What Do I Do When a Soul Douluo Wants to Beat Me Up? Waiting Online, Urgently

Because his Phoenix Martial Soul was a mutated Evil Fire Phoenix.

Ma Hongjun was especially sensitive about people calling him a chicken.

The moment he heard Yu Xiaowei call him a "little chick," his eyes turned red.

"Brothers, get him! Let's teach this bastard a lesson."

Although Ma Hongjun's blood was boiling, he was not stupid. He did not dare take on alone a fierce fighter who had beaten Dai Mubai so badly he could not get out of bed.

Yet after he shouted that, Zhu Zhuqing was the first to take two steps back. After hesitating for a moment, Tang San and Xiao Wu also retreated a few steps together.

Thus, apart from the indignant Ma Hongjun, only Dai Mubai, whose expression kept shifting, and Oscar, who was looking around uncertainly, remained where they were.

Seeing the clearly polarized camps before him, Yu Xiaowei sneered.

"Tsk, tsk."

"Little chick, your brothers and sister sure do love you."

Ma Hongjun also sensed that something was wrong. When he turned and saw Tang San's group of three hiding far away, he immediately could not save face and shouted, "Third Brother, Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, what do you three mean by this?"

"Fatty, don't make things difficult for them."

Dai Mubai looked bitterly at the three who had retreated far away and stopped the enraged Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun might not know why Tang San and the others had backed away, but Dai Mubai understood perfectly well.

Besides, they had only enrolled a few days ago. Asking them to join him in fighting a monster like Yu Xiaowei was clearly asking too much.

The people from Canghui Academy, who had already gone some distance away, saw that Shrek Academy's group had not followed for a long time and turned back.

When Ye Zhiqiu saw the standoff at the hotel entrance, he could not help frowning at Yu Xiaowei.

Those two Shrek Academy brats in the hotel had not acted like this just now. They had been so arrogant that they had not feared him in the slightest, even after he, a Soul King, had revealed his Soul Rings.

Why were they now so frightened by this youth that they started fighting among themselves?

Who was this youth?

Dai Mubai's face was livid as he clasped his fists toward Yu Xiaowei. "Brother, my fourth brother spoke rashly today. Please be magnanimous and do not hold it against him."

It was rather laughable. He had been beaten badly, yet he did not even know Yu Xiaowei's name.

When he asked Zhu Zhuqing, she ignored him.

When he asked Flender, Flender only told him that they could not afford to provoke that youth.

So, to keep Ma Hongjun from getting beaten up, he could only swallow his pride for now.

He did not believe that he, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar, who had no combat ability at all, could defeat this freak whose strength they knew nothing about.

Yu Xiaowei ignored him and instead looked mockingly at Ma Hongjun. "Oh? Why don't you dare fight me now? Not so badass anymore?"

"Didn't you just say that those who dared not cause trouble were mediocre?"

"So what does it make you when you provoke me, then turn into turtles hiding in your shells?"

"Mediocre? I'd say you're nothing but trash!"

Watching Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's faces flush red, Yu Xiaowei casually strolled toward them.

As Dai Mubai watched him draw closer, his legs began to weaken. The moment he recalled being beaten up, he even had the urge to turn and run.

But he could not afford to embarrass himself in front of Ma Hongjun and the others. He could only brace himself and watch Yu Xiaowei walk up to him.

To his surprise, Yu Xiaowei did not attack. Instead, he tapped his own head and sneered, "Kitty, and that useless chicken, I'll give you two one more chance."

"Come on. I'll stand right here. Hit me, and I guarantee I won't hit back."

"I'll count to three!"

"Three."

The furious Ma Hongjun could no longer endure Yu Xiaowei's mocking sarcasm. His Martial Soul flashed into being as he prepared to charge forward.

Yet the instant he moved, Dai Mubai stopped him. In a low voice, Dai Mubai said, "Be careful. It could be a trap."

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, the mockery on Yu Xiaowei's face deepened as he continued counting.

"Two."

Seeing that Yu Xiaowei had not moved at all, Ma Hongjun clenched his fists tightly. He wished he could rush over and smash Yu Xiaowei's head with one punch.

But Dai Mubai kept worrying that Yu Xiaowei was trying to trick them, and he held Ma Hongjun back tightly, refusing to let him attack.

"One."

Seeing that Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun still had not moved.

Yu Xiaowei chuckled, reached out, and ruffled Dai Mubai's head several times. As he did so, he mocked, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless."

