Tang San followed Ning Fengzhi to meet that person. Upon arrival, there was already a man in his twenties waiting. Although his actual age was twenty-seven, due to his good complexion, he looked like a nineteen-year-old youth.
This man was Xue Qinghe.
At this time, Ye Yu and others returned, it was already nighttime.
Ye Yu and his seven companions went to eat first, and after eating, they returned to the academy.
On their way, the seven were secretly targeted by a group of people.
This group was from Wind Swift Academy, totaling twelve people, eleven team members and one teacher.
Wind Swift Academy was Shrek Team's opponent the day after tomorrow.
"Teacher, what if that kid with the Ten-Thousand-Year Fourth Soul Ring isn't around, what should we do?"
They came here to eliminate a hidden threat. They felt Shrek was a threat, and they had no confidence in winning the day after tomorrow's match, so they wanted to deal with Tang San, but he was actually not present.
"Since he's not here, let's just grab someone casually to probe their capabilities, understand their team's situation."
"Leave it to the teacher."
"But whom should we grab?"
The team members observed from afar; their teacher was a sinister-looking middle-aged man. He took out the Shrek Team's profiles, which contained information on each person's Martial Soul and type, but lacked age and Soul Ring configuration details. However, just knowing the type was enough.
Looking at the figures, they focused on four people: Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Jiang Zhu, Ye Yu.
Upon seeing the figures, they were astonished; even the middle-aged man frowned.
"That Ning Rongrong is a Seven Treasures Glaze Tower Soul Master, didn't participate today; this team is indeed formidable."
"Then we can't pick her; offending the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect is unwise."
"Select one from the other three; we need to understand their Soul Power Level and then decide who among them should be secretly dealt with."
"Let's choose this Ye Yu; Martial Soul Nine Spirits Black Begonia, huh, never heard of it. Judging by the image, it seems like a Wasted Martial Soul Black-tailed Flower."
"Alright, let's pick him."
After deciding, their teacher prepared to act, five Soul Rings revolving around him, with the Fifth black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring flashing.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Remote Control!"
This middle-aged man was a Charm Class Control Type Level 59 Soul King. This Fifth Soul Skill remotely targets a single entity, releasing the skill to control its thoughts.
At this moment, as Ye Yu was walking, he suddenly felt a control power trying to dominate his thoughts; however, his Spiritual Power was like steel bars, and the control power, compared to his Spiritual Power, felt as weak as cotton and unable to sway him.
However, Ye Yu deliberately pretended that his body was slightly halted.
"It seems he's been controlled; let's try."
The man murmured, "Find a reason to come over."
Ye Yu had already sensed these people, even if five hundred meters away, he could still hear the man's voice.
Ye Yu said, "I'll go buy some heavy objects; you guys go ahead."
"Alright."
After speaking, Ye Yu headed towards their direction.
"The teacher has controlled him."
"Of course, considering the teacher is a Level 59 Soul King, at most he's a Soul Venerable."
"Should we deal with him later?"
"When he arrives, let's understand their strength. If the Soul Power Level is high, then deal with him."
…
They watched as Ye Yu approached step by step, sneering coldly.
When Ye Yu came over, they directly entered a dark alley, with Ye Yu following suit.
The man directly asked, "Apart from the seven people who participated from your team today, what are the Soul Power Levels of the other four? What's the Soul Ring configuration?"
The seven team members stood behind the man, arms crossed on their chests, waiting for Ye Yu to respond.
Ye Yu approached the man a few steps closer; the man awaited Ye Yu's answer, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.
Ye Yu's punching speed was extremely fast, so quick that the man couldn't react, and he was directly sent flying, crashing into the wall forming a human-shaped indentation. The other seven team members were shocked, quickly backing away.
"What... what happened?"
"Wasn't he controlled? How is that possible?!"
They were terrified, each releasing their Martial Souls, all at a thirty-plus level, none above forty, with three Soul Rings revolving around them.
"Cough, cough!"
The man kept coughing up blood; the terrifying force severely injured him.
"How… how is this possible? Why didn't it work?"
The man was completely baffled.
"Who are you?" Ye Yu coldly asked.
Yet they didn't answer, opting to start fighting.
But just as they were about to attack, their footsteps suddenly stopped, frozen in place, eyes wide, full of fear!
Five Soul Rings appeared around Ye Yu, purple, purple, black, black, black.
In terror, they retreated: "Soul… Soul King?!"
"How is this possible? He looks only about twelve or thirteen! How could he be a Soul King?"
They were stunned, and the man was equally shocked. Furthermore, the Soul Ring configuration was terrifying, unlike anything seen before!
Despite his injuries, the man attempted to release the Soul Techniques to continue controlling Ye Yu, but one skill after another failed to confuse, stun, or affect Ye Yu's brain.
Ye Yu used the Fourth Soul Skill, a green poisonous mist enveloped the area, the man's face drastically changed: "Poison!"
He tried to dodge, but it was too late; he merely held his breath. However, not breathing alone wouldn't suffice.
The poisonous mist touched the man, bringing excruciating pain, his body corroded rapidly, turning into muck, dead!
They were dumbfounded; their Level 59 Soul King teacher, merely touched by this poison, was dead?
Ye Yu's punch had already severely injured the man; now, as a Level 53 Soul King, for the man's poisoned injury it was like seventy percent health, and the severely injured man's health was below seventy percent, naturally leading to death.
Ye Yu coldly looked at them, "Will you speak?"
"I... I'll speak!"
All seven were completely defeated, resistance was futile, their bodies trembled, collapsing to the ground.
"We're from Wind Swift Academy, your opponent the day after tomorrow, looking to investigate your team's situation in advance; please spare our lives."
"Is that so." Ye Yu coldly said, "But you should have been wanting to eliminate some of us in advance, right? I could hear everything just now."
"What?!"
They were shocked; even at such a distance, speaking so softly, how could he possibly hear?
The green poisonous mist spread once more, terrified them beyond measure, ready to scream for help but found it was too late, as the mist touched them, those at Level 30 quickly succumbed to the poison, turning into muck, with no remains.
Gazing at the green muck on the ground, Ye Yu sighed softly, "You have really bad luck, choosing me."
Ye Yu left, returning to Lanba Academy.
Meanwhile, Tang San had learned some things about his father, very grateful to Xue Qinghe for disclosing them.
Xue Qinghe asked, "I wonder if you could tell me some information about someone in your team?"
Tang San wondered, "Who?"
"Ye Yu."
"How do you know Brother Yu?"
Xue Qinghe smiled faintly, "I met him once today. I want to know about his strength and age; is it convenient for you to tell me? Don't worry, I won't disclose it."
Tang San was somewhat troubled, "Although I'm grateful to you, these are personal privacy details; I'm not authorized to disclose them, sorry."
Xue Qinghe nodded, "Alright, no problem. I'll ask him myself next time; just curious."