Chapter 1024: Are You Dean Zhang?

Not only was Song Zhen going crazy, but the three people opposite, President Zhong and the others, were also twitching at the corners of their mouths, about to explode.

Although the stools in the Alchemist Guild were precious and valuable, they were made of ordinary wood, no more powerful than a commoner's fist in a fight. Using them to deal with the Purple Moon Three-Star Formation formed by the three of them... it was simply a naked insult.

"Since you're asking for death, don't blame us for being rude!"

Gritting his teeth, President Zhong snorted coldly. With a flick of his wrist, his sword aura coiled around like a bolt of silk.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, he unleashed his strongest attack move.

Half-Saint level martial skill... Thousand Knots!

Heart like a double-threaded net, with a thousand thousand knots within!

This martial skill was created over a thousand years ago by a lovestruck sword saint. The sword aura was not focused on attack or killing, but on entanglement. Once hit, it was like sinking into mud, unable to extricate oneself.

With his current strength, using this move combined with the formation, even a Saint Domain Second Layer mid-stage expert would find it hard to handle. It seemed he knew the opponent's strength and understanding of formations, so he directly used his most powerful means to try to take him down in one go.

Whoosh!

The sword aura formed one small ring after another. Anyone enveloped by it would lose a layer of skin, no matter how strong. The young man opposite seemed unaware of the danger, carrying the stool leg, he continued walking over.

"Perfect timing!" With a gleam in his eyes, President Zhong sneered, twisting and turning his longsword.

Zzzz!

The sword aura immediately enveloped Zhang Xuan.

"Success?" President Zhong was so excited he nearly jumped.

He had originally used this move just to entangle the opponent and gauge his true strength. He never expected to trap him so easily.

So far, no cultivator trapped by Thousand Knots had ever been seen to break free.

Just as he was delighted and considering how to deal with the opponent, he saw the young man trapped in the middle shrink his body strangely, as if disappearing, and the next moment he appeared right in front of him, the paint-smelling wooden stool smashing down on his head.

"I..." His body stiffened, and before he could figure out what was happening, President Zhong felt a sharp pain on his face as the square edges of the stool slammed into him.

Bang bang bang bang!

Although the stool was not powerful, combined with the opponent's true energy, it was like steel, and in the blink of an eye, it beat him until his head was covered in blood.

"Stop..." The two Six-Star peak alchemists who came with him felt they were going crazy.

The three of them had set up a formation and unleashed their strongest ultimate move, yet they were still beaten by the opponent. Most crucially, if he had used a more powerful weapon, it would have been one thing, but he just casually picked up the stool he was sitting on... Just thinking about it made them want to vomit blood.

Being beaten by a master was one thing, but if the alchemists outside found out that their president and two elders had been thoroughly beaten with a stool, they would probably have no face left to show themselves.

With a roar, the two rushed forward simultaneously. To save the president, they channeled their true energy like boiling water, their sword aura pulling like two white silks.

But before it could land on the young man, they felt their vision go black, and the opponent's stool had somehow landed on their faces as well.

Crackle!

Holding the stool leg with one hand, Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows, his arm swinging continuously, his momentum like a dragon.

Truly, giving face but not wanting it.

He had been holding back, not wanting to strike, but the three of them were thick-skinned, setting up formations and using their strongest moves, working up a sweat.

Even a Saint Domain Second Layer battle master was no match for him. These three were only at the First Layer. Even if they set up a formation, or even called all their relatives, how could they block his attack?

He swung the stool wildly. Two minutes later, the three most prestigious alchemists of the guild lay on the ground, covered in bumps.

"This..."

Sun Jin, who hadn't recovered yet, was completely stunned.

He had thought that with the president and two elders attacking together, this guy would be easily subdued and punished. He never dreamed that the opponent would take a stool and knock all three of them down...

A wooden stool against half-saint level weapons? What kind of fighting style was that? He had never seen it before...

"Alright!"

Having knocked down the troublemaking president and the others, Zhang Xuan put the stool down again and sat nearby.

"Now, do you have time to listen to me properly?"

"You... who exactly are you?"

Never dreaming that this young man, only about twenty years old, could be so powerful, President Zhong gritted his teeth: "Breaking into the Alchemist Guild and assaulting the president and elders—I have already sent word to the head of the Master Teacher Hall, Hall Master Feng. He will not let you off!"

The Master Teacher Hall presided over the region, maintaining peace. This young man, regardless of his identity, had broken into the guild and injured the president... that was breaking the rules and violating their regulations.

It would take too long to report to the Alchemist Guild headquarters, but the Fire Source City Master Teacher Hall, once informed, would surely rush over immediately.

Although his rank was higher than the head of the Master Teacher Hall, and he was known as the number one in Fire Source City, his actual combat strength was far inferior. Moreover, recently something had happened, and the hall was full of experts. Once they came, they would surely capture this guy and make him understand that this was not a place where just anyone could run wild.

