You're Probably the Lowest-Ranking Official My Teacher Knows

"This isn't over until you give me an explanation."

Wu Changkong's longsword trembled slightly, and a buzzing sound rang out from it.

The sharp sword energy locked onto Yang Xuan, refusing to retreat even a step.

Their protective stance is crystal clear.

Yang Xuan's face darkened.

"An explanation? I haven't even asked you for an explanation yet!"

"Your student went so far as to cripple the cultivation paths of seven of my grandsons!"

"According to the league's competition rules, malicious injury should result in disqualification and arrest by the enforcement team!"

He pointed at Bai Yushan, his tone sharp.

They wanted to seize on the excuse that Bai Yushan had gone too far to escalate the situation.

Since all seven grandsons are injured like this, we can't let this kid get away with it.

After listening, Wu Changkong was too lazy to waste words with him.

Why waste your breath arguing with someone like that?

A flash of sword light!

A streak of white light, carrying a chilling aura, flew straight toward Yang Xuan's face.

The sword moved so fast that it left several afterimages.

They acted swiftly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

Yang Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

You dare!

He roared, and his gray-blue Soul Power surged forth again, condensing into a thick claw shadow in front of him to block the attack.

bite--

The longsword struck the center of the claw shadow, sparks flying everywhere.

Yang Xuan felt a numbness in his arm and took half a step back.

He secretly groaned inwardly.

Where did this guy come from?

Why are you so fierce!

Sword cultivators are inherently more powerful than those of higher levels. Wu Changkong's sword is fast, ruthless, and extremely tricky, completely defying common sense.

They attacked right after exchanging only two words?

Yang Xuan felt extremely aggrieved.

He thought he was being unreasonable enough, but this person was even more unreasonable than him.

He was shocked to see the two of them fighting again right in front of him.

Long Huantian's face instantly darkened.

This is completely disrespectful to him!

"Enough!"

Long Huantian roared, and his Soul Power surged.

Six Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath his feet, two yellow, two purple, and two black—the perfect, standard ratio.

The oppressive aura of Six-Ring Soul Emperor spread out instantly.

A violent shockwave slammed down on both sides, trying to forcibly separate the two.

Both being Six-Ring Soul Emperor, Long Huantian, as the dean of the Tianhai Academy, had an advantage in resources and cultivation techniques, making him a level above Yang Xuan in terms of strength.

At this moment, the auras of three Soul Emperor clashed on the arena.

A perfectly good junior group competition was turned into a situation where three Soul Emperor appeared on the same stage.

The audience was stunned; they even held their breath.

What day is it today?

Soul Emperor are all making appearances in droves?

Just when the tension was about to reach its peak...

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the roar of Soul Power and reached everyone's ears.

"Hello, are you Dean Long of the Tianhai Academy?"

Everyone was taken aback.

They looked in the direction of the sound.

Gu Yue walked slowly over from the edge of the arena.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down to her waist, and she wore a plain white dress; her face was cold and alluring.

She walked step by step to the three of them, showing no fear of the oppressive aura emanating from the three Soul Emperor.

His steps were steady, and his eyes were calm and expressionless.

Even Long Huantian was slightly taken aback.

This little girl... she's got guts.

Long Huantian frowned.

Although he was very angry, he still suppressed his temper and patiently dealt with the student, who was also one of the most talented students in the East Sea region.

"Little student, do you know me?"

His voice was deep, carrying a hint of authority from someone who had long held a high position.

Most children would be trembling with fear if he just looked at them like that.

But Gu Yue stood there, her expression unchanged.

Her expression remained cold and unchanged as she raised one hand, holding a palm-sized Communication Soul Tool in her palm.

"No, it's because my teacher knows you in Skysea City; you're probably the lowest-ranking official he knows."

His tone was flat, as if he were talking about something trivial.

But as soon as he said that, Long Huantian's expression changed.

teacher?

What kind of teacher?

Those who can casually say they know him are at least Soul Emperor level figures.

Is this girl backed by someone?

Are all students at the Eastsea Academy this awesome?

Long Huantian's mind raced as he made his calculations.

Whether it's true or not, the person on the other end of the phone definitely has some influence.

Otherwise, the young girl wouldn't dare to take it out in this kind of situation.

Long Huantian thought for a moment, then stepped forward and took the Communication Soul Tool.

He wanted to see who it was.

Hello?

He spoke in a deep voice.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communicator.

Then came a cold female voice.

The sound was clear and sharp, like ice shards hitting an ice surface, chilling to the bone.

"I am Leng Yaozhu."

boom--

These words struck Long Huantian's mind like a thunderbolt.

Holy crap!

Leng Yaozhu?!

Long Huantian's hands almost trembled.

Deputy Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda? Head of the Leng Clan, one of the Four Great Families of the Federation?

Heavenly Phoenix Douluo - Leng Yaozhu!

Oh my god!

Long Huantian was completely dumbfounded.

He was still pondering backstage that Gu Yue and Bai Yushan were once-in-a-millennium geniuses, and that shameless Yu Zhen from the Eastsea Academy had snatched them up. He was even thinking about whether he should try to poach them to the Tianhai Academy and train them properly.

Now things are really messed up.

There's a powerful figure standing behind him!

Who is Leng Yaozhu?

That's a powerful figure in the Spirit Pagoda, a powerhouse at the Limit Douluo level!

He's the kind of guy who can make the entire East Sea region tremble with a stomp of his foot!

This girl is actually Leng Yaozhu's student?

Long Huantian looked at the girl in front of him with fear in his eyes, then at Bai Yushan beside him who looked indifferent.

A million grass mud horses galloped through my mind.

My brother was terrified!

What is all this nonsense?!

Two monstrous children, one capable of going toe-to-toe with a Soul Emperor, the other backed by Titled Douluo?

What incredible luck Eastsea Academy had!

Long Huantian's heart was in turmoil, but a smile instantly appeared on his face.

That smile was as obsequious as could be.

"Your Heavenly Phoenix Douluo, I am here."

He lowered his voice several octaves, speaking with utmost respect.

"What instructions does Your Majesty have?"

The change in attitude was as rapid as turning the pages of a book.

Yang Xuan, standing nearby, was completely dumbfounded.

What's wrong with Long Huantian?

Who's on the other side?

What could possibly make Long Huantian look like this?

Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and a very bad premonition rose within him.

On the other end of the communicator, Leng Yaozhu's voice remained cold and indifferent.

"My students, Gu Yue and Bai Yushan, are competing at your venue."

"In a competition, it's inevitable that injuries will occur if one is outmatched."

"A Six-Ring Soul Emperor, resorting to deadly force against a nine-year-old child."

"Dean Long, what do you think should be done about this?"

His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The message transmitted through the communicator sent a chill down Long Huantian's spine, causing him to break out in a cold sweat instantly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will handle this matter properly!"

He quickly replied, "I will definitely give Your Majesty a satisfactory explanation!"

"Um."

Leng Yaozhu gave a faint reply.

"I believe Dean Long will handle things."

After that, the communication was cut off.

A soft beep.

But Long Huantian was still holding the communicator, stunned for a long time.

Until Gu Yue reached out and gently took the Communication Soul Tool back.

He suddenly came to his senses.

Long Huantian took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

He first glared fiercely at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan shuddered at the sight.

Yang Xuan.

Long Huantian, his voice turned several degrees colder.

"You have such audacity."

"In large competitions, injuries are inevitable when athletes are sparring."

"You, as an elder, Six-Ring Soul Emperor, actually tried to kill a junior."

I think you're getting more and more regressive as you get older!

He immediately launched into a tirade.

His tone was stern, showing no mercy whatsoever.