Profound Heaven Soul Sovereign

He just hadn’t expected that before he could even get annoyed by their arrival, these late-coming Martial Artists would already be whining incessantly. They were treating the courtyard Ye Xuan and his friends were staying in as their own dorm and issuing commands like they owned the place.

This left Ye Xuan dumbfounded. ’The world is vast, truly filled with all sorts of idiots and arrogant fools.’

"What are you two still standing here in a daze for? Are you deaf, or are you blind? Get moving and pack your things!"

"Senior Brother Cheng is being merciful and won’t hold your earlier aggression against you. Aren’t you going to kneel and thank him for his benevolence?"

"Hurry up and move your stuff out. We’re taking these two rooms."

The youths sneered one after another, thoroughly impressed by Senior Brother Cheng’s decision.

’Heh heh, who knew there were two beauties living in this courtyard? Being this close gives us the advantage. Once we kick those two brats out, this whole courtyard will be our domain. We can do whatever we want, right?’

At the thought of the life with beautiful women that awaited them, lewd and suggestive smirks appeared on the youths’ faces.

"A bunch of idiots," Chen Xing sneered, his eyes looking at them as if they were a pack of morons.

"What? What did you just say?"

The youths couldn’t believe their ears.

The richly-dressed youth’s gaze hardened. A cold smirk played on his lips as he spoke calmly, "Judging by your clothes and accents, you’re not from the Royal City, are you? For a bunch of country bumpkins like you to get into the Profound Spirit Academy, you must have been treated like prodigies back in your village. That’s probably why you’re so arrogant."

"But did your teachers at your old academy not teach you how to behave here at the Profound Spirit Academy? Did they not teach you to tuck your tails between your legs when you’re facing disciples from the Royal City?"

"It looks like you’ve brought that superior attitude and hot temper from being big shots in your little towns here to the Profound Spirit Academy, haven’t you?"

The richly-dressed youth sneered, his mouth set in a cold line. He stared at Ye Xuan with a look of utter disdain.

"Now, let me teach you how to act now that you’re in the Royal City and have entered the Profound Spirit Academy. Students from small towns are just students from small towns. No matter how noble you were before, no matter how much of a big shot you were in the countryside, here, you are nothing. Everyone at the Profound Spirit Academy is a genius. You were just lucky to get in. Here, you’re destined to be stepped on. The only way to survive is to tuck your tail between your legs and behave. Otherwise, you’ll find out just how cruel reality can be. What’s more, by running wild in the Profound Spirit Academy, you’ll bring disaster upon your parents and your family. Understand?"

"I am a benevolent person, so I’ll give you one last chance. Pack your things and leave this place immediately. Otherwise, I’ll have to teach you a lesson on how to behave."

The richly-dressed youth finished his unhurried speech and looked at Ye Xuan and Chen Xing with indifference.

"Ptooey! What rotten luck. Today it’s either idiots or pretentious douchebags. Aren’t there any normal people at the Profound Spirit Academy?"

Chen Xing spat directly on the ground.

The richly-dressed youth’s expression changed instantly.

"Senior Brother Cheng, enough talking to them! A piece of trash like that won’t learn their place until you beat it into them!"

"Exactly! Just kick them out. If they won’t go, we’ll beat them out."

"They’re just a bunch of freshmen from the countryside. Here in the Royal City, we can mess with them however we please."

The four youths furiously surrounded them, each one erupting with Profound Qi.

"What do you think you’re doing?" Leng Yingying demanded.

"This has nothing to do with you, beautiful. Step aside. Don’t worry, you two ladies can stay here. I promise, with us around, no one in the entire Royal City will dare to bully you."

"Haha, Brother Lang is right! How can those two little brats compare to us? With us here, we guarantee you’ll be perfectly safe."

"Heh heh, so, ladies... what do you think of us?"

Lewd smiles spread across the youths’ faces as their eyes roamed up and down Leng Yingying and Feng Rouyi’s bodies.

"My ass is what I think!"

’Chen Xing flew into a rage. ’Damn it all! How dare they hit on Young Master Xuan’s women? Are they trying to get themselves killed?’’

With a leap, Chen Xing shot into the crowd. He threw a punch straight for the heart of the group, aiming directly for the pointy-faced, monkey-cheeked youth he had knocked down earlier.

Seeing this, the monkey-faced youth’s heart went cold. Still traumatized by their last encounter, he didn’t dare to take the punch head-on and shrank back.

"You’ve got guts, kid! You really think we’re just a bunch of pushovers?" The others all charged forward.

"A few little brats, trying to act tough in front of me, Third Young Master Chen."

Facing the three attackers, Chen Xing didn’t retreat. Instead, he charged forward, a ferocious look on his face as he dove into the fray.

BAM! BAM!

As he dodged and weaved, despite his best efforts, Chen Xing was struck in the back. A dull thud echoed out, but he acted as if he didn’t feel it, landing his own clenched fist squarely on one of his attacker’s faces.

POW!

The man howled in pain, his face instantly blossoming with blood. He hastily clutched his nose and staggered back.

