A student could not take it anymore and slammed the table as he stood.
"I've had enough! How can we just compromise like this and let them push us around? We have to fight back!"
He looked at Yark and Ximier.
"You two, I admit you had foresight, but the Hold Up the Heavens Team isn't all here right now. Instructor Kou Ying is alone. Isn't this the perfect time to rise up and resist?"
Ximier would always remember that black-haired figure, standing there without a sound, dealing her a fatal blow without any change in his expression.
And back then, she had even used her trump card.
If that had been a battlefield rather than a lesson, she probably would have died then.
The unlucky boy seemed quiet and gentle, yet the power in his hands carried the shadow of death.
"I don't want to get involved. To be precise, I don't want to provoke him when I'm not confident of success. That would be an incredibly foolish decision."
Yark also opened his eyes from his sleep. "Instead of spending time thinking about something so unrealistic, why not master Soul Power sooner and solve the problem at its root? That would benefit both you and everyone else."
He was here to teach, not to babysit them. If they wanted to avoid suffering, they should hurry up and learn.
Why were they always thinking about challenging him? Did they have nothing better to do?
Yark and Ximier finally felt the pain of a boomerang coming back to hit them. Had they looked just as ungrateful and arrogant back then?
The instant their eyes met, they saw the same bitterness in each other's gaze.
"You don't dare, but we do!"
A boy with his blond hair tied back stood and headed