Ye Lingling shook her head and said nothing.
She naturally remembered Ye Qiu, and a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes as she wondered why he would show up here.
The students who had been watching the spectacle finally came back to their senses and began whispering among themselves.
"Who is this guy? I've never seen him before."
"Haha… 'can't pee'? He really dares to say that!"
"When did such a handsome man appear in the academy…"
"Hmph! What's the use of being good-looking? Offending Sabu Chu is the same as offending Prince Xue Beng!"
"…"
Hearing the surrounding chatter, Ye Lingling frowned slightly.
"Let's leave first."
"Leave? No way! Surround that kid—ouch~"
Covering his mouth where it had been struck, Sabu Chu's eyes darkened with murderous intent.
Ye Qiu didn't move at all. He stood calmly in place, watching as they surrounded him.
"Kid, you were lucky last time. I don't know how you managed to escape, but this time, you're going to die!"
"Heh… the men you sent last time are all dead," Ye Qiu sneered mockingly.
"If I remember correctly, the leader was someone who carried a knife…"
As he spoke, Ye Qiu slowly walked toward him step by step, his Sharingan already activated.
"You killed Mo Dao?!" Panic filled Sabu Chu's eyes. He had always thought those people had simply gone off to feed the soul beasts.
"Of course," Ye Qiu replied calmly.
As he spoke, two yellow soul rings—disguised by the Blue Silver Domain—rose beneath his feet.
"Pfft—hahaha!"
Sabu Chu, who had been slightly flustered, suddenly burst out laughing.
He pointed at Ye Qiu's spirit rings as if looking at a fool.
"Killing Mo Dao? With just two spirit rings?"
"Is that not allowed?" Ye Qiu smiled faintly. It was best not to draw unnecessary attention when revealing one's martial soul in public.
"Hahaha! I almost fell for your trick!" Sabu Chu laughed wildly, pointing at Ye Qiu with contempt.
"Do you even know Mo Dao's cultivation level? He was a four-ring Soul Master! Kill him? With your worthless Grand Soul Master abilities?"
"Can't someone with two spirit rings defeat someone with four?" Ye Qiu asked curiously.
"Hahaha—!"
Not only Sabu Chu, but the surrounding students also burst into laughter.
Mockery filled the air.
"Where did this idiot come from? What can a Grand Soul Master possibly use to fight a Soul Master—his head?"
"He looks decent, but unfortunately, he's not very bright!"
"This so-called hero saving the damsel is hilarious!"
"…"
Even Ye Lingling looked at Ye Qiu strangely, frowning slightly. She felt he was being overly arrogant and deliberately drawing attention.
After all, there was a saying widely circulated in the Soul Master world:
More rings and more bones mean stronger skills; fewer rings and fewer bones mean faster escape.
Between the second and fourth ring levels, there was virtually no chance of survival.
"Hey… you should leave first," Ye Lingling tugged lightly on Ye Qiu's sleeve, urging him.
"Miss Lingling, my name is Ye Qiu." He turned to look at her and gave her a reassuring smile. "I'm telling the truth."
"Really?" Ye Lingling felt he was like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.
"Don't be stubborn. There's a three-ring Battle Soul Master among them. You should leave quickly. Sabu Chu wouldn't dare do anything to me…"
"I'm not being reckless," Ye Qiu said calmly. "It's just the Third Ring."
"Just?" Ye Lingling almost laughed in anger.
"Miss Lingling, you're also a Third Ring Soul Master, right?" Ye Qiu smiled confidently. "You might not even be able to beat me."
"You—!" Ye Lingling's face showed a rare trace of anger.
This bastard—how could he be this stubborn? Didn't he even understand what a support Soul Master was?
She shot him a cold glance and said nothing more.
Good advice couldn't save a stubborn fool.
She only hoped he wouldn't be beaten to death; otherwise, even her Nine Heart Begonia wouldn't be able to save him.
"You little brat, you deserve to die!" Sabu Chu roared.
Watching Ye Lingling's emotional reaction—something he hadn't seen in years—his anger surged violently.
"All of you! Get him! Break his legs first!"
"Hehe… Boss, let me handle it!"
A burly man with a crew cut stepped forward from behind Sabu Chu.
"Alright! Han Man, break his arms and legs!"
"Understood!"
Three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—rose beneath Han Man's feet, while the phantom of an earth bear appeared behind him.
"Kid, I really don't understand…" Han Man sneered. "Why are you so confident when you're so ordinary?"
As he spoke, his martial soul fully possessed him.
His loose hospital gown stretched tight over bulging muscles. His height surged from 1.8 meters to over 2 meters as he looked down at Ye Qiu with a savage expression.
"Heh heh… it's Han Man, that violent maniac!"
"This kid is done for! Even though Han Man is a bit old, he's already level 35!"
Ye Qiu seemed completely indifferent to the pessimistic voices around him.
Only I know whether I'm capable or not.
Ye Qiu glanced at Han Man with disdain, then raised his right hand and beckoned with a finger.
"Try it yourself, and you'll understand why I'm so confident."
"Kid! You've got guts!"
"Second Soul Skill—Kun Fist!"
Bang!
With excitement and brutality in his eyes, Han Man kicked off the ground and charged forward.
As his second soul ring lit up, he drew his fist to his chest and launched a killing punch straight toward Ye Qiu's head.
"Die!"
Seeing the killing intent, a strange red light flashed in Ye Qiu's scarlet eyes, and a trace of ferocity spread through them.
He stood perfectly still, waiting.
"Hey! Is he scared stiff? Why isn't he moving?"
"This kid's finished!"
"Haha! Good! Han Man—kill him for me!" Sabu Chu laughed excitedly.
"Ye Qiu!" Ye Lingling couldn't help calling out, her Nine Heart Begonia already on the verge of activation.
But what happened next made her soul power freeze.
Han Man's movements suddenly became strange.
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
"How… how is this possible?!"
The crowd quickly noticed something was wrong.
"What's going on? Why isn't Han Man hitting him?"
"Is this some kind of psychological tactic?"
"Something's wrong! Han Man's movements are strange!"
"Damn it! Han Man, what are you doing?!" Sabu Chu roared angrily.
On the battlefield, Ye Qiu stood with his arms crossed.
Han Man's fists kept swinging wildly in front of him, but not a single punch landed.
Every attack was dodged perfectly, only stirring faint gusts of wind past Ye Qiu's ears.
"Hahaha! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"
"Can't pee, hurry up and call everyone else over," Ye Qiu mocked. "Don't die from holding it in."
"You trash! All of you—get him and tear his mouth apart!"
No one dared disobey his order.
Seven or eight subordinates activated their martial spirits simultaneously.
Soul rings flashed everywhere as various soul skills erupted, dazzling the surroundings.
"Second Soul Skill—Sword Two!"
"Second Soul Skill—Lightning Whip!"
"First Soul Skill—Transformation Kun Hand!"
"Second Soul Skill—Greatsword!"
…
Soul power surged violently through the air.
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