"Hmph! At least you know what's good for you!" Ye Zhiqiu said coldly. "The two of you, I won't bully the little ones. Call your teacher out."
Duy felt a chill.
Ma Hongjun glared!
You think this young master is made of clay?
Anyway, Flan was in charge; he wouldn't just let him die, would he?
"Second Soul Skill: Fire Phoenix!"
"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"
Blazing flames shot towards Ye Zhiqiu, but the difference of over 20 levels meant he didn't even need to use a soul skill.
Duy's Xuan Turtle Martial Soul stood before him, relaxed and at ease.
"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Diamond Transformation!"
A bloated Duy Mubai charged in from the side, his sharp tiger claws slashing down!
"Martial Soul Avatar!"
The Xuan Turtle transformed into a green turtle shell, encasing Ye Zhiqiu.
Duy Mubai's tiger claws swiped at him, causing Ye Zhiqiu to take a half-step back, but still unable to break his defense.
"Very good!"
"You were the ones who made the first move!"
"Second Soul Skill: Profound Water Ice Seal!"
White ice mist surged out with the fluctuation of soul power, freezing Duy and Ma Hongjun.
One move, and it was a direct KO.
This was the terrifying suppression of a high-level Soul Master over a low-level one.
Upstairs.
Flan's expression was grim. He didn't understand what Tang Lan was doing!
The impatient Zhao Wuji was about to jump down to save them.
"Shhh—"
Amidst the sound of rustling leaves,
Ye Zhiqiu's feet erupted with a burst of green shadow, binding all seven Canghui Academy students beside him within a single breath.
Tang Lan's third spirit ring beneath his feet was shining with purple light.
"You brat! You have guts!" Ye Zhiqiu roared, "Fifth Spirit Skill!"
"Heh!"
Tang Lan sneered, activating the Gluttony skill! The rapid loss of soul power caused his spirit skill to dissipate.
The rapid loss of vitality made his limbs feel weak.
The rapid loss of mental power made his thoughts become hazy.
"Crack—Crack—"
Ye Zhiqiu's control over his soul skills weakened, allowing Duy and Ma Hongjun to break free from the ice.
This also startled Ye Zhiqiu.
He forced himself to activate his soul skill—
"Third Soul Skill: Profound Water Surge!"
Waves of water surged out, washing over the Life Soul, the Blue Silver Emperor.
He thought he could break free.
But,
Besides washing away a few leaves, not even a single strand of the Life Soul, the Blue Silver Emperor, was broken!
—With the enhancement of three twenty-thousand-year soul rings, this non-offensive soul skill was just tickling.
Tang Lan, at the same time, fed his mental energy to his Double Pupils.
Duy simultaneously lectured,
"Don't provoke trouble, but that doesn't mean you should be afraid of it."
"If a fellow disciple is bullied, regardless of the reason, beat the enemy first."
"Then ask for the reason."
"If it's our own people who are in the wrong, how they're punished is a matter for the Tang Sect."
"Why should outsiders interfere?"
"Be relentless when you're in the right, and argue even when you're wrong."
"Do you understand?"
Duy, no matter how he tried, couldn't break free from Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor, a Fifth Ring Soul King.
Tang Lan was brimming with confidence!
"Brother, you're so cool!" Xiao Wu's eyes were sparkling with adoration.
"Don't let go when you have the advantage, and try to gain three points even when you don't? I understand," Tang San mused.
Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar nodded in agreement.
The words were domineering.
Much more impressive than something like, "A coward is a nonentity."
"Clap, clap, clap—"
Flan came down from the building, clapping loudly.
"Tang Sect Master, what a display of authority! Do you disapprove of my teaching philosophy?" Flan questioned.
"I agree that those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocre," Tang Lan said calmly. "But using trouble to cultivate is simply foolish!"
Flan's expression darkened.
But Tang Lan didn't care at all.
Now, the Shrek Seven Devils, except for Ma Hongjun, had all joined the Tang Sect.
If he were to fall out with Flan,
Xiao Wu and Tang San were a given.
Zhu Zhuqing craved power, and Ning Rongrong was bound by interests; they would definitely follow him.
Duy Mubai, having finally seen hope, would likely side with Tang Lan.
As for Oscar…
It was a fifty-fifty chance.
But wanting to leave the sect?
I'm sorry.
The newly learned Nine Yang Divine Skill will be abolished immediately – guaranteed to be erased completely, forcing you to start from scratch!
Therefore,
Tang Lan didn't give Flan any face, and continued to berate him –
"Using trouble-making to cultivate is always more harmful than helpful."
"Just like Canghui Academy today, offending someone stronger is a minor loss. Making an enemy is the real problem."
"The reason nothing happened before is simply because of Shrek Academy's selection of students, who are all monsters among their peers."
