Ying Yanyang looked at the four young children in front of him with a smile, then turned and walked out.
Even as Wang Zhong's anxious calls came from behind, he only waved his hand with his back to them, as if bidding a final farewell.
Yueshan, Xia Xuan, and Shuang Yuelian immediately dismissed their students and followed Ying Yanyang's footsteps. No words were spoken between them, but the atmosphere was not very good.
They walked all the way to the dean's office building and to Ying Yanyang's office. After all four of them entered, Shuang Yuelian locked the door and simultaneously unleashed her martial soul.
It was a pure white, clean lotus, as if transparent, with no impurities, spotlessly white, clear and flawless.
Pure white soul power, at the moment the martial soul appeared, covered the entire room. After completing all this, Shuang Yuelian nodded solemnly at Yueshan.
"Yanyang, why did you do that! Just Wang Zhong alone, his growth rate is enough to make any teacher overwhelmed, and you've also brought in three exceptionally talented little fellows!"
"If it were only like this, it would be fine. With your wisdom and ability, you should be able to grasp the degree. But that one sentence, how could you have said it to them."
Yueshan's tone was extremely serious, even bordering on a roar.
As long as the positions were different, no matter who the opponent was, they had to go all out to win!
The meaning of this sentence was the most ruthless, bloodthirsty, and cruel declaration of evil.
As long as the positions were different, no matter if the opponent was a comrade, friend, sibling, lover, teacher, or even the closest relative, one still had to go all out, at all costs, solely for one's own victory.
Even if it meant killing the other party in the process, there would be no hesitation.
Everything, just for one's own victory!
"Why can't I say it to them."
Ying Yanyang seemed indifferent to Yueshan's words.
He walked to the table where he had spoken with Wang Zhong, sat down, picked up the teapot, surged his soul power, and reheated the already cold tea. Then he took out four cups, poured them full of hot tea, and gestured slightly to them.
After the three of them were seated, he slowly began to speak.
"The world of soul masters is inherently brutal and cold-blooded. I don't think there's anything wrong with letting them understand it in advance."
"But what you said was too much."
Xia Xuan picked up the teacup and took a small sip. The bitterness filled his mouth, making his face contort. He preferred wine to tea.
"You can't impose your own standards on these children."
Putting down the teacup, which had a little less tea, Xia Xuan scanned the entire study.
"When fire meets wine, great trouble will arise, so there is no wine in my study."
Ying Yanyang, seeing Xia Xuan's behavior, knew what he was looking for and reminded him.
Disappointed, Xia Xuan withdrew his gaze and leaned back on the sofa.
The study didn't even have wine. This person had no sense of fun or hobbies.
"Yes, Yanyang, Xia Xuan is right. Our past experiences were destined to be filled with blood and slaughter, but that has all passed."
"Those children will never experience what we have. The Holy Spirit Sect has been hidden on the continent for decades and will not be able to cause trouble again. Giving those words to the children is too cruel for them."
Shuang Yuelian held her teacup with both hands, her tone also laced with blame.
Those words were clearly a way of dealing with evil soul masters, because anyone could become an evil soul master in the next moment, and only by winning could you survive in the hands of an evil soul master. But in this peaceful era, other than showing off one's ferocity, it was no different from nonsense.
Now, Ying Yanyang had said it in public and confidently told his students to give their all to fight him, which was a prime example of shooting himself in the foot.
If both sides became truly enraged and the situation became irreversible, then Ying Yanyang might, one day, be regarded as an enemy by Wang Zhong and the other three, leading to a life-and-death confrontation.
"Cruel! No, no, no. The peaceful environment that appears in your eyes is actually full of undercurrents to me."
"Whether it is our Pontiff or those rats of the Holy Spirit Sect, they are all restless people."
"If my guess is correct, within about ten years, either the Spirit Hall or the Holy Spirit Sect will initiate a war that will sweep across the continent."
"I am simply teaching my students to be cold-blooded and to strive forward."
Ying Yanyang poured Shuang Yuelian a cup of tea, his tone as flat as if he were fulfilling a teacher's duty.
"But Yanyang, you might die!"
"It's not easy to be a whetstone!"
"With Wang Zhong's talent and astonishing growth rate, you could hold back and show mercy in the early stages, but what about the later stages! Are you sure you can perfectly control him during the battle?"
Listening to their extremely worried words, Ying Yanyang wore a very strange, or rather sinister, smile.
"Do you think I and those few children like Wang Zhong will reach the point of life and death confrontation?"
Seeing the strange smile on Ying Yanyang's face, Yueshan, Shuang Yuelian, and Xia Xuan exchanged glances. This smile was too familiar to them.
When they fought side-by-side in the past, if Ying Yanyang smiled like this, it meant someone had fallen into his trap and he had calculated the entire development of certain events.
"Yanyang, please don't smile like that! Every time I see that smile, I get a chill down my spine."
Xia Xuan scratched his head, his face filled with fear.
Ying Yanyang's calculations were intricate. Once you entered, if you couldn't follow his plan to the end, you wouldn't be able to get out.
With this kind of wisdom, their team had played death after death against evil soul masters and enemies who were much stronger than them.
The Holy Spirit Sect, including its leader, had ten Titled Douluo, and four of them had died at their hands.
Among them, the eighth elder, titled "Water Ghost," was killed by Xia Xuan on the sea.
The other three were all calculated to death by Ying Yanyang.
Titled Douluo "Bone Demon," who cultivated by eating bone marrow and particularly favored infant soft bones, died in the Star Dou Great Forest under the joint attack of Titan Giant Apes and Azure Niu Mang.
Titled Douluo "Blood Demon," who required human essence blood or soul beast bone blood for cultivation, had caused countless extreme bloody and cruel massacres on the continent. However, he died at the hands of Qianmian, another Titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Sect, becoming a collectible among the thousand-faced human skins of the opponent.
If the above two could be considered the result of their own undoing, then the death of the fourth strongest person in the Holy Spirit Sect, known as the strongest after the leader and the two protectors, who was titled "Titan" and also possessed the mutated Titan Giant Ape martial soul, was the solid achievement of Ying Yanyang, Yueshan, Shuang Yuelian, Xia Xuan, and Bibi Dong.
At that time, when their overall level did not exceed fifty, they, relying on their wisdom, perseverance, and unyielding spirit, had managed to counter-kill the opponent after nearly a year of pursuit!
Such astonishing achievements had at that time attracted the attention of the Great Consecrator Qian Daoliu.