Chapter 116 Shrek's Total Annihilation Chapter 116 Shrek Academy's Total Annihilation
"Rongrong, watch out!"
Zhu Zhuqing shouted, then tackled Ning Rongrong to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
An arrow struck a nearby rock, creating a violent explosion.
The Soul Master world's evaluation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can be summed up in one sentence: the most powerful auxiliary weapon spirit across the entire continent.
Therefore, everyone has summarized a rule of thumb: when your opponent has a Soul Master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, kill them immediately!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Three figures simultaneously pounced on Zhu Zhuqing—two Soul Venerables and one Great Soul Master.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and her second Soul Ring lit up. Her figure shifted and moved swiftly, unleashing the Netherworld Hundred Claws to simultaneously block the two Soul Masters.
At the same time, Ning Rongrong's first and second Soul Rings lit up, and two beams of seven-colored light simultaneously entered Zhu Zhuqing's body.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure suddenly accelerated, instantly slicing through the Great Soul Master's throat.
"Old Wang!" A Soul Venerable was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned fierce.
He hadn't expected this girl, only a Great Soul Master, to be so ruthless.
Immediately, his soul power surged, and he wielded his giant sword spirit, slashing towards Ning Rongrong.
He hadn't forgotten his target.
"Whoosh!"
Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed; her first soul ring lit up, and she instantly charged in front of Ning Rongrong, using the final strike of the Netherworld Hundred Claws to slam the giant sword hard.
"Ugh!" The giant sword spirit master groaned, clearly injured.
"That speed! She really is only a Great Soul Master!" The giant sword spirit master's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Brother Li, are you alright?" Another spirit master, whose spirit was a dagger, asked with concern.
"Pah!" The giant sword spirit master spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Her speed is too fast, let's join forces!"
With that, his third soul ring lit up, and his aura became fierce.
"Whoosh!" The giant sword spirit master's speed suddenly increased, swinging his spirit towards Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned cold, her mental focus reaching its peak.
She had only used her speed to catch them off guard. Now, facing two Soul Masters at full strength, she dared not be careless.
If it were a few months ago, facing several Soul Masters head-on, Zhu Zhuqing would have already fled. After all, with her speed, probably none of the Soul Masters present could stop her.
However, seeing Ning Rongrong's pale face, Zhu Zhuqing temporarily abandoned her escape plan.
"Bang!"
A violent collision sounded as Dai Mubai's tiger claw and a bear paw collided heavily.
At this moment, Dai Mubai had activated his third Soul Skill. His entire body was covered in white tiger fur, with black stripes on his skin, making him look like a humanoid Soul Beast.
The brown bear Soul Master also unleashed his strongest move, his muscles bulging, his height increasing to two and a half meters, his three Soul Rings flashing alternately, releasing a domineering aura.
Tigers and brown bears are both Martial Souls with both offense and defense.
Although the brown bear Soul Master's first Soul Ring was only ten years old, this slight difference was not enough for Dai Mubai to defeat him in a short time.
"Whoosh!"
Dai Mubai stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, taking a step back.
The next moment, a violent explosion rang out where he had been standing.
"Kid, you're pretty good at dodging!" the Soul Master with the Fireball Martial Soul taunted.
As his words fell, his second Soul Ring began to glow. The surrounding air gradually distorted, and dozens of fireballs slowly appeared and rotated around him.
"Go!" The Fireball Soul Master pointed with his right hand, and dozens of flames swiftly smashed towards Dai Mubai.
"Damn it!"
Dai Mubai's eyes narrowed sharply, and his first Soul Skill lit up, activating the White Tiger Protective Shield.
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of violent explosions rang out, and an area of more than ten meters around Dai Mubai turned into a sea of fire.
After the explosions, Dai Mubai's upper garment was completely torn to shreds. He was covered in soot, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Clearly, even with the White Tiger Protective Shield, taking this attack head-on had still injured his body.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar were not in good shape either.
Although Oscar is a Soul Master, he is only a support-type Soul, especially since his Martial Soul is a sausage.
Food-type Martial Souls are generally used for supplies. Unless distributed to teammates in advance, they have no chance to fight on the actual battlefield.
Oscar tried several times to send the sausage out, but was interrupted each time.
At this point, he could only use his third soul skill to accelerate the sausage's movement. He barely escaped the pursuit of a Grand Soul Master.
Ma Hongjun, facing the combined attack of three Grand Soul Masters, was already overwhelmed.
If it weren't for the strange nature of his flames, making it difficult for them to get close, Ma Hongjun would probably have already collapsed.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun's forehead was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily. The power of the Evil Fire Phoenix was undeniable, but the resulting consumption of soul power was also extremely severe.
On the other side, Tang San, using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps, had his eyes completely covered in a layer of purple light.
His first soul ring shone brightly, and countless Blue Silver Grasses swarmed up from the ground, entangling the enemies before him.
Blue Silver Entanglement wasn't very effective against experienced Soul Master mercenaries. The fragile Blue Silver Grass could only restrain them for a moment.