"Monsters can be arrogant, but they can't be filled with killing intent. Otherwise, a dead genius is just a dead person."
These words were merciless.
They turned Flan's face ashen!
Zhao Wuji, feeling awkward, looked at Li Yusong for help.
"Cough! Little Lan," Li Yusong, playing the peacemaker, said, "In cultivation, every inch of land must be fought for. If you don't fight, opportunities will slip away, and you'll fall behind others."
Tang Lan nodded in agreement.
"If there's an opportunity, you can't back down."
"But what opportunity is there in fighting Canghui Academy for a lecher?"
"If it were someone else, staring at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, and mocking us as a bunch of trash…"
"I would unhesitatingly break their hands and feet."
"In that case, what would they, as troublemakers, gain?"
This barrage of words left Li Yusong speechless.
He came to his senses a bit.
Right. Putting himself in their shoes,
If Shrek Academy was Canghui Academy, and they had actively provoked Tang Lan…
Wouldn't they just look like the brainless villains?
Let's look at today.
What wrong did Canghui Academy do?
Their timing was off?
This was a hotel!
It was always busy, and Flan's beloved disciple had to choose this place to discuss important matters?
It was too much of a joke!
Li Yusong looked at Flan with a very strange expression.
It was like someone who had been brainwashed suddenly woke up and realized something was off!
"Nonsense!" Flan roared. "What you said are just assumptions. My Shrek Academy students are all exceptionally talented, so what if they're a bit overbearing?"
"Oh?" Tang Lan raised an eyebrow. "Then, on the opening night, when you and Old Zhao were beaten up, why didn't you jump up and cause trouble? What, are you all mediocre?"
Flan's face froze!
Zhao Wuji was also embarrassed, curling his toes into the ground!
"Damn!"
How did this young master know about that night?
Could it be…
Did he know his old man was Haotian Douluo?
That's why he dared to be so unbridled?
Li Yusong was completely bewildered.
There's more to this?
Judging by Flan and Zhao Wuji's expressions, it was true.
He fell silent.
Flan, didn't you yourself get scared when facing a strong person? It was so natural.
Not daring to cause trouble makes you a useless talent?
"So, what are you?"
"I heard the dean and the Grandmaster are friends, right?" Tang Lan couldn't help but retort, "The Grandmaster has a famous saying: 'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.' Do you agree?"
Flan instinctively nodded; Yu Xiaogang loved to say that.
Tang Lan sneered, delivering a fatal blow—
"Then, if that's the case, why does Shrek Academy still screen Martial Souls when recruiting students? Wouldn't it be enough to just check age and soul power?"
Flan: ∑(①□①*|||
He's boxing me in and then asking the question, is he?
Doesn't he want my authority as dean, anymore?
Fine, fine!
So, that's how we're playing it, huh!
Then don't blame me for being impolite!
Flan's face turned cold as he said, "Since Sect Master Tang has such high opinions, this small Shrek Academy won't keep Sect Master Tang from his bright future."
He went straight for the big move—expulsion!
Too bad.
This move was useless against Tang Lan, who was the eldest in the family, with no parents around.
Duy nodded directly.
"Besides Old Zhao's gravity soul skill, Shrek Academy is just doing some babysitting work."
"It's fine not to stay."
"Rongrong, inform Elder Chi to stop building the forging workshop for now. We need to change the location."
Ning Rongrong nodded obediently and took out a communication soul tool to make a call.
—Tang Lan has made a few more in the past few days.
Flan didn't expect Tang Lan to be so decisive!
His expression immediately changed!
He hadn't thought of it in the heat of the moment, but if they fell out now, wouldn't it mean...
Tang Lan stood up.
"Dean Flan said that Shrek Academy couldn't accommodate the Tang Sect."
"Is anyone else leaving?"
Xiao Wu was the first to jump up.
"Hmph!"
"I told you we shouldn't have come to this Shrek Academy. It's so far away and run-down!"
Zhu Zhuqing stood up next.
"The Tang Sect can make me stronger. I'm leaving Shrek Academy."
Adding in Ning Rongrong, who was clear about her position, that made four students who were withdrawing!
Flan began to regret it. Why did he have to open his mouth without thinking?
Duy's expression shifted several times.
He also stood up and gave Flan an apologetic look.
The Tang Sect had shown him hope; he didn't want to give up just yet.
"I'm sorry, Dean. I'm also withdrawing from Shrek."
Now.
It was just Oscar and...
"Tang San, you're still sitting there?" Xiao Wu said incredulously. "Your brother was kicked out; are you still planning to stay?"
Tang San looked troubled.
Shrek was where his teacher had told him to come, and his teacher had also said that he would come to Shrek to teach in a while.
Now, just leave.
Tang Lan hadn't expected Tang San to hesitate.
He actually hesitated?!
What a disloyal ingrate!