"Hall Master Feng? You mean Feng Yihui?" Zhang Xuan revealed a playful smile.

"Yes!"

President Zhong gritted his teeth.

Feng Yihui, the head of the Fire Source City Master Teacher Hall, was his close friend. They had known each other for over a hundred years. Hearing that someone had broken in, he had sent a message. By his calculation, he should be arriving soon.

Just as he was hoping that Hall Master Feng would come and subdue this guy, he saw the young man sitting nearby raise his head and look outside: "Hall Master Feng, after watching the excitement for so long, shouldn't you come in?"

"Watching the excitement? Hall Master Feng... is already here?"

His heart skipped a beat. He quickly looked up and saw an old man walking in with a face full of embarrassment.

"Master Zhang!"

Entering the room, he bowed deeply to the young man nearby, then looked over again: "President Zhong..."

This was none other than Feng Yihui, the head of the Fire Source City Master Teacher Hall.

Upon receiving his old friend's message, he had flown straight over. Expecting some troublemaker, he saw Zhang Xuan and stopped immediately.

Although this Dean Zhang was also a Six-Star alchemist like him, as the dean of the Master Teacher Academy, his status was automatically elevated, comparable to a Seven-Star master teacher, far beyond what he could match.

Therefore, even though he clearly saw President Zhong being beaten with a stool by the opponent, he still didn't dare to approach and hid outside... He just didn't expect to be discovered by Master Zhang.

So he could only walk out, full of embarrassment.

"Master Zhang? He is... a master teacher?"

Not noticing the other's etiquette, President Zhong's heart tightened, and he quickly looked at the young man nearby.

Didn't he say he was a Six-Star alchemist? How could he suddenly be called a master teacher? And to be so respected by Hall Master Feng, with the surname Zhang...

"Could it be... Dean of the Master Teacher Academy, Master Zhang Xuan?"

His pupils contracted.

He didn't know if Master Zhang had come to Fire Source City, but he was well aware that over twenty thousand students from the Master Teacher Academy were here for a trial.

Among the twenty thousand students, ten thousand had taken alchemy as a secondary profession, and they had transferred countless alchemy materials from him... It had only been two days since that incident, so naturally, he knew.

Since the students had come, how could the dean not come?

"Yes, I am Zhang Xuan!"

Without denying it, Zhang Xuan nodded.

"Dean Zhang?" Song Zhen nearby stiffened, then his eyes blazed with passion.

Although this Dean Zhang had been in office for a short time, his fame had spread throughout the entire Hongyuan Empire. Even though Fire Source City was relatively remote, he had heard of him.

Such a legendary figure said he could become a true alchemist... maybe it really could happen!

Unlike his expression, Sun Jin on the side had his pupils constricted and his whole body went limp.

If the other party were just an alchemist, he could refuse to acknowledge it, and no matter how big the fuss, there would be no way. But if he were a master teacher... it would be hard to handle!

Master teachers possess insight and knowledge that ordinary people cannot match, and the Master Teacher Hall has immense power. If they really investigate, no amount of sophistry would be useful!

Not to mention the legendary master teacher Zhang Xuan!

"Even if you are... the dean of the Master Teacher Academy, breaking into the Alchemist Guild and attacking us violates the rules..."

Though scared pale, President Zhong still gritted his teeth.

Even if the other party had a noble status, bursting in without a word and injuring so many people was still a violation of the rules, wasn't it?

"Rules?"

With a cold snort, Zhang Xuan stood up, carrying the authority and momentum of a dean: "Rules are meant to deal with those who follow them. For those who don't, any method can be used!"

"Not following?"

President Zhong was taken aback: "May I ask in what way our Alchemist Guild has not followed the rules?"

"Song Zhen, come here!"

Without answering his question, Zhang Xuan turned around.

"Yes!"

Song Zhen nodded and quickly came over.

"Release your true energy!"

Zhang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Song Zhen nodded, channeled his true energy, and immediately a thick aura filled the entire room.

"This... this kind of true energy..."

President Zhong frowned, then his pupils contracted.

As a Six-Star peak alchemist, he could tell at a glance what attribute the true energy in the other's body was and whether it could match with earthly fire.

In other words, with this kind of true energy, it was absolutely impossible to become an alchemist.

"Tell this president your story!"

Knowing that the other had seen it, Zhang Xuan didn't say more and continued.

"Yes..." Song Zhen nodded: "I am an apprentice of Alchemist Sun Jin. I started learning alchemy at the age of seven, and all my cultivation techniques were taught by him..."

Without hiding anything, he repeated everything he had told Zhang Xuan.

Although he didn't fully understand what was going on, since Dean Zhang was standing up for him, it couldn't be a bad thing.

"Cultivating this kind of technique and still letting you take the alchemist exam? How is that possible? Unless..."

After hearing Song Zhen's words, President Zhong finally understood. His face turned pale, and he looked at Sun Jin nearby, his expression as dark as frost.