Liu Erlong's Fury
Yan Zu looked at her slightly trembling shoulders and knew that his words had had an effect, but he did not stop. Instead, he asked the last and most crucial question, "Finally, it's about the Blue Tyrant Academy. Dean, you opened Blue Tyrant Academy in Heaven Dou City. Although it is not top-tier, it has a certain reputation. In particular, the name of the academy and your identity are not without precedent."
Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang has not completely disappeared over the years. He once taught at the Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy and also traveled across the continent.
Given his dedication to Martial Soul Theory and his interest in the Soul Master Academy across the land, he truly... knew nothing of the Blue Tyrant Academy's existence. Didn't he know you were waiting for him here?
If he knew, yet hadn't set foot there for twenty years, perhaps even deliberately avoiding it... then, Dean, is your unwavering devotion a two-way journey, or... a one-sided wait?
The words "one-sided love" were like the sharpest ice pick, piercing the most vulnerable and unbearable part of Liu Erlong's heart!
She suddenly stood up, her Soul Power fluctuating violently and uncontrollably, the scorching aura making the air by the lake scalding hot!
She glared at Yan Zu, her phoenix eyes wide open, burning with boundless rage and pain from having her sore spot touched!
"Shut up!" Liu Erlong's voice trembled sharply with anger. "What do you know?! You're just a kid, what do you know about feelings?! What right do you have to make wild guesses and judge others by your own petty standards?! Xiao Gang... he must have his reasons! He must be in so much pain! He... he's not that kind of person!"
Her chest heaved violently, and her finger pointing at Yan Zu trembled. "I thought you had good talent and a decent character, that's why I told you all this! I never expected you to be so... so mean and vicious! Get out! Get out of here!"
In her rage, the pressure of Soul Saint level power poured out like a volcanic eruption. Although she tried her best to control herself and did not directly attack Yan Zu, the terrifying pressure still made Yan Zu's face turn pale and he involuntarily took two steps back, his Soul Power automatically circulating to resist.
Yan Zu knew that Liu Erlong wouldn't listen to anything at this moment, so he said nothing more. He simply bowed again to Liu Erlong, who was on the verge of exploding with rage, and said calmly, "I have misspoke and offended the Dean. I am deeply sorry. It is late at night, so I will take my leave."
After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave quickly along the way he came. He could feel the scorching and chaotic Soul Power fluctuations behind him, as well as Liu Erlong's painful and angry panting, like that of a wounded mother beast.
Yan Zu didn't stop until he had walked quite a distance, and he looked back. Under the moonlight, Liu Erlong was still standing by the lake, his back to him, his shoulders swaying slightly. His once tall and powerful figure now appeared unusually thin and... unsteady.
She didn't roar again, but that silent posture spoke volumes more than any roar about the turmoil and turmoil within her heart.
Yan Zu sighed softly. He knew that his words tonight were like reopening an old wound and rubbing salt into it.
The process is bound to be painful, but for someone who has been trapped in a web of self-woven obsessions for twenty years, perhaps only such sharp questioning can make her truly begin to examine that past, examine the person she has been waiting for, and... the meaning of her own twenty years.
"I'm sorry, Dean Liu," Yan Zu whispered, "But a short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. I hope that after tonight, you can truly live for yourself."
He turned and walked towards the dormitory courtyard. The night was still gentle, and the piano music by the lake and the subsequent ripples did not seem to disturb too many people's peaceful dreams.
But Yan Zu knew that for Liu Erlong, this night was destined to be sleepless, and it was also destined to be an important turning point in her life.
Following their conversation by the lake, Liu Erlong did not appear before anyone for several days. The academy's affairs were temporarily handled by Teacher Yin Shu, with the only public statement being that the dean had gained some insights and was in brief seclusion.
Yan Zu understood that what she had said that night had had a huge impact on Liu Erlong, and she needed time to process the overwhelming doubts and pain on her own.
The others were happy to have some peace and quiet, and it was also a good opportunity to familiarize themselves with the environment of the Blue Tyrant Academy and adjust their training pace.
Xiao Wu is naturally lively, and she quickly became a beautiful sight at the Blue Tyrant Academy.
Her pink dress swayed, her scorpion braid swung lightly, and her lively and charming appearance attracted the attention of many students, including many admirers.
However, Xiao Wu spent most of her time cultivating with Yan Zu and the others, and she usually ignored those who tried to flirt with her, or simply refused them outright, so things went smoothly.
However, trouble eventually came knocking.
On this day, Xiao Wu went alone to the academy's supply depot to collect some herbs for her daily cultivation. On her way back, as she passed a training ground, she was stopped by a young student who was unusually tall and burly, with dark skin and bulging muscles.
"Xiao Wu Sister Xiao Wu, please wait!" The student's voice was loud and clear, with what he thought was a cheerful smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Wu with undisguised interest. Behind him were several equally burly followers.
Xiao Wu stopped and frowned slightly. "Is there something you need?" She recognized the man Tai Long, an upperclassman in the academy. She had heard that he came from a family called the "Strength Clan" and that his Martial Soul was the Great Strength Gorilla. His strength was outstanding among his peers, and his personality was also like his Martial Soul —somewhat reckless and arrogant.
Tai Long rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "It's nothing serious, I just wanted to get to know you, junior. My name is Tai Long, my Martial Soul Great Strength Gorilla, and I'm a level 37 Power Attack System Battle Soul Elder."
The younger student might not know this yet, but in this Blue Tyrant Academy, the brothers of our Strength Clan still hold some weight.
"If any of you junior sisters have any trouble in the future, or need someone to train or spar with, just come to me Tai Long!" he said, puffing out his muscular chest to show off his strength.
Xiao Wu curled her lip, finding no interest in this kind of physically strong but mentally challenged and self-important guy. "No need, I have teammates to practice with. Excuse me, I need to go back." She said, turning to walk around.
Tai Long stepped forward, blocking her way again, his expression somewhat displeased. "Junior, don't be so rude. I, Tai Long, am quite a figure in this academy; it's an honor for me to take the initiative to befriend you. I've heard your Dawn Team is somewhat capable, but they're still newcomers. Having more friends means having more opportunities, right?"
His henchmen chimed in, "That's right! Boss Tai Long is one of the best among the younger generation of our Strength Clan. If you follow Boss Tai Long, no one will dare to bully you!"
Xiao Wu's patience ran out, and her face turned cold. "I said, no. Get out of the way!"
Seeing Xiao Wu's cold attitude, Tai Long felt a little embarrassed and his tone hardened. "Little girl, don't be stubborn! I, Tai Long, have never failed to make a friend I like! If you don't agree to have a cup of tea and chat with me today, don't even think about leaving!"
As he spoke, he reached out and tried to grab Xiao Wu's arm.
A cold glint flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes. Just as Tai Long's hand was about to touch her, she shifted her feet and slid away like Gui Mei. At the same time, her long right leg lashed out like a whip!
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Tai Long was completely caught off guard. He felt a tremendous force coming from his waist, and he was kicked four or five meters away like a broken sack, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
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