Chen Xing understood the core principle of a group fight: focus on one target. He relentlessly attacked a single person, but being surrounded, he also took several punches, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace as he gritted his teeth.

"Ye Xuan, Chen Xing is getting beaten up! Why aren’t you doing anything?" Leng Yingying asked anxiously.

Ye Xuan’s gaze remained calm. He watched Chen Xing and said slowly, "This is a good training opportunity for him."

’For a Martial Artist, being surrounded and attacked is perfectly normal. Only by experiencing countless bloody battles, big and small, can one learn how to achieve victory and become a true expert.’

’Ye Xuan could teach Chen Xing powerful Cultivation Techniques and astonishing martial skills, but those were just external aids. If a Martial Artist truly wanted to go far and become strong, they had to experience these things for themselves to gain true understanding.’

’In fact, Ye Xuan was quite satisfied with Chen Xing’s performance. He was ruthless, had a good eye for openings, and had managed to last this long while being surrounded by four First Layer Warriors. That was already an impressive feat.’

’Of course, Ye Xuan also saw plenty he wasn’t satisfied with. Chen Xing was failing on some of the finer details. He hadn’t managed to completely control the rhythm of the battle, and as a result, he was getting hit frequently.’

’Everyone who made it into the Profound Spirit Academy was a First Layer Warrior, and their punches packed immense power. Even with Chen Xing’s unusually strong Cultivation Technique, a few solid hits would cause internal injuries. He was fighting fiercely now, but only because he was running on adrenaline. Once that ran out, he would immediately be at a disadvantage and unable to continue.’

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Chen Xing’s attacks were ferocious, every punch landing solidly. For a moment, he was a fearsome sight, forcing the four others to dodge repeatedly and roar in frustration.

"A bunch of useless trash! You can’t even handle one country bumpkin? What a disgrace!"

Seeing this, the richly-dressed youth’s face grew darker and darker. Finally, he could no longer hold back. With a furious roar, he attacked.

BOOM!

The moment he moved, a completely different aura erupted from him. A phantom image of a Gloom Wolf appeared above his head, its eyes cold and sinister as a viper’s, and it pounced ferociously at Chen Xing.

"Oh no!" Leng Yingying cried out softly. She looked toward Ye Xuan, only to find him standing perfectly still, his face devoid of expression.

’This guy... such a ’young master’.’

Leng Yingying was speechless. Their friend was in danger, yet Ye Xuan didn’t move a muscle. It was infuriating.

A torrent of energy swirled through the courtyard, transforming into a terrifying blast that surged toward Chen Xing.

The other youths suddenly began to shout in excitement.

"Yes! Senior Brother Cheng is finally making his move!"

"Senior Brother Cheng’s cultivation is at the Second Layer of the Spirit Martial Realm! If the Profound Spirit Academy didn’t only enroll at the start of the year, he would have joined in the middle of last year!"

"Heh heh, now that Senior Brother Cheng has made his move, this kid will be on his knees calling him Daddy."

Chen Xing was already nursing some internal injuries. Under the pressure of Senior Brother Cheng’s aura, his momentum faltered. But he gritted his teeth and braced for the impact.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Senior Brother Cheng sneered, his face a mask of arrogance.

"Stop! A whole group of you against one person? Have you no shame?"

At the critical moment, Leng Yingying could finally take it no longer. With a sharp cry, she lunged forward.

BOOM!

An azure light flared above her head as she unleashed her Ice Martial Soul. The temperature in the entire courtyard seemed to drop several degrees in an instant as she threw a kick at the richly-dressed youth.

The richly-dressed youth hadn’t paid Leng Yingying any mind before. He had even planned to injure Chen Xing and then casually knock her back to show off his strength.

But as Leng Yingying’s right leg shot out, the richly-dressed youth suddenly felt as if an iceberg was crashing down on him. In that instant, he found it hard to breathe. The circulation of Profound Qi in his body was restricted, as if it had frozen solid.

The richly-dressed youth was beyond shocked. At this critical juncture, he hastily abandoned his attack on Chen Xing and threw his palms up to block.

BANG! Under everyone’s stunned gazes, the richly-dressed youth’s face flushed red as he stumbled back a dozen steps. A tightness constricted his chest, and his breathing grew ragged.

This scene left the other four youths completely dumbfounded.

Senior Brother Cheng’s flushed face didn’t return to normal for a long time. The look in his eyes was exceptionally ugly.

He never would have imagined that this ice-cold beauty would be so terrifyingly strong. Forget everything else; the aura she had just released was definitely that of a Second Layer of Warrior, no weaker than his own.

"Senior Brother Cheng, just because she’s a beauty doesn’t mean you have to go so easy on her."

"Yeah, Senior Brother Cheng! Show them what you’re really made of!"

The youths still thought Senior Brother Cheng had been merciful, deliberately going easy on a beautiful woman.

Senior Brother Cheng’s face was ashen. His cold gaze fell on Leng Yingying. "I didn’t expect to find an expert here," he said. His eyes then shifted to Chen Xing and Ye Xuan. "But for two men to be protected by a woman... don’t you feel ashamed? If you’re men, have the guts to stand up and fight me one-on-one."