Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

His voice grew weaker and weaker, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

Just then.

Two figures descended from the sky.

Flander and Zhao Wuji landed in the open space in front of the dormitory.

They were drawn there by the screams.

Flander's face was very pale at that moment.

Zhao Wuji frowned.

When Dai Mubai saw them, it was as if he had grasped at the last straw.

"Dean Flander!"

"Teacher Zhao Wuji!"

"Help me! Please help me, please help me!"

Chapter 53 Slapping Tang San hard across the face

"Yang Jian," Flander's voice turned serious, "What exactly happened? You've only just joined the academy and you're already bullying your classmates?"

Yang Jian did not answer.

He bent down, grabbed Dai Mubai's left hand, and twisted it hard.

"Crack!"

"what--!"

Dai Mubai's screams were even more shrill than before, his entire arm twisted at an eerie angle, causing him to convulse in pain.

He braced himself against the ground with his only remaining right hand, desperately trying to shrink back, his eyes filled with fear.

"Dean Flander! Teacher Zhao Wuji!" Dai Mubai shouted again, "What are you waiting for? Are you going to watch me get killed?"

Flander's face darkened completely.

Zhao Wuji also clenched his fists.

"stop!"

The two moved at the same time.

Flanders charged in from the front, while Zhao Wuji flanked him from the side.

The two Soul Saints worked together seamlessly, one on the left and one on the right, sealing off all of Yang Jian's escape routes.

Yang Jian sneered.

He grabbed Dai Mubai's only remaining right hand, lifted him up like a chick, and then flung him toward Zhao Wuji.

Dai Mubai drew an arc in the air, heading straight for Zhao Wuji's face.

Zhao Wuji quickly reached out his hands to catch it.

His martial soul is the Mighty Vajra Bear, a power-type Soul Saint, catching a person should have been an easy task.

But the moment Dai Mubai crashed into his arms, his expression changed.

A tremendous impact came from Dai Mubai!

Zhao Wuji's momentum was abruptly halted, and he even staggered back several steps before barely managing to regain his footing.

He looked down at Dai Mubai in his arms, then looked up at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with shock.

How could someone who is a power-type Soul Saint almost fail to catch someone thrown by a teenager?

Just how strong is this kid?

Just as Zhao Wuji was forced back, Flander had already rushed in front of Yang Jian.

He didn't kill him; he just wanted to subdue Yang Jian first and find out the reason.

He formed his hands into claws and reached for Yang Jian's shoulders.

however……

Yang Jian made the first move.

He slowly threw a punch, not fast, but with an inescapable sense of oppression.

Flander's pupils constricted, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"boom!"

The fist slammed into Flander's arm with a dull thud.

Flander fell backward, stumbling several steps before crashing into Zhao Wuji and coming to a stop.

He clutched his chest, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He looked down at the clear fist mark on his arm, dumbfounded.

His own Soul Saint-level physical strength.

He was actually defeated by a boy who hadn't even obtained his fifth spirit ring yet?

And he even vomited blood?

How can this be?

"This……"

Zhao Wuji was also dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the blood trickling from Flander's mouth.

Tang San and the others were extremely shocked.

Tang San's hands clenched unconsciously, his heart churning with turmoil.

How can a level 50 character defeat a Soul Saint?

This cannot be explained by rank at all.

Is this guy hiding his true strength?

Xiao Wu's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg, her eyes filled with disbelief.

She subconsciously moved closer to Tang San, her unease intensifying.

This man named Yang Jian is too dangerous.

Ning Rongrong's eyes shone with an astonishing light, as if she were looking at a rare treasure, feeling that a man like Yang Jian was barely qualified to pursue her.

Oscar's legs were trembling, and his face was deathly pale.

He just stood up for Dai Mubai, what if Yang Jian holds a grudge...?

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze was fixed on Yang Jian, her heart was pounding so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest, and she couldn't help but swallow hard.

Defeating a Soul Saint at level 50? That's not genius, that's monster!

"Ugh."

Yang Jian glanced casually at everyone's expressions, sighed softly, and shook his head regretfully.

"Actually, I really thought I might have a pleasant time at Shrek Academy. But I didn't expect that you guys are all a bit mentally ill."

He looked at Flander and Zhao Wuji, his gaze calm.

"I don't want to explain anything, and you're not worthy of my explanation."

Flander's face turned pale and then red.

But he didn't say anything.

"I spared your lives just now purely because you hadn't committed any serious crimes yet," Yang Jian's voice continued. "I'm a reasonable person, and I would never harm the innocent."

"So I will give you a chance."

"I hope that in the future, you won't stand against me."

Flander and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance.

They fell silent.

Then, Yang Jian slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Dai Mubai on the ground.

"Actually, I was planning to kill you, but after thinking about it carefully, turning you into a helpless cripple now should make you feel even more desperate."

Dai Mubai's chest heaved violently.

I don't know if it's because of the pain or the fear.

Yang Jian's lips curled up slightly. "I know you must hate me to the core, which is perfectly normal. I'll give you a chance to take revenge. You can go back to the Star Luo Empire and find some people to deal with me. I'd be happy to oblige."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Dai Mubai, glanced at Tang San and Xiao Wu, and sneered.

Finally, his gaze fell on Zhu Zhuqing.

"I'm leaving now." His voice was very calm. "What's your decision? Remember, you only have this one chance. It won't come again."

All eyes turned to Zhu Zhuqing, their faces full of confusion.

Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate at all.

"I do," her voice was clear and firm, "to be yours!"

She didn't need to consider this decision at all.

The strength Yang Jian had just displayed had completely won her over.

If someone can defeat two Soul Saints at level 50, and if I follow him, I might become just as strong in the future, so what's there to hesitate about?

There's nothing good about staying at Shrek Academy.

I get annoyed just looking at Dai Mubai's face every day, so I might as well take a gamble.

Zhu Zhuqing stepped out from the crowd, walked through the silent masses, and stood next to Yang Jian.

Tang San and the others were dumbfounded.