Sorry Guys made a mistake this chapter should be the 27 chapter while the Chapter "White tiger martial spirit" should come before this one sorry for the confusion.
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Han Yu spoke lightly, and in an instant, his scarlet Sharingan appeared. Two soul rings—one yellow and one purple—rose from beneath his feet. Calmly, he unsheathed the katana from his back, its cold gleam reflecting the light.
Swoosh!
With a roar, Dai Huabin charged forward, his tiger claws swinging furiously.
Zizizizi!
The sound of birds chirping seemed to fill the air as lightning crackled around Han Yu's katana, adding a lethal sharpness to the blade. He raised the tip of the sword, aiming directly at Dai Huabin.
Chidori Blade!
As Han Yu poured a large amount of soul power into the katana, the blade suddenly extended, meeting Dai Huabin mid-charge.
Puff!
The sound of flesh tearing echoed as Dai Huabin's body was pierced. Stunned, he hadn't expected the katana to extend, leaving him impaled on the spot.
"What is that? A soul guide?" one freshman exclaimed, eyes wide in shock as he saw the elongated katana.
"It looks like it. My elders mentioned something like this—it should be a melee-type soul guide," another student, wearing glasses, said confidently, adjusting the frames as if he had figured it all out.
"Brother, is that true? Are soul guides really that powerful?" the first student asked, still in disbelief.
"Of course it's true. Would I lie?" the glasses-wearing student replied seriously. "But in Shrek Academy, the truly powerful students don't rely on external objects like soul guides."
Swish!
Han Yu calmly withdrew the sword, and a stream of blood flowed down the blade, glistening in the air.
"Ahh!" Dai Huabin screamed in agony as the pain set in.Han Yu spoke lightly, and in an instant, his scarlet Sharingan appeared. Two soul rings—one yellow and one purple—rose from beneath his feet. Calmly, he unsheathed the katana from his back, its cold gleam reflecting the light.
Swoosh!
With a roar, Dai Huabin charged forward, his tiger claws swinging furiously.
Zizizizi!
The sound of birds chirping seemed to fill the air as lightning crackled around Han Yu's katana, adding a lethal sharpness to the blade. He raised the tip of the sword, aiming directly at Dai Huabin.
Chidori Blade!
As Han Yu poured a large amount of soul power into the katana, the blade suddenly extended, meeting Dai Huabin mid-charge.
Puff!
The sound of flesh tearing echoed as Dai Huabin's body was pierced. Stunned, he hadn't expected the katana to extend, leaving him impaled on the spot.
"What is that? A soul guide?" one freshman exclaimed, eyes wide in shock as he saw the elongated katana.
"It looks like it. My elders mentioned something like this—it should be a melee-type soul guide," another student, wearing glasses, said confidently, adjusting the frames as if he had figured it all out.
"Brother, is that true? Are soul guides really that powerful?" the first student asked, still in disbelief.
"Of course it's true. Would I lie?" the glasses-wearing student replied seriously. "But in Shrek Academy, the truly powerful students don't rely on external objects like soul guides."
Swish!
Han Yu calmly withdrew the sword, and a stream of blood flowed down the blade, glistening in the air.
"Ahh!" Dai Huabin screamed in agony as the pain set in.
"Hua Bin! Are you okay?" Zhu Lu, who had been watching from the sidelines, hurried over to support Dai Huabin, her eyes filled with hatred as she glared at Han Yu.
Dai Huabin coughed, trying to maintain his composure. "I fell into his trap. Move aside. I'm going to deal with him. I was careless before," he growled, tearing a piece of cloth to bandage his wound.
Turning his fierce gaze to Han Yu, Dai Huabin snarled, "You've succeeded in making me angry. Now, I want you dead."
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" he roared, as his third soul ring glowed brightly. His muscles bulged, and the stripes on his body became more pronounced.
"Boring. Just another thick-skinned brute," Han Yu mocked, his body flickering as he suddenly appeared right in front of Dai Huabin. His scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly, and Dai Huabin, caught off guard, instinctively locked eyes with him.
Swish!
Illusion—Sharingan!
Han Yu whispered softly, and in an instant, a haze of confusion flashed across Dai Huabin's eyes. The world around him shifted.
Suddenly, Dai Huabin found himself standing in the hall of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion. Several figures stood before him, and his father, Duke Dai Hao, gazed at him coldly.
"Huabin," Dai Hao said with indifference, "you've failed. Your elder brother will inherit the title from now on. You are to handle the family affairs instead."
Dai Huabin's heart raced in panic. "No, father! Give me another chance! I can defeat my brother, I swear! Please!"
