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Chapter 2082

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The sudden appearance of the black flames caused all the girls present to be stunned. They subconsciously looked in the direction of the black flames.

A young man with a delicate face and a thin figure had appeared at the side.

"Who are you?" Meng Yao frowned as she looked at the young man who had suddenly appeared. She saw that he was around twenty years old but his cultivation level was not high. She could not help but look at him with contempt and arrogance.

Ye Qingtang looked at the chaotic scene in front of her and completely ignored Meng Yao's words as she walked towards Mu Ziying.

Mu Ziying did not seem to notice anything. Her eyes were fixed on the doll in Meng Yao's hands as she pounced forward, wanting to snatch it back.

Meng Yao did not expect Mu Ziying to pounce on her again. She habitually raised her hand and slapped Mu Ziying's face.

But before the slap could land, it was held tightly by a hand.

Meng Yao looked at Ye Qingtang in surprise.

"If you don't want to die, let go. Otherwise, I'll beat you up too!" Meng Yao shouted coldly.

"Oh? You can give it a try then. "Ye Qingtang suddenly smiled.

"You're courting death!" Meng Yao narrowed her eyes and attacked Ye Qingtang.

Ye Qingtang's lips curled into a smile. She tapped her feet lightly and instantly retreated. However, she deliberately waited for a moment, causing Meng Yao's palm to brush past her shoulder.

Meng Yao looked at Ye Qingtang's dodging movements with a look of disdain.

"Netherworld Academy, rule 321." Ye Qingtang suddenly said.

Meng Yao and the rest were slightly stunned. They did not know what had gotten into this young man to suddenly mention the academy's rules.

"Anyone who offends a teacher will be punished with fifteen strokes of the rod." Ye Qingtang said unhurriedly.

"What a joke. Who do you think you are?" Meng Yao sneered.

Ye Qingtang did not speak. She suddenly raised her hand and a ball of black flames flew out from her hand, binding Meng Yao's entire body.

Meng Yao was at the Seventh Heaven of the Paragon realm, but she had never thought that she would be tied up by a Sixth Heaven of the Paragon realm.

The raging flames surrounding her bound her to the point where she couldn't move. If she struggled even a little, she would immediately feel a strong burning sensation on her body.

"What are you all still standing there for? Beat her up! "Meng Yao said to the group of stunned girls.

The girls snapped out of their daze and charged towards Ye Qingtang.

At this moment, the chaos finally brought Mu Ziying back to her senses.

When she saw Ye Qingtang standing among the crowd with an indifferent expression, a look of astonishment suddenly surfaced in her eyes.

"Instructor … Ye?"

The moment these words of surprise rang out, those young girls who had rushed forward instantly stopped in their tracks.

What did this damned girl just call this young man?

Instructor Ye?!

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

At this moment, they finally realized what Ye Qingtang meant by the rules of the academy just now …

The Netherworld Academy held their teachers in high regard. Any student who dared to lay a hand on a teacher … would be dragged to the Hall of Discipline to receive fifteen strokes of the rod!

Ye Qingtang looked at Mu Ziying, who had returned to her senses, and a smile surfaced in her eyes. She then looked at Meng Yao, who was tied up.

"Don't you want to know who I am?"

Meng Yao was stunned.

Ye Qingtang said calmly, "I am Mu Ziying's instructor."

Ye Qingtang's words made Meng Yao and the rest's scalps go numb. How could they have imagined that this seemingly ordinary young man in front of them was actually a teacher!

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