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"Shut up!"
A sudden voice, seemingly casual yet piercing to the ears, came from the crowd across the way.
Boom!
A massive wave of energy surged from the crowd, catching everyone off guard.
Fatty and Panda, who were already struggling, were pushed back several steps by the force. Fatty, whose strength was not impressive, nearly stumbled over.
"Damn it, who ambushed you, Cat Lord!"
Just as Panda steadied himself, his unruly mouth started again.
This time, Panda had it worse. A sound of slicing air was heard from across, as a stone wrapped in energy shot straight for Panda's forehead. With a thud, he was knocked back two steps, a large bump immediately forming on his head.
"Watch your tongue, lowly creature!"
The crowd slowly parted to reveal a person with light blue skin stepping forward. He bore a resemblance to Yuming and was clearly a member of the Fishman Civilization.
With an air of nobility akin to Yuming, he seemed to drain the color from those around him, standing out like the only color in a black-and-white painting.
Seeing this scene reignite Lin Xin's anger, he stepped forward, but Lü Liang quickly grabbed him and whispered urgently.
"Bro, don't be impulsive. This guy is the Student Council President of our First Academy, Yulin. He's known as the tyrant of First Academy and has roamed here for years without anyone daring to provoke him."
"Yulin? Does he have any relation to Yuming?"
Looking at Yulin, who bore some resemblance to Yuming, Lin whispered a question.
"You guessed right; he is indeed related to Yuming, and their relationship is quite significant. He is Yuming's brother... However, I've heard that he and Yuming are not on good terms, and there are power struggles within the family, so it's best not to mention this connection."
This piece of information was of great significance to Lin. He furrowed his brows as countless thoughts flashed through his mind, suddenly recalling his collaboration with Yuming.
Could this be the source of Yuming's troubles? Family power struggles; it seemed that young heirs spent much of their lives fighting for this.
These thoughts were fleeting. The current situation did not allow Lin to ponder too much; he simply nodded and said, "I understand."
Twisting his wrist, Lin Da stepped forward, positioning himself protectively behind Fatty and Panda.
The anger in his eyes was masked by reason, leaving only a cold glare as he spoke, "Are you the one standing up for them?"
"Are you the one who hurt them?"
Across from him, Yulin frowned slightly. He sensed that Lin was different from others; the aura around him was unmistakable and unlike that of an ordinary student.
"It was me. I heard you are the president of the student council at First Academy; I assume you wouldn't resort to violence to solve problems?"
To be honest, Lin did not want to oppose First Academy so soon; that would be extremely unwise. Moreover, Yulin was about to graduate, which made him even more reckless in his actions.
"That won't be necessary. You can accept punishment from my academy; I believe you are a smart person."
Smart people never wasted words in communication. Yulin did not display the arrogance he had at the beginning when dealing with Lin.
"Even if that's the case, I belong to Fourth Academy, and you at First Academy have no authority over me. I think it's better to wait for the higher-ups at the school to resolve this. If you want to fight again, I'm up for it; if you're too scared, you should take your people to get treated first!"
Lin Ye didn't say much. At this point, he had no intention of continuing the fight. If it went on, he might only end up using his life to conclude this matter.
"Alright, enough arrogance. State your name!"
As Lin turned around, Yulin couldn't help but laugh in anger. Since arriving at Wuyuan Star, no student had dared to speak to him like that, not even the scions of the other two major families!
"Lin, you don't need to state your name. I don't want to hear it."
Without even pausing his steps, Lin continued walking back and patted Fatty on the shoulder, urging him to keep up.
Behind him, Yulin let out a couple of hearty laughs and continued for a long while before stopping. Once he composed himself, his eyes held a keen interest, while his expression remained dark and unpredictable.
This grudge was officially established.
The incident concluded rather hastily, with neither side showing any desire to continue the conflict.
This was the first clash between Yulin and Lin, the leader of the previous generation and the dark horse of this martial arts cohort.
Future events would not be so simple; it was likely just the beginning of a new round of confrontations.
...
As Lin Ta and the others walked back, Fatty expressed his dissatisfaction, "Bro, are we just going to let it go like this?"
"We can't win against them; there are too many of them. There's no need for you all to sacrifice yourselves. If it comes down to a real fight, someone might get hurt or worse. You are all my brothers and will become great adventurers in the future. Dying out of stubbornness would be too much of a waste."
"Bro, we're not afraid!"
Lü Liang called out again, and behind him, a chorus of voices responded, all shouting "Brother."
Seeing their childishness, Lin shook his head with a smile, feeling a sense of comfort. He chose not to continue the argument and simply walked ahead.
"How is Shifang doing?"
Thinking of Xing Shifang, that guy was probably in the worst situation. Although he wasn't fatally injured, Lin still couldn't rest easy.
"Shifang's side has stabilized. We've already sent someone to the medical room," Lü Liang quickly replied.
"That's good. You all disperse now; otherwise, you'll be penalized. Also, make sure to keep an eye on Shifang; he can't protect himself since he's injured."
After finishing his words, Lin reached out to pat Dream Source's head and said, "Take care of yourself. I might have to break my promise and won't be able to pick you up from school."
These words sounded somewhat like a farewell, leaving people puzzled.
Lin knew that this incident had escalated too much. He planned to shoulder all the responsibilities himself, which likely meant he wouldn't be able to stay at Wuyuan Star any longer.
Looking up at the sky, he noticed that a spacecraft was approaching from a distance; it was the academy's law enforcement high-ups.
"Everyone disperse!" Lin's tone was somewhat desolate.
"Brother, we won't leave!" Fatty and Lü Liang said in unison.
Beside them, the panda tugged at Fatty's hand, looking somewhat frightened.
"..." Dream Source hurriedly grabbed Lin's hand.
"It's fine, they can't kill me. At most, they'll exile me. You all can leave!"
Lin's words were not open to debate. He stepped out of the crowd by himself and walked to the center of the square, standing there proudly, waiting for judgment.
Sure enough, the aircraft quickly locked onto Lin's position; he was too conspicuous.
The aircraft landed in front of Lin with blue flames trailing behind it, the gust of wind blowing his long hair as it danced in the air.
Two armed individuals jumped down from the aircraft. They were clearly not teachers but members of the Law Enforcement Structure, each wielding a high-powered particle gun.
"Identity verification, Lin!"
A blue light scanned Lin from head to toe as one of them spoke.
"It's me," Lin replied calmly.
Clank!
The two placed a metal collar around Lin's neck and began escorting him toward the aircraft.
"Lin, you are under arrest for the crime of participating in a brawl!"
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