Soul Land: Martial Soul Magnetic Field Rotation, the Martial God Descends
Chapter 53

Crazy Man, Crazy Woman-What an Eyesore!

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At this moment, Ye Yingluo had lost her previous sharp and domineering demeanor.

After the battle, her Soul Power was greatly depleted, her aura was chaotic and unstable, and the light of her Soul Ring had dimmed considerably. The anger and frustration that had been building up in her heart had been completely vented in the previous rounds of fighting.

After calming down, she was completely overwhelmed by endless regret and dejection.

As a teacher at the academy, she was twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, with cultivation and experience far exceeding that of the freshmen. Just because of a few words and a moment of saving face, she used such heavy force against a nine-year-old freshman, with every move aimed at severely injuring her opponent. She had already lost the demeanor and bottom line of a teacher.

If today's events are reported to the academy, her teaching career will most likely come to an end.

A profound sense of powerlessness enveloped her entire body. Ye Yingluo's tense body completely relaxed, her eyes filled with despair, and she no longer had any thought of fighting.

Bai Yushan took in her entire state, his handsome eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

This was the opponent who had suppressed him for so long, this was a dignified Four-Ring Soul Ancestor. Halfway through the fight, his mental state collapsed, his fighting spirit vanished, he had only the cultivation level, but his temperament was too weak to withstand a blow. He had used his level sixteen Soul Power to hold off, resist, and even suppress his opponent for a long time, only to end up fighting such a weak-willed person for half a day. It was truly a great disgrace.

If Ye Yingluo could see through Bai Yushan's thoughts at this moment, she would surely be so angry that she would vomit blood on the spot!

She had cultivated diligently for many years to reach her current Soul Ancestor level, and her experience and combat strength far surpassed those of ordinary peers. Yet now she was being looked down upon by a nine-year-old freshman. This disparity was enough to make anyone's mentality explode.

Just as Ye Yingluo was filled with mixed emotions and was about to say something to apologize and end the situation, a cool and upright figure slowly walked into the battlefield.

Wu Changkong, dressed in white, with a cold and aloof demeanor and an indifferent expression, strode quickly between the two. His gaze first fell on Bai Yushan, carefully examining the other's condition, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Bai Yushan appeared to be covered in blood and gore, his clothes tattered and his body a bloody mess, a truly horrifying sight. However, Wu Changkong could clearly sense that the wounds on his body were healing at a visible speed, the oozing blood was quickly congealing, and the damaged muscles and bones were rapidly repairing themselves.

Such terrifying physical regenerative ability far surpasses that of ordinary, ultimate body cultivators; it simply defies common sense.

Wu Changkong's lips twitched slightly, and he secretly marveled at Bai Yushan's talent and physical strength, which were truly too abnormal.

When he tested Bai Yushan's strength, he personally made a move to probe him, holding back throughout, only daring to fight with all his might and not daring to seriously injure his opponent. But Ye Yingluo's attack just now showed no mercy, treating Bai Yushan as a mortal enemy and fighting him with all her might.

Bai Yushan is a top genius personally valued and specially recruited by Dean Yu Zhen, and is a promising talent that the academy is focusing on cultivating. If he is really seriously injured and crippled by Ye Yingluo today, no one in the entire Eastsea Academy can bear this responsibility.

Wu Changkong Ye Yingluo, first occupying the moral high ground, suppressing public opinion, and then lightly letting the matter pass, thus protecting Ye Yingluo and leaving her some room for maneuver.

He turned to look at Ye Yingluo, whose expression was dejected, his tone stern and cold.

"Teacher Ye Yingluo, how could you lay a hand on a student like that? As a teacher, how can you so readily resort to violence against new students? Where is your professional ethics?"

Ye Yingluo was already emotionally devastated, filled with grievances and resentment. She had always harbored resentment and hatred towards Wu Changkong, and now that Wu Changkong had publicly reprimanded her, her pent-up emotions were on the verge of exploding. Her anger surged again, and she subconsciously wanted to retort.

Before she could utter a single word, Bai Yushan's Thunder Language System suddenly activated, speaking without restraint, his tone full of impatience and irritation.

"Can't you stand a little further away? Can't you see we're fighting?"

The sudden outburst of profanity instantly plunged the entire room into a deathly silence.

Wu Changkong paused, his usually cold and indifferent face instantly freezing, the seriousness and reprimand in his eyes completely solidified, replaced by utter astonishment.

Ye Yingluo was about to retort, was completely stunned. Her eyes widened, her mind went blank, and she stared at the boy in front of her with disbelief.

The two looked at each other, both completely bewildered, never expecting this turn of events. No one had anticipated that Bai Yushan, who had been severely injured in public and covered in wounds, would not only show no resentment or fear, but would instead dare to publicly rebuke Wu Changkong.

Seeing the two of them looking blank, Bai Yushan felt even more annoyed and pouted in displeasure.

"Damn it, we were really getting into it, just getting into the swing of things, and you two ruined it all. You two are such a madman, I can't stand watching you!"

After saying that, he didn't bother to look at the two of them again, and took out a brand new set of the Eastsea Academy uniforms from the Storage Soul Tool at his waist. Ignoring the bloodstains and wounds all over his body, he changed his clothes as if no one else was around.

Its highly efficient self-healing ability continued to operate, and the hideous wounds on its body kept scabbing over and falling off, with the new skin becoming fair and intact. In a short while, most of the external injuries had healed, leaving only a few faint traces of blood.

After changing into his clean school uniform, Bai Yushan straightened his clothes. His posture remained tall and slender, and his casual and carefree demeanor returned, as if the thrilling life-or-death battle had never happened. He walked leisurely towards the academy dormitory without looking back, ignoring the two people who were frozen in place.

Only when that elegant figure had completely walked away and disappeared at the end of the playground did the tense atmosphere slowly ease.

Ye Yingluo stiffly turned her neck, looking at Wu Changkong beside her with a complicated expression, still in a daze, and subconsciously murmured something.

"I'm... alright?"

She had originally thought she would definitely be severely punished, or even expelled from the academy, and was prepared to accept any punishment. But Bai Yushan's sudden outburst disrupted everything, as if this vicious teacher-student conflict was just a disturbed childish game.

Wu Changkong, looked at her blank and dazed expression, shook his head helplessly, and said with a hint of speechlessness in his voice.

"Fools are sometimes lucky."

The prepared reprimands, mediations, and demands for accountability were all rendered useless. Bai Yushan didn't take this conflict to heart at all, so there was no question of holding anyone accountable.

Wu Changkong gave Ye Yingluo a deep look, said nothing more, flicked his sleeves, turned and walked away from the playground. Today's farce had come to an end.

On the vast playground, the students who had been watching had already quietly dispersed, leaving only Ye Yingluo standing alone in the same spot.

A gentle evening breeze ruffled her disheveled hair, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She still couldn't quite process what had happened; a major incident that could have ruined her career had ended so inexplicably and abruptly.

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