Chapter 26: Like-minded.
Following Ma Hongjun's rise, Zhu Zhuqing reluctantly joined the fray. Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed with excitement at this; the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's young princess was naturally fearless.
At Shi Yi's table, Xiao Wu's spirited nature couldn't be contained. Seeing this, Tang San could only offer Shi Yi an apologetic glance, his eyes tinged with purple. Shi Yi merely smiled and nodded. Oscar and Shi Yi remained seated, motionless.
"Xiao Yi, this isn't right for us," Oscar said awkwardly, implying he also wanted to join in. But from a perspective of right and wrong, he believed Shi Yi was right, as this concerned his own safety. He understood that the most important thing for a supporter was to cling to someone powerful.
"If you don't want to suffer, sit back. It's useless for you to join in now. Wait until Teacher Zhao comes to clean up their mess," Shi Yi said, taking a sip of the hot tea on the table.
Oscar calmed down upon hearing this. Shi Yi was right. Even if they couldn't win, Teacher Zhao would still intervene. Currently, his role as a support wasn't as significant as Ning Rongrong's.
Oscar then said sheepishly, "I'd rather not cause them any more trouble."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's eyes flickered with disdain upon hearing this.
"How dare Teacher Zhao attack such a wretch?" Dai Mubai asked sarcastically.
Shi Yi remained silent, simply sipping his tea, his expression unwavering.
The Shrek group quickly routed the Canghui Academy students, but this also prompted the Soul King, a teacher, to step up.
While a level 50 Soul King wasn't considered a master, it was more than enough to take on a Soul Venerable and several Great Soul Masters. Most importantly, Ye Zhiqiu was a defensive Soul King. While defensive types weren't exceptional in combat, they were known to be the most formidable, let alone a bunch of weaklings unable to break through their defenses.
Ye Zhiqiu's spirit had already possessed him, and Tang San, observing this, secretly thought it was bad news. As Yu Xiaogang's disciple, he understood the difficulty of defensive-type opponents.
Ye Zhiqiu's words were well-spoken, a tactical move followed by force. "You little kids don't know what's going on. Stop talking nonsense. Call your academy's teachers."
Ma Hongjun snarled, "You old bastard, you still want to see our teachers? We're more than enough to take care of you."
Shi Yi chuckled, which made Ma Hongjun look a little embarrassed. However, having witnessed Shi Yi's strength, he couldn't do anything to him. Even Tang San couldn't help but curse Ma Hongjun's foolishness. How could they possibly break the defenses of a defensive-type Soul King? They'd probably just wear them down to death.
"Senior Brother is right. Teammates like this are indeed a burden," Tang San thought to himself.
Ye Zhiqiu possessed the Black Turtle spirit, and his biggest fear in life was the word "turtle." Most turtle-type spirit masters were like that.
Originally, he'd merely intended to scare the teenagers before him. After all, he didn't want to be accused of bullying the weak. Furthermore, he had no idea of the strength of the academies behind these children. A school that could gather so many geniuses was clearly no ordinary institution.
Soon, at the shop owner's plea, the battle moved outside. Oscar peered curiously, his eyes filled with interest.
"Go ahead, but there's no need. A defensive spirit master's defenses are difficult to break in a short period of time, and they'll inevitably reveal flaws in a prolonged battle. Even defensive spirit masters have added offensive abilities, most of which focus on group attacks, allowing them to simultaneously contain multiple enemies. If this spirit king finds an opportunity, they'll be waiting for Teacher Zhao to clean up the mess," Shi Yi said calmly to Oscar.
Oscar stared at Shi Yi in surprise, his face somewhat disbelieving as he walked outside.
Oscar watched the fight from the crowd, the surprise in his peach-shaped eyes growing ever more intense. The battle unfolded almost exactly as Shi Yi had predicted. Just as Ye Zhiqiu's spirit ability was about to put the Shrek group at a disadvantage, a lazy voice suddenly interrupted the fight, "Why are you out here so late at night instead of going to bed?"
"Teacher Zhao," Oscar said, giving Zhao Wuji a guilty look.
"Hmm..." Zhao Wuji hummed softly and said nothing. He had naturally heard Shi Yi's rehearsal of the battle, and even with Oscar's involvement, the situation wouldn't have changed much.
"Everyone, go back to bed." Zhao Wuji, without even a glance towards Canghui Academy, waved his hand and ordered all Shrek students back to the hotel.
