Two purple, two black?
"Is that even a soul ring configuration a normal person can have?"
Jiang Nannan stared blankly at Tang Ya.
She really wanted to ask—
How did your little brother end up with only over-level soul rings, not even a single hundred-year one?
However, Tang Ya herself was completely stunned as well, no better off than Jiang Nannan.
"Brother Tianmeng, he doesn't have a hundred-year soul ring."
Huo Yuhao excitedly called out to the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.
After all, his own first soul ring came from Brother Tianmeng's million-year sacrifice.
But Tang Feng's soul rings looked like they were absorbed purely by his own strength.
Because Huo Yuhao had never heard of—
thousand-year or ten-thousand-year soul beasts offering sacrifices.
Both twelve years old—
Why did Tang Feng possess such an outrageously advanced soul ring setup?
"This makes no sense at all!"
"His Blue Silver Grass is filled with dense life energy—it should be Ultimate Life Attribute, the absolute top-tier healing-type martial soul!"
The Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was utterly baffled.
Tang Feng's martial soul and soul rings were unreasonable in every way.
Even with its million years of knowledge, it couldn't see through the truth.
"Healing-type martial soul?"
Huo Yuhao blinked.
You call this a healing Soul Master?
One punch sent a senior flat on the ground—
and that senior was a defensive-type Soul Elder, Xu Sanshi, whose martial soul was a giant turtle.
"He's a Blue Silver Grass martial soul."
Huo Yuhao suddenly understood.
This classmate's name was so closely tied to Teacher Xiao Ya's—
And they both had Blue Silver Grass martial souls.
If they weren't related, even Huo Yuhao himself wouldn't believe it.
"You're actually a Soul Ancestor?"
Bei Bei was shocked.
If he remembered correctly, Tang Feng wasn't even twelve yet—
And he had already reached Soul Ancestor (Rank 40).
Such talent appearing in a healing-type Soul Master was absurd beyond words.
As a fourth-year senior, Bei Bei himself would probably need another year to break through.
"Bei Bei, come fight."
Tang Feng's third soul ring lit up.
The blue-green Blue Silver Grass, streaked with purple patterns, instantly intertwined—
forming a battle spear.
Holding the Blue Silver Spear in his hand, Tang Feng looked like a general marching onto the battlefield.
"Aren't you a healing-type Soul Master?"
Bei Bei's right arm rapidly swelled.
Amid swirling blue light, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon burst forth.
At this moment, Bei Bei's gentle demeanor sharpened into something fierce as he stared intently at Tang Feng.
"No need for words. Come."
Tang Feng's expression remained calm.
Bei Bei clearly already knew his identity.
But now that the arrow was on the bowstring, it had to be released—
If he was going to beat Bei Bei, he'd better do it early.
Whoosh—
Tang Feng swung the spear and thrust straight toward Bei Bei.
He didn't use Absolute Initiative to instantly defeat him—
Instead, he chose to beat him a little longer.
"First Soul Skill — Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Bei Bei charged forward.
A dragon claw about a foot in diameter, formed from condensed blue-purple lightning, shot out—
slamming toward the Blue Silver Spear.
With the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's lightning attribute,
It should be able to shatter Tang Feng's spear… right?
At least, that's what Bei Bei believed.
In his view,
Tang Feng's third soul skill resembled Ancestor Tang San's Blue Silver Overlord Spear—
a thrown-type weapon skill.
"I am immune to lightning."
Tang Feng's spear tip flashed with a cold gleam.
The incomparably sharp spearhead pierced straight into the core of the Thunder Dragon Claw—
using a point to break a surface.
Bei Bei's first soul skill was instantly pierced through and dispersed.
"???"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This was the first time they had ever heard of Blue Silver Grass being lightning-immune.
Even back in Tang San's era, Blue Silver Grass was only immune to fire and water—
never lightning.
Lightning was known as the most terrifying force in the world—
a symbol of heaven's will.
"Wrath of Thunder!"
