The Instructor's Defenses Crumble, Madman Lin!

"Enough!" Instructor Wu roared in humiliation and anger.

"Stop spouting nonsense and confusing the truth! Seeing that you are young and your talent is hard-won, I could not bear to watch you go astray, which is why I spoke to enlighten you! Yet not only do you refuse to repent, you even twist your words and defy your teacher! Such stubbornness must be severely punished! Otherwise, where are the camp rules? Where is the dignity of teachers?!"

He decided to stop reasoning with him and simply crush this kid who did not know his place with authority, status, and the "camp rules."

Yet Lin Ming's reaction once again exceeded his expectations.

Faced with Instructor Wu's fierce threat of "severe punishment," Lin Ming did not even furrow his brow.

He merely slowly raised the Silver Frost Spear still dripping with blood. Its tip pointed diagonally, no longer at the corpse on the ground or at Instructor Wu, but toward the center of the arena—the area that symbolized "life and death without consequence."

Then he raised his head and looked calmly at Instructor Wu, whose face had turned livid and whose entire body shook with rage. Enunciating every word, he said clearly,

"Stop yammering."

His voice was flat, yet it carried a chilling indifference and impatience.

"First, I broke no rules. This is the Life-and-Death Arena. Life and death are not held against anyone. Even you acknowledged that rule."

"Second..."

He paused. With a flick of his wrist, the Silver Frost Spear let out a clear hum. Cold light flickered from its tip as it pointed straight at Instructor Wu!

"If you're not convinced..."

Lin Ming's voice suddenly rose, carrying a decisive, even crazed sharpness. In an instant, it drowned out every whisper and rang across the entire Life-and-Death Arena.

"Then fight