"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, twisting toward Ye Hua.
Empowered by the 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 as they tried to trap Ye Hua within it.
Ye Hua did not even look at them.
The Coiling Dragon Staff swept out, and his first Soul Ring lit up.
Fire Dragon's Roar!
True Dragon Flames burst from the staff, taking the form of a dragon phantom that opened its flaming jaws and viciously bit down on the blue-silver vines.
Crackle! Crackle!
A plant-type Martial Soul facing True Dragon Flames was like dry firewood meeting a blazing inferno.
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, the Sleeve Arrow was cocked. His right hand dipped to his waist, three throwing knives caught between his fingers.
The Sleeve Arrow fired first!
The throwing knives followed close behind!
They sealed off every possible angle for Ye Hua to evade!
A Tang Sect hidden weapon technique, Heavenly Maiden Scatters Flowers!
Yet Ye Hua did not even raise an eyelid.
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 everywhere, and the invisible force of the impact sent every Sleeve Arrow and throwing knife flying!
Tang San's expression changed instantly. "Soul Grandmaster! You're actually a Soul Grandmaster!"
"How is that possible? Even if you have Innate Full Soul Power, how could you possibly advance this quickly?!"
"Nothing is impossible." Ye Hua held the staff in one hand and, very politely, folded up the greaseproof paper that had wrapped his bread before slipping it into his pocket. "What other tricks do you have?"
Tang San gritted his teeth. Since Soul Skills could not defeat you, then I'll use the Tang Sect Secret Techniques!
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
His feet moved in an arcane pattern, and his figure became an afterimage as he circled behind Ye Hua!
Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!
His hands formed claws and reached directly for Ye Hua's nape!
The Tang Sect Secret Techniques, the foundation he had painstakingly cultivated for over twenty years in his previous life, poured forth without restraint at this moment!
Yet Ye Hua slowly shook his head. Holding the staff in one hand, he spun the Coiling Dragon Staff in his grip. The shaft whirled around, bringing with it a sharp howl 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 absurd degree.
Crack—
The same crisp sound as when Yu Xiaogang had been struck.
Tang San was sent flying, crashing into the wall beside Yu Xiaogang. Master and disciple slumped side by side, looking more like a pair of fellow sufferers.
Tang San lay sprawled on the ground, his mouth full of blood, his mind blank.
How could this be...
With Yu Xiaogang's treasured herbs and a full night's rest, he had clearly recovered to his peak condition.
But why? Why had Ye Hua still defeated him in a single move?
Blue Silver Entanglement had been burned to ash by Fire Dragon's Roar, while his hidden weapons had been blasted away by Heaven-Shaking Stonebreak.
Even the Tang Sect Secret Techniques he had been so proud of had been completely overwhelmed by that damned staff technique.
This time, he could not even find a somewhat respectable excuse!
He simply—
Could! Not! Win!
The instant that thought arose, it turned into 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 genius of the Tang Sect..."
"Blegh!"
His blood and qi churned, and Tang San spat out another huge mouthful of blood.
The commotion from the fight had drawn over half the academy.
Footsteps crowded the corridor. Students packed both ends of the hallway, craning their necks and whispering among themselves.
"Eh? Isn't that Tang San and Grandmaster? Why are they on the ground again?"
"Looks like Ye Hua did it..."
"Ye Hua? That freshman with Innate Full Soul Power? Why is he clashing with Tang San again?"
"You wouldn't know since you weren't here. I was hiding in the corner watching the whole show—Grandmaster hired someone to murder Ye Hua!"
"Hired someone to murder him? That Grandmaster is vicious!"
"Isn't he? Tang San isn't any better either. Have you forgotten how he slandered Ye Hua and Director Su on the training grounds last time?"
Just then, the crowd was suddenly pushed aside.
Wang Sheng squeezed through. The moment he saw the scene in the corridor, his expression changed dramatically.
He rushed to Ye Hua in two quick strides, grabbed his arm, and said, "Brother Ye Hua, Director Su is here! Hurry and go! 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 his eyes turned red with anxiety. "Director Su will be here any second!"
"Grandmaster is still an academy teacher and a friend of the headmaster. You beat him into this state—the academy definitely won't let it go! If you leave now, 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 still have to! You're our boss!"
Seeing how loyal he was, Ye Hua's gaze softened with appreciation. "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 expression, 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 ground his teeth together. "Director Su! Ye Hua attacked people in public! He assaulted a teacher! He assaulted a fellow student!"
"According to academy rules, such violent conduct must result in expulsion!"
"You can see it with your own eyes! The witnesses and evidence are all here! He can't get away with it!"
Director Su stopped and swept his gaze across the corridor.
Yu Xiaogang lay slumped against the wall, Tang San was covered in blood, and shattered stones and charred Blue Silver Grass remains littered the floor.
Director Su's brows knitted tightly together.
Everyone's eyes fell upon 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!
With charges like attacking people in public and assaulting a teacher confirmed, no one can save you!
"Ye Hua, hahahaha, so what if you beat me?"
"If you're expelled from the academy and can't get a graduation certificate, you won't even be able to apply to an Intermediate Soul Master Academy! You'll spend the rest of your life rotting away in Holy Soul Village!"
"Don't worry. Once you're expelled, I'll take good care of Xiao Wu for you. The Work-Study Students will also acknowledge me as their king. I'll be the academy's only hea—"
"Tang San! Keep dreaming!"
Tang San forcibly swallowed his final word. The smile on his face froze as he saw the petite figure behind Director Su, leaving him completely dumbfounded.
"Xiao Wu, what are you doing there?"
Xiao Wu cast Tang San a cold glance. "Tang San, my brother knew you were up to no good, so he had me bring Director Su here."
"Bring Director Su here?" Tang San burst into laughter. "Ye Hua, you've really dropped a rock on your own foot!"
"You never expected it, did you? By bringing Director Su here, you've only confirmed your bullying of fellow students and disrespect for a teacher!"
Yu Xiaogang had also recovered slightly. 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 have a kind heart, then no matter how strong he is, he is nothing more than a menace."
"Ye Hua attacked a teacher and fellow students for no reason. His character is corrupt. I request that the academy expel Ye Hua to set the record straight!"
The moment those words came out, the area erupted in uproar.
Wang Sheng looked at Ye Hua worriedly, his gaze full of resentment.
Never mind whether I can beat Tang San or whether I can take the blame for this—at least you should have run! Now Director Su has caught you red-handed. What are we supposed to do?
Yet Ye Hua beckoned Xiao Wu over and casually patted Wang Sheng's shoulder. "What, you have so little faith in your Sister Xiao Wu?"
"Xiao Wu and I are inseparable. Aren't you curious why she wasn't there when I fought these two?"
Wang Sheng blinked, confusion written all over his face. "Could it be that you had another plan, Brother Ye Hua?"
Ye Hua smiled without answering and tipped 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!"
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