A sinister laugh echoed in the background. "Hehehe, my foolish brother… You've brought too many enemies to our family you have failed…"
Dai Yuheng looked at Dai Huabin with a grim smile, dripping with sarcasm. "Come on, take him away. Dai Huabin has provoked someone far stronger than himself and created a disaster. He's already dead. First, abolish his cultivation, and then send him to the border to live out the rest of his days."
Dai Hao said this coldly, showing no sign of affection for his son. Soon, two soul masters who resembled servants approached with cruel smiles plastered on their faces.
"Second Young Master, don't blame us. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being arrogant and provoking the strong. We'll try to be gentle," one of the servants sneered, poking him roughly.
"Ah! No, I was wrong! Father, I was wrong!" Dai Huabin's scream echoed through the hall.
The scene shifted abruptly!
Dai Huabin snapped back to reality, drenched in sweat and pale, his voice trembling as he shouted, "No, I was wrong! I'm sorry! Please!"
"Huabin? Huabin, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Lu's concerned voice cut through his panic, and Dai Huabin slowly began to regain his composure.
"I'm fine? My cultivation is still there?" He repeated, his eyes wide and vacant as he clung tightly to Zhu Lu's arm.
"Is he… is he stupid?" a nearby student with glasses whispered, fear evident in his voice as he looked at the expressionless Han Yu.
"Don't look! Didn't you see how Dai Huabin was just glared at by that murderer? Now look at him!" another student cautioned, anxiety creeping into his tone. "His mind is definitely not right. That guy is not someone we should mess with."
The surrounding students exchanged worried glances, realizing that Han Yu's power was far beyond what they had initially perceived.
The look Dai Huabin shot at Han Yu was one of sheer terror, as if he were gazing at a monster.
"What did you do to him? How did Huabin end up like this?" Zhu Lu asked, fear evident in her voice as she trembled slightly while facing Han Yu.
"I didn't do anything," Han Yu replied calmly. "I just made him confront what he fears most. This was a lesson—an indication that he shouldn't be so arrogant next time. Otherwise, the outcome could be far worse."
He continued, "After he recovers, he'll compensate me with two thousand gold soul coins, and that will settle the matter. Otherwise… heh!"
With that, Han Yu turned and left the cafeteria, his appetite completely vanishing after such a confrontation.
"Who is arrogant now!" someone shouted.
"Wow! He'll be my big brother from now on!" another exclaimed.
"Who has the info on this freshman? I want to pay my respects!"
The watching freshmen erupted in excitement, furious at Dai Huabin's previous arrogance. The sheer audacity of him calling others arrogant while being so easily suppressed only fueled their anger.
This juicy gossip spread like wildfire through the outer courtyard, each retelling growing more outrageous than the last.
"Hey! Don't tell anyone I said this, but I heard a freshman in the cafeteria glared at Dai Huabin, and he just collapsed!" one student whispered.
"Did you hear? Something weird happened in the cafeteria—a monster with red eyes glared at Dai Huabin, and he became utterly helpless!" another chimed in.
"You've got to be kidding! I heard the red-eyed monster glared at Dai Huabin and he acted like he was pregnant, shouting 'No, no!'"
"What you said is wrong! I heard—"
"Illusions are pretty useful. Facing the fear in your heart can change everything. I wonder what would happen if Huo Yuhao tried that?"
As Han Yu walked back to the dormitory, he reflected on Dai Huabin's reaction. Arriving at the dorm, he noticed the newly replaced door and the tidy interior, which prompted a satisfied nod.
Tai Long stood to the side, his face pale and trembling. He straightened up, forcing a flattering smile. "Boss, are you satisfied?"
"Not bad! The work is decent," Han Yu replied. "You can go now; I want to practice."
Tai Long let out a relieved sigh. He had never taken anything so seriously in his life, and he was grateful to have passed Han Yu's test. With a deep bow, he hurried out of the dormitory, almost running as if a ferocious beast were chasing him.
Han Yu touched his nose and pulled out a mirror, studying his reflection. "Am I really that scary? My face isn't ferocious at all. Why are they so afraid of me? I don't eat people! I guess ordinary folks can't handle the illusion of the Sharingan," he mused. "After all, it is the Sharingan—said to be essential for escaping in one-on-one fights."
With a sigh, he locked the door, realizing Tai Long wouldn't be back for a while.
Suddenly, a puff of smoke erupted, and two shadow clones identical to Han Yu appeared in the dormitory.
"Clone One, you study the Purple Demon Eye. Clone Two, you focus on Chidori. I'll practice soul power!" he commanded.
"Understood, original body!" the clones responded in unison.
The two clones found their spots and settled down to study. Meanwhile, Han Yu sat cross-legged, entering a meditative state. He knew that soul power cultivation had to be done personally, as shadow clones couldn't cultivate.
Time passed slowly, and Han Yu lost track of how long he had been meditating.
Suddenly, a low roar broke through his concentration, waking him from his trance. "Do you accept it?"
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