that blood-vitality pressure that felt like a god descending upon the world, Li Yusong's eyes nearly split apart.

Blood continuously seeped from the corners of his mouth, staining his grizzled beard in blotches of red.

As a senior instructor of Shrek Academy and a dignified level-sixty-three assault-type Soul Emperor, wasn't he respected everywhere he went throughout Fasno Province?

Yet now, at the entrance of this shabby village, not only had he been publicly forced to kneel by a boy barely old enough to grow hair, using nothing but pure pressure, but he had also been pointed at and called "trash" and "junk" in front of dozens of examinees and parents!

This bone-deep humiliation instantly crushed the last trace of fear Li Yusong had held toward that unknown power!

"You arrogant brat! I'll fight you to the death!!"

Li Yusong let out a hysterical roar, scarlet bloodlight erupting from his eyes in a desperate final gamble!

Boom!

Humiliated beyond measure, he actually began violently burning his soul power and blood essence at the cost of his own lifespan!

The Dragon-Patterned Staff martial soul, which had been crushed and scattered by Lin Wu's pressure, once again transformed into a streak of golden light under the urging of his blood essence, piercing the sky and reappearing in his palm!

The six soul rings beneath his feet spun wildly, while the third and fifth rings lit up with dazzling brilliance at the same time!

"Dragon-Patterned Skybreaker! Die for me!!"

Li Yusong's face twisted into that of an evil ghost crawling out of hell. Resisting the divine pressure that was nearly crushing his bones to powder, he forcibly burst out of the muddy pit!

The Dragon-Patterned Staff in his hand became a world-shaking streak of golden light stretching across the air, accompanied by a shrill whistle that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth as it blasted straight toward Lin Wu's face!

This strike contained the entire life's cultivation of a six-ring Soul Emperor burning his blood essence!

The terrifying gale tore the ground around them into countless shocking cracks, while the violent shockwave made the eardrums of many onlookers behind them ache intensely, sending them staggering in all directions!

Seeing this, Tang Hao's originally cold, dead-fish eyes finally showed a trace of vigilance.

"Burning blood essence to fight for his life? That old ghost Li Yusong has been driven mad by anger..."

Tang Hao silently shook his head and tightened his grip on the hammer handle hidden within his sleeve. Soul power quietly began circulating around him.

This final strike from a trapped beast was no joke. Even an ordinary Soul King would suffer shattered tendons and broken bones if struck head-on.

He wanted to see just how this arrogant brat planned to take it!

Yet facing this devastating, berserk strike, Lin Wu, standing at the center of the storm, did not show the slightest ripple of emotion.

He could not even be bothered to fully pull his hand out of his pocket.

He merely raised his right hand with leisurely ease, formed it into a palm strike, and casually swiped through the air toward the howling Dragon-Patterned Staff—

No dazzling soul rings lit up.

No grand martial soul possession appeared.

There was only the supreme physical might that tore apart the air in that instant!

Buzzz—!

The air throughout the entire space seemed to be instantly sucked away by that move, creating an enormous vacuum depression!

The violent force unleashed by that palm condensed into an invisible giant hand, smashing fiercely into Li Yusong's Dragon-Patterned Staff with an absolute, overwhelming momentum that could not be resisted!

Crack!

The crisp sound of shattering was especially piercing in the deathly silent village entrance.

The Dragon-Patterned Staff that Li Yusong had swung with burning blood essence could not even endure for half a second upon touching that physical force. Like a fragile block of tofu, it exploded with a crack into golden motes of soul power that filled the sky!

"What?!"

Li Yusong's eyes instantly widened, and the horror and despair in his heart reached their peak!

Before he could recover from the immense shock of my martial soul was shattered in one move, that berserk force, its momentum undiminished, had already struck heavily against his chest!

Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound of ribs breaking, Li Yusong flew sideways like a cannonball unleashed from its restraints!

Boom—!

He sailed dozens of meters through the air and smashed through Shrek Academy's courtyard wall, which had been built from packed earth and mud bricks, embedding himself deeply within the thick earthen wall!

Amid flying dust and stones, half the wall collapsed with a roar, burying Li Yusong's continuously blood-spewing body so tightly that he could not even be pulled out.

This level-sixty-three Soul Emperor instructor rolled his eyes back and passed out completely on the spot!

Gulp.

Someone swallowed hard.

The hundred or so examinees and parents at the village entrance, who had previously come full of dreams of becoming monsters, were now completely stunned with terror.

One move!

He had not even activated his soul rings! He had not even used his martial soul!

Yet he had directly smacked a powerful Soul Emperor instructor in his sixties into a wall like he was swatting a fly?!

How the hell was this a student coming to enroll?!

He was clearly some peerless demon lord who had emerged from some divine mountain to slaughter Shrek Academy!

"Run... Run!"

"Help! He's killing people! There's a demon!!"

No one knew which parent screamed first, but the entire registration site instantly descended into chaos!

Dozens of examinees and parents turned deathly pale with fright, their souls nearly leaving their bodies. As though they wished their parents had given them two more legs, they fled in all directions, crying for their mothers and fathers!

The long queue vanished completely in less than ten seconds, leaving behind only shoes, hats, and registration forms scattered across the ground.

Only two people remained standing where they were.

One was Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Her delicate body trembled slightly. Her usually proud and spoiled little face was now utterly pale, and her beautiful eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

She had thought the Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were already monstrous enough, but why did this boy, who looked about her age, possess power even more bizarre than those old monsters?

The other was Zhu Zhuqing.

The voluptuous, cold-tempered girl was staring deeply at Lin Wu's back.

Though her icy, beautiful face maintained its composure, enormous waves had already risen within her lovely black eyes.

One move to cripple a Soul Emperor.

And he had tossed her cowardly fiancé Dai Mubai, who had abandoned her and fled, onto the floor like a dead dog.

Just who... was this boy?