Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

With a flick of his finger, several fine needles coated with deadly poison shot out silently, heading straight for Aoshun and Niu Lanjun's hands and feet.

Tang San thought he had done it without anyone noticing, but in front of Qian San, whose mental strength far surpassed that of his peers, such a small trick could not be hidden at all.

Qian San naturally knew all of Tang San's techniques, and instantly predicted the trajectory of the poison needle.

"You despicable scoundrel!" Qian San shouted coldly.

Without any hesitation, the liquid metal instantly transformed into two streams of light, forming a white metal shield directly in front of Aushun and Niu Lanjun.

With a few soft "clinks," the poison needles were all blocked by the shield and fell to the ground, their tips still gleaming with a ghostly green poisonous light.

Enraged, Qian San flashed forward and charged directly at Tang San, ready to attack.

Just as he was about to get close to Tang San, a figure suddenly blocked his way.

Flander stretched out one hand, blocking Qian San's path, and said with a gloomy face:

"Kid, the fight is over, we've surrendered. Don't push your luck."

Qian San stopped in his tracks, staring coldly at Flander and shouting, "He was just using poison needles to ambush my teammates, didn't you see that?"

As a Soul Saint, Flander had naturally noticed Tang San's subtle actions. However, he was extremely protective of his own and would never allow his student to be taught a lesson by an outsider at this time.

Flander remained unfazed, feigning ignorance: "What are you talking about? I don't know. All I saw was that the match was over, and you were still trying to attack my student."

Hearing these distorted and untrue words, Qian San was so angry that he laughed instead.

Just then, two footsteps came from below the stage.

Franya and Zhao Youji, wearing masks, slowly walked onto the arena. The pressure of an 83rd-level Soul Douluo was released without reservation, instantly locking onto Franya and the others.

Franya looked at the "herself" in this world before her, her eyes filled with disgust, and coldly uttered four words:

"You're asking for it!"

Flander and the rest of the Shrek Academy watched as the two slowly walked onto the arena, and their hearts sank.

A strange, inexplicable feeling arose in the hearts of Flander and Zhao Wuji, as if the two people before them had some kind of close connection with them.

However, this strange feeling was instantly dispelled by fear.

Flander subconsciously sensed the soul power fluctuations emanating from Flander and Zhao Youji.

That's definitely not the aura of a Soul Saint, that's the genuine aura of a Soul Douluo! And there are two of them!

Flander's expression changed drastically. His martial spirit instantly manifested behind him, and he stared at his opponent with a look of grave suspicion, his voice tense:

Who are you?

Franya sneered and stopped in her tracks. "I'm the instructor in charge of the Klein Academy team. The match was clearly over, yet your student still managed to secretly throw poison needles at my student. As the instructor, you just stood by and watched? Are you protecting your student like this?"

Cold sweat instantly streamed down Flander's forehead.

He was inwardly groaning.

He never expected that he would run into such a tough opponent for 300,000 gold soul coins!

The opposing team consists of two Soul Douluos! Keep in mind, even the highest-ranking Heaven Dou Royal Academy in the Heaven Dou Empire only has three Soul Douluos on its official teaching staff. How could this obscure Klein Academy so easily send two Soul Douluos to lead their team?

Faced with overwhelming strength, Flander couldn't muster any backbone. He had no choice but to swallow his pride and apologize.

"Please calm down, senior." Flander quickly withdrew his martial spirit and said with a forced smile.

"This student was truly ignorant and acted impulsively. I will definitely teach him a lesson and punish him severely when I get back. I hope the two seniors will be magnanimous and give him another chance."

With a pained expression, Flander pulled out a Gold Soul Coin card from his pocket and handed it over with both hands: "Senior, this card has 70,000 Gold Soul Coins on it. Consider it a small apology to the student who was frightened earlier. Is that alright?"

Franya looked at the gold soul coin card and couldn't help but smile.

"Do you think I, a Soul Douluo, am short of your 50,000 gold soul coins?" Franya didn't even glance at the card, her gaze gradually turning cold. "As the saying goes, when a student makes a mistake, as a senior, I won't bully a junior. Since you are the teachers, then you teachers will take the punishment in his place."

Franya held up two fingers, her tone leaving no room for negotiation: "He just threw two poisoned needles, wanting the hands and feet of my two students. In return, I want one of your teacher's arms and one leg. Is that too much to ask?"

Upon hearing this, Flander immediately panicked. For a Soul Master, losing an arm or a leg essentially renders them useless!

"Senior, this...this punishment is too harsh, we..."

Before Flander could finish speaking, Franya just stared at him quietly, her eyes as cold as ice.

Standing behind her, Zhao Youji let out a roar. The Mighty Silver Iron Bear Martial Soul had already possessed him, and eight soul rings slowly rose from his feet. The pressure was so great that the students behind him and Yu Xiaogang could hardly breathe.

Just as tensions were rising, Manager Ao of the Great Soul Arena, accompanied by a team of guards, ran onto the arena, covered in sweat.

"Seniors, let's talk this out and not ruin the harmony!" Manager Ao quickly tried to smooth things over, his face beaming with smiles.

"Our Soto Grand Arena has clear rules that prohibit fighting outside the arena. We urge you two seniors to give the Grand Arena some face and resolve this matter."

Franya turned her head and glanced indifferently at Manager Ao: "I haven't started the fight yet. Whether or not a fight breaks out depends on their next choice. You'd better not meddle."

Supervisor Ao swallowed back the words he was about to say after being glanced at by Franya. He was just a supervisor and didn't dare to provoke the two Soul Douluos who were already in a rage, so he could only silently retreat to the side with his guards.

Flanders knew this situation was beyond saving. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said loudly:

"I'm willing to be punished! I'm the headmaster of Shrek Academy, and I trained this person. If you want to kill or torture him, come at me! Take my arm and leg!"

Looking at Flander's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, Franya suddenly laughed.

"You certainly have a strong sense of responsibility. However, this isn't a choice you can make."

Franya completely ignored Flander, and instead raised her hand, pointing to someone who had been hiding in the crowd at the very back of the Shrek team.

"Hey you hiding in the back, get out here."

Yu Xiaogang was anxiously assessing Tang San's injuries when he suddenly heard these words and was stunned.

He instinctively turned his head and glanced behind him. He found only injured students behind him; there was no one else there.

Yu Xiaogang then realized that the other party was referring to him!