However, what Tang San needed was precisely this instant opportunity to strike.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Dozens of cold lights burst forth from Tang San's hands, shooting towards the eyes, throats, hearts, and genitals of the two Soul Masters.
Each strike aimed directly at a vital point!
"Ah!" One Soul Master couldn't react in time and was struck directly in the throat.
His body fell straight down, blood gushing from his neck, and within a few breaths, he was lifeless.
"Fifth Brother!"
the skinny man exclaimed, his eyes instantly turning blood red, a surge of soul power erupting from his body.
His martial soul was the Skull Bow, and a sinister soul power gathered on it. The next moment, his third and fourth soul rings shone simultaneously.
Upon seeing this, the mercenaries stopped attacking at the same time and scattered. Clearly, they were also extremely wary of the skinny man's attack.
"Third Soul Skill: Arrow Rain from Above!" "Fourth Soul
Skill: Soul Power Erosion!"
The next moment, the skinny man's arrow shot into the air, and a cloud of black mist exploded. Then, countless arrows rained down, covering the entire open space.
Tang San narrowed his eyes, using the Ghost Shadow Steps to retreat swiftly.
"Bang! Bang!" Several fireballs blocked Tang San's retreat, forcing him back into the rain of arrows.
At the same time, Dai Mubai and the others were caught in the crossfire, unable to dodge. They had no choice but to push their soul power to its limit to defend against the attack.
"Huh? This rain doesn't seem to do any harm?" Ma Hongjun, hit by several rain arrows, looked at his unharmed arm and exclaimed in surprise.
However, the next moment, he suddenly felt a strong sense of weakness. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Fatty!" Dai Mubai shouted.
Suddenly, Dai Mubai also realized with horror that his soul power was being rapidly eroded. Within a few breaths, his White Tiger Martial Soul could no longer be maintained.
The others were in similar situations, their Martial Soul possession state broken under the erosion of the rain of arrows.
At this moment, the skinny man noticed Tang San's restless right hand.
"Hmph, still trying to be clever!"
The skinny man's eyes narrowed, and two sharp arrows shot out swiftly, piercing directly through Tang San's palm.
"Ah!" Tang San cried out in pain.
He instinctively tried to activate his Xuan Tian Gong, but he found that the rain greatly hindered its operation.
At this point, all the Shrek Academy members were rendered powerless.
"Boss, should we kill them directly or..."
The Greatsword Soul Master pointed meaningfully at the two girls.
The skinny man stroked his chin, his gaze fixed on Ning Rongrong, his eyes gleaming with lust.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, everyone line up behind me!"
"Awooo!" The mercenaries immediately let out a series of howls.
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face turned deathly pale, and she almost fainted.
"Boss, I want to be first in line for this cat-eared girl!" At this moment, a clear and melodious voice rang out.
"Hmm?" The skinny man turned around and frowned as he looked at the mercenary in front of him.
The person in front of him was somewhat unfamiliar, although he was also wearing a uniform. But why was he wearing sunglasses so late at night?
"What's your name, kid?"
The mercenary smirked and said, "Boss, I'm Tang Wu, I've been training for two and a half days!"
(End of Chapter)
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1.8times+Chapter 117 The Iron Fist of Justice Chapter 117 The Iron Fist of Justice
"Tang Wu?"
The skinny man stroked his chin, seemingly considering whether this name was among the team members for this operation.
Suddenly, he abruptly raised his head, pointed at 'Tang Wu,' and shouted sharply, "Take him down!"
The Soul Master closest to Tang Wu hadn't even reacted yet. Suddenly, he felt a strong gust of wind ring in his ear.
"Bang!"
The next moment, a burst of blood erupted.
The Soul Master's head exploded like a burst balloon, blood splattering everywhere, and several people around him were all affected.
The mercenaries' reaction was incredibly fast; everyone activated their Martial Souls almost simultaneously.
However, the next moment, another explosion rang out.
Everyone looked closely and saw that Tang Wu's right fist had already pierced through a Soul Master's chest.
"Tang Wu, what a wicked name. It's him! But isn't his Martial Soul the White Tiger?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the rampaging 'Tang Wu,' a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
Then, taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on Lu Feng, she quietly pulled a small medicine bottle from her chest.
"Boy, who are you?!" The skinny man shouted angrily at Lu Feng, who was displaying his might.
His eyes flashed, and several Soul Venerables quietly dispersed, gradually forming an encirclement.
"Rip!"
Lu Feng tore a large strip of cloth from the corpse beneath him and wiped the blood off his hands.
He looked at the skinny man's tense expression and smiled slightly. "Skinny, you really have a bad memory. We met a few years ago."
"Back then, you and a fat guy were guarding the gate together." Lu Feng added with a smile.
"Guarding the gate?" The skinny man stroked his chin and pondered.
Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. "You're that little thief from back then!"
Lu Feng said with a faint smile. "I never thought that the skinny guy who guarded the gate back then would rise to this position today."
"Little thief, speaking of which, I really owe my current status to you."
The skinny man sneered and said viciously, "In return, I'll send you to hell!" As soon as
the skinny man finished speaking, several Soul Venerables surrounded him.
