Chapter 56 Deadly Strike! The Eye of Life Unleashes!
Dai Huabin's thoughts surged.
We cannot lose.
If you can't even beat Zhou Yi, how can you talk about controlling your own destiny?
What's the point of talking about protecting the people around you?
The next moment, the Eye of Life suddenly activated between Dai Huabin's eyebrows.
A beam of cyan-gold light shot out from between the eyebrows and merged into the crystal body of the Netherworld White Tiger.
The originally dull black and white soul power became extremely condensed under the infusion of cyan-gold Spiritual power.
At the same time, the muscles of the Netherworld White Tiger bulged and tightened, and the power of its blood and qi transformed into a pale red halo, enveloping the condensed black and white soul power.
Finally, Dai Huabin's will transformed into an invisible bond, firmly binding together His Spiritual power, soul power, and vital energy.
The Netherworld White Tiger's purple pupils burst forth with tri-colored light: cyan, black and white, and blood red, intertwined together.
Golden patterns appeared on its crystal body, extending from its head to the tip of its tail.
Crimson claws sprouted from the tips of its wings, and its body swelled to ten meters in length in an instant.
The pressure surged.
At the window, Wu Feng's legs went weak, and She sat down on the ground.
"What the hell?"
Wang Dong'er's expression changed.
She had seen golden patterns appear on Dai Huabin's White Tiger Blazing Light Wave during the freshman assessment finals, but that was just a fleeting flash of inspiration.
This time, it's completely different.
This time it was proactive, complete, and controllable.
In the fused state, Zhu Lu sensed Dai Huabin's will.
That feeling was very strange.
It wasn't a command, nor a request, but rather an absolute trust that was conveyed:
"I need all of you."
Zhu Lu did not hesitate.
She suppressed Her physical exhaustion and poured all Her remaining soul power into the fused state.
Unity of mind and body.
The power of the four elements is now completely stable.
Zhou Yi's dragon claw was less than a meter away from the head of the Netherworld White Tiger.
But She stopped.
It wasn't that She stopped on Her own; rather, the oppressive aura emanating from the Netherworld White Tiger caused a brief stagnation in the flow of Her soul power.
The Spiritual suppression came without warning, directly affecting Her Spiritual sea, as if an invisible hand had pressed the switch that controlled the flow of soul power within Her body.
Only half a second.
But half a second is enough.
The energy core on the chest of the Netherworld White Tiger lit up again, this time not in black and white, but in three colors: lapis lazuli, black and white, and blood red. The three energies intertwined and rotated, forming a three-colored energy sphere with a diameter of two meters.
The wings are spread to their limit.
The impact pattern and the shock wave pattern are driven simultaneously.
The Netherworld White Tiger Break, a double superposition.
The ten-meter-long giant tiger transformed into a three-colored stream of light, carrying a twelve-meter-long three-colored shockwave, and crashed into Zhou Yi at three times the previous speed.
The ground collapsed directly along the path of the shock wave, and the air was completely sucked out, forming a vacuum channel.
The tri-colored light illuminated the entire open space, and even the walls of the teaching building were reflected with colorful light and shadow.
Zhou Yi's pupils contracted to their maximum size.
This oppressive aura far surpasses that of a Soul King.
She instinctively wanted to unleash a defensive soul skill, but the Spiritual suppression slowed Her reaction by a crucial half-second.
The three-colored light hit its target.
The red dragon phantom was torn apart the moment it made contact, and its crimson scales peeled off like pieces of paper.
Zhou Yi's dragon form completely collapsed under the crushing force of the shockwave, and the enormous impact sent Her flying.
Ten meters.
She landed heavily on the ground, leaving a long trail, and finally crashed into the outer wall of the teaching building, shattering the bricks.
Blood was spilling from the corner of Her mouth.
The area fell silent for a moment.
Then, the three-colored light on the Netherworld White Tiger faded, its size shrank to eight meters, then to five meters, and finally the white light dissipated, and Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's figures separated from the light.
The two of them stumbled at the same time and instinctively reached out to support each other.
Dai Huabin's face was deathly pale, His soul power was almost exhausted, and He could barely stand.
Zhu Lu wasn't much better off than Him; Her entire weight was resting on His arm, and Her breathing was shallow and rapid.
But neither of them fell.
There was a full three seconds of silence by the window.
Then Wu Feng let out a scream.
"They won! They won! The fusion skill of a three-ring Spirit Master and a two-ring Great Soul Master defeated a six-ring Soul Emperor!"
Lan Luoluo's mouth was wide open, and She couldn't close it for a long time.
Lan Susu's voice trembled: "I didn't see wrong, did I... Teacher Zhou was knocked away?"
Wang Dong'er pressed Herself against the window frame, Her fingernails digging into the wood, unable to utter a single word.
Only one thought kept running through Her mind:
How many more cards does Dai Huabin still have up His sleeve?
Cui Yajie took a deep breath, turned Her head to look at Wang Dong'er beside Her with a complicated expression, and wisely kept quiet.
