"Academy is my home; honor depends on us all."
To Wu Changkong, who had already lost the woman he loved, Shrek Academy was the pillar of his heart. His teacher and his students were his untouchable inverse scale.
Right now, Wu Changkong no longer wanted to care about right or wrong. All he wanted to do was make this Soul King, who had dared insult the academy and his teacher, pay the price for his wild words.
"This move really does work on a diehard Shrek Academy loyalist like Wu Changkong." Off to the side, Cai Xukun looked at Wu Changkong, who had clearly gotten a little carried away, and thought to himself.
To people like them, who had a mysterious confidence in Shrek Academy's honor and would swear to defend that honor to the death, those words of his were probably no less than digging up the graves of the other party's ancestors eighteen generations back.
Frankly speaking, Cai Xukun could not understand this kind of behavior either. It was practically like they had been brainwashed.
"First Soul Skill: Frost Mark."
As the Skyfrost Sword in Wu Changkong's hand swept out, countless fine white threads flew forth, slashing toward Cai Xukun. During their flight, those fine white threads actually began to merge, turning into a small white blade of light.
This was also Frost Mark, but because of Wu Changkong's exquisite control over Soul Power, this soul skill had undergone a different variation. That small white blade of light was formed from hundreds upon thousands of Frost Marks combined together.
"This kind of probing attack is completely useless against me."
Facing this attack, Cai Xukun did not react in the slightest. Attacking with only his First Soul Skill—just how much did Wu Changkong look down on him?
"First Soul