Leading the group were two powerful attack-type beast soul masters, one with a brown bear spirit and the other with a bull spirit.
Their combined six spirit rings lit up almost simultaneously.
The soul master with the brown bear spirit was the same one who had fought Dai Mubai earlier.
At this moment, his skin glowed with a rich brown light. His body suddenly swelled, his arms as thick as tree trunks, and his hand rose high, creating a whooshing sound as he slammed it down towards Lu Feng's head.
On the other side, the bull spirit master was equally aggressive.
He crouched slightly, his muscles taut, his legs firmly planted in the ground like iron pillars.
Simultaneously, his eyes flashed blood-red, and he exhaled heavily from his nostrils, like a bull about to charge.
The next moment, he moved.
He clenched his fist, and with unstoppable momentum, slammed it towards Lu Feng's temple. The fist whistled, compressing the air with a sharp sound.
Facing the combined attack of the two, Lu Feng did not dodge.
His chest puffed out, his third spirit ring shone, and a surge of powerful spirit energy erupted from his body.
"Crack! Crack!"
A series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds rang out as Lu Feng's muscles bulged dramatically, almost bursting his clothes.
Clearly, the clothes were specially made.
Just as the attacks of the two Spirit Masters were about to hit Lu Feng, a layer of intense golden light surged from his body, directly blasting the two away.
"Damn it!"
Dai Mubai couldn't help but curse as he looked at Lu Feng, who seemed like a god of war descending to earth.
He had fought the Brown Bear Spirit Master before, and although he was confident of defeating him, that was only in a one-on-one situation.
Facing the combined attack of two Spirit Masters, especially experienced mercenaries, Dai Mubai felt that it was already quite good that he hadn't been defeated immediately.
Now, looking at the imposing Lu Feng, Dai Mubai suddenly felt a pang of regret.
Going against him seemed to have been a mistake.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two consecutive collisions rang out as the bodies of the two Spirit Masters slammed heavily onto the ground.
"Ptooey!"
The brown bear soul master scrambled to his feet, spitting out the dirt.
He looked up at Lu Feng, only to see the latter bathed in a golden light, as if gilded.
Contrasting with this golden light, the dense black soul power in Lu Feng's fists was almost tangible. His eyes had turned blood red, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.
Golden Body.
Black Fist.
Bloodshot Eyes.
It's hard to imagine that these completely opposite attributes could coexist in a single Soul Master.
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of explosions rang out.
Within a few breaths, three more Soul Masters fell.
The next moment, the Brown Bear Soul Master's eyes narrowed sharply.
Before he could even use his defensive Soul Skill, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then completely lost consciousness.
"What I hate most is people who hide behind others and shoot arrows from behind."
"Crack!" Lu Feng gripped the skinny man's neck with his right hand, and with a forceful pull, ended his sinful life.
"Bang!"
Lu Feng casually tossed the skinny man's body aside. Thus, the mercenary group of more than ten people was completely wiped out.
Neatly and orderly, they went to meet the Angel God.
"Are you alright?" Lu Feng walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side and asked with concern.
This was his roommate, good friend, and long-term meal card holder; Lu Feng didn't want anything to happen to her.
In fact, Lu Feng had already found the Shrek Seven Devils a few days earlier.
A few days ago, Lu Feng returned to the hotel and discovered that the waiter had poisoned his food. He subdued his opponent with a swift move and learned the Dark-Skinned Mercenary Group's plan.
To prevent his brothers from accidentally encountering a high-quality soul beast, Lu Feng even deliberately brought a Ghost-Faced Spider to their front. He
had been observing from the shadows while the mercenary group made their move,
wanting to see the results of Zhu Zhuqing's training.
However, it seemed this little girl still needed some tutelage.
"I...I'm fine." Looking at Lu Feng covered in blood and smelling the stench in the air, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly felt her breathing become rapid.
"Ugh!"
The next moment, she grabbed Lu Feng's arm and vomited violently.
Zhu Zhuqing's actions seemed to be the trigger. The others trembled and began to vomit as well.
Even Tang San was no exception.
Instantly killing opponents, either smashing their heads or piercing their chests with a fist. That scene of gushing blood was deeply etched in the minds of everyone at Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai had seen blood before, but he had never witnessed such bloody and cruel methods.
In particular, after killing someone, Lu Feng showed absolutely no remorse, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.
It was as if he were born to represent justice.
At this moment, Tang San raised his head, his face still somewhat pale.
Tang San looked at the familiar face before him, yet it felt so foreign, as if he were seeing Lu Feng for the first time.
"Such formidable strength! What has Lu Feng been through all these years?"
Tang San clenched his fists, recalling his own past, a bizarre thought suddenly rising in his mind, "All these years I've spent studying theory at the academy, forging iron in the blacksmith's shop, have I wasted my time?"
"Alright, you've vomited enough, let's go." Lu Feng crossed his arms and said calmly.
"You...you're a devil!" Ning Rongrong said, patting her chest and panting.
Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, walked up to Ning Rongrong, and grinned, "Devil? Nobody cuts in line now, I'll show you what a real devil is!"