"I gave you a chance, and you were still useless!"

"Shrek Academy?"

"Heh, a bunch of trash. Nothing more."

Faced with Yu Xiaowei's humiliation, Dai Mubai trembled all over, but he did not dare make a sound.

It was not merely because he feared getting beaten up. There were also the earnest words Flender had said to him that day.

"Mubai, if you run into that youth again, remember this: stay as far away from him as possible."

"That youth is someone Shrek cannot afford to provoke."

If Dai Mubai were still the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire, he would fear no one.

But now, if Flender said they could not afford to provoke him, then he truly did not dare provoke him.

The people from Canghui Academy were already dumbfounded. Just moments ago, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had arrogantly attacked them and had even insulted their teacher.

They had looked utterly fearless.

Why, after being humiliated like this, did they not even dare talk back?

Could this youth be some empire's prince? Or the heir of some great sect?

Watching Dai Mubai stand there silent as a cicada in winter, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, from where she stood at the very back, grew increasingly dim.

Was this the fiancé she had been searching for since she was nine?

Dai Mubai had many flaws. He was arrogant and overbearing, always stirring up trouble, and even flirted around everywhere. But she could endure all of that.

Because she was destined to marry Dai Mubai.

But now.

Watching Dai Mubai let Yu Xiaowei humiliate him at will without even daring to say a word.

She asked herself.

Was marrying someone like this really worth it?

Just as Yu Xiaowei was preparing to leave, an angry voice rang out.

"Kid, say what you just said to my face again!"

A tall figure leaped down from the hotel's second floor and strode menacingly toward Yu Xiaowei.

Looking at the middle-aged man before him, who resembled a huge bear, Yu Xiaowei was completely fearless. He even burst into laughter.

"I said."

"Your Shrek Academy."

"Is nothing but a bunch of trash."

"Seriously, I've never seen anyone make such a request in all my life."

Zhao Wuji immediately flew into a rage. He had just taken a nap upstairs when he heard the commotion below.

He had initially assumed Dai Mubai and the others were fighting someone again, only to see this kid humiliating Shrek Academy.

And Dai Mubai, strangely enough, was too cowardly to say anything.

Unable to bear it, he had simply come down himself.

Yet this kid still dared to spout such arrogant nonsense right in front of him.

The terrifying aura of a Soul Saint erupted, and seven dazzling Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

The onlookers cried out in alarm and hurriedly scattered.

Watching Soul Masters fight was entertaining, but watching Soul Saints fight was suicidal.

Ye Zhiqiu also hurriedly led his students far away. This Shrek Academy from who knew what backwater place had a Soul Saint as its leading teacher. They were not people his group could afford to provoke.

Bearing the pressure of the Soul Saint head-on, Yu Xiaowei raised his head with some difficulty and grinned at Zhao Wuji.

"You're the Immovable King, Zhao Wuji, right?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Who the hell cares who you are! You little brat, if you dare insult Shrek Academy, you'd better be ready to pay the price."

Seeing that Yu Xiaowei could still speak, Zhao Wuji was somewhat surprised. After snorting coldly, he increased the release of his Soul Power.

The pressure suddenly intensified. Yu Xiaowei's waist was instantly forced down, and even breathing became difficult.

Sure enough, relying solely on the strength of a Soul Ancestor made dealing with a Soul Saint far too difficult.

Suddenly, a gentle aura joined in. The pressure on him melted away like ice and snow in an instant.

Feeling suddenly relieved, Yu Xiaowei immediately braced his hands on his knees and gasped heavily.

A white-haired middle-aged man appeared before Yu Xiaowei as if teleporting. His blade-like gaze fixed on Zhao Wuji as he said coldly, "Immovable King? What an impressive title."

Seeing the additional black Soul Ring beneath the middle-aged man's feet, Zhao Wuji suddenly panicked.

Shrek Academy's motto was, "Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre." But that depended on whom they provoked. Provoking someone they could not afford to provoke was simply stupidity.

And right now, Zhao Wuji seemed to have become that fool.

After catching his breath, Yu Xiaowei patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and pointed at Zhao Wuji. "Dad, he beat me up just now."

Zhao Wuji: "..."

A few days ago, I got beaten up by the Clear Sky Douluo. Today, another Soul Douluo wants to beat me up.

What should I do?

Waiting online. It's urgent.

Happy New Year! Time to make dumplings.