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Although everyone had anticipated Flanders' fate, they were still stunned when it all happened.
"teacher!"
"Dean!"
The Shrek Seven lost their voices almost at the same time.
Zhu Zhuqing, the only one who was not under control, staggered forward, but then slowly stopped.
"Boss F..."
Yu Xiaogang's lips moved twice, and his eyes turned red instantly.
Although Flanders had severed all ties with him a few days ago, how could there not be a trace of affection between the two of them after decades of friendship?
Even though Yu Xiaogang is cold-hearted by nature, at least at this moment he is really sad for Flanders.
"teacher!"
Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot, and purple-black flames burst out from the pores all over his body almost without his suppression.
"Ye Ling!"
Ma Hongjun roared like a devil, and unexpectedly broke free from Ye Ling's pressure and pounced towards him.
Ma Hongjun is Flanders' direct disciple.
It was Flanders who brought Ma Hongjun, whose martial soul had mutated, out of the village and trained him until now.
Although the relationship between the two is not that of father and son, it is better than that of father and son.
Moreover, since Ma Hongjun had no children or grandchildren, Flanders has been most concerned about finding a treatment for him.
How could Ma Hongjun not lose his mind when he saw the teacher he regarded as a father die tragically in front of him?
Bang!
But before Ma Hongjun could move forward, Ye Ling had already slapped him in the air.
How strong is Ye Ling's body?
Although it was just a mid-air attack, it made Ma Hongjun spin around on the spot, and he fell directly to the ground.
However, thanks to Ye Ling's slap, the evil fire that was about to backfire on Ma Hongjun subsided as he fainted.
"Fatty!"
Xiao Wu couldn't help but shout.
Zhu Zhuqing's little face also showed a look of reluctance.
"Has Young Pavilion Master Ye shown off enough power?"
Bibi Dong watched Ye Ling's actions with cold eyes.
"What does this mean, Your Holiness?"
Ye Ling sneered.
"You saw it too. If I hadn't knocked him unconscious, he would have been devoured by his spirit immediately."
"The man has been killed, what else does Young Master Ye want now?"
Bibi Dong took two deep breaths before she suppressed her anger.
"Never mind, never mind."
Ye Ling stood up, and the throne beneath him turned into dust the moment he stood up.
"Since His Holiness has asked, then this matter ends here."
Ye Ling stretched out his hand and the Ice Emperor, who was fighting with Chrysanthemum Douluo somewhere, instantly returned to his side.
"Come on, let's go back."
After saying this, without waiting for Bibi Dong, the Spirit Hall Pope, to make any other arrangements, he turned around and left the competition venue in the suburbs.
"Your Majesty, the Pope, the Butian Pavilion is disregarding our Spirit Hall. We cannot let them leave like this!"
Seeing Flanders' tragic death and Liu Erlong trapped by Ye Ling, Yu Xiaogang could no longer hold back and said to Bibi Dong.
"I don't have the ability!"
Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Xiaogang sideways, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on her face.
"How about you take care of them?"
Without the filter of first love, Bibi Dong could see clearly everything Yu Xiaogang did these days.
All I can say is that it is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything!
Ye Ling also repeatedly slapped Bibi Dong in the face by targeting Yu Xiaogang.
"I..."
Yu Xiaogang's face turned purple, and he opened his mouth to speak but didn't know what to say.
"Elder Ghost, you must stay here and maintain order until Elder Chrysanthemum returns!"
Bibi Dong ignored Yu Xiaogang beside her and turned to speak to Guimei.
"Yes, Your Holiness."
The ghostly gaze withdrew from the unconscious Ma Hongjun and bowed to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong nodded slightly, the anger on her face subsided a little, and then she disappeared on the spot.
Just like Ye Ling did not take Zhu Zhuqing away, Bibi Dong did not take Yu Xiaogang away.
On the first day of the individual competition, so many things happened just because of Zhu Zhuyun's dirty rumors!
At the foot of Wuhun City, not only did four or five Titled Douluo appear.
Even His Holiness the Pope came out in person.
Not only that, the soul masters who participated in the competition actually saw the two major forces of the Spirit Hall and the Butian Pavilion confronting each other.
As for the dead Flanders?
Except for Shrek and a few others who felt sad for him, in the eyes of others he was just a climax of today's drama.
"Dean Fu, Fatty, Boss Dai!"
The Shrek members who were suppressed by Ye Ling also regained their ability to move after Ye Ling left.
Tang San came to Flanders' side with a quick step. Although he knew that Flanders was dead, he still reached out and felt his breath.
"Xiao San..."
Xiao Wu's voice trembled a little.
Tang San shook his head at Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu's face suddenly turned much paler.
Flanders died, and died at the hands of Liu Erlong.
Everything that happened today was beyond the capacity of her rabbit brain.
Tang San checked the bodies of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun who were still in coma.
"Fortunately, they just passed out."
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.
"Otherwise, we won't have to participate in the team competition."
This is what Tang San really thinks.
Flanders is just a Soul Saint. If he dies, he dies. It will not have any impact on the future situation.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun will both be able to achieve godhood in the future.
He is also Tang San's loyal henchman in the God Realm. If he dies, it will affect his future rule over the God Realm.
Even if we don't talk about things that happen in the distant future, Tang San will still need them to contribute in the competition that will come soon.
"Sect Master Ning, please save them."
Tang San looked at Ning Fengzhi and said sincerely.
Ning Fengzhi hesitated a little, but looking at Tang San's sincere eyes and his daughter's slightly pleading eyes, he finally sighed.
"Of the seven treasures, the sixth is called healing!"
The gorgeous Seven Treasures Glazed Tower flew up from Ning Fengzhi's hand, and a beam of colorful light shot out from the sixth layer and landed on Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai.
After just a moment, their bodies moved slightly, and then their eyes opened.
"Mubai, Fatty, you two are awake."
Tang San's voice rang in the ears of the two.
"What's wrong with me?"
Dai Mubai was still a little confused about the situation.
"teacher!"
The moment Ma Hongjun woke up, he thought of something and threw himself on Flanders' body like a madman.
"The dead cannot be resurrected, Hongjun, please be more open-minded."
Yu Xiaogang, who had been silent all this time, also sighed.
"Dean Fu...what on earth is going on?"
Dai Mubai looked at Flanders with a confused look on his face, who had a big hole in his chest, and had no idea what was going on.
"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, Dean Fu wouldn't have died!"
It would have been fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he spoke, Xiao Wu roared in anger.