Who dares bully my disciple

Tai Nuo chuckled.

The laughter came from his nose, tinged with contempt.

He also threw a punch, his fist covered in a thick layer of grayish-white Soul Power light, and clashed with Ye Lin's fist.

Tai Long couldn't help but close his eyes.

He silently thought to himself: It's over. Ye Lin is going to be blasted away by one punch.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided, and a loud bang erupted from the point where their fists met.

A visible shockwave rippled outwards from the center, whipping up rubble and dead leaves from the ground.

A figure stumbled back several steps, his shoes carving two deep furrows in the ground, before finally regaining his footing.

As Tai Long listened to the commotion, he muttered to himself.

Huh? Ye Lin wasn't blasted away? He actually managed to go toe-to-toe with my dad?

No wonder he could send me flying with one punch.

He opened his eyes with relief.

Um?

He blinked, then blinked again, and then froze on the spot.

The person who retreated was not Ye Lin.

It's Tai Nuo.

Tai Nuo took several steps back to regain his balance, his right hand, which had been exchanging punches with Ye Lin, hanging limply at his side, his knuckles trembling slightly.

He looked up at Ye Lin, who was standing still, and his expression changed from contempt to astonishment.

Ye Lin stood still, not moving an inch, not even taking a single step back.

Tai Long's mind went blank.

He silently cursed in his mind, "Holy crap. Is Ye Lin even human? How can he be so strong?"

My dad was knocked back even after I punched him?

To others it might seem ordinary, but only Tai Long knows just how powerful his father Tai Nuo, truly is.

That's a pure Strength-type Soul Master. Although he's only Soul King, his strength is already comparable to that of Soul Sage.

But if you ask about other aspects,

Don't ask!

Tai Nuo mentally went through a series of events.

This kid doesn't look very old, how come his punches are so powerful?

He flexed his wrist, clenched his fist, then raised his head again, his eyes fixed on Ye Lin with a more serious expression than before.

He brought both hands to his chest, and his Martial Soul Possession.

The Mighty Ape's Soul Power surged from his meridians, and his body instantly grew five inches taller. His shoulders spread out to the sides, and the muscles in his chest stretched his shirt so much that it burst open, leaving the clothes in pieces hanging around his waist.

Five Spirit Ring, two yellow and three purple, rose from beneath his feet. He stood there, his upper body bare, his muscles bulging, making him look like a giant ape standing up.

Tai Nuo snorted coldly, his tone a beat deeper than before.

"Kid, I wonder what move you used to block my punch."

"But seeing my Spirit Ring made me think twice."

"I'm a level 58 Strength-type Battle Soul King. My fists and feet have no eyes; if you kill me, things will get complicated."

He had barely finished speaking when

A voice came from around the corner of the teaching building. "Since the elders are here, why don't you let me give it a try?"

Yu Xiaogang slowly walked out from behind the corner, his blue-green coat swaying gently in the wind.

He walked up to Ye Lin and stood down, his gaze fixed on Tai Nuo's face.

Ye Lin turned around and glanced at him. "Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang nodded.

"Tai Nuo, I won't go into the matter of your son provoking my disciple."

"But as an elder, how can you have the nerve to cause trouble for my disciple?"

Tai Nuo glanced at Yu Xiaogang.

He didn't know this person.

That's all right then.

He curled his lip and snorted coldly, "No matter what, you hit my son, and I'm here to demand an explanation."

Ye Lin took half a step forward, turned his head to look at Yu Xiaogang: "Teacher, I can handle this."

Yu Xiaogang stretched out a hand and shielded him behind him.

"It's your problem if you can solve it."

"But now that his father has come out, how can I, as your teacher, just stand by and watch?"

He has elders, and so do you!

He raised his right hand and pointed towards the sky. "Come out, Luo Sanpao!"

Five Spirit Ring, one yellow, one purple, and one black, rose from beneath his feet.

A golden thunderclap resounded in the sky, followed by a dragon's roar descending from the clouds. The sound was deep and long, echoing several times over the academy before slowly dissipating.

The Radiant Sacred Dragon Luo Sanpao, standing four meters tall, swooped down from the clouds. Its platinum scales gleamed dazzlingly in the sunlight, and its two pairs of broad golden wings spread out, obscuring most of the shadows on the ground.

It landed heavily beside Yu Xiaogang, its four dragon claws stomping on the stone bricks and crushing several of them.

It lowered its head, its golden vertical pupils sweeping towards Tai Nuo, and a low dragon roar escaped its throat.

The oppressive force pressed down on Luo Sanpao without reservation, as if something was grinding down from the deepest part of his bloodline.

Tai Nuo stood in the very center of that oppressive aura, his knees bent slightly, then he forced them back to their straight positions.

He swallowed hard, looking up at the four-meter-tall Radiant Sacred Dragon before him.

He looked down at the two yellow and three purple Spirit Ring on his body, and the expression on his face slowly darkened from the previous contempt.

He silently recited a sentence in his heart.

This... this doesn't seem like a match for them; I might not be able to beat them.

Tai Nuo stood still, looking up at the four-meter-tall Radiant Sacred Dragon before him.

His mind raced: he had to find a way to avoid a fight while also saving face.

As he was thinking, Tai Long leaned in from behind and said in a low voice, "Dad, you don't think you can beat them. Forget it, you're no match for them."

Tai Nuo's expression changed.

He turned his head, glared at Tai Long's face which still held a hint of worry, and slapped him on the back of the head.

"What are you talking about? How could I not beat him?"

His voice was even louder than before, and the veins in his neck were bulging.

"Are you even a member of the Strength Clan anymore? Disgraceful!"

Tai Long clutched the back of his head and took a half-step back. He silently said to himself, "Dad, I'm doing this for your own good." But he didn't dare say it aloud.

Tai Nuo withdrew his gaze and focused it back on Luo Sanpao. He clenched his teeth, pulled his fists to his sides, and all three Spirit Ring lit up simultaneously.

First Soul Skill: Strength Surge

Second Spirit Skill: Strength Condensation

Third Soul Skill, Source of Strength

He stood there, his upper body muscles bulging.

Luo Sanpao made a move.

It raised its front paws and swung them down towards Tai Nuo.

That claw strike was imbued with platinum-gold Soul Power. Tai Nuo raised both fists to meet it, and the fist and claw collided. A muffled thud exploded from the middle, and the shockwave sent another ring of rubble flying up from the ground.

Tai Nuo's feet sank half an inch into the ground, and Luo Sanpao's claws were pushed back by his punch.

The two fought to a standstill.

Tai Nuo knew he was no match for them.

They didn't even use a single Soul Skill.

His gaze shifted from Luo Sanpao to Yu Xiaogang.

He silently thought to himself: Let's take care of this guy first.

Without its master, this big guy lost its source of power.