pertwk Chapter 13: I'm just an ordinary student!
Chapter 13: I'm just an ordinary student!
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Cao Kun turned around and looked at Zhao Wuji and Flander, who were still frozen in shock, with a faint, apologetic smile on his face: "Teacher Zhao, Dean, I'm sorry I'm late. I'm sorry to have startled you both."
The words "Master" and "Dean" were like a thunderclap, jolting Zhao Wuji and Flander out of their daze.
"Cao...Cao Kun?"
Zhao Wuji's voice trembled as he looked at the disciple before him, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Is he still the same disciple I picked up from the Star Dou Great Forest twelve years ago, a talented student who needed my protection?
That move just now... was it something a human could pull off?
"Cao Kun...you..."
Flander was even more incoherent, pointing at Cao Kun, then at the distant, dust-filled ruins. "You... Tang Hao... he..."
"Don't worry, Dean, he won't die, but he won't be able to get up anytime soon."
Cao Kun spoke calmly, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"This matter arose because Tang San was injured during the assessment. Tang Hao, overprotective of his son, acted excessively. I intervened to discipline him, which can be considered as seeking justice for the academy. As for the aftermath..."
He glanced towards the ruins, his eyes turning slightly cold: "If he knows what's good for him and retreats to heal his injuries, this matter will be considered closed. If he still persists..."
He didn't say what came next, but the meaning was self-evident.
Zhao Wuji and Flander looked at each other, both seeing in each other's eyes immense shock, lingering fear, relief, and a hint of... bewilderment.
They suddenly realized that they had never really understood this disciple/student.
"Cough cough...cough..."
From the ruins came a violent cough and a struggle.
As the smoke and dust dissipated slightly, Tang Hao's figure was revealed.
He knelt amidst the rubble, his face covered in dust and dirt, his clothes soaked in blood, and his complexion as pale as paper.
The enormous phantom of the Haotian Hammer had vanished, and the dark golden protective light membrane had long since shattered.
He raised his head, and his once cold and sharp eyes were now bloodshot, filled with horror, humiliation, rage, and... a deep sense of fear!
He stared intently at Cao Kun, as if trying to etch the boy's image into the depths of his soul.
"Who...are you?"
Tang Hao asked in a hoarse, weak voice.
"Shrek Academy, Cao Kun."
Cao Kun stood with his hands behind his back, the moonlight shining on him. His white robes were as white as snow, and his expression was indifferent: "Just an ordinary student... who couldn't stand someone acting wildly in front of my master and the dean."
Regular student? You call this a regular student?!
Tang Hao's chest ""
"Regular student?"
Tang Hao felt a tightness in his chest and almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
Looking at the white-clad, serene young man under the moonlight, he felt an absurd and incomparable evil fire rush to his head, mixed with the burning pain in his internal organs and the stagnation of his soul power running wildly in his meridians, almost making him lose his mind.
Could an ordinary student knock him back with a single punch?
How could he use such unpredictable movements to evade my furious attack? How could he send me flying with a single finger, severely injuring my Martial Soul True Body?!
If this is considered an ordinary student, then what is this Haotian Douluo?
Are they street performers?!
shame!
An unprecedented shame!
This is an even greater humiliation than when I was besieged and intercepted by the Spirit Hall and forced to go into hiding!
Tang Hao, the most outstanding genius of the Clear Sky Sect in a hundred years, the youngest Title Douluo on the continent, and a peak existence with a 100,000-year soul ring, was actually defeated in three moves by an unknown youth, suffering severe injuries and coughing up blood?!
If word gets out, how will Tang Hao face the world? Where will the reputation of the Clear Sky Sect be placed?!
"Cough cough..."
The violent cough aggravated his internal injuries, and Tang Hao coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, but his eyes became even more ferocious, like a wounded beast.
He stared intently at Cao Kun, his gaze seemingly intent on devouring him whole: "Well... well, Shrek Academy! What a 'normal student'! You've been hiding your true intentions perfectly!"
He struggled, using the Haotian Hammer to support his body, and slowly stood up.
Every movement aggravated his injuries, causing veins to bulge on his forehead and cold sweat to pour down his face. But he gritted his teeth and stood firm. The pride of a Title Douluo would not allow him to fall before his enemy!
"Tang Hao, you know in your heart who is right and who is wrong in what happened tonight."
Cao Kun's tone remained calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority: "Teacher Zhao may have made a mistake in assessing the students, but it was not intentional. As a Title Douluo, your attempt to kill without asking the reason is unbecoming of a strong person. My intervention to stop you and impose a slight punishment is entirely reasonable."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Tang Hao's pale face and trembling body, before continuing, "Considering your fierce protectiveness of your son, and that this is your first offense and you've already been injured, I will not pursue the matter further. Take your son and leave Shrek Academy. This matter ends here. If you cause any further trouble..."
Cao Kun didn't continue, but his eyes turned slightly cold.
An invisible chill, seemingly capable of freezing the soul, quietly spread out. Although it was fleeting, it made Tang Hao's hair stand on end, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
That chill wasn't murderous intent, but rather a higher level of indifferent will that seemed to determine life and death and control the rules!
Tang Hao was shocked! He actually sensed a majesty from this young man similar to that of the High Priestess Poseidon, or even... similar to the gaze of a deity in the dark?! How could this be?!
No! Absolutely impossible! How could a mere boy possess the aura of a god?!
It must be some kind of special martial spirit ability or mental technique!
Tang Hao forcibly suppressed the shock and doubt in his heart, as well as the indescribable fear. Shame and rage once again took over.
Are we just going to let him leave like this, slinking away in disgrace? With serious injuries and a crushing defeat, fleeing like a stray dog? How will Tang Hao ever regain his standing in the world of soul masters again? How will he face his son, Tang San?
"Finished? Heh..." Tang Hao let out a hoarse, cold laugh, his eyes bloodshot even more. "You think you can just end it so easily after hurting me? Kid, you're too naive!"
He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the surrounding air into his lungs!
The violent heaving of his chest aggravated his injuries, making his face even paler, but the madness and determination in his eyes burned to the extreme!
"In my entire life, I, Tang Hao, have never suffered such a humiliating disgrace! Today, even if it means my cultivation regresses and my foundation is damaged, I will make you... pay the price!!!"
The moment the last word was uttered, the soul power around Tang Hao, which had been disordered and weakened due to his serious injuries, suddenly surged wildly like a final burst of energy before death!
No, it's not just a surge! It's burning! Boiling! Exploding!
Beneath his feet, the nine spirit rings that had originally been dim, especially the last one, the blood-red 100,000-year spirit ring, suddenly burst forth with a terrifying light that could blind anyone!
The light was so intense that it instantly illuminated the entire ruins area as if it were daytime!
A destructive, violent aura, seemingly capable of dragging the entire world down with it, exploded out like a volcanic eruption!
"Tang Hao! Are you crazy?! What move are you going to use?!"
Zhao Wuji, who was in the distance, turned pale with shock and cried out in alarm!
Although he didn't know exactly what Tang Hao was going to do, the unusual brilliance of that 100,000-year spirit ring and the insane will emanating from Tang Hao, a will that was willing to perish together with others, instantly reminded him of a term in the spirit master world that only existed in legends and taboos:
Ring explosion!
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