Tang San Furiously Slaps Ma Hongjun!

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, Ma Hongjun froze for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Even though Tang San had just sent Yu Xiaogang flying with a punch, Ma Hongjun still showed no sign of taking him seriously.

Even at Shrek Academy, everyone knew that Yu Xiaogang was trash.

Any other Soul Master, so long as he wasn't trash like Yu Xiaogang, could easily crush him.

Flames blazed around Ma Hongjun as he looked at Tang San with eyes full of contempt.

"Ma Hongjun, Martial Soul Evil Fire Phoenix, fourteen years old, level thirty-two Soul Ancestor!"

"Please enlighten me!"

As his words fell, three Soul Rings appeared around Ma Hongjun.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

Ma Hongjun had every reason to be proud. Becoming a Soul Ancestor at fourteen earned him the title of genius.

Who among those able to join Shrek Academy wasn't a little proud?

As he spoke, Ma Hongjun beckoned provocatively with his hand.

"I once heard Grandmaster say your Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass?"

"I really don't know how he could have taken a liking to a Trash Martial Soul!"

"Come on, I'll let you make the first move!"

In Ma Hongjun's view, this guy Tang San was connected to Yu Xiaogang and had Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul. No matter how he looked at it, Tang San couldn't be all that strong.

With his strength, teaching Tang San a lesson would naturally be a piece of cake.

That was what most of the people present thought as well.

Dai Mubai folded his arms and yawned.

"Fatty, hurry up. I still have to hunt Soul Beasts later."

The main reason the group had come out together this time was to find a suitable Soul Beast for Dai Mubai, as well as give the others some practical combat experience.

They had been searching for quite a while, but still hadn't found a suitable Soul Beast.

Ning Rongrong turned her head away, her interest waning, and fixed her gaze on the Light Giant Dragon.

In her view, there was absolutely no uncertainty about the outcome of this fight.

How could a mere Blue Silver Grass possibly defeat the Evil Fire Phoenix?

The quality of a Martial Soul was immensely important in Ning Rongrong's eyes, because she had always taken pride in being an inheritor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Seven Treasure was famous throughout the world for the power of its Martial Soul, so the importance of Martial Soul quality went without saying.

Oscar, meanwhile, followed behind Ning Rongrong, making intermittent attempts to win her favor, only to be met with eye rolls.

In this world, Tang San hadn't joined Shrek Academy, and the bonds among the former Shrek Seven Monsters weren't as close as before.

Ning Rongrong naturally wouldn't take a liking to a Support System Soul Master. She lifted her snowy white chin slightly and wouldn't even give Oscar a proper look.

Of everyone present, only Zhu Zhuqing still remembered that Yu Xiaogang was lying beneath a tree nearby.

Seeing that no one cared about Yu Xiaogang, whose face was already swollen like a pig's head, she sighed, slowly walked over, and helped Gangzi up.

After getting to his feet, Yu Xiaogang ignored the constant, searing pain in his face and roared, "Ma Hongjun!"

"What the fuck are you waiting for? I want to make this guy pay!"

"I'm Grandmaster! I'm a teacher at Shrek Academy! Hit him all you want! Beat him to death!"

"Don't worry about whether he's from Spirit Hall Academy. I'll take care of everything!"

At those words, Ma Hongjun and the others exchanged glances, utterly unconvinced.

What use could a guy like Yu Xiaogang possibly be?

Ma Hongjun, however, had long since been unable to hold back and charged straight forward.

"Don't say I bullied you!"

As he spoke, his Third Soul Skill flashed with light, and he leaped into the air.

Third Soul Skill, Phoenix Ascension!

At the same time, Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, and flames slowly gathered inside. They suddenly converged into a long, thin stream of fire and shot out.

First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!

The Evil Fire Phoenix's flames were of extremely high quality, and their scorching heat instantly charred much of the grass by the river.

Seeing the flames flying toward him, Tang San sneered, a trace of disdain flashing across his face.

He wasn't even afraid of Yan's flames, so why would he fear a piece of trash like Ma Hongjun, who was currently only at a measly level thirty-two?

With a thought, several strands of Blue Silver Grass rose from beneath Tang San's feet.

Swoosh!

The Blue Silver Grass moved with astonishing speed, slicing through the air as it charged straight into the flames.

"Looking for death?"

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun couldn't help raising an eyebrow.

Those with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul were usually Control System Soul Masters. Facing a Power Attack System Soul Master, Tang San wasn't thinking of controlling the field, but clashing head-on instead?

That was downright stupid!

At the thought, a mocking look appeared on Ma Hongjun's face, as if he could already see the fragile Blue Silver Grass being instantly destroyed by his flames.

But as he watched the Blue Silver Grass in midair, he raised an eyebrow, a trace of puzzlement appearing in his eyes.

"Why does this guy's Blue Silver Grass look a little different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass?"

"Are Blue Silver Grass roots and leaves that big?"

Before Ma Hongjun could figure out what was going on, the Blue Silver Grass had already plunged into the flames.

Bang!

A soft sound rang out, and a bizarre sight appeared before everyone, making all those present widen their eyes.

The immensely hot flames clung to the Blue Silver Grass, yet they were like an illusion, unable to do the grass the slightest harm.

The leaves of the Blue Silver Grass remained a vivid green, reflecting the light.

Boom!

The stream of flames was whipped away, and at the same time, the Blue Silver Grass struck at Ma Hongjun.

Only then did Ma Hongjun realize just how terrifying Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was.

Every strand was thick and gnarled, like a python, incredibly nimble yet filled with boundless power.

One strand of Blue Silver Grass held nothing back as it lashed straight at Ma Hongjun's face.

Smack!

A crisp crack rang out as Ma Hongjun was knocked flat on the ground, one side of his face swelling up and several teeth sent flying.

He was instantly stunned, his head spinning as though he had been struck by five bolts of lightning at once. He had no idea what had happened.

"What the fuck, this is Blue Silver Grass?!"

Ma Hongjun knelt on the ground, his head buzzing, unable even to think straight.

It was the first time he had seen Blue Silver Grass that was immune to fire and so terrifying!

Without giving Ma Hongjun a moment to catch his breath, the Blue Silver Grass struck again.

The strands swayed through the air, then came crashing down.

Their target was still Ma Hongjun's face.

Smack!

Smack!

The strands of Blue Silver Grass crossed over one another, slapping Ma Hongjun's face again and again like iron rods.

In just a few blows, they had swollen his face even more than Yu Xiaogang's.

"Stop hitting me... Stop, I give up!"

Although Ma Hongjun still had no idea what was happening, he immediately began pleading for mercy through slurred speech.

He had no choice. Whatever trick lay behind this Blue Silver Grass, the blows to his face hurt like hell.

Snot and tears streamed down Ma Hongjun's face as he knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably. He was just short of kowtowing to Tang San.

"Tang San... no, Third Brother, Third Daddy, I was wrong! Please stop whipping me!"

Only after hearing Ma Hongjun's pleas did Tang San stop. He then turned his gaze to Dai Mubai and the others.

"Any of you want a whipping too?"