Chapter 11 A Battle Against a Hundred Men
"You're all insane! You're all crazy!"
Xiao Wu was so angry at these two reckless fools that she wanted to bite them.
"Is it crazy to confront them head-on at a time like this?"
"You should take a good look at the other side; they have more people, and their disadvantage is too great."
"Xiao Wu."
Ye Liuyun turned to look at her, his smile fading, and his tone revealing an unprecedented seriousness.
"Some battles, even if you're at a disadvantage, you still have to fight."
"Why?" Xiao Wu asked, puzzled.
Wang Sheng wiped the blood from his face, answered the question for Ye Liuyun, and roared with an incredibly bright smile.
"Because I refuse to accept this!"
Ye Liuyun nodded approvingly.
Then he turned around and faced the nearly one hundred senior students.
Ye Liuyun raised his right hand, and a dark golden Blue Silver Grass danced wildly in his palm.
Buzz!
A deep yellow spirit ring appeared.
First Soul Skill: Parasitism!
Talent: Endless vitality!
With a sudden wave of his hand, countless tiny blue silver grass seeds flew out like a rain of arrows.
Before Boss Xiao and his group could react, they were horrified to discover that Blue Silver Grass was gradually growing on their arms, thighs, and even necks.
"Blue Silver Grass? Haha! You think you can trap us with this kind of useless martial soul?"
Several students scoffed and tried to break free by channeling their soul power.
However.
The next second, their smiles froze.
The Blue Silver Grass was not only not broken, but it seemed to have a life of its own, growing wildly in accordance with their soul power fluctuations! The more they struggled, the faster it grew!
Even more frightening is that those blue silver grasses seem to have become a source of infection.
As soon as two people come into physical contact, the Blue Silver Grass will instantly spread to the other person!
In just a few breaths.
The once imposing group of a hundred men collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony, as if infected by some kind of green plague.
"My soul power! My soul power is disappearing!"
"Don't touch me! Get away from me!"
The wails echoed across the playground.
Those ordinary students with low soul power were instantly drained of their strength and collapsed to the ground.
Even a first-ring Soul Master was overwhelmed by the endless, unbreakable vines, and his soul power was rapidly depleting.
In the blink of an eye, only Boss Xiao and a few stronger Soul Masters remained standing.
Because they dared not be careless, they suddenly activated their soul skills at the beginning, instantly breaking free from the Blue Silver Grass and getting away from the crowd.
Otherwise, if they were to get involved a few more times, they wouldn't be able to unleash their soul power repeatedly.
The entire playground fell silent.
Wang Sheng and Xiao Wu were dumbfounded.
Is this... Boss Ye's strength?
One person, one move, sweeping away a hundred people?!
What are you still standing there for?
Ye Liuyun didn't use his soul skill again. Instead, he flexed his wrist and pointed at the few "survivors" who were still struggling to hold on:
"If you're going to fight, you should act like you're going to fight."
"Anyone who dares to bully my people deserves a couple of punches from my own hands to vent my anger."
After saying that, he took the lead and rushed forward, punching Boss Xiao in the face!
Bang!
"This punch was delivered on behalf of Wang Sheng!"
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up, her earlier frustration vanished, and she shouted excitedly.
"Me too! I'll show you how amazing Sister Xiaowu is!"
"Charge!"
Ignoring his own injuries, Wang Sheng led the work-study students who had been pretending to be dead, their eyes red, as they roared and charged forward.
At this moment, the roles of offense and defense shifted.
Even the few Soul Masters who were still able to move were terrified when faced with this group of reckless "mad dogs".
The melee did not last long.
When the sun has completely set.
On the playground, only the work-study students from Dormitory 7 remained standing.
Although they were all wounded and their clothes were tattered, each of them radiated an unprecedented fervor and pride.
They won.
They regained their trampled dignity.
Ye Liuyun stood in the center of the crowd, looking at these young but passionate children.
He thought to himself with a self-deprecating smile, "I must have lost my mind to play along with these kids."
As night fell, Dormitory 7 was bustling with activity.
Tang San woke up from his coma, his head still feeling a little throbbing.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Wang Sheng and the others describing the day's battle with great enthusiasm.
"When Boss Ye waved his hand, all those upperclassmen collapsed like dumplings being dropped into a pot! That scene, wow, that was really satisfying!"
"Exactly! Especially that last punch, it knocked out Boss Xiao's front teeth!"
"Our Dormitory 7 has finally turned things around!"
Tang San frowned slightly as he listened to these comments.
Ye Liuyun single-handedly took down a whole group?
How is that possible?
He had personally experienced the helplessness of being surrounded and beaten, and that one's soul power would be exhausted in an instant.
Even if Ye Liuyun's first soul skill is strong, it is still Blue Silver Grass. How could he possibly have such a huge amount of soul power to support a hundred-person team battle?
"That's an exaggeration."
Tang San sat up, rubbing his still throbbing lip, his tone tinged with doubt:
"Even a second-ring Great Soul Master couldn't take on a hundred people by himself. Ye Liuyun, you didn't use some kind of special item, did you?"
If he were allowed to use concealed weapons, he could easily deal with that group of people.
However, that might result in someone's death, and the situation would definitely be difficult to resolve.
Ye Liuyun was sitting by the window. Hearing this, he didn't even look up and just smiled.
"They're talking nonsense. Everyone attacked together. They're just bragging."
"Wang Sheng was really brave back then, and very handsome."
Wang Sheng was taken aback, scratched his head, and chuckled.
"Of course, would I back down from them?"
"Those punches I threw after that were really satisfying."
The other students who were awake and participating in the work-study program also had proud smiles on their faces.
This battle will likely become a legendary tale of triumph for work-study students at Notting Academy.
It's certainly a great feeling to have people remember that you participated.
"At that time, I charged after Wang Sheng, and my spinning kick was invincible."
"The two of us worked together and we managed to take down that one-ring Soul Master."
...
Everyone started boasting.
After hearing this, Tang San felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.
Just as I expected.
They're both one-ring Soul Masters, how could the difference be so great?
If someone acts as a meat shield to absorb the firepower, and with the cooperation of a strong attacker like Xiao Wu, I could win too, or even win more spectacularly.
After all, I haven't used my hidden weapon yet.
Thinking of this, Tang San's sense of defeat dissipated considerably, replaced by a kind of adult "forgiveness".
Well, victory and defeat are common occurrences in war.
Why should I, a reincarnated person with the soul of an adult, argue with a bunch of little brats?
It makes me seem petty.
However... those who beat me today may escape the death penalty, but they will not escape punishment.
A sinister glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.
We'll prepare some medicine powder to make them vomit and have diarrhea for three days, to teach them a lesson.
This can be considered the first step in establishing the Tang Clan's authority.
[end of the chapter]