With that, Lu Feng rushed forward and hoisted Ning Rongrong onto his shoulder.
"You bastard, let me go!" Ning Rongrong was both ashamed and angry, weakly pounding Lu Feng's back with her hands.
"Slap!"
Lu Feng slapped Ning Rongrong's buttocks, instantly silencing her.
"I...I'm fine now, I can walk by myself."
Meeting Lu Feng's malicious gaze, Zhu Zhuqing quickly waved her hands, indicating that she had recovered.
Seeing this, Lu Feng's lips curled into a sly smile, "That's not up to you!"
Then, he directly picked up Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, carried Ning Rongrong on his back, and strode away from the woods.
Seeing this, the rest of the Shrek Seven Devils also quickly got up and left the place.
The group helped each other, and after witnessing such a bloody scene, their legs were weak, with Oscar being supported by Dai Mubai and Tang San.
Passing a large rock, Lu Feng paused slightly. He turned his head, glanced at the shadow of the rock, and then disappeared into the woods with a few leaps.
Once everyone had completely disappeared, several figures emerged from the shadows.
"Seventh Master, that kid seems to have spotted us." (
Chapter 2, to be released at noon.
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1.8times+Chapter 118 Zhu Zhuqing's Little Thoughts Chapter 118 Zhu Zhuqing's Little Thoughts
"Hmph, an interesting kid." The leading man snorted coldly.
This man's physique could be described as imposing.
His face was somewhat withered, his skin shriveled, but his entire body frame was astonishingly large, his terrifying height at least three meters.
This man was named Gu Lin, the son of the Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and also the sworn brother of the sect master Ning Fengzhi, ranking seventh. People in the sect generally respectfully called him Seventh Master. He
was also an eighty-two-level Soul Douluo powerhouse.
As the most talented direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in nearly a hundred years, Ning Rongrong always had at least one Soul Douluo protecting her wherever she went.
Otherwise, how could Ning Fengzhi let her run away alone?
In the Star Dou Great Forest, when Shrek Academy encountered the Titan Giant Ape, Gu Lin was ready to make a move. But as soon as he summoned his martial soul, his little princess was carried away.
When Ning Rongrong was surrounded by the Black and Thin Mercenary Group, Gu Lin did not choose to intervene immediately.
First, he wanted to temper Ning Rongrong's temperament.
As the saying goes, "A hundred words are useless when people teach a person; but an action teaches a person, and it will resonate deeply.
" Gu Lin was helpless against this 'little devil' of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, hoping to use this opportunity to help Ning Rongrong mature quickly.
Secondly, Gu Lin had already discovered Lu Feng lurking in the shadows, and he wanted to take the opportunity to witness Lu Feng's true strength.
Unexpectedly, Lu Feng gave him a huge surprise.
"Seventh Master, that brat dared to treat the little princess like that! He simply doesn't respect our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!" said the thin Soul Master with a small mustache.
"Oh, then why don't you go teach him a lesson?" Gu Lin teased.
"Chen Chen, kid, don't let your level 51 Soul King status fool you. I guarantee you're no match for that kid's one-handed attack."
"What!"
Chen Chen was immediately displeased. "Seventh Master, I'm the third-best swordsman in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a true disciple of my grandfather and father."
He said somewhat aggrievedly, "But then again, Seventh Master, you're a Soul Douluo. How could a junior like me not believe you?"
"Hmph, your sarcastic remarks are just as good as your father's! How about we make a bet?"
"Oh, what's the bet?" Chen Chen became interested.
"We'll bet on whether you can last ten minutes against that kid's full power. If you can, then you're amazing!"
"Alright, it's a deal!"
In a small courtyard in the west of Soto City,
Zhu Zhuqing took a few quick steps, her soul power surging, and swung her claws fiercely at a wooden stake.
"Crack!"
The wooden stake shattered, sending wood chips flying.
Lu Feng, hands behind his back, walked to the stake and examined the remaining frame.
"Speed is sufficient, but attack is lacking," Lu Feng shook his head, offering a fair assessment.
Zhu Zhuqing frowned upon hearing this, then prepared to move on to the next stake.
The Netherworld Cat martial soul excels at speed, with relatively weaker attack power.
Since it has a weakness, she would train it.
Zhu Zhuqing had never shied away from this weakness. She clearly knew that her situation did not allow her to have any flaws.
"Stop for a moment,"
Lu Feng waved his hand, signaling Zhu Zhuqing to stop.
"Training isn't urgent. Let's review the battles that happened the past two days."
Zhu Zhuqing deactivated her martial soul possession and looked at Lu Feng intently.
These past two days, the thought of those bloody scenes still made her feel a little uneasy. However, she also knew that as a soul master, she would have to experience this day sooner or later.
Zhu Zhuqing was only feeling physically nauseous. If she encountered that group of mercenaries again, she would still unleash her claws without hesitation.
"Do you think you can handle an ordinary Soul Master with your current strength?" Lu Feng asked calmly.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded without hesitation. "Yes."
