103: Chapter 103 Are you guys really that serious?

He did not stop, his eyes filled with a frenzied crimson. He channeled his Soul Power again, slamming it relentlessly toward his second and third spirit rings!

"Explode! Explode! Let them all explode!"

"Crack! Crack!"

With two consecutive crisp sounds, the yellow century spirit ring and the purple millennium spirit ring shattered one after another. A terrifying wave of Soul Power swept out like a tsunami. Shi Lei's hair stood on end, veins bulged all over his body, and beads of blood seeped from his skin. Yet, his aura surged uncontrollably, forcibly touching the threshold of a Spirit Saint!

This violent power, laden with determination and grief, caused Flender, who was hovering in mid-air, to turn pale. Even the battle-hardened Zhao Wuji saw his pupils shrink; the fur on his body stood on end, and his bear-like heart grew timid.

They knew all too well what shattering a spirit ring meant!

This was not a sparring match, nor was it causing a scene; this was a suicide mission!

These people were truly gambling their entire lives just to fight them to the death!

"Lunatics! These people are all lunatics!"

Soul Emperor Li Yusong's hand tightened around his Dragon Pattern Staff, his voice filled with undisguised horror.

He had lived for half a lifetime and had seen those who disregarded their lives, but he had never seen so many people simultaneously and voluntarily shatter their own spirit rings just to seek justice!

They were just swindling some money and recruiting some Geniuses for advertising, was it really worth risking your lives like this?

Shi Lei's actions acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the fury of all the victims.

"Brother Shi is right! My life has been ruined by them! What's the point of keeping this pathetic Spirit!"

"Fight them! Even if I become a cripple, I will make them lose their reputation!"

"My son died at their hands! What does it matter if I throw away this old life of mine! I am not a Spirit Master, but I can shatter my own Spirit! Explode!"

One roar of grief and indignation after another rang out, and spirit rings shattered one after another!

Yellow century spirit rings and purple millennium spirit rings exploded one after another outside the academy gate. The blinding light merged into one, and the violent Soul Power, carrying a determination to die, converged to form a terrifying torrent that made the very heavens change color!

Not to mention the ordinary people who were shattering their Spirits in exchange for power.

Dozens of victims, men and women, old and young, all unhesitatingly shattered their spirit rings, turning their lifetime of cultivation into the power for their current revenge!

Among them, some shattered two spirit rings, others shattered all three. Their auras surged wildly. Even though they were covered in blood, even though their Soul Power was rapidly fading, and even though they might be exhausted to the point of death in the next second, there was not a hint of retreat in their eyes!

The onlookers fell completely silent. Watching the tragic scene before them, no one spoke, no one jeered; everyone's eyes were filled with shock and unbearable empathy.

The Transmigration individuals in the crowd also put away all their mockery and desire to watch the spectacle. They stood silently, watching these ordinary people—who wouldn't even have their names recorded in the original work—launch the most decisive revenge against this man-eating academy in the most tragic way possible. They had seen countless Transmigration individuals change plots, snatch Opportunities, and kill villains, but they had never seen a scene like this. For a moment, they even held their breath.

The nonchalance on Xiao Wu's face vanished completely. She crossed her arms, watching the spirit rings exploding one after another and the group of people, covered in blood yet still charging forward, a hint of complexity flashing in her eyes. She had lived for one hundred thousand years, accustomed to the survival of the fittest in the Spirit Master's world and unscrupulous means for the sake of profit, but she had never seen anyone willing to destroy their own lifetime of cultivation and risk everything just for justice and to prevent others from being harmed.

Luoluoke's small face was deathly pale, clutching the neck of the Magic Cat tightly, his large eyes brimming with tears.

He didn't understand. He didn't understand why these uncles and aunts wanted to destroy the light within themselves and fight in such agony. He only knew that these people were very sad and very angry, so sad that they were willing to give up their own futures.

Meanwhile, the Shrek group inside the academy was in a complete panic.

"Stop them! Quickly, stop them!"

Flender roared hysterically. With a flap of his eagle wings, he wanted to dive toward the crowd, but as soon as he moved, three middle-aged men who had shattered all their spirit rings—their auras surging to the level of a Spirit Emperor—roared and charged up. Their three pairs of bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at him, and even though they were bathed in blood, they forcibly blocked his path.

"Flender! Your opponents are us!"

"Back then, you swindled our tuition fees and ruined our futures! Today, we are going to settle this score with you!"

The three attacked Flender with no regard for their lives, every move a suicide attempt. They didn't bother with any defense; even if Flender's eagle claws tore through their chests, they would still smash their fists into his body. Flender, a level 76 Spirit Saint, was actually forced back repeatedly by these three reckless men and couldn't even break free.

On the other side, Shi Lei had already led the people through the academy gate, charging straight toward Zhao Wuji!

"Zhao Wuji! Pay with your life!"

Shi Lei let out a deafening roar, his body enveloped in violent Soul Power, and he smashed a fist fiercely toward Zhao Wuji! This punch condensed the entire Origin of his three spirit rings and the resentment he had harbored for over a decade. Wherever the wind of the punch passed, even the air was torn apart!

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically. Not daring to be the slightest bit careless, he drove his full Soul Power to the limit and slapped his bear paw fiercely against the incoming fist!

"Bang—!"

With a deafening boom, the fist and palm collided. A violent shockwave swept out instantly. The stone slabs in the academy courtyard shattered inch by inch, and a corner of the courtyard wall collapsed! Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan; he was actually forced back three steps by this punch, the stone slabs beneath his feet shattered completely, and the webbing between his thumb and index finger split open, seeping blood!

He looked at Shi Lei, who was covered in blood yet still radiating a violent aura, his eyes filled with unbelievable horror.

He, a dignified level 74 attack system Spirit Saint, had actually been forced back by a single punch from someone who was originally only a level 42 Spirit Ancestor!

"You..." Zhao Wuji just managed to start, but Shi Lei didn't give him a chance to speak. He roared and charged up again, every move a life-or-death struggle, not caring at all if he got hurt, his eyes burning only with the flames of revenge.

The other victims also charged in, engaging in battle with Soul Emperor Li Yusong, Soul Emperor Lu Qibin, and Soul Sage Shao Xin.

Their Soul Power was fading rapidly, and their bodies were constantly breaking down, yet their offensive grew fiercer and fiercer. Even if one person fell, the person behind them would immediately step up, without a shred of fear.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar had long since turned pale with fear and were backing away repeatedly. They had been arrogant and domineering before, but looking at this group of people who had shattered their spirit rings and were fighting desperately with bloodshot eyes, let alone fighting back, they could barely even stand steady.

For the first time, they truly felt what despair was, and what it meant to harbor hatred that risked everything.

Yu Xiaogang collapsed on the spot, trembling all over. He watched the spirit rings shattering one after another, looked at the blood covering the ground, and watched this group of people using the Spirit he had spent his life researching to do what he deemed the most foolish and incomprehensible thing. His mind went blank.

He had studied Spirit theory his whole life, telling everyone that spirit rings were the foundation of a Spirit Master and their reliance for a lifetime.

But now, these people had personally shattered their own foundation and ruined their own lives, just to seek justice from the academy he was part of.

A chill that went deep into the bone marrow instantly swept through his entire body.