Trading blows with Zhou Yi

"My god! Am I seeing things? He sent the teacher flying the moment he arrived?!"

"That felt good! This teacher started barking orders and insults at us right away. Watching her get knocked flying was so satisfying!"

"Wow! He's so handsome! I think he's even a little better-looking than Wang Dong!"

Waves of uproar echoed in Lin Xuanchen's ears, including more than a few female students praising his looks.

"You little bastard, how dare you hit me?" Zhou Yi scrambled awkwardly up from the ground, her eyes blazing with anger.

"So what if I hit you, you piece of shit?" Lin Xuanchen sneered disdainfully. "Do you think you deserve to be a teacher? Other teachers educate and nurture their students. What do you do? You come in barking orders like a dog. Who the fuck are you barking for, your mother?"

"Hah, you're finished. You're expelled, effective immediately. But before you get the hell out of Shrek Academy, let me teach you what it means to respect your teachers!" Zhou Yi glared fixedly at Lin Xuanchen, her eyes bloodshot as she roared, panting like an ox.

Whoosh!

In an instant, scorching dark-red flames surged from her body, and a majestic Crimson Fire Dragon appeared behind her.

At the same time, six soul rings-yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black-rose from beneath her feet, radiating heart-pounding fluctuations of soul power.

"Third soul skill, Dragon's Fury..."

"I'll give you Dragon's Fury!"

The third, purple soul ring on Zhou Yi had barely lit up when Lin Xuanchen turned into a streak of blue lightning and flashed in front of her. His fingers abruptly clenched into a fist, and he slammed another punch into her face, sending her flying once again.

"This scene... looks so familiar..." Inside the classroom, Wang Dong'er watched through the window as Lin Xuanchen interrupted Zhou Yi before she could unleash her soul skill. She murmured as though something had stirred in her memory.

Suddenly, Wang Dong'er remembered that the same thing had happened to her in the dormitory that day. She had barely spoken her soul skill's name before Lin Xuanchen kicked her back.

"You little bastard, I'll cripple you!" As a Soul Emperor, Zhou Yi abruptly twisted in midair and stamped her foot hard against the ground, forcibly steadying herself before shouting furiously at Lin Xuanchen.

"You're not qualified to do that yet." Lin Xuanchen smiled faintly and closed his hand. The Seven Kill Sword appeared in his grasp, its blade angled toward the ground as a razor-sharp aura spread from his body.

Lin Xuanchen had never liked this woman in the first place. He was deliberately picking a fight simply because he couldn't stand Zhou Yi. He wasn't a good person anyway.

In the year since he had transmigrated, Lin Xuanchen had killed more people than he could count just to survive on the Douluo Continent.

Calling him a villain would hardly be an exaggeration. He was practically a vicious, ruthless criminal. If he could return to his original world now, he would probably end up facing a firing squad.

Besides, with his current strength, wasn't fighting Zhou Yi child's play? During his year of surviving on the Douluo Continent, he had even managed to kill Soul Emperors with a little luck.

"That martial soul is... the Seven Kill Sword?" When Zhou Yi got a clear look at the martial soul in Lin Xuanchen's hand, she couldn't help feeling slightly stunned.

Naturally, Zhou Yi remembered a martial soul like the Seven Kill Sword. It was documented in Shrek's records, and its most famous wielder was Sword Douluo Chen Xin from ten thousand years ago. That had been his martial soul, so it was perfectly normal for Zhou Yi to recognize it.

Before Zhou Yi could react any further, Lin Xuanchen moved.

"Sword, cleave the clouds and shatter the heavens!"

Lin Xuanchen suddenly gave a low shout. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand traced an elegant flourish through the air before he swung it fiercely down at Zhou Yi!

In the blink of an eye, a pale-blue arc of sword energy dozens of yards long burst from the Seven Kill Sword in Lin Xuanchen's hand.

Carrying tremendous fluctuations of soul power, the sword energy tore through the air with a piercing whistle as it hurtled toward Zhou Yi.

This strike wasn't a soul skill, but a sword move Lin Xuanchen had worked out himself when he had nothing better to do.

Previously, the system had given him a Blue Silver Emperor martial soul and a Seven Kill Sword martial soul, so naturally, he had chosen to focus on cultivating the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul.

Only by cultivating the Blue Silver Emperor all the way to its ninth soul ring before adding soul rings to the Seven Kill Sword could he bring out the full potential of his twin martial souls.

Alternatively, he could use a conventional soul ring configuration for his Blue Silver Emperor, then start absorbing hundred-thousand-year soul rings for his Seven Kill Sword martial soul from its very first ring.

Doing what Xiao Xiao had done in the original story was simply squandering her potential and messing around. Wasting her potential for a freshman assessment that wasn't even particularly useful was not worth it at all.

But focusing on his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul in the early stages left him severely lacking in offensive options. So he had simply taken his Seven Kill Sword martial soul and studied it, hoping to expand his arsenal.

Through his own efforts and a little luck, Lin Xuanchen had successfully developed two self-created soul skills. The one he was using now was only one of those two.

Facing the sword energy Lin Xuanchen had unleashed, Zhou Yi dared not be careless in the slightest. Her instincts as a Soul Emperor told her that taking this strike head-on could injure her, perhaps even severely.

"Sixth soul skill, Crimson Dragon Sky-Splitting Claw!"

Zhou Yi shouted, and the sixth soul ring on her body, a black ten thousand year soul ring, lit up at that moment.

An instant later, a layer of fine, dark-red scales wrapped around Zhou Yi's right arm. In the blink of an eye, her right arm transformed into a dark-red dragon claw.

"Break!"

Zhou Yi roared, then lashed out with her claw at the streak of sword light hurtling toward her.

Boom!

The two attacks collided with a deafening crash, and violent fluctuations of soul power swept outward from the point of impact.

But Lin Xuanchen was, after all, only a rank-thirty-nine Soul Master. His soul ring configuration was merely an ordinary two purple rings and one black, and the attack he had unleashed wasn't his strongest strike.

In the end, Zhou Yi's dragon claw proved superior and annihilated the sword energy Lin Xuanchen had sent toward her.

"Stop! What are you doing?!"

At the very moment Zhou Yi annihilated Lin Xuanchen's attack, a deep, furious shout suddenly rang out across the sky.

Immediately afterward, a figure slowly floated down from the air and landed between Lin Xuanchen and Zhou Yi, separating them.

The newcomer was around fifty, tall and imposing, with a dark, beardless face and a stern expression that gave him an air of considerable authority.

At that moment, eight soul rings quietly circled his body, marking him as a Soul Douluo-level expert.