Zhu Zhuqing, firmly locked by the Spirit Emperor's aura, felt a chill down her spine and tears welling up in her eyes.
Jiang Yunzhou hadn't expected Li Yisong to be so quick to act.
He frowned slightly, stepped forward, and blocked Zhu Zhuqing, gently patting her shoulder: "It's alright, take her to the side and wait."
Zhu Zhuqing felt her body relax, and her anxious heart finally settled.
It had to be her teacher; he provided such a strong sense of security.
Then, Jiang Yunzhou looked up at the aggressive Li Yisong, his tone calm but with a hint of mockery: "What, a small matter of a few words is worth a dignified Spirit Emperor attacking a child? You're quite old, but your cultivation of temperament seems to be lacking, doesn't it?"
Li Yisong snorted coldly, scrutinizing Jiang Yunzhou's overly youthful face, and without giving any face, he unhappily reprimanded:
"Where did this little brat come from, so disrespectful! Call out your elder! I want to personally ask him how he teaches his children, daring to let his disciples run wild at someone else's doorstep!"
Jiang Yunzhou was visibly stunned by these words.
He, was he being treated like a child?
Instead of retreating, Jiang Yunzhou took another step forward and raised his hand to pat Li Yisong's shoulder.
This action seemed particularly abrupt and provocative in the tense atmosphere.
"Wouldn't you say it's quite a coincidence..."
His tone was relaxed, with a roguish smile, "I am the Dean of this newly opened Supreme Academy. What kind of explanation do you want? Come, tell me, and I'll give it to you."
Li Yisong was dumbfounded.
He subconsciously looked at the six spirit rings still glowing at his feet.
No, was this young man blind or stupid? Couldn't he see the deterrence of a Spirit Emperor?
"You're the Dean?"
He was so angry he laughed, "Heh! What a joke! Since when can anyone just put up a sign and call themselves a Dean? Alright, even if you are the Dean, then you explain, why are you openly snatching people at our Shrek Academy's entrance? Is there no order anymore!"
"Snatching people?"
Jiang Yunzhou raised an eyebrow, looking innocent, "Has she joined your Academy? Paid money? Signed anything? Since none of that has happened, she can go with whoever she wants. How can that be called snatching? That's called fair competition."
Li Yisong was choked; these words sounded twisted, but upon closer thought, they made a bit of sense.
But the person was clearly taken from his group!
"Specious arguments! Young man, I advise you to be sensible, apologize immediately, and compensate our Academy one hundred gold coins for emotional damages. Then, I'll pretend this never happened. Otherwise..."
When Jiang Yunzhou heard the word 'compensation'.
The smile on his face vanished instantly, and his eyes grew cold.
"What did you say? Compensation? Say it again?"
For some reason, Li Yisong suddenly felt the surrounding air abruptly turn cold, and an invisible pressure made his scalp tingle slightly.
But the dignity of a Spirit Emperor made him hold on: "I told you to, to apologize! And compen, compen..."
Before he could finish, the response was a swift and decisive slap!
"Pa—"
With a crisp crack, Li Yisong didn't even see the movement; he only felt a massive force strike him, sending his entire body flying several meters uncontrollably, to crash heavily on the ground, seeing stars.
"Make me compensate?"
Jiang Yunzhou's voice was as cold as ice, "You probably haven't inquired how I got the title 'Slap God of War', have you?"
Just one slap clearly hadn't appeased his anger. He took a few steps forward, grabbed Li Yisong by the collar, lifted him, and then delivered several more slaps, back and forth.
"Pa pa pa—"
The crisp sound of slaps echoed through the street, making everyone around twitch.
"Still want compensation?"
"Still want an apology?"
"Speak!"
Li Yisong was already dizzy from the slaps, his cheeks swollen high, and his ears ringing.
He was inwardly shocked and furious, feeling as if he was about to vomit blood.
A dignified Spirit Emperor, being slapped like a grandson in front of everyone!
Even more terrifying, he found that in this young man's hands, he couldn't even muster a shred of resistance!
Where did this fiend come from?
He wanted to call for help, but his mouth was too swollen, and he couldn't utter a single word.
The massive commotion here finally alarmed the people inside Shrek Academy.
The first one to rush out was Dai Mubai.
He saw his teacher being held by the collar and furiously slapped, and instantly, his anger flared!
"Bastard! Stop!"
He roared, releasing his Spirit without hesitation: "Spirit, possession!"
As he charged over, he had already completed his Spirit possession, his aura aggressive.
However, Jiang Yunzhou merely looked up and coldly glanced at him.
The chill and indifference in his eyes made Dai Mubai's heart suddenly skip a beat, and his charging footsteps instinctively halted.
"Zhu Qing..."
Jiang Yunzhou didn't even turn his head, calmly instructing, "Go, deal with him. Beat him to death."
Zhu Qing's fists had already clenched when Dai Mubai appeared, and her teeth were grinding.
A surge of unwillingness and hatred instantly welled up in her heart.
At this time, Dai Mubai was fifteen years old, a Level 37 Battle Spirit Elder.
After receiving the Spirit Infusion technique and familiarizing herself with it overnight, Zhu Qing's strength was already incomparable to before, and she desperately needed a practical opponent to practice and vent.
With her teacher backing her up, what was there to fear!
"Yes, Teacher!"
Zhu Qing responded and stepped forward, her Nine Nether Spirit Cat Spirit instantly possessing her, and two yellow spirit rings suddenly lit up.
"You disgusting thing, your opponent is me!"
She let out a low growl, filled with anger, and charged directly at Dai Mubai.
The two instantly clashed, spirit power colliding, and strong winds scattering.
Zhu Qing's attacks were fierce, her body agile, and she attacked with full force, wanting to fully unleash her pent-up emotions.
Jiang Yunzhou no longer paid attention to the battle there.
After slapping for so long, he shook his hand, seemingly a bit tired, so he simply kicked the limp Li Yisong onto the ground.
"Old man, my hand is sore from slapping you. It wouldn't be right if you didn't compensate me for my hard work, would it?"
Li Yisong coughed up a few blood-stained teeth, practically going mad with rage.
He was beaten like this, and he still had to pay money? Was there no law anymore?
"You, you dare, let go of me, otherwise, you're dead..." He struggled to squeeze out a threat, but it lacked any force.
So, he was met with several more merciless kicks from Jiang Yunzhou.
"Old man, can't you recognize the situation? Still daring to threaten me?"
"Pfft... cough..." Li Yisong was again brutally kicked several times.
The commotion here grew louder and louder, and finally, from within Shrek Academy, an even larger figure burst out with a roar!
"Which bastard dares to touch someone from my Shrek Academy? Let me teach you how to behave!"
It was Zhao Wuji!
He strode over, and with each step, the ground seemed to tremble slightly.
Even more suffocating were the spirit rings that rose from beneath his feet—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
A full seven spirit rings, and a powerful Spirit Saint's pressure instantly enveloped the entire scene!
"It's a Spirit Saint! A Spirit Saint expert!"
"That young man is finished now! He's caused big trouble!"