Chapter 8

Yu Liang felt his face burning with embarrassment and said, "The soul stone was shattered by the pressure of the soul aura just now. Who knows what that beam of light was. Since an accident happened during the test, it naturally needs to be retaken."

"Right, right, it must be retaken."

The students of Class Four all shouted, as they had come specifically to see Yang Qingxuan make a fool of himself. If he passed, it would be too humiliating.

Qin Zhen’s face darkened, and he said coldly, "Teacher Yu Liang, aren’t you overstepping your bounds? When did it become your business to meddle in Class Three’s affairs?"

Yu Liang sneered, "What, are you feeling guilty? If we don’t retake the test, I will report you to the academy for cheating and favoring students."

Suddenly, a voice came, coldly snorting, "Retesting is too troublesome. Teacher Qin Zhen, there seems to be a rule that the last place can challenge anyone. If successful, the two test scores will be swapped."

The speaker was Zuo Heng. Qin Zhen’s expression changed slightly, as if he realized something, but the rule did indeed exist, so he said, "There is indeed such a rule."

"That’s simple then."

Zuo Heng smiled slightly and casually pointed at someone in the crowd, saying, "Zuo Feng, you will be the last place, and then you can challenge this Yang Qingxuan. If you do well, you will be rewarded."

Qin Zhen’s face changed dramatically, filled with anger.

Wu Qiyue’s bright eyes flashed with a cold light, but she quickly returned to her usual calm.

Yang Qingxuan’s performance today had already surprised her greatly. After passing the test, his sharp face showed no joy, as if it was all expected. This was not the composure of a fifteen-year-old boy.

Wu Qiyue couldn’t help but feel shocked inside, thinking: Could his previous dullness have been an act all along?

Thinking this, she suppressed her emotions and decided it would be good to let Zuo Feng test him.

Although Zuo Feng was also a member of the Zuo family, his talent and status were far inferior to Zuo Heng. Upon hearing this, he immediately saluted and said, "Yes!"

He was a Seventh Rank Qi Martial Realm practitioner and possessed soul potential, making him one of the best in Class Three.

Zuo Feng walked straight to the testing device and lightly punched it. With a "puff," not a ripple was produced. He said expressionlessly, "Teacher Qin Zhen, I scored zero, the last place. Now I want to challenge Yang Qingxuan."

Qin Zhen was so angry that he trembled, staring at him with fury and said coldly, "Good, good, what a fine student I have taught!"

Zuo Feng was somewhat afraid of Qin Zhen’s angry gaze, but then he thought that once he condensed his soul and entered the Spirit Martial Realm, he could enter the Inner Academy and no longer be under Qin Zhen’s jurisdiction. This calmed him down.

Moreover, offending Zuo Heng was far more terrifying than offending Qin Zhen.

His mind calmed, and he walked towards Yang Qingxuan, a hint of disdain in his eyes, but still pretended to salute and said, "Classmate Yang Qingxuan, please give me some guidance."

Yang Qingxuan said calmly, "We have no grudges or enmity. Are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

Zuo Feng smiled and said, "You really shouldn’t have offended Young Master Heng. The trouble you’re in is your own doing, not my fault. But since we are classmates, I will try to go easy on you. What can you do when you’re born with a mental disability and a dull mind?"

"Ha ha ha!"

Laughter erupted from all around, filled with ridicule, "He finally has soul potential, but he offended Zuo Heng. This is worse than being expelled!"

"I wonder how many moves this fool can last against Zuo Feng?"

"How many moves? Ha, Zuo Feng is a Seventh Rank Qi Martial Realm practitioner. If the fool can withstand one move, it’s already lucky."

"Ha ha, that’s true."

Yang Qingxuan stood quietly, unmoved by the ridicule, his eyes flashing with a cold light. He said slowly, "An ancient saying goes: A kind person is easily bullied, and a gentle horse is easily ridden. It seems my constant tolerance has indulged you, making you lose your limits and become increasingly arrogant. It’s time to change the atmosphere of the academy and improve everyone’s moral standards, teaching you the five principles, four beauties, and three warmings."

"What? You mean you’ve been magnanimous all along? Ha ha ha, what a ridiculous and laughable claim!"

Zuo Feng laughed wildly, his eyes flashing with cruelty. The air inside his sleeves stirred, and he said, "Just because you have soul potential, you think you’re invincible? Who in the entire class has weaker soul potential than you? Today, I will make you realize the truth! Even with soul potential, you are still the lowest of the low!"

Yang Qingxuan smiled, his eyes cold and calm, making people shiver.

He said, "You call me a fool and a piece of trash. Rather than saying I’m not angry, I’m just too lazy to argue with you. My laziness doesn’t mean I will always tolerate you. Since you’ve crossed my line today, I will make an example of you to show everyone here!"

"What, you dare to treat me like a chicken?! I was going to go easy on you and just cripple you, but now I see no need. I will directly cripple you!"

Zuo Feng was enraged, and his sleeves tore with the burst of air. He suddenly lunged forward, his punch coming like a mountain and a sea!

"Earth-Crushing Fist!"

"Rumble!"

The air around the punch suddenly scattered, like a wave of air surging in all directions and then rushing back.

"What powerful air force! Is this the strength of a Seventh Rank Qi Martial Realm practitioner?!"

"Zuo Feng is indeed enraged. He is known for his fierce and powerful style, and with this Intermediate Martial Technique, the Earth-Crushing Fist, he can unleash the power of an Eighth Rank Qi Martial Realm practitioner!"

"I think it’s more than that. The Earth-Crushing Fist is the highest level of the Crushing Fist. Combined with Zuo Feng’s strength, it can reach the Ninth Rank Qi Martial Realm, or even the Great Perfection level. He really wants to cripple this fool."

"Ha, cripple him then. Who made this fool so arrogant, daring to call us monkeys? We’ll wait and see him die."

Various exclamations and ridicule came with the punch and the air wave.

Yang Qingxuan remained unmoved, his long robe flapping in the wind, flowing like water in front of him.

In this world, the strong are respected. Only strength is the sole basis for respect.

Being kind to others, they take it as weakness and cowardice, bullying you even more and trampling you with their feet.

So, what he needed to do now was to crush all the feet that trampled on him!

Yang Qingxuan’s finger bones cracked, and his aura spread out. He stepped forward, transforming into a breeze to meet the punch!

"So fast!"

Everyone was startled by his aura, and then his speed, which was as fast as the wind, left them all speechless.

Zuo Feng’s Earth-Crushing Fist was the most powerful martial technique, concentrating all his strength at the tip of his fist, exploding with enough force to split mountains and rocks!

"Impossible! He’s actually charging in!"

A chorus of gasps rose.

Qin Zhen and Wu Qiyue’s faces also changed dramatically. Zuo Heng tapped his fan against his palm and laughed, "A fool is a fool. Zuo Feng’s Earth-Crushing Fist has the power of a Great Perfection Qi Martial Realm practitioner. Yang Qingxuan is finished!"

Suddenly, a roar like a tiger erupted, shaking the air.

Before everyone could react, a dragon’s cry soared into the sky!

Yang Qingxuan’s cold voice echoed on the stage, clear to everyone’s ears, "Tiger Roar, Dragon Cry—Sword Qi Green Mist!"

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