Chapter 1850: The Terrifying Teacher

This figure did not appear tall, nor did he exude a particularly strong aura, yet the moment he appeared, both sides of the battle froze as if turned to ice, each stopping their attacks, not daring to move.

"What's going on?"

Everyone in the square below stood rooted to the spot, stunned.

The fight just now was to the death—how could they both stop the moment this person spoke?

"He must have sealed the space, or used some special power to suppress both sides, making them unable to act!"

An old man clenched his fist and said slowly.

When one's cultivation reached the Void Realm, they would often seal space during battle, rendering others immobile. Clearly, this person was doing the same.

Otherwise, why would both sides in a life-or-death battle stop simultaneously?

"To suppress everyone into inaction just by sealing space... how powerful must he be?"

"Could this be... Yong Emperor's divine teacher?"

"Now that you mention it, I recall—the figure is exactly the same. That day during the great battle, they flew too high to see clearly, but now it seems highly likely it's him!"

"No wonder he could seal everyone at once, preventing them from fighting..."

…

The crowd suddenly understood, filled with admiration.

If before, hearing the storyteller say that Yong Emperor had a teacher comparable to a "god" had been met with disbelief, now, seeing this, they all understood.

This person's true strength was probably even more terrifying than imagined.

"What do you think?"

Some ancient sages hidden among the crowd also communicated through thought.

"I can't discern his cultivation, but the fact that he can make so many people stop and not dare to move just by appearing... his strength absolutely surpasses the Blood Rebirth stage!"

"Could there still be a powerhouse of this level on the continent?"

"Don't forget Senior Ruthless and Master Kong. If they were still alive, what would our meager cultivation amount to..."

"True. With the Confucian Temple opening and gods descending, any kind of strong practitioner could appear! The spatial restriction he cast is so subtle that none of us can detect it, as if it weren't there at all... His strength is unimaginable!"

…

Their thoughts flickering, the hidden ancient sages turned pale.

They could not discern the cultivation of the figure in the sky, and that alone inspired awe.

It wasn't overthinking—it was because this person's achievements were too glorious.

He casually threw out a book and killed the celestial envoy from the Upper Realm on the spot... If a book was that powerful, what about a weapon? Wouldn't it be unstoppable?

"Teacher..."

Seeing the approaching figure, Liu Yang dared not move. Just as he wondered what his teacher intended to do, he saw him stride up to Zheng Yang and kick him.

The latter, as if his cultivation was sealed, trembled uncontrollably, unable to resist at all, and was sent flying to the ground.

"What the hell was that fighting of yours? That spear thrust—if you'd paused for a third of a breath, its power would have multiplied, but you were in such a hurry to strike, rushing to reincarnate?"

"And you! That sword suspended in the air—what kind of nonsense was that? Where was the sword aura? Where was the sword intent? Tell me, what can you accomplish with such a random stab?"

"Invincible defense? You really think you're immortal? Using your chest to block fists—how heroic! What are your fists for? What is your head for? Can't you punch? Can't you headbutt?"

"A bunch of useless brats! You call this fighting? Even a herd of pigs trained for three days would fight better than you!"

…

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Zhang Xuan scolded them one by one, right to their faces.

What kind of mess was this?

After just a few days away, they had trained like this—it was an utter disgrace. If word got out, it would be too embarrassing.

He, Zhang Xuan, a renowned master teacher—how had he taught such a bunch of idiots?

Hearing their teacher's reprimand, Zhao Ya, Zheng Yang, and the others flushed red, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

They had thought that with their hard training during this period, their teacher would be satisfied. Instead, they had only made him angrier.

Still, the teacher was right. Although each of them had improved greatly, they had lost their previous coordination, and their fighting style was a mess.

Otherwise, with their respective strengths, they should have been able to easily crush a mere Chen Yong.

"And you! What the hell were you doing? Timid and hesitant, and you call yourself an emperor? Emperor my ass! You have no spirit at all. If you hadn't dodged just now but instead pressed forward, you could have shattered her longsword with one punch, knocked away his spear, and defeated them... Then none of this would have happened!"

After scolding Zheng Yang and the others, Zhang Xuan turned to Liu Yang and continued his blistering reprimand.

In just one month without seeing them, they had trained so chaotically that he nearly died of anger on the spot.

He was usually a man of great forbearance and patience, but seeing these guys fight more and more chaotically, he could no longer hold back.

"Teacher, I..."

His face red, Liu Yang wanted to speak but couldn't get the words out.

"Alright, I'll take these few away first. You continue with your coronation. When you're done, come find me!"

Too lazy to waste more words, Zhang Xuan reached out with his hand.

Whoosh!

Zhao Ya and the others were instantly collected into a folded space. Zhang Xuan then flickered and vanished from the spot.

"Their battle was so powerful, yet in this person's eyes, it was worthless? He couldn't help but intervene to correct them?"

"He sealed everyone's fight just because he couldn't stand their lack of technique?"

"If such exquisite combat was beneath his notice, what would happen if we made a move? Would we be killed in an instant?"

…

Below, everyone's mouths trembled, unable to speak.

The battle between Yong Emperor and his opponents was so brilliant that if recorded, it would be revered as a classic for ten thousand years... Yet in the eyes of this "god," it was as laughable as children playing house.

After a long while, no one had yet digested what had happened.

"Chief, should we... still make a move?"

After who knows how long, an ancient sage quietly looked at another nearby.

"Move my ass! I couldn't even fully understand that fight just now, and it got criticized like that. If we actually made a move, wouldn't we be instantly crushed? Pass on my order: from today on, no matter what orders Yong Emperor gives, our faction will obey unconditionally, without resistance!"

The chief gritted his teeth and said.

Although the other party had only spoken a few casual words, combined with the previous battle and his own understanding, he could see that every word was correct. Many insights were strokes of genius, and no matter how one studied them, they would benefit endlessly...

If even casual remarks were so profound, how could anyone still ask whether to attack? Were they afraid of dying too slowly?

Attack? Attack my ass! What if they disturbed someone? That person had to go to work tomorrow!

The same scene played out elsewhere.

Earlier, with the new Yong Emperor's ascension, people were restless, and many thought about taking advantage of the situation to gain some benefits. But when the teacher appeared, sealing space and making the combatants dare not fight, and then mercilessly scolding them, pointing out the flaws in their combat, everyone was too terrified to move.

They truly suspected that if they dared to act, they too would be captured and end up dead or missing.

This teacher was truly too terrifying.