Dead silence!
An absolute, suffocating silence fell over the Soul Fighting Arena.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
All the audience members seemed to be frozen in place, as if they had been struck by a spell.
Their eyes widened in shock, their pupils contracted violently, and their mouths opened involuntarily, but no sound came out.
The same expression was written on everyone's face—disbelief and horror from the depths of their souls!
Without exception, all eyes were fixed on the Soul Fighting Arena.
On one side was Zhou Yi, struggling to get up but falling back down, blood constantly spilling from the corner of her mouth, her face as pale as paper.
On the other side was Kong Xuan, a young man who had just put away his spear, his expression calm, as if he had only done something insignificant.
This incredibly impactful scene, like an invisible hammer, shattered the preconceived notions and pride of every Shrek Academy student present.
Zhou Yi's eyes were no longer cold and angry as before, but filled with intense shock, confusion, and even a hint of... disorientation.
She stared intently at Kong Xuan, who was standing not far in front of her, the nightmarish images from just now flashing through her mind.
"How is that possible...?"
These four words echoed wildly in her mind, almost exploding.
"I lost?"
"I was... struck by a Soul King?"
" My Martial Soul shattered, my arm severed, and I'm seriously injured!"
She couldn't understand!
Even more unacceptable!
She, Zhou Yi, is a fearsome and ruthless teacher at the Shrek Academy!
Faced with the provocation of Kong Xuan, an exchange student from the Sun Moon, she should have used her absolute strength to teach this arrogant brat what the gap was and what respect was!
But reality gave her a resounding and cruel slap in the face!
The opponent didn't use any fancy techniques; he simply defeated her with the simplest and most powerful shot.
shame!
An indescribable sense of shame burned within her like poisonous fire!
Especially in front of so many students, on her own home turf.
She was defeated so completely, so... humiliatingly!
Faced with Kong Xuan's question, she raised her head again and looked at him.
Her face was deathly pale, and her lips had lost all color from biting them so hard.
But in those eyes burned an extremely complex light.
There was lingering shock, unacceptable madness, the humiliation of being knocked down, and even a hint of barely perceptible fear!
She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to refute, to shout angrily, to maintain the last shred of her dignity.
But in the end, another surge of blood rose to his throat, and all the words were swallowed back down.
All that remained were heavy, labored breathing and those eyes fixed on Kong Xuan, filled with resentment and horror.
"Alright, the competition is over."
Yan Shaozhe's voice rang out, as if he wanted to bring this Soul Fighting to a close.
He had thought that Kong Xuan would need to use his Battle Armor to defeat Zhou Yi, so that he could see for himself this powerful Soul Tool that could increase Soul Power by twenty levels.
But to everyone's surprise, Kong Xuan defeated Zhou Yi in just one move without even using his Battle Armor!
Defeating Soul Emperor Soul King is something that many geniuses in Shrek's history have been able to do.
But there is simply no one who can sweep away everything with such ease as Kong Xuan.
Yan Shaozhe glanced at Kong Xuan and now somewhat understood why Xuan Zi had attacked him.
The emergence of such a genius in the Sun Moon Empire has truly kept him up at night!
" Director Du, please take Teacher Zhou for treatment."
Yan Shaozhe turned his head and gave an instruction to Du Weilun beside him.
Du Weilun responded and leaped off the Soul Fighting Arena to help Zhou Yi, who could barely sit up against the wall.
Zhou Yi pursed her lips, a hint of stubbornness flashing in her eyes.
She didn't want to leave like that, becoming a laughingstock and a loser.
But the facts are clear: she has no more cards to play in her favor.
With Du Weilun's support, Zhou Yi slowly walked towards the door leading to the upper floor.
Just then, a voice came from behind her, causing her to stop in her tracks.
" Teacher Zhou, you haven't answered my question yet!"
These words were naturally spoken by Kong Xuan; he never intended to let Zhou Yi off so easily.
Du Weilun, who was supporting Zhou Yi, could clearly feel that Zhou Yi's whole body seemed to stiffen. She slowly turned around and looked at Kong Xuan behind her with a look full of resentment and venom.
Everything we have today is thanks to Kong Xuan!
Zhou Yi clenched her left fist so tightly that her nails dug into her palm, and blood dripped from her knuckles onto the Soul Fighting Arena, but she was completely unaware of it.
Physical pain can never compare to psychological trauma.
She opened her mouth, and said with difficulty, "I... am indeed not qualified... to be your teacher!"
After saying this, Zhou Yi staggered, as if she had lost all her strength.
If Du Weilun hadn't been supporting her, she probably would have collapsed.
Kong Xuan smiled, revealing a satisfied expression.
Watching the two figures slowly walk away, he said nothing more.
He then leaped into the air and landed next to Ma Sheng and Ren Jun in the audience.
The other exchange students from Sun Moon immediately gathered around, completely disregarding the presence of Yan Shaozhe, and showered Kong Xuan with praise while also taking the opportunity to criticize Zhou Yi, Shrek's teacher.
In contrast, Ma Sheng and Ren Jun were much more restrained, merely nodding to Kong Xuan with a smug look on their faces.
Then, Ren Jun looked at Yan Shaozhe and asked, " Dean Yan, what are the plans for us trainees going forward?"
Because he had long considered removing Zhou Yi from her position as homeroom teacher, Yan Shaozhe was well-prepared.
Without hesitation, he replied, "The students from Sun Moon will remain in the fourth year, and I will assign them a new homeroom teacher."
Ma Sheng snorted, "I hope something like today won't happen again."
Yan Shaozhe remained calm and said, "Please rest assured, I plan to have Teacher Wang Yan take over the class. I think Teacher Ren should trust him, right?"
Ren Jun has now severed all ties with the Shrek Academy, and there aren't many people in the academy he still has feelings for, but Wang Yan is definitely one of them.
Because in his eyes, Wang Yan had not yet "gone astray" and had not been corrupted by the various Root Nature that had accumulated over the millennia of the Shrek Academy's history.
Back when they were competing in the Star Luo Empire, it was Wang Yan who told Xuan Zi that he was going to make a move against him.
He also understood Wang Yan's personality. Even if Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department, gave the order, he would at least not allow the students of Sun Moon to suffer any harm. He still had this kind of insistence.
"If it's Professor Wang Yan, then I agree."
Ren Jun immediately agreed to the arrangement.
Yan Shaozhe nodded, and the matter was settled.
He then swept his gaze across the audience and announced loudly, "Today, Class 4-1 will train on their own. Tomorrow, classes will proceed as scheduled!"
After the Soul Fighting ended, everyone left, discussing the dramatic yet swiftly concluded fight.
Their words seemed to express a dislike for teacher Zhou Yi that was no less than that for Kong Xuan, who came from the Sun Moon.
Therefore, although Kong Xuan won the game, it did not arouse public indignation.
Zhou Yi's misfortune, however, became a topic of much discussion.
However, Kong Xuan's impressive talent and strength in this battle will undoubtedly become a frequent topic of discussion in the academy for some time to come.
After everyone had left, Yan Shaozhe remained standing at the edge of the audience seats, his hands patting the railing in front of him.
Du Weilun stood beside him, observing for a moment, but he still couldn't figure out what his dean was thinking.
At this moment Yan Shaozhe suddenly spoke up, " Weilun, inform Wang Yan that these Sun Moon exchange students will be tested tomorrow. I need to ascertain their specific cultivation levels."
"Yes, Dean!"
Du Weilun nodded in agreement to the task, knowing that Kong Xuan's performance had likely shocked his own dean.
As Yan Shaozhe's lackey, he understood that his dean's calm demeanor was merely a facade to conceal the turmoil within him.