Dai Mubai thought, how could he, a dignified Spirit Elder, be suppressed and beaten by a Spirit Grandmaster to the point of having no power to fight back?
Is this reasonable? This was utterly humiliating!
And it was by his fiancée.
No, where did this woman get so much resentment?
Not far away, Jiang Yunzhou caught a glimpse of Zhu Zhuqing, who was fighting with increasing ferocity, and a fatherly, gratified smile appeared on his face.
Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes were wide, and her small mouth was slightly agape.
She hadn't expected this seemingly cool and shy girl to be so sharp and fierce when she started fighting!
Even more, she hadn't expected her to win against a stronger opponent, suppressing that formidable-looking White Tiger like this!
She said that handsome man, who was incredibly striking, was her teacher?
They were teacher and disciple?
Wow! The teacher is incredibly strong, and the disciple is unbelievably fierce! I love it, I love it!
She wondered if this teacher accepted being supported.
Xiao Wu and Tang San had also been watching the battle from the side.
Tang San's expression was solemn, yet his eyes flickered with a eager fighting Spirit.
Recalling how Xiao Wu had been troubled after seeing that man earlier, coupled with the Shrek Academy teacher being publicly humiliated at this moment.
His hostility and displeasure towards Jiang Yunzhou had already reached its peak.
Several times he couldn't help but want to step in and help, but seeing the terrifying seven spirit rings under Jiang Yunzhou's feet, and hearing him call himself 'Palm War God,' he could only silently retract the Hidden Weapons that had already slid into his sleeve.
A Spirit Saint-level powerhouse was not someone he could challenge head-on right now.
Within the Domain, Jiang Yunzhou watched Zhao Wuji's futile struggles with amusement.
What if the Immovable King's defense was strong?
In his Domain, underfoot were endless phantom blades of grass formed by sword intent, and in the air were sharp sword qi crisscrossing and cutting.
All of Zhao Wuji's fierce attacks were like hitting empty space, unable to shake the foundation of this Domain at all; he was purely wasting his spirit power.
The more he fought, the more frustrated he became, and the more impatient he grew, his dark face turning purplish-red.
"Roar~ This is too much! Spirit Avatar!"
Under extreme frustration, Zhao Wuji let out an earth-shattering roar, finally no longer holding back, preparing to unleash his trump card!
He refused to believe that after activating his Spirit Avatar, he still couldn't break through this strange Domain!
However, Jiang Yunzhou just chuckled, and spat lightly again.
"Only now do you want to get serious? Too late!"
The glowing sword phantom in his hand suddenly dissipated, and the next moment, a nine-leaf sword radiating an aura that could cleave the sky appeared in his palm.
Then, he swung a slash towards Zhao Wuji!
"Sixth Spirit Ability: One Sword Breaks the Law!"
Whoosh—
A strange sword wave, containing the power to sever all energy operation rules, arrived in an instant!
The vast spirit power of Zhao Wuji's Spirit Avatar, which was wildly escalating around him, was precisely cut in half by an invisible sharp blade!
The originally surging energy connection suddenly disintegrated!
Spirit Avatar, failed to activate, forcibly interrupted!
"Pfft—"
Under the backlash of the Spirit Ability, Zhao Wuji violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Even more terrifying was that while the strange sword wave interrupted his Spirit Ability, it also carried a 'true damage' that ignored defenses!
A very long and deep, hideous sword mark appeared out of thin air on Zhao Wuji's sturdy chest, with flesh peeled back, and even the stark white bone beneath faintly visible!
Excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed his nerves!
Though not fatal, this pain and injury had completely dismantled his combat effectiveness.
Zhao Wuji's massive body swayed twice, eventually kneeling on one knee, only able to support himself with his arms to avoid collapsing completely.
He gasped for breath, his eyes filled with terror.
He didn't know what kind of move this was, that it could forcibly interrupt his casting.
This person was too terrifying; he hadn't even touched the hem of his clothes, yet he had lost so thoroughly.
Both were Spirit Saints, was the gap really that huge?
His eyes were filled with unbelievable shock.
Zhao Wuji didn't know that if Jiang Yunzhou truly wanted his life, he wouldn't have merely been severely injured.
Jiang Yunzhou dispersed the sharp Sword Tomb Domain around him, and walked leisurely to the collapsed Zhao Wuji, unceremoniously rummaging through his person.
Sure enough, he pulled out another heavy money pouch.
He weighed it with satisfaction, then, like throwing trash, he lifted Zhao Wuji's massive body and tossed him back into the Shrek Academy courtyard.
"Get it treated quickly, otherwise if you bleed out and kick the bucket, don't blame me." His tone was relaxed, his words light.
Then, his gaze shifted, precisely landing on a hidden corner, and he called out, "And you, Hu Lande, as the dean, you've been hiding and watching the show for so long, what's the meaning of this?"
He had long ago discovered Hu Lande hiding in the shadows.
This guy had probably recognized him long ago and intended to hide and play dead from the start.
Hu Lande had indeed been drawn out by the commotion, but when he discovered that the person beating Zhao Wuji like a sandbag was actually Jiang Yunzhou, he nearly had his soul scared out of him!
He instantly recalled the table that had been smashed to pieces, and his psychological shadow area expanded infinitely.
He had hidden all the way out here to the remote Soto City, how could he still encounter this jinx?
Damn it, what bad luck!
If he had known it was this lord, he would have stopped Zhao Wuji and Li Yisong immediately, but alas, it was too late to say anything now.
Since he had been called out, Hu Lande had no choice but to brace himself and walk out, coming before Jiang Yunzhou, forcing a smile and cupping his hands, saying, "Your Excellency, it is indeed our people who were in the wrong this time. You have taught them a lesson, and you have vented your anger. Do you think we can let this matter go?"
Jiang Yunzhou couldn't be bothered with pleasantries, he simply extended his hand and uttered two words: "Pay up!"
Hu Lande was stunned, almost thinking he had misheard.
You beat my people, ruined my reputation, and now you want me to pay? What kind of logic is this? Do you think I'm particularly easy to bully?
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true; he really couldn't beat him.
Ahhh!
Hu Lande's heart was bleeding; why couldn't anyone come and deal with this monster?
He gritted his teeth, enduring the heartache, and asked, "May I ask, Your Excellency, how many gold coins do you think would settle this matter?"
"Just, just a thousand gold coins," Jiang Yunzhou thought for a moment and said.
Hu Lande almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
'A thousand gold coins? Why don't you just rob me? Oh, you are indeed robbing me…'
Originally, the academy's small treasury still had some money, but more than half of it had just been conveniently taken by you!
"Your Excellency, this, this is really a bit difficult. I truly don't have that much on hand right now…"
Hu Lande cried poor.
"Really don't have it?"
Jiang Yunzhou frowned, his tone instantly turning cold, "If you don't have it, can't you bargain? Whatever you have on you, take it all out for me! Quickly! Otherwise, I'll kill you too!"
Hearing that familiar 'kill you' again, Hu Lande's heart trembled violently, and cold sweat instantly poured down.
If it were normally, with so many teachers and students in the academy, they might not be afraid of him if they joined forces.
But having witnessed Zhao Wuji's tragic state with his own eyes, he couldn't even muster a hint of resistance at this moment.
Can't afford to provoke him, truly can't afford to provoke him.
He reluctantly fumbled for all the money pouches on his person, extremely unwillingly handing them over, his voice trembling:
"Your Excellency, this, this is truly all my belongings…"