Lin Feng slowly stepped forward.
Just as Wang Lei was about to summon his martial soul—
"First Soul Skill—Fire Dragon Constriction."
From Lin Feng's right hand, a blazing red flame dragon surged forth.
At the same time his martial soul evolved, Lin Feng's soul skill transformed as well.
The former Flame Serpent Constriction had now advanced into Fire Dragon Constriction.
In the blink of an eye—
The fire dragon coiled around Wang Lei's arm, the searing flames scorching his flesh, blood gushing out uncontrollably.
Terror flashed in Wang Lei's eyes. His lips parted slightly, yet not a sound came out.
He could feel his left arm swaying uncontrollably in the wind, no longer responding to his will.
Snap—
With the fall of the limb, Wang Lei collapsed to his knees, his face ashen as death.
"I lost… again?"
"Wang Lei, leave on your own."
"And remember this—I'm sparing your life today out of mercy."
"If you want revenge, come find me at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy."
There was a flicker of disdain in Lin Feng's gaze.
Sparing him an arm was already merciful.
Rank 22? Know your limits.
As the group returned to the classroom to pack up their things—
Wang Lei picked up his severed arm from the floor, clutching the bleeding stump with deep unwillingness in his eyes, then left without a word.
"Lin Feng, the Dean asked you and Dugu Yan to come to the office."
Ye Lingling had just returned to the classroom when she delivered the message.
"The office? We're about to leave, why go there now?" Dugu Yan asked, puzzled.
"I'm not sure, but it seems someone from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy is here."
"Heaven Dou Imperial Academy?"
"Come on, Yan'er. Let's go check it out."
Lin Feng couldn't help but be curious—why would someone from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy come at this time?
As they stepped into the office—
"Teacher Qin Ming, such a promising young talent."
"To already be a teacher at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy at your age—remarkable."
Dean Ye Ming was all smiles as he praised the handsome young man before him.
Qin Ming… from Heaven Dou Imperial Academy?
What's he doing here?
Doubt filled Lin Feng's heart.
"Haha…"
"I'm only here thanks to the favor of the three academy deans."
"Dean Ye, are there any promising students this year worthy of joining our Heaven Dou preparatory team?"
Qin Ming's tone was modest.
"We've got quite a few talented students this year."
"Especially Lin Feng and Dugu Yan—both reached Soul Elder level by graduation."
"Dugu Yan? The granddaughter of the Poison Douluo?"
Qin Ming turned to the girl beside Ye Ming, surprised.
"That's right," the Dean affirmed with a nod.
"If that's the case, and given their soul power levels, they certainly qualify for the preparatory team."
"Well then—"
Just as Qin Ming was about to formally invite them—
Suddenly—
"How can a criminal like Lin Feng be allowed into the Imperial Academy's preparatory team? What gives him the right?"
A burly, scar-faced man stormed in, roaring in anger.
"And you are?" Qin Ming turned toward the man, frowning at the outburst.
"I'm Wang Lei's brother—Wang Xiang."
As he spoke, Wang Xiang stepped aside.
Behind him walked in Wang Lei, his arm severed and bloodstains still drying on his clothes.
It looked like he had received treatment and stopped the bleeding.
"What happened here?" Ye Ming asked in shock.
"What happened? Ask your student Lin Feng!"
"A duel between classmates should end with restraint."
"But Lin Feng crippled my brother's arm with lethal intent!"
"If I don't get a proper explanation today…"
"Don't even think of admitting him into Heaven Dou Academy."
Wang Xiang shouted furiously.
Originally, Wang Xiang had only come to pick up his brother for their upcoming relocation to the Star Luo Empire.
But Wang Lei had asked him to wait for a bit.
The next time he saw him—his brother had lost an arm.
With his brother now backing him, Wang Lei no longer felt the pain, standing upright with false bravado.
"Wang Xiang, admission into the Academy isn't decided by you or me."
"In Heaven Dou, strength rules above all."
"As a current member of the Royal Battle Team, you should know that."
Qin Ming smiled calmly, casting a sidelong glance at Lin Feng.
He had sensed it the moment Lin Feng entered.
Though this boy's soul power was only in the thirties, the hidden strength behind him was unfathomable.
"Qin Ming, you may be new to the Imperial Academy, but don't play the part of a saint here."
"If you dare admit Lin Feng into the Academy—consider your teaching career over."
Qin Ming gave him a mocking look, utterly unfazed.
"And who says Lin Feng can't enter Heaven Dou Academy?"
"What kind of stray dog are you, barking so loudly in here?"
Dugu Yan's gaze turned icy as she looked at Wang Xiang with utter contempt.
"Lin Feng, hiding behind a woman—what kind of man are you?"
Though Wang Xiang recognized Dugu Yan, he continued to direct his fury at Lin Feng.
"What does this have to do with Lin Feng, Wang Xiang?"
"Did you get kicked in the head by a soul beast?"
"Lin Feng warned Wang Lei not to provoke him, and he ignored it."
"He went to the back mountain looking for trouble, and now it's Lin Feng's fault?"
Dugu Yan refused to let Lin Feng stoop to the level of this petty man, snapping back without hesitation.
Standing beside her, Lin Feng looked at his fierce, protective fiancée, feeling quite content.
A satisfied smile crept across his face.
"Lin Feng, I'll kill you!"
Wang Xiang couldn't stand the sight of the man who injured his brother grinning so smugly in front of him.
He saw it as the greatest insult.
"Second Soul Skill—Rage of the Violent Bear!"
Bear claws burst forth from Wang Xiang's hands as he charged toward Lin Feng.
"Heh…"
Lin Feng chuckled softly.
He shifted slightly and raised his right hand.
"Right Arm Bone Skill of the Emperor Flame Nine-Headed Dragon—Crimson Scale Serpent Hand."
From his sleeve, several crimson-scaled serpents shot out, instantly coiling around Wang Xiang.
In an instant, he was tightly bound like a cocoon, leaving only his head exposed.
Wang Xiang struggled violently, but the bindings only tightened.
"First Soul Skill—Fire Dragon Constriction."
Lin Feng unleashed the fire dragon again, wrapping Wang Xiang's entire body.
As the burning heat transferred through the crimson serpents and scorched him, Wang Xiang was stunned.
He—a Soul Elder on the verge of becoming a Soul Ancestor—was completely overpowered by a boy fresh out of a junior soul master academy?
Only now did he realize how terrifying the person his brother had provoked truly was.
"Lin Feng, let me go!"
"Don't you know my father is a Marquis?!"
"If I tell him about this, aren't you afraid he'll bring disaster upon your Lin family?"
Wang Xiang shouted through gritted teeth, enduring the pain of being scorched.
"Lin Feng, didn't you hear my brother telling you to stop?"
"If you dare hurt him today, my father will make sure your Lin family doesn't live to see tomorrow's sunrise!"
Wang Lei, standing to the side, added fuel to the fire with his threats.
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