She silently assessed her own condition. After this period of training and that life-or-death battle, her soul power had reached level twenty-eight.
"What if I were facing an attack from two Soul Masters? Take that giant sword Soul Master and dagger Soul Master from a couple of days ago as an example."
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and pondered seriously.
The quality of those two Soul Masters wasn't particularly high, but the difference in soul power was still significant. Moreover, their combat experience was considerable; almost every attack they made was a killing blow.
Zhu Zhuqing raised her head and said seriously, "I'm no match for them, even with Rongrong's help. However, if I wanted to escape, they couldn't stop me."
"Then why didn't you escape then?" Lu Feng asked with a faint smile.
In fact, Lu Feng had already discovered Gu Lin and the others. He didn't discover them himself, but rather Luo Wupao's keen sense of smell.
"In that situation, what use could a desperate Great Soul Master like you be?" Lu Feng said calmly.
"If you had just run away, those mercenary groups would definitely have hesitated to act, at least they wouldn't dare to harm Ning Rongrong again."
Zhu Zhuqing frowned. "I know these principles, but how could I abandon my companions unless absolutely necessary?"
"Are you betting that I will definitely appear? Or are you betting that Ning Rongrong has a powerful bodyguard?" Lu Feng crossed his arms and said teasingly.
"Given Rongrong's status, it's impossible for her not to have a protector by her side." Zhu Zhuqing retorted, not to be outdone.
"Foolish!"
"You think you're so clever by handing your life over to someone else?"
"Even if you're sure there are reinforcements, did you protect yourself before that?" Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
In Lu Feng's view, Zhu Zhuqing's fighting was flawless, especially her lightning strike that eliminated one of the opponent's Soul Masters.
However, her biggest mistake was that she shouldn't have attacked; she should have just run away.
"I..."
Zhu Zhuqing was speechless for a moment.
She had actually already found an opening and was ready to escape at any time.
However, she didn't expect the skinny Soul Master to have a wide-range arrow rain attack.
"I...I sensed you," Zhu Zhuqing said weakly.
"I felt my Martial Soul cheering. You were near the forest at the time. You must have come to find me, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, a blush quietly rising on her face.
Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to admit it, she felt her heart race as soon as she saw Lu Feng.
This wasn't lust at first sight, but a call from her Martial Soul.
"Perhaps, I came to Soto City just to meet him," Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself, her breathing quickening.
She raised her head and mustered her courage to ask, "Did you come to see me?"
Her face flushed slightly, her eyes filled with anticipation.
"…"
Lu Feng frowned upon seeing this.
This little girl's sudden move was a bit unexpected.
"Ahem."
Lu Feng coughed lightly and said seriously, "Miss Zhuqing, let's stick to a purely monetary transaction. As for other matters, we can discuss them later."
"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her voice barely audible.
"I'm going to the academy now."
Then, Zhu Zhuqing fled the courtyard as if running away.
On the street, Zhu Zhuqing walked quickly, head down.
"Damn it! I was rejected?"
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists and quickened her pace.
"Bang!"
She accidentally bumped into a pedestrian.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhu Zhuqing quickly apologized.
She looked up; the person in front of her was a man in his forties. He was a little over 1.6 meters tall, with dark skin, wearing a yellow vest and baggy shorts.
Zhu Zhuqing instinctively felt that this man didn't seem like a good person.
She immediately bowed to the middle-aged man again and quickly ran away.
The middle-aged man watched Zhu Zhuqing's retreating figure, rubbing his chest where he had been bumped. Then he put his hand to his nose, sniffed it, and a lewd smile appeared on his face.
(End of Chapter)
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1.8times+Chapter 119 The Arrival of Yu Xiaogang Chapter 119 Yu Xiaogang's Arrival
Shrek Academy, Dean's Office.
Thick curtains were drawn, letting in no sunlight. The strong smell of liquor filled the air, filling the small space.
Several bottles lay scattered on the floor, shards of glass gleaming faintly in the dim light.
Flander slumped in his chair, his eyes glazed, clearly drunk. His hair was disheveled, his usual shrewd and capable demeanor completely gone.
Zhao Wuji was dead.
This news was like a bombshell, sending shockwaves through Flander's heart.
He couldn't accept this cruel reality.
His good brother, who had fought alongside him, who had strived for the future of Shrek Academy, the imposing "Immovable King," was gone so suddenly.
"Why...why did this happen?"
Flander trembled as he reached out, picked up another bottle, twisted the cap off forcefully, and took a large gulp.
The spicy liquid flowed down his throat, burning his internal organs. But compared to the pain in his heart, it seemed insignificant.
"What kind of soul beast is it that even a Title Douluo can't do anything to it?" Flander muttered to himself, his voice filled with endless sorrow and confusion.
"That should be a Titan Giant Ape." A somewhat stiff voice came from outside the door.
"Creak."
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in. His face was stiff, and his eyes looked somewhat dull, but his back was straight.
"Cough cough." The middle-aged man coughed heavily a few times, looking at Flander slumped in the chair, his brows furrowed.
"Flander, how much have you drunk?"
Flander looked up at the newcomer, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Xiao Gang, when did you arrive?"
