"Your Holiness...you have suffered so much..."
Countless people, especially female Soul Masters, were already sobbing uncontrollably.
Their gazes toward Ning Lin were filled with reverence and admiration.
The gaze directed at Bibi Dong was filled with sympathy and understanding.
The only thing left in their gazes toward Yu Xiaogang was endless, pure disgust.
In a corner of the crowd.
Tang San stood there, motionless.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the excessive force.
He heard the whole story.
He looked at Ning Lin on the stage, a man who stood tall and upright, ready to face any challenge.
Then he looked at Yu Xiaogang on the ground, who was twisted and vicious from love turned to hate, and was now like a lump of mud, unable to even lift his head.
An unprecedented sense of shame surged from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
This is me, Tang San, the teacher I was once proud of and respected for my entire life?
This is Tang San, the "Grandmaster" who once stood up against the Spirit Hall to protect him.
Tang San closed his eyes, feeling a churning sensation in his chest, so choked he almost vomited.
He slowly, silently, cursed out each word in his heart.
This idiot is a fucking disgrace to me!
Tang San's angry curse in his heart seemed to put a temporary pause on this farce.
However, Yu Xiaogang, whose reason was completely overwhelmed by shame and hatred, clearly did not think that way.
His limp body twitched suddenly, and he struggled to get up from the ground again.
"Fake!"
A hoarse roar escaped from his throat.
"It's all fake!"
Yu Xiaogang had disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and looked like a madman.
He stretched out his withered finger, pointing at Hu Liena, then at Bibi Dong, a maniacal grin on his face twisted with jealousy.
"It's all made up! It's all nonsense that you two, master and apprentice, made up to deceive people!"
"What Nine-Turn Nirvana Pill! What Burning Life! It's all just lies you fabricated to whitewash yourselves and gain sympathy!"
His voice, sharp and piercing, echoed in the silent square.
"Ning Lin is a piece of trash! Back then, he was beaten like a dog by Qian Xunji and had to run away! And you, Bibi Dong…"
He turned to the peerless pope, his eyes now filled with undisguised lewdness and resentment.
"You're nothing but a piece of trash that Qian Xunji has used up!"
"What right do you have to stand here pretending to be so high and mighty? You..."
*Smack!!!*
A sharp, resounding slap suddenly rang out!
Yu Xiaogang's words came to an abrupt end.
A red afterimage appeared before him without him even noticing.
It's Hu Liena.
The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall now had a murderous look on her pretty face. Her alluring eyes, which were once captivating, were now devoid of any charm, and only filled with a killing intent that could freeze one's soul.
"You're asking for it."
Hu Liena's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell.
Yu Xiaogang was completely stunned by the slap. Half of his cheek swelled up at a visible speed, and a bright red five-finger mark was clearly imprinted on it.
He hadn't reacted yet.
Hu Liena's next attack has already arrived.
There are no flashy soul skills.
Only the purest violence, imbued with the power of a Soul Saint.
A whip kick, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, struck Yu Xiaogang hard in the abdomen!
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Yu Xiaogang's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, arching into a shrimp-like shape, crashing heavily against the hard stone pillar of the judge's bench, and then rolling to the ground.
"puff--"
A large mouthful of blood mixed with stomach acid gushed out of his mouth.
But this is just the beginning.
Hu Liena's figure followed closely, closing in instantly.
She stepped on Yu Xiaogang's chest, rendering him completely immobile, and then, with a flurry of resounding slaps, rained down on Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"
"This slap was on behalf of my teacher!"
"This slap is on behalf of Lord Ning Lin!"
"This slap is for myself!"
"You shameless, despicable beast who twists the truth!"
"How dare you mention my teacher's name?!"
"You dare to live in this world?!"
The crisp sound of a slap, along with Hu Liena's angry rebukes, echoed throughout the venue.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Xiaogang's once refined face had become a bloody mess, unrecognizable.
The audience was deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden and incredibly violent scene.
But no one spoke up to stop it.
Even after a brief moment of astonishment, bursts of suppressed, exhilarating cheers erupted from the crowd!
"Well done!"
"Kill this beast!"
Within Shrek Academy's camp.
Oscar whistled, then realized it was inappropriate and quickly covered his mouth, but the excitement in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Zhu Zhuqing simply turned her head away, but a slight smile quietly appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Even Flander and Liu Erlong, who always defended Yu Xiaogang, opened their mouths but couldn't utter a single word.
This guy is really asking for a beating.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was barely breathing and was about to be beaten to death by Hu Liena, Yu Xiaogang was barely breathing at all.
Tang San finally moved.
He couldn't watch anymore.
No matter how disgraceful Yu Xiaogang may be, he is still his teacher, someone he personally acknowledged as "a teacher for a day, a father for life."
If he were to be beaten to death by a woman right in front of him, where would Tang San put his face?
"Cough cough."
Tang San coughed twice, trying to attract Hu Liena's attention.
However, Hu Liena, blinded by rage, completely ignored him.
Left with no other choice, Tang San slightly moved his right hand.
Several crystal-clear blue-silver vines, like living snakes, silently emerged from the ground, instantly wrapped around Yu Xiaogang's body, and pulled him backward with a sudden jerk.
Hu Liena was about to stomp on Yu Xiaogang's neck when she felt her foot slip. Yu Xiaogang's body had been dragged behind Tang San by a flexible yet powerful force.
Hu Liena paused, her murderous gaze instantly locking onto Tang San.
Tang San met her gaze calmly and spoke slowly.
"Your Highness, please show mercy when you can."
"What happened in the past, whether true or false, has already happened. There's no point in dwelling on it anymore."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.
"We are standing here today to put Ning Lin to trial."
As Tang San spoke, his gaze shifted and fell back on Ning Lin, his tone becoming sinister.
"Let's talk about the incident where he assaulted a female Soul Master in the street."
"The witnesses are here, and the evidence is irrefutable!"
He suddenly pointed at the trembling female Soul Master below the stage.
"According to imperial law, he should be executed!"
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