Ye Zhiqiu couldn't take it anymore. "Wait a minute,"
Zhao Wuji turned around impatiently. "What's going on?"
Ye Zhiqiu said coldly, "You're a teacher from that Shrek Academy, right? Those students from your academy just insulted our Canghui Academy. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"
"An explanation? What's there to explain? Canghui Academy is just a piece of crap. Their words weren't insults at all," Zhao Wuji said flatly. As a Soul Sage, he naturally had the confidence to say such things; he naturally didn't take the other party seriously.
"You..." Ye Zhiqiu was furious, and without further argument, he strode towards Zhao Wuji. His aggressive demeanor made it clear he wasn't going to give up.
Zhao Wuji turned around and addressed the Shrek group, "You're such losers! You can't even handle an old turtle. I'll deal with you when we get back to the academy."
Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai's faces turned grim upon hearing this. Shi Yi's words had given them a slap in the face.
Under the gazes of the crowd, Ye Zhiqiu was slapped several meters away by Zhao Wuji, and quickly left with the students from Canghui Academy.
Zhao Wuji soon returned to the hotel with the Shrek group and angrily addressed them, "You guys have truly embarrassed me. Remember this, I'll have to give you special training when we get back."
Then, Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on Shi Yi, who was sipping tea nearby. "Why didn't you make a move just now? Now that you've joined Shrek, you're a team. You should help each other. With your talents and good coordination, it's not impossible to defeat that old bastard."
Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai looked at Shi Yi with a hint of amusement in their eyes, as if predicting that someone was about to suffer misfortune.
Shi Yi slowly put down his teacup and said softly, "You should have heard what I said just now. You were the one who had to clean up the mess. What difference does it make if I'm here or not? What's the point of bullying a few trash in a meaningless battle that won't gain experience and will only cause trouble?"
For a moment, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai's faces turned extremely ugly.
"What about the battle with the old bastard?" Zhao Wuji asked.
"Weren't you very clear about their fate when you called a halt just now?" Shi Yi smiled.
Zhao Wuji fell silent after hearing this. Indeed, if he hadn't called a halt just now and let the old bastard release his spirit skill smoothly, I'm afraid all these little guys would have ended up lying in bed.
"Teacher Zhao, think about your youth, and why you became a teacher now?" Shi Yi chuckled.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Shi Yi and sighed inwardly. Shi Yi was right. Acala's reputation was great, but he had also offended quite a few. It was only because he was hiding out as a teacher at Shrek that the Spirit Hall didn't care too much about a Soul Sage, otherwise he would have been dead long ago. He still remembered the beating Tang Hao had given him. If he hadn't been tempted to play with the kids, he wouldn't have been beaten by Tang Hao.
"This little guy seems to know everything. That old man Flanders is always giving me trouble. He's the so-called Corner of Wisdom, no wonder," Zhao Wuji thought to himself, a hint of helplessness on his face. He really couldn't win over this kid.
"Alright, after dinner, go upstairs and rest. If you dare to cause trouble again, I'll skin you alive when I get back," Zhao Wuji said to Shi Yi in a sullen tone.
Then he slowly went upstairs.
Shi Yi picked up his teacup and took a sip. The sound of Shi Yi drinking water was extremely harsh to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's ears.
Seeing this, Dai Mubai snorted coldly and slowly stood up, heading upstairs. Seeing that Ma Hongjun didn't move, Dai Mubai said to him, "Fatty, what are you waiting for? Waiting for others to see you make a fool of yourself?"
Ma Hongjun slowly stood up at this, a trace of reluctance on his face. He had ordered quite a few dishes for himself, and if he left now, he would be at a huge loss.
Under Dai Mubai's gaze, Ma Hongjun slowly went upstairs.
Once the two of them were upstairs, Oscar could no longer hold back and said to Shi Yi, "Xiao Yi, you're amazing! The battle process was basically the same as you described."
Everyone who was left at this time looked at Shi Yi in surprise.
"He is not tall, and his body and limbs are extremely solid, but he does not have the sense of strength that Teacher Zhao has. The Black Turtle Martial Soul is also among the best in defense among beast souls. Since he is a defensive soul master, it will be difficult for you to win because you cannot break the opponent's defense in a short period of time."