As he spoke, Flander put down the bottle in his hand, took a deep breath, and tried to sober up.
He stood up unsteadily, although his body was still swaying due to the alcohol, his eyes gradually became clear.
Yu Xiaogang walked to the window and with a 'whoosh,' pulled back the curtains.
Instantly, blinding sunlight flooded the room, and Flander instinctively raised his right hand to shield his eyes.
"Flander, I've heard about Zhao Wuji. Everyone dies eventually; please accept my condolences," Yu Xiaogang said earnestly.
In his memory, Flander had never been an alcoholic.
"Xiao Gang, I... cough cough cough!"
Flander coughed heavily a few times. "Xiao Gang, what kind of soul beast is the Titan Giant Ape you mentioned earlier?"
Yu Xiaogang's face showed a solemn expression. "The Titan Giant Ape is one of the most powerful races among soul beasts. A thousand-year-old giant ape can rival an ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beast."
"The soul beast that Zhao Wuji and the others encountered was over twenty meters long, and its age was at least eighty thousand years."
"Eighty thousand years!"
Flander exclaimed in surprise, then a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. "Soul beasts of this age should live in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest. How could they have come to the outer area?"
Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "This time, it's already a miracle that the students were able to escape."
"Sigh, speaking of which, Xiao Wu was born with full soul power. It's such a pity." Flander sighed helplessly.
Suddenly, he remembered something and said to Yu Xiaogang, "Xiaogang, Tang San hasn't been in good spirits these past few days. No matter how we try to persuade him, he won't listen. Luckily, you, his master, came."
"Oh? Take me to see him quickly," Yu Xiaogang said hastily.
Hearing that his disciple was in trouble, he could no longer maintain his composed expression.
Behind the dormitory on the hillside.
A dozen or so wooden stakes stood sparsely on the open ground, not in a row, but clustered together in groups of three or five.
A cold glint flashed across Tang San's face. His first spirit ring shone, and thick blue silver grass grew from the ground, like arms, binding the dozen or so stakes simultaneously.
First Spirit Skill: Blue Silver Entanglement!
At this moment, Tang San's eyes were covered with a pale purple layer, and his Xuan Tian Gong was activated to its limit.
The next moment, he moved.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
His hands simultaneously turned jade-colored, flashing swiftly from his waist, and a series of hidden weapons, gleaming with a chilling light, shot out.
In an instant, more than a dozen hidden weapons seemed to explode from his body, scattering in all directions.
Some flew straight, some diagonally, and some in arcs.
Almost instantly, each hidden weapon seemed to have eyes, firmly embedding itself in the wooden stake.
"Huff~"
Tang San gasped for breath, large drops of sweat dripping from his forehead. After launching those hidden weapons, he had less than ten percent of his soul power left.
Tang San looked somewhat disheveled, but his face shone with a bright red of excitement.
"I did it! I did it!"
"One Thousand and One Nights, the fourth-ranked hidden weapon technique of the Tang Clan, I've finally mastered it!" Tang San shouted excitedly.
To practice this move, one needed to integrate other hidden weapon techniques.
At the beginning, one had to practice launching three hidden weapons simultaneously, attacking the same target in a straight line, diagonal line, and arc respectively.
Then it was six,
twelve,
and so on, until one thousand and one, before one could be considered to have completely mastered this technique.
Tang San recalled the situation in the grove, facing more than a dozen enemies at the same time, and besides this move, Tang San couldn't think of any other way to deal with it.
"Lu Feng, now I have the same strength as you again!"
Tang San looked at the hidden weapon deeply embedded in the wooden stake, and couldn't help but grin.
The wooden stakes were deliberately placed by Tang San, recalling the mercenaries' positions. Each of these hidden weapons was deeply embedded in the wood, targeting vital areas like the eyes and throat.
Tang San envisioned that unless the enemy activated their third soul skill immediately, they would be instantly killed.
"Hmm?" Tang San walked to a wooden stake, his brow furrowed.
This stake was darker in color, representing the skinny Soul Master. Because the opponent had high soul power, Tang San had assigned him three hidden weapons.
"The power of these hidden weapons seems insufficient."
Tang San gently pulled the hidden weapon from the stake, leaving only a shallow mark.
"And this one..."
"If I remember correctly, the enemy here is a defensive type."
Tang San checked the marks on each stake, but the results were somewhat different from his expectations.
"Huff~"
Tang San lay down weakly on the grass.
The scene of Lu Feng's rampage, his violent fists, kept flashing through Tang San's mind, refusing to leave.
Tang San realized that if he continued practicing the One Thousand and One Nights, he would need at least another year to reach Lu Feng's level.
"Damn it! Why has he become so strong!"
Tang San slammed his fist on the ground.
It would be a lie to say Tang San wasn't envious of Lu Feng's strength.
Back at Notting Academy, Tang San had sparred with Lu Feng many times. After each battle, Tang San would always grow significantly, even quickly surpassing his opponent.
But this time, Tang San found himself seemingly unable to catch up.
Tang San stared blankly at the sky, his mind racing.
