"Don't push us too far!" Chen Hui's face darkened.
But the terrifying soul power radiating from the opposing group nearly crushed them. It felt like they could barely breathe.
They were on the verge of suffocating.
"What are you doing?"
Just as the students of Canghui Academy were about to drop to their knees in fear, a booming voice echoed from the side.
A teacher from Canghui Academy stepped forward:
"Stand down!"
"Yes, sir!"
The students of Canghui Academy scurried away in utter disgrace—drenched in milk and vegetable soup, looking completely miserable.
The Canghui teacher, however, was stunned by the opposing students.
These kids looked to be just twelve or thirteen years old, and yet the weakest among them was already at Rank 26. There was even a Rank 31 Soul Exalt... and a Rank 37 Soul Exalt!
Unheard of. Absolutely freakish.
Especially since one of them even had a millennium soul ring.
"I'm Ye Zhiqiu, Director of External Affairs at Canghui Academy. Which academy are you from?"
Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward.
"Shrek Academy," Xiao Wu replied calmly.
"Your students from Canghui were being way too arrogant. They started this... and don't think it's going to end so easily!"
"Oh? What, you want to spar with me?"
Ye Zhiqiu hadn't expected such a bold attitude from this pretty little girl. He'd never even heard of any 'Shrek Academy'.
But...
These kids were monstrous. He'd never seen such a freak lineup before. Could they be from Heaven Dou City?
Then again, he'd never heard of a Shrek Academy there either.
His own students had been crushed. As a teacher, he had no choice but to step up. He had to teach these unruly brats a lesson and put them in their place.
A subtle red glint flashed in his eyes. Soul rings rose beneath his feet, glowing brilliantly.
One white, two yellow, two purple.
"Buzz..." A dark light shimmered behind him. "Black Tortoise, possess!"
A ripple of black energy surged from within Ye Zhiqiu. Intense soul power swept out in all directions.
His limbs contracted slightly, his back bulged, and a massive tortoise shell appeared behind him.
The pressure of a Soul King forced Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai to take a few steps back.
The entire restaurant erupted in shock.
A Soul King was a rare and formidable existence on the Douluo Continent—often holding the title of Viscount or even Earl in some kingdoms.
Xiao Wu and the others looked slightly alarmed—but only slightly.
Zhang Fan, on the other hand, remained completely calm.
He stepped forward.
"You ignorant brats... step aside. Call your teacher out. Otherwise, people will say I'm bullying kids."
Ye Zhiqiu clasped his hands behind his back, full of confidence. He clearly looked down on them, thinking a single strike would make them all crumble.
"You old turtle think you deserve to meet our teacher? We alone can handle you! And don't forget, our Fan-ge hasn't even made a move yet!"
Xiao Wu rolled her eyes at Ye Zhiqiu.
"You little brat... no manners at all!"
Ye Zhiqiu hadn't expected this little beauty to be so bold and disrespectful. He was just about to teach her a lesson.
"Whoosh..."
Ye Zhiqiu suddenly reached out with his hand, soul power surging, trying to grab Xiao Wu.
"Smack!"
Zhang Fan casually waved his hand, shattering Ye Zhiqiu's soul power attack in an instant.
"Old turtle, feelin' cocky now?"
Zhang Fan calmly walked forward and glanced at Ye Zhiqiu.
"Waaaah! Fan-ge is so cool!"
Xiao Wu was starstruck and squealed like a fangirl at Zhang Fan's effortless move.
"You've got some nerve, kid." Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes at him.
"Respected soul masters, please—don't fight in my shop! This is a small business... we can't afford the damage!"
The restaurant owner rushed out to plead.
But no one paid him any attention.
"Kid, if you kneel right now and apologize to my students, I'll let this slide."
Ye Zhiqiu originally wanted to de-escalate the situation.
But these brats were way too cocky. Now, he had no choice but to take action.
"Heh... You? Once Fan-ge makes a move, you'll know what's what!" Ning Rongrong sneered.
"Enough talk. Let's fight outside." Ye Zhiqiu turned and walked toward the exit.
Zhang Fan and the others followed him.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." They all headed outside.
The other restaurant patrons followed to watch the show.
"Buzz..."
Black light flickered under Zhang Fan's feet. A black soul ring hovered around him.
"Wha... what the hell?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned at the sight of the first soul ring.
Before he could react—
"Buzz..." The second ring lit up. Also black.
The soul pressure it emitted was even stronger than the first.
"Impossible?! That's... ten thousand years?! The second one... could be twenty thousand?! Am I dreaming?! God, please—let me faint instead of hallucinate—"
Before he could finish, the third shock hit.
The third soul ring—thirty thousand years.
"Why hasn't his body exploded?! This doesn't make sense! This is all wrong!"
Ye Zhiqiu screamed, slightly hysterical. His hair even started to come loose.
Zhang Fan's state had completely shattered his understanding of soul master logic.
"Whoa... so strong!"
"Total freak!"
The crowd was dumbfounded.
"Old turtle, I can beat you with one sword. Watch closely—this move's gonna be stylish!"
Zhang Fan focused his will. A flash of purple light appeared in his hand, forming the Heaven-Rotted Sword. "Buzz..." The second soul ring activated.
The two twenty-thousand-year soul rings wrapped around the rusty blade.
"Buzz..." A piercing chill spread outward.
"Second Soul Skill: One Sword of Cold Light Freezes Nineteen Provinces!"
Ye Zhiqiu's face changed. He hadn't expected that junk-looking sword to release such terrifying pressure. The world really was full of freaks.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Black Tortoise Seal!" Ye Zhiqiu roared. He pushed both palms forward, summoning a massive black tortoise to charge.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fan's sword brimmed with ultimate cold.
He became like a peerless frozen blade incarnate.
The surrounding temperature plummeted.
A thick layer of frost began forming on the ground.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
All the icy energy converged onto the rusted iron sword in his hand. The blade glowed with a blinding blue light.
"Clang!" With a mighty swing, Zhang Fan unleashed a sword light from the blade.
It instantly shattered the Black Tortoise Seal—
Becoming the only force left standing.
The speed was so fast it flashed right past Ye Zhiqiu.
Everything in its path was frozen.
Ye Zhiqiu was no exception. He was now a human ice sculpture.
Even the ginkgo tree behind him turned to an ice tree.
The house behind that tree? Frozen solid too.
The scene was like a surreal painting—beautifully absurd.
Not a single sound.
The bystanders all instinctively tightened their coats.
Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes widened at Zhang Fan's sword strike:
"Wow... such a handsome slash!"
"Such a stunning strike!" Ning Rongrong was totally dazed.
"Such a cold sword!" Even Zhu Zhuqing's breath turned to mist.
(End of Chapter)