[Ye Fan summoned a Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie…]
A zombie, reading a newspaper and with a long, straight sword at its waist, appeared in front of Ye Fan.
When they saw this zombie, everyone present was stunned.
"Brother Fan, did you summon the wrong zombie?"
"Why is he reading a newspaper during a battle?"
Xiao Wu couldn't help but remind him.
Especially the newspaper zombie's expression, it was like a very calm old man,
leisurely, relaxed,
and didn't seem to have any fighting strength at all.
Ye Fan didn't explain anything,
the Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie was all about creating a contrast.
"This thing can block me?"
Zhao Wuji chuckled lightly, following up with a continuous volley of Mighty Diamond Palms.
Ye Fan curiously glanced at the Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie's newspaper, wanting to see what it was reading. Unfortunately, he didn't get a chance to read the content before Zhao Wuji's palm shattered it.
"Not dead?"
Zhao Wuji was puzzled. The broken newspaper should have been able to withstand any fatal damage—a conceptual ability, even.
Ye Fan seemed to hear a somewhat weary voice coming from the newspaper zombie,
"I was entrusted at a time of defeat,"
"I was ordered in a time of peril,"
"Here I come!"
The Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie drew a long, straight blade from his waist with his right hand.
His entire aura instantly changed.
His eyes were fierce, and his killing intent was overwhelming.
Zhao Wuji was startled. A master!
[Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie: I've been retired and reading newspapers for years, and now anyone dares to be fierce. Are you getting cocky, or has my blade gotten dull?]
The Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie held the long, straight blade and slashed out with a single stroke.
Zhao Wuji quickly retreated backward, dodging the attack.
"Such high attack power!"
A flash of black light and a Banner Zombie appeared.
The Banner Zombie's ability was support.
Within the banner's range, there was a 50% increase in attack speed and movement speed.
If the Banner Zombie died, the effect would double and last for thirty seconds.
The Banner Zombie's support effect kicked in.
The Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie's speed increased. The distance of five steps was reduced to two.
With a light tap, it leaped,
and swung a heavy slash at Zhao Wuji from mid-air.
"Is this really something a Soul Elder can do?"
Zhao Wuji was having a huge headache.
His first soul ring flashed.
The Immovable King Body activated again, but this time, he used much more soul power than before.
In the Shrek Academy's headmaster's office,
Flender, who was sitting in his chair, stood up.
"Why is Old Zhao using such strong soul power in the academy?"
The Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie slashed down.
The Immovable King Body shattered with a loud bang.
Zhao Wuji was greatly astonished. His second soul ring flashed, and he slammed out a Mighty Diamond Palm. This palm struck the Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie during its vulnerable moment.
Although his attack speed was very fast, Zhao Wuji's next strike came at the precise moment of the zombie's attack.
Even with speed, he was still half a step behind.
"Very strong, but it ends here."
At this moment, the Banner Zombie, who had been standing still and providing support, moved.
He looked at Ye Fan, holding the banner with both hands, then violently thrust the banner into his own chest, committing suicide.
The support effect provided by the banner instantly doubled, increasing the Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie's attack speed by another fifty percent.
And that slight increase in attack speed… was enough.
The blade and palm collided once more.
Bang!
A deep gash appeared on Zhao Wuji's body, while the Sword-Wielding Newspaper Zombie was sent flying with a loud bang before disappearing from sight.
A Soul Saint was still a Soul Saint, especially one with an Immovable King Body and seventy-six levels of soul power.
"Damn it!" Zhao Wuji cursed loudly, his fourth soul ring flashing as he prepared to use a skill on Ye Fan, intending to use directional tracking to teach Ye Fan a lesson.
"Teacher Zhao, that incense has burned out."
Xiao Wu suddenly reminded him, and Zhao Wuji's soul skill immediately stopped.
He glanced at the situation and confirmed it.
"Hmph,"
Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, "Consider yourselves lucky,"
"You lot can pass."
Following that, he shouted angrily, "Oscar, get over here!"
A figure with a full beard quickly ran over, "Teacher Zhao, you wanted me?"
But his first reaction wasn't to look at Zhao Wuji, but at the three girls present.
He swallowed hard, his eyes widening with lust. He was one of the famous three perverts of Shrek Academy.
"Three beauties!"
"Oscar!"
Zhao Wuji roared at Oscar, "Give me a Recovery Sausage."
Oscar then reacted. He looked at Zhao Wuji, stunned, "Who beat Teacher Zhao up like this?"
But his hands didn't stop,
"I have a big sausage."
With that soul spell, a giant Recovery Sausage appeared in his hand and he quickly passed it to Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji grabbed it without hesitation and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
"Oscar, give me another one,"
A somewhat pained voice called out to Oscar again.
Oscar turned his head and saw Dai Mubai lying on the ground, the flesh on his face contorted.
And a lot of blood was seeping from his thigh.
"Damn, Dai, what happened to you!"
Oscar was startled and hurriedly summoned another Recovery Sausage and stuffed it into Dai Mubai's mouth.
Dai Mubai couldn't bother to explain at this moment,
"Quick, take me to the hospital, or I won't make it,"
Oscar felt a chill run down his spine, the new junior brother was so fierce!
Oscar helped Dai Mubai to his feet, but it was clear that his physical condition wasn't that great.
"Um..."
He didn't know what to call Ye Fan to ask for help. "Junior brother, could you lend a hand?"
Ye Fan nodded, and the two of them helped Dai Mubai up and quickly headed towards the outside of Shrek Academy.
Zhao Wuji wasn't worried at this point. With a Recovery Sausage, nothing serious would happen.
Originally, he wanted to quickly escape this place, but now he could only bite the bullet and arrange the new students' accommodations.
Soto City First People's Hospital.
Tang San was lying quietly in a treatment room, receiving treatment. After leaving Shrek Academy, he had quickly come here to treat his internal injuries.
"Get up, your injuries have been treated."
The healing physician gestured for Tang San to get dressed.
"Settle the treatment fee, one hundred Gold Soul Coins."
Tang San was stunned. He had just been fleeced at Shrek Academy, and now he was being fleeced again. He really couldn't take it anymore.
"What, it costs one hundred Gold Soul Coins just for treatment!"
"Aren't you robbing me?"
The healing physician looked calm, as if he had expected this.
"Registration fee, examination fee, cleaning fee, bed fee, treatment fee, expert fee... with all these fees combined, one hundred Gold Soul Coins is already a bargain."