From his martial soul awakening to Notting Academy. Then he recalled his first encounter with Dai Mubai, and finally, Lu Feng's bloody slaughter in the grove.
The more Tang San thought, the more chaotic his mind became.
Amidst the surging blue light, a patch of emerald green grass appeared in his palm.
"Was my choice to cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul right or wrong?"
"A truly powerful control-type Soul Master needs more than just control effects; their Soul Skills must also possess a certain degree of offensive power."
"I originally thought that hidden weapons could compensate for my weaknesses, but..."
Tang San turned to look at the dozen or so wooden stakes. He realized that the stakes weren't stuck in the grass, but rather like thorns piercing his heart.
Tang San slowly opened his left hand, black light surging, and a small hammer appeared in his palm.
"If I had cultivated this hammer Martial Soul, I wouldn't be so frustrated now."
"Nonsense!"
At this moment, a shout came from not far away.
(End of Chapter)
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Tang San stood up and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw Flander and Yu Xiaogang walking slowly towards him.
"Teacher, when did you arrive?" Tang San asked in surprise.
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, "If I hadn't come, your future would have been ruined! Little San, are you planning to add a spirit ring to your hammer spirit?"
"Teacher, I am indeed considering switching to a second spirit. I feel that my current cultivation speed is a bit slow," Tang San said calmly.
"Little San, why do you have such an idea?" Yu Xiaogang softened his tone and asked suspiciously.
In his memory, Tang San had never been an ambitious person.
"Teacher, do you remember Lu Feng? His current spirit power level is at least level thirty-five."
As he spoke, Tang San clenched his fists.
When he first met Lu Feng in Soto City, Lu Feng only said that his spirit power was level thirty-two, and Tang San believed him at the time.
But after this trip to the forest, Tang San realized just how big the gap was between him and Lu Feng.
"Lu Feng? It's him!" A flash of realization crossed Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He still remembered this troublesome student with innate level five soul power.
"Level thirty-five! How is that possible?" Yu Xiaogang lowered his head, pondering to himself.
A soul master's level, besides relying on meditation and arduous training, depends solely on talent.
According to the records, the highest level recorded for someone with innate level five soul power at age thirteen was level twenty-five.
Now, Lu Feng had actually raised that record by a full ten levels!
An absurd thought flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind, "Was my theory wrong?"
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, and a new thought rose in his mind, "Lu Feng definitely has a soul bone! And its age is definitely no less than ten thousand years!"
"Yes! That must be it!" A flash of realization crossed Yu Xiaogang's eyes, and his face returned to its indifferent expression.
"Ahem." Yu Xiaogang coughed lightly, then said seriously, "Little San, have you forgotten all the cultivation principles I taught you?"
Tang San straightened up immediately upon hearing this, saying, "Be down-to-earth and avoid being overly ambitious."
Yu Xiaogang's gaze narrowed slightly. "Little San, if you switch to cultivating your second spirit now, your strength can indeed rise significantly in a short time."
"However, if you cultivate your Blue Silver Grass to level 50 before cultivating your second spirit, you will obtain nine ten-thousand-year spirit rings!"
Yu Xiaogang said calmly, "Imagine the scene then. What are the setbacks you are experiencing now?"
Hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up, as if he had been enlightened.
"Yes, so what if I'm currently being suppressed by Lu Feng? It's not the first time anyway."
"Once I complete my second spirit cultivation, I won't even need to put Lu Feng, let alone the Pope of the Spirit Hall, in my eyes!"
"But..."
His former companion, who was inferior to him, had now surpassed him.
Tang San found this feeling somewhat unacceptable.
"Hoo,"
he took a deep breath, calming himself.
"A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. In my past life, I was able to refine the Buddha's Wrath Lotus all by myself. In this life, I will surely shine brightly in martial soul cultivation!"
Tang San nodded and smiled at Yu Xiaogang, "Teacher, thank you for your guidance, I understand."
The next day.
"Hey! Today's breakfast looks good!"
Ma Hongjun was the first to rush into the cafeteria, his mouth watering at the enticing aroma of meat.
"Are you the new chef?"
Ma Hongjun asked, looking at Yu Xiaogang wearing a chef's hat.
Yu Xiaogang picked up a large bowl, scooped two large spoonfuls from the bubbling pot of meat, and handed them to Ma Hongjun.
"Eat up. You kids are all growing, how can you withstand such a huge amount of soul power without a healthy body?"
Ma Hongjun took the bowl and muttered, "Could it be that some idiot got swindled out of a lot of money by their teacher again?"
Then, Ma Hongjun grabbed two steamed buns from the plate next to him and sat down to eat.
A little while later, the remaining boys entered the cafeteria one by one, all shocked by Flander's 'generosity'.
This simple breakfast alone would normally be enough for half a month's food expenses for the academy.
"Where are your two classmates?" Yu Xiaogang asked, looking at the four who had already finished breakfast.
He remembered Flander saying that there were two other girls in the academy, one of whom was a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Teacher, Zhu Qing and Rongrong usually train separately. They only train with us during regular training sessions," Tang San explained.
