The smile on Wu Wen's face vanished. He frowned and said coldly, "Ye Xuan, I am a teacher at this academy. I have the right to end your match. The outcome has already been decided. If you intend to harm student Wang Fei, then don't blame me for what I'm about to do."
With a cold shout, a terrifying aura erupted from Wu Wen's body—the power of a Tier Two Xuanwu Realm Martial Artist—and pressed down fiercely on Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan's gaze turned cold. His body remained as steady as a mountain under Wu Wen's aura. "This is a life-and-death duel between Wang Fei and me, not some student sparring session," he said icily. "Who the hell do you think you are to meddle in my business? I'll give you one last chance. Scram now, or face the consequences."
'A life-and-death duel, not a student spar. It's not supposed to be interfered with by anyone. The idea that he has the right to stop it is a joke.'
