Zhou Yi's Injury

Shrek Square.

A flash of blood bloomed, and then a figure was suddenly sent flying backward out of the circle.

Because Lin Yan, a Soul Elder whose Spirit Ring had surpassed its limit, was here, many people were watching this place.

Seeing the elderly female instructor get sent flying by a single strike from Lin Yan, not only were the freshmen watching from the sidelines dumbfounded, even the referee was stunned.

Bang—

Zhou Yi's body slammed heavily into the ground.

Looking over at her, they saw her lying on the ground, wailing and groaning. The intense pain made her body convulse slightly, and the entire right side of her chest was drenched in blood.

At this sight, quite a few people sucked in a sharp breath.

"This—"

As the culprit, even Lin Yan was dumbfounded.

He had only wanted to send Zhou Yi flying with all his strength and obtain that Soul Ascension Pill, which was why he had even used his trump card, Thunderous Bagua.

Who could have known that one strike would leave Zhou Yi in such a miserable state?

Looking at the bloody mess on Zhou Yi's chest, could he have blown that thing up with one swing of his staff?

Lin Yan secretly swallowed, keenly realizing that he seemed to have gotten himself into trouble.

Zhou Yi, a Soul Emperor, had ended up in such a state against Lin Yan, a Soul Elder.

Carelessness was the main reason.

Another reason was that Lin Yan's Soul Skills and strength had exceeded her expectations.

Especially the Inner Force passive of his second Soul Skill, Titan's Fury, as well as the lightning-attribute amplification of his first Soul Skill, Thunder Awakening.

Caught off guard, Zhou Yi had been thrown briefly out of control by the consecutive attacks of those two Soul Skills, exposing an opening and giving Lin Yan an opportunity.

Otherwise, even if Lin Yan had used his ultimate move, there was no way he could have injured a top-tier Soul Emperor like Zhou Yi so badly.

Bei Bei quickly walked over to Lin Yan. Looking at Zhou Yi's sorry state, a trace of shock appeared in his eyes as well. "Cousin, that move of yours was pretty strong. Even a Soul Emperor couldn't block it."

Lin Yan gave an awkward laugh, but from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhou Yi's twisted face as she slowly climbed to her feet like an out-of-control vengeful ghost.

"Not good!"

Lin Yan glanced around, then hurriedly pulled Bei Bei behind the referee.

Just as the referee was confused by his sudden action, Zhou Yi's furious voice arrived along with the terrifying aura of a Soul Emperor.

"You little bastard, come out and die!"

Zhou Yi's gritted voice rang out. The pain in her chest made her want nothing more than to chop Lin Yan into eight pieces on the spot.

Lin Yan looked at the referee and said solemnly, "Referee, you saw it just now. I followed the rules of the match the entire time and didn't break any rules. This teacher lost because she wasn't skilled enough, and now she wants to break the rules and take revenge on me. You can't just stand by and watch."

"Uh—"

The referee was rendered speechless for a moment.

His words were crude, but they made sense. Although Lin Yan had been a bit ruthless, there was indeed nothing wrong with what he said. He had not violated any rules.

Thinking of this, the referee revealed a helpless expression. He then looked at Zhou Yi, and the bloody mess on her chest made his eyelid twitch.

"You brat, of all places to hit, you had to hit there!"

The referee glared at Lin Yan before giving a light cough and looking at Zhou Yi. "Teacher Zhou, calm down. This child may have struck a little too hard, but he really didn't break any rules. As a teacher, how can you take the lead in breaking the rules and seeking revenge?"

"Move aside. I can't calm down!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were wide with fury. Her enraged gaze was practically turning into tangible flames, ready to burn Lin Yan to death.

The referee frowned. "No. I have to stop you. So many people are watching. What you're doing is trampling on our academy's reputation. If everyone acted like you, there would be no need to hold these matches anymore."

Faced with the referee's righteous words, Zhou Yi, whose mind had been clouded by anger, clearly could not care less.

She erupted directly. Two yellow, two purple, and two black Spirit Rings rose simultaneously.

Seeing this, the referee hurriedly called to those around him, "Stop watching the show and get over here. Restrain her first and help her calm down."

Powerful Soul Power fluctuations erupted. Though Zhou Yi was formidable, the other instructors of Shrek Academy were no pushovers either.

As teachers of Shrek Academy, they naturally placed great importance on the academy's reputation and honor.

Although Lin Yan's underhanded strike had left them speechless as well, they would not stand by and watch the enraged Zhou Yi trample on Shrek Academy's reputation in front of so many people.

With the referee and instructors joining forces, more than ten Soul Emperors subdued the furious Zhou Yi in the blink of an eye.

"You take Zhou Yi to the infirmary for treatment. I'll take these children to see the director. The director should decide how this matter is to be handled."

After that, two referees forcibly took the subdued Zhou Yi away.

Lin Yan and Bei Bei followed the referee into a teaching building.

Although Tang Ya had barely had any presence in the match, she was brought along as well because she had been on the same team as Lin Yan and Bei Bei.

Seeing Lin Yan remain silent, Bei Bei comforted him, "Cousin, it's fine. We didn't break any rules. If anyone is to blame, it's her for being less skilled. I believe the academy will be fair."

"Mm."

Lin Yan nodded.

Bei Bei's great-grandfather was the master of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy. With that connection, Lin Yan truly had nothing to worry about in Shrek Academy.

Soon, the group of four entered an office on the top floor of the teaching building.

Inside the room sat a middle-aged man dressed in white robes, his hair combed exceptionally neatly.

He was Du Weilun, the Dean of Instruction for Shrek Academy's Outer Court.

Shrek Academy was divided into the Inner Court and Outer Court.

The several deans focused most of their attention on the Inner Court, while most Outer Court affairs were handled by this Dean of Instruction. As such, he possessed considerable authority.

After learning the full course of events from the referee, Du Weilun frowned. A trace of disbelief appeared in his eyes before his gaze swept over Lin Yan and the other two. "These three children injured Zhou Yi?"

"Mm."

The referee nodded and replied, "Director Du, it's true. Teacher Zhou Yi was probably careless, which was why she was injured. Director, how do you think this should be handled?"

"This—"

Du Weilun revealed a hesitant expression. For a moment, even he found the matter rather difficult.

Seeing this, Lin Yan immediately spoke up. "Teachers, we followed the rules throughout the match and didn't break any of them. You can't punish us just because we were too strong and accidentally injured a teacher, can you?"

"Exactly!"

Bei Bei and Tang Ya nodded alongside him.

Du Weilun's expression was filled with strangeness and helplessness.

If it had been an ordinary injury, he naturally would not have hesitated. He certainly would not squabble with three children.

But according to the referee, Zhou Yi's chest had been beaten into a bloody mess. Given her temperament, she would definitely go insane over this.

Just as Du Weilun was beginning to feel a headache coming on, a tall figure pushed open the office door and barged in without even knocking.

This man had broad shoulders and a sturdy build, thick brows and large eyes, with an exceptionally tough and unyielding demeanor.

However, his brows were currently furrowed, and the gloom and fury in his eyes could not be concealed.

His sudden intrusion immediately drew the attention of everyone in the office.

"Teacher Fan Yu, why are you here?"

Du Weilun looked at the newcomer, rose to his feet, and asked subconsciously.