Ye Shaofeng stood rigidly in this hall. There was blood in his throat, his heart filled with indescribable bitterness.

This black-robed lecturer didn’t have any intention of truly killing him, that was why when the two fingertips pressed against his throat, they quickly retracted, leaving a bit of injury on his throat.

Cultivators at the high Soul Master level were already extremely stunning in the outside world. However, even he knew that in this Green Luan Academy, this level wasn’t much.

Even so, it was precisely because this black-robed lecturer only had Soul Master level cultivation, the same as himself, that it made him feel even worse inside.

The other party said that he was only a Statecraft Department lecturer, his strength among all of Green Luan Academy’s lecturers considered bottom rung, these words now seemed to be true.

However, as a heroic figure among Imperial City’s new wave, he normally rarely encountered his match among cultivators of the same level, yet he couldn’t defeat a Statecraft Department lecturer whose strength wasn’t astonishing at all in Green Luan Academy?

Moreover, he was immediately dispatched of by the other party, lost in such a distressing manner, defeated so directly.

Originally, when the other side specially said those words, it wasn’t because he was scared of facing him, but rather to remind him that losing to a lecturer who was bottom rung in fighting strength within Green Luan Academy, would make him lose...