I Just Won't Admit Defeat!

Tai Long stretched his arms across his chest.

Ye Lin's fist arrived.

The punch swung out from the side and landed squarely on Tai Long's crossed arms.

The moment the fist landed, the air in the classroom seemed to be squeezed from the middle.

The force of the impact forced Tai Long's arms back against his chest, lifting him off the ground and sending him flying backward.

His back slammed into the window frame, shattering the wooden frame into pieces. He was then thrown out of the window, crashing into the gravel outside the classroom and creating a crater about half a person deep.

The rubble at the bottom of the pit burst up and splashed around.

The classroom fell silent.

Several students in the front row stood up and moved closer to the window. People in the back rows also stood up one after another, craning their necks to look out the window.

Tai Long lay at the bottom of the pit, his hands supporting him on the ground, his arms trembling.

He tried twice before he could straighten his upper body; his school uniform had a long tear in the chest, running from the shoulder all the way to his waist.

He looked up at the window, then slowly stood up, his legs still trembling, supporting himself on his knees.

He stood in the pit, looking up at the figure in the viewing window, and managed to squeeze out, "You... aren't you an agility-type Soul Master? How do you have such strength?"

Ye Lin jumped out of the window and landed on the edge of the pit.

"Who told you I'm an agility-based Soul Master?"

He looked down at Tai Long's still somewhat bewildered face.

"So? Are you convinced now?"

Tai Long clenched his teeth.

"I don't accept this! You ambushed me! Try it again if you dare!"

Ye Lin nodded. "Okay. You can prepare in advance."

Tai Long clenched his fists in front of his chest, and his First Soul Ring lit up. Rock-Solid Defense. A layer of grayish-white stone patterns appeared on the surface of his body, spreading from his shoulders to his chest and arms, making him look as if he were wrapped in a stone shell.

Immediately following, the Third Soul Ring lit up, Demon Ape Golden Body was coated with another layer of dark golden luster on its stone shell. In that instant, its body swelled up another size.

He stood in the pit, his feet sinking half an inch into the gravel, exuding a heavy sense of oppression.

He looked up and beckoned to Ye Lin with his finger. "Come on!"

Ye Lin's figure flashed.

He pushed off with his feet and charged towards Tai Long.

A punch was thrown.

That punch was thrown out exactly the same as before, without any unnecessary movements.

A muffled thud erupted from the bottom of the pit, sending rubble flying up from the edge and scattering around it.

The state of Martial Soul Possession was shattered in that instant.

He was pulled up from the bottom of the pit, flew backward, and crashed his back into the trunk of another tree, breaking it in half. He then landed on the ground, creating another crater.

He tried to brace himself on the ground, but his arms gave way and he collapsed back down.

His mind was buzzing, and the things in front of him swayed a couple of times before slowly settling down.

On the other side of the classroom window, several students took a half step back.

The tall, thin boy in the front row pulled his outstretched neck back and swallowed hard.

The way they looked at Ye Lin was different now.

Tai Long is the top student in the academy, Mighty Ape Martial Soul with two yellow and one purple Spirit Ring. He is strong and has high defense. He fought Tang San in this classroom for half a year without a clear winner.

But Ye Lin attacked him without using his Martial Soul or Soul Skill; each punch left a dent.

What if they used Martial Soul? No one dared to think about it.

Ye Lin stood at the edge of the pit, put his hands back in his pockets, and looked at the still trembling figure. "Give in?"

Tai Long lay motionless at the bottom of the pit, too exhausted to lift his arm any further.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"You're still ambushing me! You ran too fast! Try again if you dare!"

Ye Lin let out a long breath.

The Strength Clan are all simple-minded fools with underdeveloped limbs.

And they're all stubborn.

"Fine, then you can stay here and complain if you want. I'm going back to class."

It's unclear how much time passed before Tai Long finally climbed out of the pit.

He rested for a while, supporting himself on his knees, until his legs stopped trembling, before slowly making his way back to the path behind the classroom.

He didn't go back to the classroom; he went straight out of the college gate and home.

I need to go home and get some rest.

At noon, two people arrived at the gate of the Shrek Academy.

The one walking in front was even bigger than Tai Long, with shoulders as broad as a low wall, and the muscles on his arms stretched his sleeves taut.

Tai Long walked beside him, his steps slower than usual, his face pale, and his gait somewhat awkward.

As they walked, Tai Long pleaded, "Dad, let's go back quickly. If you come to help me, I'll completely lose face at the academy."

Tai Nuo didn't even turn his head, but raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. "You beat up my son, how can you let it go unpunished?"

Tai Long shrank back, then took two more steps forward. "Dad, I'm begging you. I can handle this myself. If you do this, how will I ever be able to hold my head up in the academy again?"

Tai Nuo didn't stop walking. "You can't hold your head up? When have you ever held your head up since someone punched you out of the window?"

Tai Long's mouth opened slightly, then closed again.

As the two walked inside, Tai Long glanced up and saw Ye Lin and Xiao Wu walking side by side from the corner of the teaching building.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly blinked frantically in Xiao Wu's direction, his eyelids blinking like crazy.

Xiao Wu was talking to Ye Lin when she caught a glimpse of Tai Long's winking face out of the corner of her eye. She paused, her brows furrowing.

"Tai Long, what's with that wink you giving me? Haven't you been beaten into submission by Brother Lin yet?"

Tai Nuo stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head. "You two are Xiao Wu and Ye Lin?"

Ye Lin nodded, his tone flat. "What's wrong?"

Tai Nuo snorted coldly, pulled both hands out of his sleeves, clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked.

"You hit my son and then asked me what happened?"

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips, raised her chin, and said, "Explain? Explain my ass."

Tai Nuo's gaze swept across Xiao Wu's face.

"Little girl, you really are a femme fatale. If you hadn't seduced my son, he wouldn't have been beaten."

Xiao Wu's face changed. She took her hands off her waist, clenched them into fists, and gritted her teeth. "You old bastard! Explain yourself!"

She took a step forward, about to make a move, when Ye Lin reached out a hand from the side, grabbed her arm, and pulled her behind her.

"I'll go."

Ye Lin withdrew his hand, pushed off with his foot, activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and rushed towards Tai Nuo.

His fist swung out from his side, exactly the same way he had when he hit Tai Long, aiming straight for Tai Nuo's face.

Tai Long's pupils contracted, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ye Lin! No! My dad is the Soul King!"