Wang Sheng entered the academy and came to the classroom, and immediately seven students surrounded him.
"Wang Sheng, did you get this month's one hundred Gold Soul Coins allowance? Hand it over."
Wang Sheng looked apprehensive, forcing a smile, "Yes, I got it, but I spent twenty Gold Soul Coins, only eighty are left."
"Eighty? Really? You know the consequences of lying to us."
"I'm not lying."
Wang Sheng handed over eighty Gold Soul Coins to the seven students, who showed extreme disdain for him.
The leading student, twenty-four years old, circled around Wang Sheng, his eyes narrowing.
Wang Sheng felt a bit nervous. The student suddenly reached for Wang Sheng's shoe and pulled. Wang Sheng was ready to resist, but the other students held him down, making him unable to move.
The leading student shook Wang Sheng's shoe, producing a clanging sound of metal. Then with a dump, twenty Gold Soul Coins fell out.
The lead student squinted with a cold sneer, "You brat, bold enough to hide it, looks like you're asking for a beating again."
Seeing the twenty Gold Soul Coins taken away, Wang Sheng pleaded, "Brother Du, just give me these twenty Gold Soul Coins, and I'll give you one hundred and twenty next month. I need these to treat a friend I haven't seen in a long time to a meal, please give them to me."
The young man scoffed, "A country bumpkin like you has friends? Must be a fellow bumpkin from the village, huh?"
The young man kicked Wang Sheng, who was being pressed down, in the abdomen directly, causing him to fall to the ground clutching his stomach, his face full of pain, his body convulsing.
At this moment, Ye Yu had already arrived outside the classroom, and upon hearing this, his anger flared!
Bam!!
The classroom door was kicked open, splintering into pieces.
Seeing the furious figure storming in, Wang Sheng was stunned, "Boss Yu?"
Ye Yu coldly swept his gaze over the seven students and said chillingly, "Give him one thousand Gold Soul Coins, and each of you cripple a leg. Or, I'll do it, and cripple all your limbs."
Hearing Ye Yu's words, they were first stunned, then burst into laughter.
"Where did this little brat come from? Cripple our limbs? Just you?"
Wang Sheng panicked, "Boss Yu, don't mind me, they're all thirty-ninth level Soul Venerables, you're not their match."
"Hmph, dare to talk to us like that, you can't leave even if you want to! If you kneel and beg for mercy now, I might consider only crippling one of your legs."
However, just as the young man finished speaking, he suddenly found his vision blurred, his body chilled, and he was scared out of his wits. He wanted to release his Martial Soul, but it was already too late.
Ye Yu suddenly appeared in front of him and unleashed a ferocious punch.
Bam!
Crack!
Phff!!
A punch smashed into his chest; the young man's breastbone shattered instantly, and he was sent flying, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.
Boom!
The young man crashed into the classroom wall, embedding himself inside it.
The wall shattered, collapsing with a rumble, burying the man underneath.
"Brother Du!"
The other six, witnessing this scene, widened their eyes in horror. They hadn't expected this twelve-year-old kid to be so fast, leaving them unable to react.
And with just one punch, he severely injured Du Feng.
"How dare you sneak attack Brother Du, release your Martial Souls! Cripple him!"
The others released their Martial Souls, each possessing three soul rings; two yellow and one purple.
They were the second team from Sunset Academy and hadn't qualified for the competition.
Six people released their Martial Souls, and Wang Sheng was quite worried.
Bam!
An Agile Attack Type charged first, but Ye Yu didn't even need to release his Martial Soul, directly colliding fists. The person's arm snapped with a crack and he flew backward howling.
At the same time, an Artifact Soul Venerable with a sword aimed to stab Ye Yu's back, yet Ye Yu paid no mind.
Wang Sheng was shocked, "Boss! Behind you!"
Wang Sheng quickly released his Martial Soul intending to help, but the next second was terrified beyond belief.
The sword stabbed Ye Yu's back, leaving not a mark, instead bending into a startling arc, almost snapping.
Ye Yu's back shook, and the person behind felt a powerful shockwave, spewing blood as they flew out.
Two others attempted a pincer attack, but Ye Yu lowered his body dodging easily, unleashing fists left and right; their abdomens dented deeply, and they spewed blood as they flew out.
The remaining two, ready to act, were stunned seeing this. Four thirty-ninth level Soul Venerables had been heavily injured, and the opponent hadn't even released his Martial Soul.
Wang Sheng was also stunned, "So... so strong..."
The last two, terrified, turned to escape through the window, but Ye Yu flickered in front, breaking their ribs with two punches, blood spewing as they flew.
In less than ten seconds, all six thirty-ninth level Soul Venerables were heavily injured.
Ye Yu stepped closer to Du Feng, who was full of terror, threatening, "Do you know who my dad is? My dad is Du Gang, the City Lord of Sunset City! A sixty-ninth level Soul Emperor! You've hit me, you're done for!"
Ye Yu's expression remained unchanged, stepping forward to stomp hard on Du Feng's right ankle.
Crack!
"Aaaah!!!"
A blood-curdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, rang out as Du Feng's right ankle was crushed, his bone turned to powder.
"Aaaah!!! Spare me!! Aaaah!!!"
Ignoring Du Feng's wailing pleas, Ye Yu stomped again, crippling Du Feng's other foot before moving to his wrist.
Du Feng fainted from the pain as Ye Yu smashed all his limbs.
Seeing this, the six heavily injured were scared pale, trembling all over.
As Ye Yu approached them, their faces turned even paler, bodies quivering, collapsing to the ground, devoid of strength.
They pleaded in terror, "Don't... don't come over, we realize our mistakes! Wang Sheng, Brother Wang! Please plead for us!"
However, Wang Sheng remained silent, knowing Ye Yu well enough that once he spoke, he wouldn't take it back.
"Aaaah..."
The blood-curdling screams like a pig being slaughtered went on as three of the people's limbs were crippled. Then a teacher from Sunset Academy arrived, releasing his Martial Soul, five soul rings flashing—one white, two yellow, two purple.
Seeing a fifty-seventh level Soul King level teacher arrive, Wang Sheng was deeply worried, as by crippling Sunset Academy's second team, they had struck at the academy's elites, including Du Feng, the City Lord's son.
The entering teacher saw the scene, eyes wide, looking at the three fainted on the ground, their limbs smashed flat, stuck to the ground in an extreme act of brutality.
"Who are you! You dare do this in Sunset Academy..."
"Shut up! Or else I'll beat you too!"
Ye Yu roared angrily, releasing his Martial Soul, five soul rings falling around, pulsating.
Instantly, the teacher's words came to a halt, eyes widening, stunned in place.
"This... how is it possible?!!"
Wang Sheng next to him was also dumbstruck; five soul rings! And two purples, three blacks!
Wang Sheng was terrified to the extreme, knowing Ye Yu was a monster back in Nuoding Junior Academy, but not expecting after just over a year, he was a Soul King! And with three Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!
The teacher was frightened mindless, fleeing head over heels.