"Nonsense!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice immediately rose several decibels upon hearing this.
"You are a team. If you can't share weal and woe, how can we entrust your backs to your teammates on the battlefield?"
"Flander is really something, he doesn't know how to discipline anyone!"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's furious outburst, the group was stunned. They'd never seen anyone dare to berate the dean in the academy before.
At that moment, Oscar secretly tugged at Tang San's sleeve. "Little San, who is this slightly weathered-looking uncle...?"
"Little Oscar, he's my teacher, a renowned sage. All the Soul Masters on the continent respectfully call him Master," Tang San said with a smile.
"Master!" Oscar exclaimed.
"No wonder you're so powerful, Little San, especially your hidden weapons—it turns out you were taught by a Master!"
In his view, a Master who could cultivate a disciple like Tang San must be an extraordinary powerhouse.
Oscar even considered whether he should also pay homage to this Master.
He didn't aspire to learn Tang San's superb skills; he just needed some means of self-preservation.
After breakfast, the bell rang precisely on time, summoning all the students to the academy's playground.
"Alright, everyone's here. Now I have something to announce."
Flander walked to Grandmaster's side, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Let me formally introduce you all. This is Mr. Yu Xiaogang, who single-handedly published the 'Ten Theories of Martial Souls,' and is hailed as Grandmaster."
"He is also Tang San's teacher, and an old brother I've known for decades."
Upon hearing the name Grandmaster, a hint of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes.
"Yu Xiaogang? It's him!"
Ning Rongrong turned her gaze to Tang San, "Could the rumors be wrong that he could cultivate such an outstanding disciple as Tang San? Or is it just a case of the same name?"
At this moment, Flander said, "From today onwards, your teaching will be entirely under Grandmaster's responsibility. We other teachers will cooperate with Grandmaster. Do you have any questions?"
After he finished speaking, no one objected.
Yu Xiaogang nodded, his stiff face as always.
He looked at the six students in front of him and said calmly, "The academy only has six students, so in my eyes you are a whole. Since we are a whole, we should advance and retreat together." "
Now, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, step forward and tell me why you didn't come to the cafeteria for breakfast this morning!" Yu Xiaogang shouted sternly.
"Do you want special treatment? Or do you think your talents are so outstanding that you can look down on everyone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the playground fell silent.
Oscar stood next to Tang San and whispered, "Xiao San, it seems that your teacher is even more powerful than Dean Flander! Will Rongrong and the others be alright?"
Tang San smiled slightly and said, "My teacher is always meticulous in his work. As long as we strictly follow his instructions, there won't be any problems." Tang
San stood tall and proud, his respect for his teacher genuine.
On the other side, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun watched with expressions of anticipation. Ma Hongjun's gaze towards Yu Xiaogang held a hint of admiration.
This teacher dared to provoke the academy's little devil right from the start—he was ruthless!
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward, frowning, and said, "Teacher, is there a problem with me not eating breakfast at the academy? Rongrong has a weak stomach and can't eat hard foods."
She was clever; she didn't bear the burden alone but dragged Ning Rongrong along.
Zhu Zhuqing had heard many rumors about this master.
Things like a useless half-level innate soul power,
a disgrace to the three sects, and
the Pope's rumored boyfriend.
However, in Zhu Zhuqing's opinion, since this master was a friend of the dean and enjoyed his trust, he must have some merit.
Ning Rongrong also stepped forward, saying sweetly, "Zhuqing is right, I was the one who asked her to go to Soto City to buy breakfast. Now what are you going to do?"
Looking at the two "troublemakers" before him, Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly. "Since I'm your teacher, I'll develop some targeted teaching methods.""
I'll treat everyone equally, regardless of who they are."
"Besides cooperating, I don't want to hear any dissenting opinions." As
soon as Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, Tang San straightened up and loudly declared, "Yes!"
The other boys nodded in agreement, indicating they would follow the instructions.
However, Ning Rongrong stood with her hands on her hips and sneered, "Tch, who do you think you are? Even Flander doesn't dare to discipline me, why should I listen to your orders?" Similarly
, Zhu Zhuqing also scrutinized Yu Xiaogang.
She would naturally accept training that benefited her. However, if this person was just a useless, fame-seeking good-for-nothing as rumored,
then she could only apologize.
For a moment, the six Shrek Academy students displayed completely different attitudes.
Yu Xiaogang took in their expressions; he had already communicated with Flander, and their reactions were naturally within his expectations.
"It seems you two have doubts about my teaching?" Yu Xiaogang said with a smile.
"That's right, I admit Tang San is excellent. But that alone doesn't prove you can teach us," Ning Rongrong said arrogantly, arms crossed.
"Very well." Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, raising his voice, "Tang San, step forward."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San took a large step forward.
Yu Xiaogang pointed at Tang San and said, "Didn't you two question my teaching ability?" " Alright, let's make a bet. If the two of you can team up and last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then I won't interfere with your training anymore."
"Of course, Tang San won't use his special hidden weapons or his third soul skill," Yu Xiaogang added.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance and then nodded to each other.
(End of Chapter)
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