What Does It Mean to Be Slapped in the Face at Light Speed? This Is Being Slapped in the Face at Light Speed!

"Teacher!!!"

Tang San's eyes widened. He whipped his head around and stared fixedly at Ye Hua, the killing intent in his eyes nearly solidifying.

"Ye Hua! You're courting death!"

"Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Blue Silver Grass erupted!

Countless blue-silver vines shot from Tang San's palm, winding toward Ye Hua.

Empowered by his thirty-year Solitary Bamboo Soul Ring, the Blue Silver Grass was far tougher than ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

The vines twisted and stretched through the air, weaving into a dense net in an attempt to trap Ye Hua inside.

Ye Hua did not even look at them.

The Coiling Dragon Staff swept sideways, and his first Soul Ring lit up.

Fire Dragon's Roar!

True Dragon Flames burst from the staff, forming a dragon-shaped phantom that opened its flaming jaws and viciously bit down on the blue-silver vines.

Crackle!

A plant-type martial soul meeting True Dragon Flames was like dry kindling meeting a blazing fire.

The Blue Silver Grass writhed in the flames, blackened, and finally turned to ash.

Tang San sucked in a sharp breath. With a flick of his left hand, his Sleeve Arrow was loaded. His right hand reached to his waist, three throwing knives clamped between his fingers.

The Sleeve Arrow fired first!

The throwing knives followed close behind!

They sealed off every angle Ye Hua could use to evade!

A Tang Sect hidden weapon technique—Heavenly Maiden Scatters Flowers!

Yet Ye Hua did not even raise his eyelids.

The Coiling Dragon Staff smashed into the ground, and his second Soul Ring flared brightly.

Heaven-Shaking Stonebreak!

Soul power turned into a shockwave that spread outward from Ye Hua!

The ground cracked, rubble flew, and the invisible force of the impact blasted away every Sleeve Arrow and throwing knife!

Tang San's face changed instantly. "A Great Soul Master! You're actually a Great Soul Master!"

"How is that possible? Even if you have Innate Full Soul Power, how could you advance this quickly?"

"There is no such thing as impossible." Ye Hua held the staff one-handed and, very politely, folded up the greaseproof paper that had wrapped his bread before putting it into his pocket. "What other tricks do you have?"

Tang San gritted his teeth. Since soul skills could not defeat him, he would use the Tang Sect's ultimate arts!

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

His feet moved in an unfathomable pattern as his body turned into an afterimage, circling behind Ye Hua!

Control Crane, Capture Dragon!

His hands formed claws and went straight for Ye Hua's neck!

The Tang Sect ultimate arts, the foundation he had painstakingly cultivated for over twenty years in his previous life, poured forth without reservation at this moment!

Ye Hua merely shook his head unhurriedly. Holding the staff in one hand, he spun the Coiling Dragon Staff. The shaft whirled, bringing with it a piercing whistle through the air.

First form of the Nine Heavens Staff Technique—Back-Turning Cannon Strike!

There was nothing flashy about it, but the speed, angle, and force of this strike were precise to an utterly unreasonable degree.

Crack—

The same crisp sound as when Yu Xiaogang had been hit.

Tang San flew backward and crashed into the wall beside Yu Xiaogang. Master and disciple slumped side by side, looking like a pair of fellow sufferers.

Tang San lay sprawled on the ground, his mouth full of blood, his mind blank.

How could this happen...

Yu Xiaogang's treasured herbs, plus an entire night of rest—his condition had clearly recovered to its peak.

But why? Why had he still been instantly defeated by Ye Hua in a single move?

Blue Silver Entanglement had been burned to ashes by Fire Dragon's Roar, and his hidden weapons had been knocked away by Heaven-Shaking Stonebreak.

Even the Tang Sect ultimate arts he had been so proud of had been crushed by that damned staff technique.

This time, he could not even find a remotely respectable excuse!

He simply—

Could! Not! Win!

The moment that thought arose, it became a red-hot iron spike that stabbed viciously into Tang San's heart, making his entire body tremble with pain.

"No... impossible..."

"I, Tang San, can't lose... I'm the Tang Sect's genius..."

"Puh!"

His blood and qi churned, and Tang San spat out a huge mouthful of blood.

The commotion from the fight had drawn in half the academy as well.

Footsteps cluttered the hallway. Students crowded both ends of the corridor, craning their necks and whispering among themselves.

"Eh? Isn't that Tang San and Grandmaster? Why are they lying on the ground again?"

"Looks like Ye Hua did it..."

"Ye Hua? That new student with Innate Full Soul Power? Why is he clashing with Tang San again?"

