Strange Yan Shaozhe!

"Um, um... I can't take this blow, this princess had better leave this opportunity to you!" Seeing Xiang Jun look at her, Tang Wutong's cheeks instantly flushed red as she stammered.

No longer paying attention to the evasive Tang Wutong, Xiang Jun turned his head to look at the menacing, fierce fire dragon in the distance.

"Hmph, it's merely a final counterattack before defeat, your soul power has long since become as laughable as a candle in the wind!"

Xiang Jun's gaze locked, and the trident in his hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling, brilliant golden light!

First Form of the Golden Thirteen Halberds -- Unfixed Storm!

The Seagod's Trident waved gently, and a force impossible to resist instantly swept across the entire arena. The originally menacing fire dragon, along with Zhou Yi, was instantly swallowed by the golden light.

Hiding behind him, Tang Wutong dazedly watched the towering figure before her, which seemed like the Sea God in the flesh, faintly seeming to see her father's shadow upon Xiang Jun.

That incomparably bizarre feeling involuntarily raised a trace of shame in her heart.

The golden light slowly dispersed, and everyone present instinctively held their breath, successively casting their gazes toward Zhou Yi's location.

They saw that the place where Zhou Yi originally stood had long been dyed gold, and Zhou Yi herself was firmly bound in place by an irresistible force.

As for that incomparably menacing fire dragon, it had completely disappeared at this moment.

"This power?! Impossible..."

Noticing the abnormality in her body, a look of terror instantly surfaced on Zhou Yi's face as she hurriedly and frantically circulated the soul power within her, attempting to break free from the restraints, but all of this was ultimately in vain.

"Old hag, take this!"

Right at that moment, a black shadow suddenly flew out from behind Xiang Jun, which upon closer inspection turned out to be a quaint, petite black hammer.

Clear Sky Hammer?

Xiang Jun raised an eyebrow, choosing not to voice any obstruction.

For a teacher like Zhou Yi who had zero morals and expelled students at whim, it was best to let her suffer a bit.

Watching the black shadow rapidly hurtling toward her, a large "DANGER" character suddenly appeared atop Zhou Yi's head, leaving her with no choice but to frantically urge her soul power once again.

As a top-tier crowd-control divine skill that ignored all defense, Unfixed Storm was not something Zhou Yi, a mere Soul Emperor, could break free from. In the end, she could only let the Clear Sky Hammer smash directly against her chest.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking rang out. Even though Tang Wutong's Clear Sky Hammer lacked attached spirit rings, its weight still reached several hundred catties. Even with Zhou Yi being a Soul Emperor, without any defensive state, it still inflicted extremely severe injuries upon her.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spewed from Zhou Yi's mouth. The pain of broken ribs coupled with the humiliation of being defeated by students caused her vision to go dark, and she completely passed out.

"That's it? That's all? And I thought how powerful she was!" Tang Wutong crossed her fair arms over her chest, and even though Zhou Yi had already passed out, her mouth still continuously and mockingly nagged.

Xiang Jun's eye twitched; he had already held back, otherwise the sheer weight of the Seagod's Trident alone would have been enough to crush Zhou Yi into meat paste.

But who was Tang Wutong?

She was the recognized little princess of the Divine Realm, with a crowd of deities backing her up. If it weren't for being at the academy, given her lawless personality, she probably really would have taken old Zhou Yi's life...

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Just as Xiang Jun was about to speak, a crisp round of applause suddenly arrived. Turning his head to look, he saw that Yan Shaozhe had unexpectedly appeared behind the two of them at some unknown point.

"Utterly brilliant, the two of you truly live up to being heaven's chosen ones to actually defeat Zhou Yi, truly exceeding this old man's expectations."

Yan Shaozhe's face still wore that smiling expression, completely ignoring the unconscious Zhou Yi lying down below.

His gaze swept nonchalantly over the trident in Xiang Jun's hand, and even for Yan Shaozhe, a trace of solemnity could not help but rise in the depths of his eyes.

"This student greets Dean Yan." Xiang Jun bowed slightly, and seeing this, Tang Wutong could only unwillingly execute a bow as well.

Hmph! White-haired old coot, this princess is only sparing you for Xiang Jun's sake. I advise you to behave yourself and not refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!

Yan Shaozhe was extremely satisfied with the attitude of the two. After using soul power to lift them up, he continued to speak: "This old man is aware of your wager with Zhou Yi, and tomorrow the academy will arrange a new acting head teacher for you!"

Finishing his words, Yan Shaozhe produced two jade bottles from his bosom and spoke in a solemn tone: "Regarding Zhou Yi's matter, this old man apologizes to you two on behalf of the academy. These are the academy's compensation for you; they aren't terribly precious, but they represent a bit of the academy's good intentions."

As soon as Yan Shaozhe said this, a large question mark instantly appeared above Xiang Jun's head.

Huh? Is this still that extremely stingy Yan Shaozhe from his impressions!

Could he be setting a trap for him?

It was no fault of Xiang Jun for being so vigilant; it was mainly because Yan Shaozhe's performance in the original work was truly unspeakable.

"This... then this student thanks Dean Yan." Hesitating for a moment, Xiang Jun ultimately accepted the jade bottles.

Seeing this, Tang Wutong hurriedly followed suit.

"Very well, this old man has other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave first. When you have time, the two of you come to this old man's office." A strange brilliance flickered in the depths of Yan Shaozhe's eyes, and his figure instantly vanished on the spot.

"Hey, stop following me!"

"Who... who's following you, um... this princess is just heading the same way!"

On the path toward the dormitory, Xiang Jun looked at Tang Wutong clinging to him like taffy, a trace of helplessness instantly rising in the depths of his eyes.

Ever since defeating Zhou Yi in the morning, Tang Wutong had stuck close by his side like an inseparable shadow, especially with that "I'm about to throw myself at you" look, which left Xiang Jun somewhat crying and laughing.

Not only did he snatch Tang God King's Sea God Godhood, but he also walked away with his Seagod's Trident.

If he were to also abduct his precious little apple of his eye, wouldn't Tang God King immediately charge down from the Divine Realm and serve him a "path to your own doom" warning?

Thinking of this, Xiang Jun suddenly felt his scalp go a bit numb.

Seeing Xiang Jun's expression of having no recourse against her, Tang Wutong couldn't help feeling somewhat smug in her heart as she spoke in a sprightly tone: "Hey hey hey, who gave you that Seagod's Trident?"

"Hold on... how do you know it's called the Seagod's Trident?" Although Xiang Jun knew it clearly in his heart, his face still feigned a look of shock.

How did I know?

When this princess was little, I even used it to spear fish!

"Never you mind that! This princess asks you, was it given to you by a tall, straight-backed man with blue hair? And your Sea God Martial Soul was also bestowed upon you by him, right?" Tang Wutong puffed out her little chest with the look of someone who had already seen right through him.

Hearing these words, Xiang Jun's expression instantly turned bizarre.

Because what Tang Wutong said was... entirely correct.

Only it wasn't Tang God King, but Poseidon.

Xiang Jun was just getting ready to voice a denial when Tang Wutong suddenly extended a fair finger and pressed it against his lips.

"No need to deny it, every move you just made was right under this princess's watch, oh!"