C46 It Was Actually the Tall Instructor!

Upon hearing Zhang Xing's words, the man in black grew even more frantic. Just then, the spell took effect, unleashing a surge of new magical energy within him that instantly dispelled the Pace Slowing Arts.

"I didn't expect you to be somewhat skilled. I carelessly walked right into your trap."

"Go to hell!"

He didn't get to finish his sentence before darkness enveloped him, rendering him blind. His hand, which had been reaching for Zhang Xing, froze in midair.

"Blind Arts!" the man in black cried out in alarm.

"So it's Instructor Ta Er. I wasn't aware of your late-night visit. What brings you here?"

Zhang Xing would never forget the voice that had tried to have him removed from the theoretical exam multiple times. As his words trailed off, Ta Er's lips twisted into a sly grin.

"Binding Arts!"

Though my eyes see nothing, my ears are still sharp. Let's see how you handle the Binding Arts.

Ta Er's body seized up, and his magic faltered.

He's so sly!

Ta Er refrained from using more potent magic to avoid exposure. Being discovered would mean certain punishment from the President. Despite the President's high regard for Zhang Xing, Ta Er was bound by his allegiance to the Linde family. His lord's command was not to be ignored.

He had weighed his options carefully before deciding to take this risk. By conspiring with the dormitory manager and offering him numerous favors, he had managed to infiltrate with the expectation of an easy mission completion. However, Zhang Xing proved to be a formidable opponent.

Ta Er strained his ears, searching for any sound, yet he heard nothing.

Could Zhang Xing have used a magic array talisman to conceal himself? If that were the case, it must have been provided by Your Honor. Ta Er couldn't fathom the stroke of luck that allowed Zhang Xing, a mere commoner, to earn the President's favor.

In that moment, Zhang Xing was indecisive. He had considered throwing Ta Er out of the window, letting a fatal fall end it all. After all, if the academy were to find out, it wouldn't matter. An assassin's death would not be traced back to him.

But things had changed. Ta Er was now an instructor at the academy. Killing him here would be incredibly detrimental to his own standing.

Regardless of his reasons, with Ta Er dead, no one would believe his claim that he was there to assassinate him.

Even if the President believed him, the academy's other senior members wouldn't let him off the hook.

With this in mind, Zhang Xing came up with a plan.

He couldn't kill Ta Er, but he could give him a thrashing he'd never forget!

He needed to make sure Ta Er felt the agony of the beating so acutely that he'd cower in fear at the mere sight of him in the future, taking a wide berth whenever their paths crossed.

Ta Er dispelled the Blind Arts and spotted a small black figure motionless in the corner.

"Do you really think you can avoid your fate just because the President gave you a few Formation Talismans, Zhang Xing?" he taunted, mistaking Zhang Xing's stillness for fear, unaware that a tempest was about to be unleashed upon him.

Feigning blindness, Ta Er groped around where he stood, muttering a Spell under his breath.

"Binding Arts!"

"Let's see you try to run now."

But then, a spell had already been cast upon him.

Ta Er's movements became sluggish, and his spellcasting was disrupted a second time.

He was overwhelmed by an unbearable sensation of frustration, akin to the peak of intimacy with his partner being abruptly cut off, leaving him in a state of tearless despair.

That's when he saw Zhang Xing approaching, calm and collected.

Zhang Xing flashed a small fist in front of Ta Er's eyes.

With a swift motion, Zhang Xing extended his arm to its full length and delivered a brutal punch to Ta Er's stomach.

The impact sent a rush of sensations through him, tears and snot streaming down his face.

But Zhang Xing wasn't finished. He wrapped Ta Er's black clothing tightly around him, then covered his face with a soft pillow.

Raising his fist once more, Zhang Xing unleashed a relentless barrage of blows.