"Forget it," Tang Lan said, feigning exhaustion. "Xiao San is grown up now and has his own ideas. He doesn't need me to protect him anymore."
"If he wants to stay, then let him."
Tang Lan turned and walked away, leaving behind a desolate figure.
Zhu Zhuqing and Duy immediately followed.
Nearby, Oscar subtly breathed a sigh of relief.
If Master Tang San stayed, he wouldn't have to agonize over it anymore.
"Hmph! He just thinks he's got his own wings now!" Xiao Wu sneered. "Tang San, you have to remember, if you stay today, you'll have no place in the Tang Sect! Your brother indulges you, but I won't!"
After saying that,
he didn't look back and chased after Tang Lan.
Tang San's expression was a struggle!
He didn't want to…
Zhao Wuji suddenly spoke up——
"Flan, I appreciate your care over these years."
"But the Tang Sect offers me the hope of breaking through to Title Douluo. I'm sorry, brothers!"
"Old Li, there's a jar of wine under my bed in the dorm. Dig it out and share it with everyone."
He clasped his hands in a gesture of farewell.
Zhao Wuji decisively chased after the door, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Sect Master, why didn't you even ask for my opinion?"
"I'm the head of the Martial Hall, at least!"
Seeing Tang Lan and his group about to cross the gate, Tang San sighed.
He couldn't leave Tang Lan.
The Tang Sect was in ruins and needed rebuilding, Tang Lan needed to learn the hammer technique from him, and Tang Lan was also one of only two relatives he had.
Materials, manpower, money, knowledge…
All of it completely surpassed Shrek Academy and his teachers.
So,
between the familial bond and his own interests, he chose the one that benefited him more.
He stood up,
and took out a communication soul tool from his storage ring, placing it on the table.
"Headmaster, after the teacher arrives, please give this communication soul tool to him."
"He's my brother!"
After saying that.
He didn't look at Oscar, but got up and chased after him.
—Not forcing Oscar to stay or leave was his compensation for disobeying his master's orders.
But now it was Oscar's turn to be conflicted!
Although Tang San had taught him the third layer of the Nine Yang Divine Skill yesterday,
he had also demonstrated some of the mysteries of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons.
—That was an opportunity that would allow him, a support-type Soul Master, to have combat ability!
And...
If he disobeyed the orders of Tang Lan, the Sect Master, would he still be considered a member of the Tang Sect?
Betraying the sect was extremely serious!
If Tang Lan came to clean up the sect in the future, even Flan would have no reason to stop him.
"Hey! Xiao Ao!" Ma Hongjun said without any politeness, "If you dare to go, don't blame me for not recognizing you as a brother!"
Oscar's expression twitched upon hearing this!
He couldn't bear it any longer and said, "It's all because of you, you fatso! Why couldn't you get horny at a different time, why did it have to be now?"
Ma Hongjun was annoyed and wouldn't stop!
"Why are you speaking for outsiders?"
"What's so good about Tang Lan?"
"You take everyone else, but not me?"
"Who are you trying to show off to?"
"Everyone's joining the Tang Sect. Is this Shrek Academy the teacher's, or Tang Lan's?"
Ma Hongjun unleashed a barrage of words, causing Oscar's expression to become even more serious.
"Enough!" Flan roared. "Ma Hongjun! Aren't you causing enough trouble already?"
Only then did Ma Hongjun shut his mouth, but his face clearly said, "I'm not convinced."
Seeing this, Flan sighed.
He looked several years older.
He had thought that with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's funding, Shrek Academy would finally rise.
But just when he was feeling most pleased, reality slapped him in the face.
To be honest.
Shrek Academy didn't have much to offer.
Especially for Tang Lan.
He had a Title Douluo father, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect backing him, and a bunch of self-created soul skills.
At most, Shrek Academy could only provide a training ground.
Oscar...
Following the Tang Sect was far better for him than staying at Shrek Academy.
"Sigh—"
"Oscar, you... go."
Those words exhausted Flan's remaining strength. He slumped back into his chair, defeated.
"Teacher!" Ma Hongjun said, disbelieving. "Do you know what you're saying? You..."
"Shut up!" Flan roared. "You don't want to improve yourself, and now you want to stop others from shining? Li Yusong, take him back to his room!"
Li Yusong silently grabbed Ma Hongjun, directly sealing his soul power, and swiftly went upstairs.
"Bang—"
Oscar knelt on both knees, tears streaming down his face.
"Thank you, Headmaster, for taking me in!"
Bang——
A loud thud echoed as he slammed his head onto the ground.
He straightened up, his forehead a fiery red, speckled with stone fragments.
"No matter what happens to me in the future, I will always be your son!"
Bang——
Another loud thud, his forehead now stained with blood.
"Your child is being unfilial today!"
Bang——
Blood-red liquid trickled down his cheek.
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