Chapter 66 Killing Zhao Zi, Hugging Ma Zi, and Slapping San Zi: Sorry, might makes right!
At the heart of the flames, two figures appeared and disappeared.
Wrong.
Something's wrong.
Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously took a step forward.
Just then—
A voice rang out.
The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"To be honest, I do have some doubts about whether Shrek Academy is a legitimate Soul Master Academy."
Ma Hongjun's laughter stopped abruptly.
Dai Mubai's smile froze on his face.
Oscar turned his head abruptly.
Tang San stopped in his tracks.
They all looked in the direction where Ye Tianchen had just stood.
The purplish-red flames finally dissipated little by little.
On the scorched ground, the grass had long since turned to ash, the soil was cracked from the high temperature, and in some places there were even signs of crystallization.
Even the hidden weapons thrown by Tang San had turned into molten iron under the scorching flames, turning crimson.
The air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell, mixed with the odor of wood ash, making it almost impossible to breathe.
But none of that mattered. What mattered was... standing on that scarred, crystallized ground were two figures, or rather, two people.
Ye Tianchen stood still, holding Zhu Zhuqing, who seemed to be unconscious, in his arms.
He was shirtless, his clothes burned to ashes by the Phoenix Fireline, leaving no trace.
But his exposed skin—from his chest to his arms, from his neck to his waist—was smooth and intact, without any signs of burns.
There wasn't even a trace of it being blackened by flames.
Standing there amidst the charred, crystallized ground, he was like a perfectly intact piece of white jade embedded in charcoal, incongruous and shocking to behold.
A faint smile played on his face.
The smile was light and faint, yet it instantly froze the smiles on Ma Hongjun and the others' faces.
Even the composure that Tang San had always maintained vanished at this moment.
"This... how is this possible?!"
Ma Hongjun's voice was sharp and piercing. He kept rubbing his small eyes, so hard that he almost rubbed his eyeballs out.
"My Phoenix Fireline... my Phoenix Fireline is something even Zhao Wujie wouldn't dare to take head-on! How could a speed-attack type Soul Master like him possibly withstand my Phoenix Fireline without being able to dodge?!"
He couldn't believe it.
He couldn't believe that anyone could emerge unscathed from a direct confrontation with his Phoenix Fireline!
Ye Tianchen looked up at Ma Hongjun.
That gaze was calm, yet it made him involuntarily take a step back.
"The temperature of your flames..."
Ye Tianchen spoke calmly.
"It's not as good as the hot springs I used to soak in."
Ma Hongjun's face turned bright red.
"A free-range chicken is a free-range chicken."
Ye Tianchen continued, his tone still calm, but every word felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.
"Even if it mutated, it's still just a mutated chicken. A phoenix of evil fire? You really know how to flatter yourself."
Chicken...
These two words were the ones Ma Hongjun hated most in his life.
Because his Spirit was originally a mutation of the chicken Spirit. The Evil Fire Phoenix sounded impressive, but in essence it was just a chicken Spirit with powerful fire attribute attacks, and it was a flawed one at that.
Therefore, the word "chicken" was his Achilles' heel.
He worked tirelessly to improve himself and prove himself, all so that one day he could get rid of those two words.
But now, those two words were uttered so lightly from that person's mouth.
Ma Hongjun's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and his obese body trembled violently.
"I'll kill you--!"
He suddenly rushed forward!
Dai Mubai instinctively reached out to stop him, but grabbed nothing.
Tang San frowned, and Ghost Shadow Steps were already brewing beneath his feet.
But Ma Hongjun only took two steps before stopping.
Because he met Ye Tianchen's eyes.
Those eyes were calm, so calm that there wasn't a ripple in them.
But beneath that calm, Ma Hongjun saw something.
That was indifference.
It was a condescending indifference, looking down upon ants.
It was as if, in his eyes, Ma Hongjun was not a person, but a squeaking insect.
If he got annoyed by the noise, he could just crush it with his bare hands.
Ma Hongjun's anger was extinguished in that instant, as if doused with ice water.
He stood frozen in place, not daring to move.
Dai Mubai's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his expression incredibly complicated.
He glanced at the frozen Ma Hongjun, then at the young man holding his fiancée, and suddenly realized that all his earlier "carefree" and "unbothered" behavior had become a joke.
If that person could withstand the Phoenix Fireline unscathed, then what was Dai Mubai?
What was he so smug about?
The atmosphere froze solid.
Just then, a voice rang out.
"You killed our teacher, stole our companion, and now you're humiliating us in every way—"
Tang San's voice was steady, even carrying a hint of coldness.
"Isn't this going a bit too far?"
His Purple Demon Eyes were operating at full power, and his Ghost Shadow Steps were ready to be activated at any moment.
He didn't expect those words to make the other person feel ashamed and back down, but he needed to buy time and make the other person waver even a little.
He was gambling, gambling that this person still had a sense of shame.
Ye Tianchen glanced at him.
That gaze was like that of someone looking at a child who didn't know any better.
"I think you've got something wrong."
He said, his voice remaining flat.
"If I remember correctly, it was your so-called Zhao Wujie who started it."
His gaze swept over everyone present.
"If he hadn't shown murderous intent towards me, I really wouldn't have intended to take his life."
Tang San's brows furrowed even more.
He certainly knew that this was true.
Zhao Wujie did indeed make the first move and genuinely intended to take the other party hostage.
But he was their teacher, the one who protected them.
"And—"
Ye Tianchen's voice suddenly interrupted Tang San's thoughts.
"You seem to have misunderstood something."
A strong sense of unease welled up in Tang San's heart.
His Ghost Shadow Steps activated instantly, and he retreated rapidly!
But it was too late.
Ye Tianchen's figure suddenly disappeared from his sight.
The speed was unbelievably fast, so fast that even his Purple Demon Eyes could only catch a faint afterimage.
"Smack—!"
The crisp sound of a slap was particularly jarring in the silent forest.
Tang San was sent flying, tumbling several times in the air before crashing heavily onto the scorched ground, rolling several meters before coming to a stop.
His left cheek swelled up at a visible speed, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't even have time to react.
"Third Brother!"
Ma Hongjun gasped in shock.
Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly contracted.
He didn't even see how Ye Tianchen moved!
Tang San struggled to get up.
A foot stepped on his head.
The foot, though not heavy, felt like a mountain, slamming his face into the scorched grass.
The burnt smell of soil mixed with the stench of blood filled his nostrils, almost suffocating him.
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