Bei Bei's third soul ring lit up.
Terrifying lightning erupted across his body, his lightning attribute surging severalfold.
This was a buff-type soul skill.
It increased Bei Bei's soul power attack effectiveness by over fifty percent.
Immediately after,
Bei Bei's second soul skill began flashing as well.
Countless electric serpents expanded simultaneously, transforming into lightning bolts.
They crackled through the air, forming a dense net of thunder that enveloped Tang Feng.
"Useless."
Tang Feng's gaze swept across the lightning net.
With his ability to perceive weaknesses, he instantly located its thinnest point.
He lifted the Blue Silver Spear and thrust at the weak spot—
breaking through the layers of encirclement.
In the blink of an eye, the spear had already reached Bei Bei—
slicing off a strand of hair beside his ear.
"You're far weaker than I expected."
Tang Feng dismissed the Blue Silver Spear.
His fist—like a sandbag in size—smashed straight into Bei Bei's nose.
Two streams of blood sprayed from Bei Bei's nostrils, leaving everyone around stunned.
"Don't hit the face!"
Bei Bei hurriedly covered his face.
Tang Feng showed no mercy—
grabbing Bei Bei's arm and flinging him, sending him face-first into the ground midair.
"Bei Bei, I'll help you!"
Xu Sanshi was extremely loyal.
He and Bei Bei were good brothers—how could he watch his brother get beaten by a freshman?
"Get lost."
Tang Feng spun midair and kicked Xu Sanshi square in the chest—
caving his bones inward.
Against Xu Sanshi,
Tang Feng never held back—every strike carried armor-breaking power.
"Aoo—!"
Bei Bei hugged his head,
allowing Tang Feng's fists to rain down.
He truly didn't dare resist anymore—
lest he end up like Xu Sanshi.
"Nannan, let's join in!"
Tang Ya rolled up her sleeves and rushed forward—
joining the beating.
She deliberately stood behind Bei Bei so he wouldn't notice her.
"???"
Jiang Nannan and Huo Yuhao exchanged a look.
Both felt deeply helpless.
Seeing how happily Tang Ya was beating him up,
Neither of them had the heart to stop her.
"Should I join too?"
Wang Dong felt tempted.
He'd been bullied these past few days—
Now he finally had a chance to bully someone else.
"This is a family matter. Don't interfere."
Jiang Nannan immediately stopped Wang Dong.
If Wang Dong joined, the situation would completely change.
"Family matter?"
Wang Dong was utterly confused.
He'd been too busy watching Tang Feng tease senior sisters and brutally beat senior brothers.
At this rate—
Even Teacher Zhou Yi might get beaten tomorrow.
"You don't know? They're real siblings."
Jiang Nannan looked puzzled.
The moment she saw Tang Feng summon Blue Silver Grass, she had confirmed the suspicion.
"I didn't know!"
Wang Dong genuinely had no idea.
He had just met Tang Feng today and was seeing Tang Ya for the first time.
If he'd guessed that, that would've been strange.
"What are you doing?"
"This is Shrek Academy—not a place for fighting and brawling."
A woman in a red academy uniform arrived—
clearly someone from the Inner Court.
Her long black hair flowed to her waist.
Her black eyes were bright and intelligent.
Her delicate face was fair and flawless, yet carried a faint paleness.
She possessed a serene, gentle temperament—
one that left a lasting impression at first glance.
Seeing Bei Bei being beaten, a trace of worry appeared between her brows.
"Sister Le Xuan?"
Bei Bei covered his face.
When he recognized who it was, his heart sank.
Getting beaten outside—
and being seen by Sister Le Xuan of all people.
Would she step in?
In Bei Bei's mind, that was entirely possible—
After all, Zhang Le Xuan had practically raised him herself.
Even more outrageous—
Ancestor Xuan had even arranged a marriage between them.
To Bei Bei,
Zhang Le Xuan was like a sister and a mother who raised him—How could he possibly accept that?