"What a fast punch!"
Watching Zhao Tao's attack, Zhou Changxi still wanted to resist, but just as the thought flashed through his mind, his body was blasted straight out, slamming heavily against the dormitory wall with a dull thud.
"You, bastard! The Hercules Ape, possessed!"
Although Zhao Tao's first blow was defeated, Zhou Changxi, who possessed the Hercules Ape spirit and had a thick body, did not suffer any damage.
Looking at Zhao Tao in the distance, Zhou Changxi roared angrily and stood up again!
A rich brown light flashed on his body.
His originally strong body swelled up, and thick hair appeared on his body.
As the spirit possessed him, a circle of white spirit rings appeared behind Zhou Changxi, and his aura became much more fierce.
Waving his fists, he rushed towards Zhao Tao!
"A mere curly-haired gorilla, what kind of Hercules Ape is it?"
"Break it!"
Zhao Tao sneered at Zhou Changxi, who was performing a spirit possession spell. With a thought, he also activated his spirit.
"Come out, Spring and Autumn Cicada."
As Zhao Tao chanted, a faint silver light flickered from his palm, and the Spring and Autumn Cicada spirit leaped out!
However, unlike Zhou Changxi, Zhao Tao didn't use any Spring and Autumn Cicada spirit possession spell.
After all, the Spring and Autumn Cicada, in essence, isn't a beast spirit, but, like the Blue Silver Grass, is more of a weapon spirit.
When used, it doesn't alter the spirit master's appearance; instead, it manifests through the spirit's own disembodied form.
"Hmph, a little bug? Is that the source of your confidence?"
Zhou Changxi's face flickered with disdain as he watched Zhao Tao summon the Spring and Autumn Cicada spirit. He suddenly punched Zhao Tao in the face.
"Time Burial Sword!"
Staring at the fist so close, Zhao Tao's eyes remained calm, like an ancient well, silently summoning his soul power.
The next moment, a purple spirit ring suddenly flickered behind Zhao Tao.
As the spirit ring flashed, a longsword, shimmering with a magnificent silver light, so ancient it seemed to distort space and time around it, appeared in Zhao Tao's hand.
"A thousand-year spirit ring? Impossible!"
Zhou Changxi's eyes flickered with shock as he watched the purple spirit ring flash behind Zhao Tao.
Even many Soul Masters at the Soul Venerable level didn't possess a thousand-year spirit ring!
How could this boy possess one?
Even as Zhou Changxi was stunned, Zhao Tao, holding the Time Burial Sword, struck at his neck.
Instantly, a sharp silver sword light pierced the air, like a startled dragon, striking directly at Zhou Changxi!
Facing Zhao Tao's fierce sword strike, Zhou Changxi felt the threat to his life and blocked the sword's light with both palms.
But the moment his palms touched the Time Burial Sword, something magical happened—
at that moment, Zhou Changxi's palms and the Time Burial Sword seemed to exist in two different time and space!
Zhou Changxi's palms brushed past the Time Burial Sword as if touching air, causing him to lose his balance and nearly fall.
Zhao Tao, wielding the Time Burial Sword, pierced Zhou Changxi's defenses and continued towards his neck!
"No, spare me! I don't want to die!"
Fear flashed in Zhou Changxi's eyes as he stared at the approaching sword. He cried out for help, his pants instantly soaked.
Amidst Zhou Changxi's terrified cries, Zhao Tao's Time Burial Sword pierced Zhou Changxi's neck.
In an instant, the sharp sword flash pierced Zhou Changxi's neck, leaving a deep, bloody wound that continued to flow!
"Are you convinced?"
Zhao Tao said coldly, looking at Zhou Changxi, whose body was trembling wildly with fear.
"I am convinced, I am convinced!"
Hearing Zhao Tao's words, Zhou Changxi, who had already been frightened to death, turned pale and begged for mercy.
At this moment
, a teacher from Donghai College suddenly walked out of the dormitory door, looking sternly at the four people in the dormitory.
"Well done, well done, you have great potential. Fighting on your first day of school, and even secretly fighting spirits!"
"All of you, come with me, let's go to the Academic Affairs Office to discuss your punishment!"
Looking at Zhao Tao, holding the Time Burial Sword, and Zhou Changxi pleading for mercy before him,
the teacher looked sternly and led the four people to the Academic Affairs Office.
...
A few minutes later.
Donghai College, Intermediate Department, Academic Affairs Office.
"So, it was you, Zhou Changxi, who first provoked Zhao Tao and Tang Wulin with your words, which then caused the private soul fighting incident?"
Looking at Zhao Tao, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Zhou Changxi in front of him.
Long Hengxu, the Dean of Studies of Donghai College, had a serious and majestic look in his eyes.
After listening to the incident, Long Hengxu looked at Zhou Changxi with a gloomy face and questioned.
"Yes, that's right."
Facing Long Hengxu's questioning, thinking of Zhao Tao's terrifying strength, Zhou Changxi did not dare to quibble, let alone distort the facts, and could only nod repeatedly.
"Zhou Changxi, originally your martial soul was good, but your soul power was too low. I was planning to assign you to Class Three."
"I didn't expect that as a soul master, you would bully the weak. As a punishment, you will go to the worst Class Five!"
Looking at Zhou Changxi, Long Hengxu issued a punishment.
"Zhao Tao, you're engaging in a spirit battle privately within the academy, and you're hurting your classmates. According to school rules, you can be expelled!"
"But I also know that this incident is not your fault at all."
"When faced with provocation, a man should show courage. That's good."
"Besides, you're new here, and you don't know the rules of East Sea Academy." "
It's just that you did hurt Zhou Changxi..."
"As punishment, your studies at East Sea Academy will have to start over in Class 5. Do you accept this?"
Long Hengxu said, a glint of admiration in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Tao beside him.
"I accept this, Director Long."
Zhao Tao nodded expressionlessly, but secretly delighted.
His plan had succeeded!
Compared to Class One, Zhao Tao felt that Class Five, coached by Wu Changkong, was undoubtedly more interesting.
Besides,
Tang Wulin's class was also Class Five.
Going there would allow him to look after Tang Wulin more and properly reform his thinking.
One day, he'd let Tang Wulin see the true face of the God King Tang, and finally stage the famous scene of "fatherly love and filial piety.
" "Alright!"
"Zhao Tao, I believe that with your talent, you can definitely make it through the promotion tournament and make it back to Class One!"
Observing Zhao Tao's composure, Long Hengxu nodded approvingly and offered encouragement.
"I'm sorry, Brother Tao, it's all my fault. I've held you back."
Overhearing Long Hengxu's punishment, Tang Wulin's face was filled with guilt, and he felt a pang of pain.
"It's nothing, just a minor setback. From now on, we'll work together to conquer Class One!"
Zhao Tao smiled softly, patting Tang Wulin's shoulder in comfort.