On the square, Zhao Wuji lost his composure upon hearing Qin Xiao's words.

Was this kid so arrogant?

Zhao Wuji decided to give these novice soul masters a bit of pressure.

"Mu Bai, tell them about my strength."

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms, smirking confidently.

"Teacher Zhao, are you sure you want me to tell them?" Dai Mubai felt it was unnecessary.

If Zhao Wuji would listen, he wouldn't mind mentioning Qin Xiao's strength.

Even Ning Rongrong couldn't help but smile slyly, finding the naive teacher quite amusing.

Not just Ning Rongrong, everyone else had a peculiar expression.

They felt this was like a fierce dog boasting about its strength to a lion.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!"

Seeing Dai Mubai not reacting, Zhao Wuji urged him again.

"Ah, okay!"

Dai Mubai, though reluctantly, nodded, "Teacher Zhao is a 76th level Soul Saint. His martial soul is the Vajra Bear, a battle soul saint. He's the vice dean of the academy, second in overall strength only to the dean."

"Oh, a Soul Saint."

Ning Rongrong feigned surprise.

Even the usually cold Zhu Zhuqing showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Before, she would have been shocked.

But having seen a Titled Douluo like Thunder Emperor, a Soul Saint seemed rather ordinary.

Zhao Wuji, on the other hand, was stunned. What kind of reaction was "oh"? Was this the attitude a bunch of teenagers should have?

"Forget it, Mu Bai, you don't have to explain to them."

"I guess they won't understand until they see the coffin."

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and flexed his neck, his bones cracking.

"Teacher Zhao, please be careful."

Oscar, who had been silent, spoke up.

Yet, he was interrupted by Zhao Wuji,

"What, you're also like Dai Mubai now? Do you have someone you like among them?"

"Don't worry, I'll be careful not to hurt them."

Zhao Wuji frowned as he spoke.

Sigh.

Let it be.

Oscar didn't know what else to say.

Meanwhile, Zhao Wuji had already lit an incense stick and planted it in the ground.

"Since they all hold you in such high esteem, I'll defeat you first."

His gaze fixated on Qin Xiao, he coiled his body and prepared to strike.

Simultaneously, his body swelled up.

His already formidable muscles expanded, and even his height shot up by a meter, becoming even more muscular.

Seven dazzling soul rings rose, two yellow, two purple, and three black, encircling him.

With a thunderous sound and dust flying, Zhao Wuji charged at Qin Xiao like a cannonball. The ground he tread upon even cracked under his immense power.

"Is this kid frozen in fear?"

Zhao Wuji was closing in on Qin Xiao rapidly, but the latter still stood motionless.

In reality, Qin Xiao wasn't immobile; he simply didn't need to move.

After years of thunderous body refinement, his physique had reached an astonishing level.

Moreover, bearing the Thunder Emperor martial soul and mastering lightning, his speed was already at its peak.

To him, Zhao Wuji's brute force seemed no different from a tortoise's crawl.

This was Qin Xiao's assessment of Zhao Wuji.

Boom!

Like thunder exploding.

In a flash, Qin Xiao finally counterattacked.

On the square, Zhao Wuji was in complete disbelief. With a fist charged with sparks and lightning, Qin Xiao struck first, landing a blow on Zhao's face.

Immediately following, under everyone's gaze, Zhao Wuji flew backward at a speed even faster than his approach.

How is this possible?

How could he possess such speed and strength?
Zhao Wuji, the person involved, was utterly dumbfounded.

Boom!
Zhao flew back, crossing a distance of a hundred meters, and crashed heavily into the surrounding wall.

The wall, unable to bear the force, collapsed, kicking up clouds of dust.

In contrast, Qin Xiao stood nonchalantly in the center, as if he had just swatted a fly.

"Wow!"

"Too strong!"

"Is this the might of a Titled Douluo?"

Those present, except for Ning Rongrong, were witnessing a Titled Douluo's action for the first time and were thoroughly shocked.

Especially Dai Mubai and Oscar, who had suffered under Zhao Wuji's hands, couldn't believe that their formidable teacher was sent flying with a single punch.

The shock was immense!

As for Xiao Wu, her fear only intensified.

"Cough cough cough"

At this moment, a series of intense coughs came from afar.

Zhao Wuji emerged from the dust, his face showing utter surprise. "Kid, you're quite good, managing to take advantage of my unpreparedness. What special techniques do you have?"

He scanned the crowd, trying to discern who might have helped Qin Xiao.

"Stop looking, it was only me."

Qin Xiao sensed Zhao Wuji's suspicion and spoke calmly.

"Just you? I don't believe it. You're just a teenager, how strong can you be? Soul King level at most?"

Zhao Wuji scoffed in disbelief.

The idea of an eighteen-year-old Soul King was preposterous, even the legendary Hao Tian Douluo hadn't achieved that feat at such a young age.

But then, Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank in shock, as Qin Xiao's body was enveloped in lightning, with nine soul rings emerging beneath him.

"No, impossible, this must be an illusion!"

Zhao Wuji slapped himself, trying to wake up from what he thought was a delusion.

The slap stung, loosening his back teeth.

Yet, the sight remained unchanged — the young man surrounded by nine soul rings.

"Titled... Douluo?"

Zhao Wuji uttered in disbelief, gradually coming to accept the reality.

"Now, do you still have doubts?"

Qin Xiao smiled, waving his hand to summon thunder from the sky.

A formidable soul force pressure burst forth, weighing heavily on Zhao Wuji.

Feeling as if he was carrying a thousand-pound burden, Zhao Wuji stammered, "I... believe it. Zhao Wuji meant no offense, Your Excellency..."

"To err is human."

Qin Xiao shook his head lightly and glanced at the incense stick, which was still far from burnt out.

"Let's continue, we still have more than half an incense stick's time."

Continue?

Zhao Wuji immediately shook his head, like a rattling drum.

You must be joking. Why would Zhao Wuji engage in battle with a Titled Douluo?

However, Qin Xiao wouldn't let him off so easily.

"Thunder Pool!"

As Qin Xiao's fifth soul ring lit up, he thrust his palms forward.

Columns of lightning materialized from thin air, enveloping Zhao Wuji within.

(End of chapter)

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