"You guys don't know because you weren't here. I was hiding in the corner watching the whole time. Grandmaster hired someone to murder Ye Hua!"

"Hired someone to murder him? This Grandmaster is way too vicious!"

"Isn't he? Tang San isn't any better. Have you forgotten how he slandered Ye Hua and Director Su on the training ground last time?"

Just then, the crowd was suddenly pushed apart.

Wang Sheng squeezed inside. The moment he saw the scene in the corridor, his expression changed drastically.

He rushed to Ye Hua in two strides and grabbed his arm. "Brother Ye Hua, Director Su is here! Run! I'll take the blame for this!"

Ye Hua turned to look at him, unmoved.

"Come on! Why are you still standing there?" Wang Sheng could neither drag him away nor persuade him, and immediately grew frantic. "Director Su will be here any moment!"

"Grandmaster is still an academy teacher and a friend of the dean. You beat him into this state—the academy definitely won't let this go! Leave now, and I'll say I did it!"

"Can you handle it?" Ye Hua pulled his hand away, frowning.

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth. "Even if I can't, I have to! You're our boss!"

Seeing how loyal he was, Ye Hua looked pleased. "Thanks, brother, but no one would believe you even if you took the blame. A Soul Scholar can't beat a Soul Master."

Wang Sheng froze, the corner of his mouth twitching.

At the other end of the corridor, the crowd automatically parted. Director Su strode over with a livid face, followed by a large group of people who were neither teachers nor students.

The instant Tang San saw Director Su, hope flared in his eyes.

He struggled to prop up his upper body, pointed at Ye Hua, and gritted his teeth until they creaked. "Director Su! Ye Hua attacked people in public! He assaulted a teacher! He assaulted a student!"

"According to academy rules, this kind of violence must result in expulsion!"

"You can see it for yourself! There are witnesses and evidence! He can't get away!"

Director Su stopped and swept his gaze over the hallway.

Yu Xiaogang slumped against the wall, Tang San covered in blood, and shattered stones and burned Blue Silver Grass remnants scattered across the ground.

Director Su's brows furrowed tightly into a knot.

Everyone's eyes fell on him.

The smile on Tang San's lips grew wider and wider.

Ye Hua, you're finished!

So what if you can fight?

The academy is a place with rules!

Assaulting people in public and attacking a teacher—once those charges are proven, no one can save you!

"Ye Hua, hahahaha, so what if you beat me?"

"Once the academy expels you, you won't get a graduation certificate and won't even be able to apply to an intermediate soul master academy! For the rest of your life, you can just rot away in Holy Soul Village!"

"Don't worry. After you're expelled, I'll help take care of Xiao Wu. The Work-Study Students will also recognize me as their king. I'm the academy's only hea—"

"Tang San! Keep dreaming!"

Tang San forcibly swallowed back his final word. The smile froze on his face as he saw the petite figure behind Director Su, leaving him dumbfounded.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing there?"

Xiao Wu gave Tang San a cold look. "Tang San, my brother knew you had bad intentions, so he had me invite Director Su over."

"Invite Director Su over?" Tang San burst into laughter. "Ye Hua, this is what it means to lift a rock only to smash your own foot!"

"You never expected it, did you? You called Director Su here, but you only proved that you bullied fellow students and disrespected a teacher!"

Yu Xiaogang had recovered slightly as well. After coughing up several mouthfuls of clotted blood, he nodded toward Director Su. "Director Su, I support Xiao San's view."

"If a Soul Master does not possess a kind heart, then no matter how strong he is, he is nothing more than a scourge."

"Ye Hua attacked a teacher and fellow students without cause. His character is rotten. I request that the academy expel Ye Hua to set the record straight!"

The surrounding crowd erupted into an uproar.

Wang Sheng looked at Ye Hua with even greater worry, his gaze full of grievance.

Never mind whether I can beat Tang San, and don't ask whether I can take the blame. At least you should have run! Now Director Su caught you red-handed. What are we supposed to do?

Yet Ye Hua beckoned Xiao Wu over and casually patted Wang Sheng on the shoulder. "What, you trust your Sister Xiao Wu that little?"

"Xiao Wu and I are inseparable. Haven't you wondered why Xiao Wu wasn't there when I fought these two?"

Wang Sheng blinked, his face filled with confusion. "Could it be that you had another plan, Brother Ye Hua?"

Ye Hua smiled without answering, then tilted his chin toward Director Su.

Sure enough, in the next second, Director Su looked at Yu Xiaogang with a complicated expression. "Grandmaster, I regret to announce that from this moment onward—"

"You have been dismissed from Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy!"