"Defensive soul masters are often not limited to defensive soul skills. Sometimes offense is also a kind of defense, especially when you are outnumbered. At this time, small-scale group attack skills covering the whole body will be very useful."
"Even if you break through the defense of the defensive soul master, you may not be able to make the opponent lose combat effectiveness with a slap like Teacher Zhao did. Seeing that the defense is broken, you will definitely rush forward. At this time, if you release this kind of group attack soul skill with your body to face the soul skill released by the Soul King, you will all be lying on the bed."
The people who heard the words also thought of the battle scene at that time, and their faces became more and more surprised. It was exactly the same as what Shi Yi said. Even Xiao Wu, who hated Shi Yi the most, had to admit that Shi Yi was right.
"In theory, I'm indeed far behind Senior Brother. Senior Brother can judge the outcome of a battle simply by relying on his opponent's spirit and his understanding of us," Tang San thought to himself.
Soon, in silence, the group devoured their food and returned to their respective rooms to rest.
The next day, Shi Yi, always an early riser, arrived downstairs to find Zhao Wuji already sitting nearby, eating breakfast.
"Morning, Teacher Zhao," Shi Yi greeted with a smile, then sat down in front of Zhao Wuji, picked up the menu, and began to order.
"Hmm..." Zhao Wuji mumbled, still chewing his food.
After he swallowed, Zhao Wuji looked at Shi Yi and said meaningfully, "You're too clear-headed, kid. You'll be friendless this way."
Shi Yi smiled slightly and said, "Teacher doesn't have many friends either. I have high standards for friends. At least they have to share the same ideals. Not everyone can be my friend."
Zhao Wuji grinned and nodded. "That's true. Then, kid, who in the academy do you think can be your friend?"
Shi Yi spread his hands and said, "Probably no one."
Zhao Wuji looked at Shi Yi in surprise and asked, "Don't you think Tang San counts?"
Shi Yi shook his head slightly and said, "Xiao San is only half. Although Xiao San is my junior brother, and we both want to become strong, our paths are different. Zhu Qing can also be considered half, we share the same ideals."
"What about the same ideals?" Zhao Wuji asked curiously.
"Oscar," Shi Yi chuckled.
"Oscar?" Zhao Wuji asked incredulously.
"Although Oscar is only an auxiliary spirit master, to be honest, I still envy him. He only needs to cling to his superiors, sleep more when he has nothing to do, and can keep up with his training if he has good talent. To be honest, I also want to live like this, so that I can have more time to study what I want to study." Shi Yi said softly.
As a modern social animal, Shi Yi certainly understands how happy such a life is.
Zhao Wuji also roughly understood Shi Yi after looking at him. To put it simply, although Shi Yi's strength is good, he is not a warmonger.
"Then why are you still practicing so hard?" Zhao Wuji asked Shi Yi.
"There are many things I want to do. If someone interferes with what I want to do, then I can also learn a little bit of boxing and kicking." Shi Yi chuckled.
Zhao Wuji looked at Shi Yi helplessly after hearing this. He understood Shi Yi's train of thought.
Shi Yi continued, "Actually, if it weren't for the Dean's sake, I wouldn't have bothered to say what I said last night. There's really no benefit in offending them for no reason. I'll just go along for the ride. Anyway, according to my assessment, you'll make a move eventually."
Zhao Wuji looked at Shi Yi. This student made him feel incredibly daunted. It was because Shi Yi always did the right thing, to the point of being completely unanswerable. But this kind of correctness could never be integrated into the Shrek community.
"No wonder I always felt like Tang San wasn't too close to you, my senior brother," Zhao Wuji said pointedly to Shi Yi.
Shi Yi smiled slightly and said, "I'm different from Xiao San. Even if some choices are wrong for him, Xiao San will choose to be more tolerant. He is willing to pay for the mistakes of others. Of course, the premise is that these people must have a certain value.
If the Shrek classmates were just some normal spirit masters, Xiao San would not have chosen to participate in the battle last night, because in his heart, my weight is greater than that of ordinary spirit masters."
Zhao Wuji frowned slightly upon hearing this and said, "Is this how you interpret your junior brother?"
"Teacher Zhao, you also know that I am a person who can see clearly. I have a scale in my heart to judge how others treat me. I understand Xiao San more deeply than you think." Shi Yi chuckled.
Then he said nothing more, drank the tea on the table, and waited for his breakfast.
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