Flanders Bit Off More Than He Could Chew? Gu Ling Actually Forced Back Someone at His Level?

At those words, Flanders's expression darkened completely.

Originally, he truly had not intended to attack directly. At most, he had planned to use the aura of a Soul Saint to pressure Gu Ling a little, make the boy yield, and give Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun an explanation.

But now... he finally understood why Yu Xiaogang's face always looked so unpleasant whenever Gu Ling was mentioned.

This boy's mouth.

It was sharper than a blade!

And the things he said always left people unable to find a rebuttal for a moment.

Watching Flanders's expression grow increasingly ugly, Gu Ling's lips instead curled up slightly as he said,

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Are you going to attack just because you can't argue your way out again?"

"That would be normal."

"After all, isn't that what Shrek Academy does best?"

At those words, the veins on Flanders's forehead bulged completely. The next instant, a terrifying surge of soul power far beyond the Soul Elder level erupted from his body!

The overwhelming soul pressure swept outward like a tidal wave.

The fallen leaves along both sides of the street were instantly blown into the air. Even the dust on the ground scattered in every direction beneath the impact of that soul power.

Ye Lingling's expression changed slightly. Although she did not know who this middle-aged man was, she could tell from the pressure of his soul power alone that his cultivation was far beyond theirs.

At the very least, he was a Soul Emperor!

Perhaps even higher!

However, Gu Ling, who stood directly opposite Flanders, merely narrowed his eyes slightly. There was not much fear on his face, because even if Flanders attacked forcefully, he had already thought of a way to deal with it—one that might even make the old man turn around and leave at once.

He would bluff Flanders. His surname was Gu, and his martial soul was the rare Bone Dragon. Flanders only needed to think carefully about who else on the entire continent possessed a Bone Dragon martial soul and bore the surname Gu!

Even if that failed, he could release a signal and have the Imperial Dou Team rush over immediately.

The next moment, Flanders suddenly withdrew the pressure of his soul power and said, "Don't you think I'm bullying the young? Then today, I'll give you a fair chance."

Gu Ling raised his brows slightly, clearly somewhat surprised.

Flanders snorted coldly and raised a hand to push up the crystal glasses on his nose.

"I won't use my martial soul next, nor will I use soul skills. I'll even suppress my soul power to roughly the same level as yours—thirty-seventh rank. Aren't you quite capable?"

"Then let me see just how much you, a twelve-year-old Soul Elder, are worth!"

As he spoke, he raised one hand, spread his five fingers, and slowly clenched them into a fist.

"Ten moves."

"As long as you last ten moves against me, I'll turn around and leave today. I won't pursue the matter of you injuring my students either. But if you can't even endure ten moves..."

"Then you'll come back with me and personally kneel to apologize to those two!"

Upon hearing that.

Ye Lingling could not help frowning. She looked at Flanders and said in her usual cool voice,

"What kind of fairness is that? You may have suppressed your soul power and chosen not to use your martial soul, but can you suppress your physical abilities, combat experience, and reaction speed to the level of a Soul Elder as well?"

The moment those words came out, Flanders's expression stiffened slightly. Ye Lingling had clearly struck straight at the problem. A seven-ring Soul Saint might refrain from using his martial soul and only use the soul power of a thirty-seventh-rank cultivator, but the physical abilities, combat experience, eyesight, and reaction speed accumulated through decades of training could not simply vanish because he said he was "suppressing his soul power."

Strictly speaking.

This still could not be considered truly fair.

However, Gu Ling suddenly raised a hand to stop Ye Lingling from continuing.

"It's fine, Ling Ling."

Ye Lingling turned toward him with a worried expression.

"Gu Ling?"

The corners of Gu Ling's lips lifted slightly as he said seriously, "Since Dean Flanders wants so badly to help his students regain their dignity, then I'll give him this chance."

At those words, Flanders's eyes narrowed slightly as he asked with some surprise,

"You know me?"

Gu Ling replied calmly,

"The dean of Shrek Academy, the Four-Eyed Cat Eagle Flanders."

"A seventy-eighth-rank agility-attack battle Soul Saint."

"There should be quite a few people around Soto City who know you. What's so strange about that?"

Hearing this, Flanders did not think much of it. He merely snorted and said, "Since you know I'm a Soul Saint and still dare agree, it seems you truly are confident."

Gu Ling casually rolled his wrists.

"It's not confidence."

"I just think..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Flanders.

"If you're really only using thirty-seventh-rank soul power and not using your martial soul, isn't ten moves a little too few? I think I could hold out for a hundred or eighty moves without any problem."

The air suddenly fell silent.

Ye Lingling: "..."

Flanders: "..."

The veins on Flanders's forehead, which had just subsided, began throbbing again as he roared,

"Brat!"

"You really are arrogant! Then come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Flanders stomped fiercely against the ground. His body shot toward Gu Ling like an arrow released from a bow! Even with his soul power suppressed to the thirty-seventh rank, the speed and techniques honed through decades as an agility-attack Soul Saint were still beyond what an ordinary Soul Elder could compare to.

In the blink of an eye, Flanders had reached Gu Ling. His right hand curled into a claw and lunged straight for Gu Ling's shoulder!

"First move!"

Flanders was extremely fast, and this grab did not target a vital point. Clearly, he still intended to teach Gu Ling a lesson first.

However, just as his palm was about to touch Gu Ling's shoulder.

Crack!

The familiar sound of bones grinding suddenly rang out!

"Bone Dragon Possession!"

Roar—!

A deep dragon's roar erupted as the enormous phantom of a pale Bone Dragon suddenly appeared behind Gu Ling. Pale bone armor covered his arms, bone claws extended from his hands, and a pale bone tail lashed out from behind him. One yellow and two purple Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet in succession!

The next moment.

The second purple Soul Ring beneath Gu Ling's feet suddenly lit up, and he shouted,

"Second Soul Skill—Void Dragon Assault!"

At once, space twisted.

Gu Ling vanished into thin air!

Flanders's grasp caught nothing. His pupils contracted slightly as he said in surprise,

"A spatial soul skill?"

When he had heard about it from Dai Mubai and the others yesterday, he had not had any direct impression of it. But after seeing it with his own eyes, even Flanders had to admit that this soul skill was truly troublesome!

There was no movement trajectory, nor was it simply incredible speed. It was genuine spatial traversal!

"Behind me!"

Flanders's extensive combat experience allowed him to make a judgment almost instantly. He did not turn around. Instead, he suddenly bent forward while sweeping his right leg backward!

But just when he thought Gu Ling would appear behind him.

Buzz!

A spatial fluctuation came from his right side instead!

"What?"

Flanders's expression changed slightly. Gu Ling had already appeared behind and beside him. His right fist, covered in bone armor, did not pause in the slightest as it slammed forward!

Bang!

Flanders hurriedly raised an arm to block.

The two collided, and an enormous force surged forth. Flanders was actually knocked several steps sideways by that punch, the soles of his shoes scraping against the ground with a piercing sound.

"This boy's strength is this great?"

Flanders was finally somewhat astonished. Although he was only using thirty-seventh-rank soul power, his body was still that of a Soul Saint.

Even a normal Soul Elder's full-force strike would find it difficult to force him back, yet Gu Ling had actually done it?