Chapter 14: Noble Academy

Luo Rongdou's face twisted in pain. He could faintly taste blood in his mouth and felt that several of his teeth were loose.

Bang—

Before he could react, Li Xun delivered another kick, this time straight to his ribs.

Luo Rongdou was sent flying four to five meters by the powerful kick, crashing into several desks and chairs before finally coming to a stop.

"You still haven't answered me. Do you know who we are?" Li Xun looked down at Luo Rongdou, who was pretending to be dead on the floor, and spoke in a calm tone.

"We were just joking with you two. Isn't this a bit excessive?" Ge Rong's expression turned icy as he quickly stepped forward to stop Li Xun, who was about to pursue Luo Rongdou.

Li Xun glanced at him and said, "Joking? Well, I'm just joking with you now."

"You're getting a bit too arrogant, kid! Luo Rongdou only lost because he didn't use his Soul Skill."

"Do you think I'm the same as him?"

Ge Rong sneered, his eyes locked onto Li Xun. He then summoned his Martial Soul, and a yellow Spirit Ring slowly appeared around him. "I'm at level 19, a Battle Soul Master specializing in offense!"

"At your age, you're only at this level, and you're proud of that?" Li Xun gave Ge Rong a once-over.

As the grandson of Marshal Ge Long, the Empire Marshal, Ge Rong had never been subjected to such a dismissive gaze.

Instantly, his blood boiled, and his face turned red. His first Spirit Ring lit up, and his originally chubby body suddenly expanded.

"First Soul Skill, Dragon Rend Claw!" Ge Rong struck out in anger, channeling his Soul Power into his palm to form five sharp claws, which he swung at Li Xun.

"Too slow." Li Xun narrowed his eyes and instantly appeared at Ge Rong's side. At the same time, he used Wood Release to grow a wrist-thick wooden stick in his hand.

Bang—

The stick struck Ge Rong's face with a loud crack, leaving a raised red mark on his chubby cheek.

Bang—

Another strike landed on Ge Rong's mouth, causing his already thick lips to swell instantly.

Blood began to flow uncontrollably.

Ge Rong was dazed by Li Xun's two heavy blows. He instinctively spat out two front teeth. When he finally regained his senses, he quickly covered his head in defense.

Bang, bang, bang—

Li Xun wasn't about to let him off. He continued to swing the stick relentlessly, raining down blows on Ge Rong like a storm.

"Do you know who we are?"

Ge Rong was in excruciating pain all over his body. To minimize the area being hit, he had curled up on the ground.

"Ah! I know... I know... stop hitting me!" Ge Rong couldn't help but wail.

"You knew, and yet you still dared to provoke us? Who sent you?" Li Xun's eyes turned cold upon hearing this, and he increased the force of his strikes.

"Stop hitting me! My grandfather... is the Empire Marshal... you're hitting me!"

Hearing that Ge Rong still dared to threaten him, Li Xun struck him a few more times with even greater force.

Although Ge Long was the Empire Marshal, he was only an 80th-level Soul Douluo. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School hadn't betrayed the nation, and with two Super Douluos in their family, they had no reason to fear him.

Meanwhile, the onlookers in the classroom stared at Li Xun in shock.

Those who knew the situation quickly ran out of the classroom.

After all, Ge Long was a powerful figure who commanded a million troops in the empire.

The descendants of such a person were usually avoided by even the nobility, fearing that any slight misstep might anger him and bring disaster to their families.

Yet today, Ge Rong was being beaten like a dog on the ground.

They could already imagine the scene of Marshal Ge Long arriving at the academy in a fit of rage, leading his million-strong army.

"Who sent you to cause trouble for Rongrong?" Li Xun crouched beside Ge Rong and asked softly.

His gentle words felt like the whisper of a demon, causing Ge Rong's plump body to tremble.

"What are you doing?"

"Article three of the academy rules strictly prohibits beating or bullying others. Violators will be confined for ten days or expelled."

"You've seriously violated the rules. Drop your weapon now!" A teacher with a crew cut hurried over.

Seeing Ge Rong and Luo Rongdou lying on the ground, bruised and battered, with a boy holding a wooden stick crouching beside them, his heart sank instantly.

"Teacher, he even activated his Spirit Ring. This doesn't count as a beating. Besides, we were just joking," Li Xun turned to look at the crew-cut teacher.

"Hello! It seems you're planning to drop out, aren't you?" The crew-cut teacher was furious, gritting his teeth.

Nobles have their hierarchies, and Ge Rong and Luo Rongdou undoubtedly belonged to the top tier.

He hadn't seen Li Xun before, but he assumed he couldn't possibly have a background as significant as these two.

"It seems you don't have the authority to decide this."

Li Xun suppressed his smile, turned back, and continued to stare at Ge Rong, tapping the wooden stick on the ground: "Keep talking."

Ge Rong's plump body trembled, but thinking that the teacher had arrived, he pursed his swollen lips and decided not to speak.

This action amused Li Xun, who suddenly lashed out with the stick at Ge Rong.

"Ah!"

Ge Rong, who had just relaxed and was stretching out, screamed in pain from the sudden heavy blow.

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"How dare you!"

Seeing that Li Xun dared to commit violence even after his arrival, the crew-cut teacher was instantly enraged.

He rushed to Li Xun's side in a few strides, trying to snatch the wooden stick from his hand.

Li Xun had already noticed the teacher's movement out of the corner of his eye. As the teacher charged, he used a Flash Step to appear at the classroom door.

The crew-cut teacher was startled by Li Xun's bizarre movement technique.

But now was not the time to ponder this; he hurried to Ge Rong's side to check his injuries.

At the door.

Ning Rongrong stood there, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Li Xun.

She hadn't expected that Brother Li Xun would be so strong, able to defeat someone much older than himself without even using a Soul Skill.

As for dropping out, she now felt that staying here was pointless; going home might be better.

"Are you dumb?"

Li Xun glanced at Ning Rongrong, reaching out to mess up her hair.

Seeing Ning Rongrong just giggle without resisting, he felt bored.

With the crew-cut teacher intervening, it was impossible to continue questioning.

However, since he had acted so severely, the person behind these two would surely use this incident to their advantage.

Then it would be a matter of seeing who would step forward.

The news of the fight in the Heavenly Minor Level classroom spread quickly.

Mainly because the backgrounds of those beaten were too significant.

By now, a crowd of curious students had gathered at the classroom door, excitedly whispering and pointing.

"What happened?" A deep voice sounded.

Hearing the commotion, some students turned around to see several people standing behind them.

At the forefront was a middle-aged man in luxurious attire, with a teenager of about ten years old standing beside him.

"Greetings to the Fourth Prince, greetings to Prince Xue Xing," recognizing who they were, the students quickly bowed in respect.

The student's words caught the attention of the others, and when they turned to look, they were all startled and quickly followed suit in paying their respects.

Some of the more quick-witted ones quietly recounted the incident that had occurred in the classroom.

"I want to see which family's child dares to ignore the rules and assault or bully other students," said Prince Xue Xing.

After speaking, Prince Xue Xing led the young man towards the classroom, with the others following closely behind.

(End of Chapter)