Xiao Xiao muttered to Herself, "The class monitor and Lulu... are so amazing."
Wang Dong'er suddenly turned Her head and glared at Her.
Xiao Xiao shrank back and remained silent.
On the field, Zhou Yi slowly stood up, leaning against the wall.
Her teacher's robe was torn in several places, the dragon scales on Her right arm had completely faded, and the bloodstains at the corner of Her mouth had not yet been wiped clean.
But She kept Her back straight; the pride of a sixth-ring Soul Emperor wouldn't allow Her to appear disheveled in front of Her students.
She looked at the two people standing supporting each other twenty meters away, Her chest still churning with anger.
She actually lost!
Although the opponent used a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and although the final attack clearly exceeded the Soul King level and reached the Soul Emperor level!
Zhou Yi's eyes clearly showed resentment; She had actually lost to two freshmen!
However, at that moment, a voice came from around the corner of the teaching building.
"Zhou Yi, this is the end!"
Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun walked out side by side.
Both of their expressions were subtle.
Du Weilun's face was filled with the helplessness of "I knew something bad would happen," while Yan Shaozhe had His hands behind His back, a faint smile on His lips.
Zhou Yi's body stiffened for a moment.
"Dean Yan, Director Du."
"How long have you been fighting here?" Yan Shaozhe asked in a deep voice.
Zhou Yi did not answer.
Yan Shaozhe didn't press further. His gaze passed over Zhou Yi and landed on Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.
To be precise, it landed on Dai Huabin's forehead.
He had seen that cyan-gold beam of light clearly. It was a powerful Spiritual force!
Du Weilun walked up to Zhou Yi and lowered His voice: "You, a sixth-ring Soul Emperor, are going to get serious with two third-ring students? Don't you care about your reputation if word gets out?"
Zhou Yi's expression turned even more unpleasant.
"He started it."
"He's just a student talking back to you, so you unleash your soul power to suppress the entire class?"
Du Weilen's voice wasn't loud, but every word hit the mark.
"Zhou Yi, you are a teacher, not an opponent in the ring."
Zhou Yi gritted Her teeth and did not refute.
Yan Shaozhe walked up to Dai Huabin and looked Him up and down.
"Can you still stand?"
Dai Huabin forced a smile:
"good."
Zhu Lu supported Him on Her arm, Her entire weight shifted onto Him, but Her grip was very steady.
Yan Shaozhe nodded, then turned to look at Zhou Yi.
"Teacher Zhou, I think the teaching arrangements for Class 1 need to be reconsidered."
Yan Shaozhe's tone remained calm, but Zhou Yi understood the meaning behind His words.
This is not a discussion, it is a notification.
Zhou Yi remained silent for a few seconds before finally nodding.
If it were Du Weilun, She might dare to argue back, but if it were Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department, She certainly wouldn't dare to act rashly.
Fan Yu has a lot of influence, but Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department, won't give Him any face.
Yan Shaozhe turned around and looked at Dai Huabin.
"You and Zhu Lu go back and rest first, and come to my office this afternoon."
Yan Shaozhe paused for a moment, then added a sentence.
"Take Zhu Lu with you."
Dai Huabin nodded without asking any further questions.
Yan Shaozhe did not explain, but turned around and left with Du Weilun and Zhou Yi.
Only after the three figures disappeared around the corner of the teaching building did Dai Huabin finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhu Lu looked up at Him: "What does Dean Yan want with us?"
"have no idea."
Dai Huabin genuinely didn't know.
This plot point wasn't in the original story, so every step He takes now is unknown.
But one can guess that it might be due to His powerful Spiritual strength and that special state He was in just now.
At the same time, Wu Feng's voice came from afar through the window:
"Class monitor! Are you alright? Should I go find a healing-type teacher?"
Dai Huabin waved His hand towards the window.
Then He looked down at Zhu Lu.
Zhu Lu's face was very pale, and Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but She didn't let go. Her fingers were gripping His forearm tightly.
"Let's go back to the dorm."
Zhu Lu hummed in agreement, and the two of them, supporting each other, walked step by step towards the dormitory.
Behind them, a row of heads peeked out of the classroom window, watching them leave.
Lan Luoluo asked softly, "Sister, do we really have to stay in Teacher Zhou's class from now on?"
Lan Susu was silent for a moment: "It shouldn't be too long."
Wang Dong'er remained pressed against the window frame, staring silently at the departing figures of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.
Cui Yajie leaned closer and whispered, "Dong'er, what are you thinking about?"
Wang Dong'er remained silent for three seconds.
"I'm wondering what that light between His eyebrows was."
Cui Yajie was taken aback.
"You saw it too?"
Wang Dong'er did not answer and turned to walk back into the classroom.
She took two steps, then stopped and uttered a sentence without turning Her head.
"Dean Yan is looking for them this afternoon, I'm going too."
Cui Yajie and Xiao Xiao exchanged a glance.
Xiao Xiao whispered, "Ya Jie, Dong'er seems angry."
Cui Yajie thought for a moment: "She's not angry."
What is that?
"I'm not reconciled."
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