You've Stirred Up Big Trouble

"You're their teacher? These students from your academy just insulted Canghui Academy. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

"Explain?" Zhao Wuji sneered. "What's there to explain? Isn't Canghui Academy just a trash academy? They weren't wrong."

Who is this "Immovable Wisdom King" Zhao Wuji?

A powerful Soul Saint, he had clashed with the Spirit Hall and managed to escape from the siege of sixteen bishops.

Just a few days ago, he lowered his head slightly in front of Clear Sky Douluo. Now, does this mere old turtle at the Soul King level think he's worthy of pointing fingers at him?

"You!" Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu's anger surged. He didn't care about the remaining diners in the restaurant and stormed back into the hotel.

Seeing this, the onlookers all got up and moved further away, leaving only the hotel owner, sweating profusely, nearby, wanting to step forward and mediate.

But under that intense pressure, he, as an ordinary person, dared not make any rash moves.

"That old bastard is quite good at putting on an act," Zhao Wuji sneered.

He was never a reasonable person, and besides, the Soul Master in front of him was utterly weak.

"Move back a bit." After waving his hand at Dai Mubai and the others, he looked at Ye Zhiqiu with an arrogant expression.

Without even using his Martial Soul Possession, he simply raised his right hand, ready to slap the other person.

However, before he could even make a move, his muscular, bear-like body suddenly froze on the spot, his eyes widened and his pupils contracted, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Not only him, Ye Zhiqiu also paused slightly, his eyes showing extreme shock and bewilderment.

Unlike Zhao Wuji, his aura suddenly surged, increasing dozens of times compared to before, and he quickly reached the level of Soul Douluo.

Dai Mubai and the others exchanged bewildered glances. Although they didn't know what had happened, they sensed that something was amiss.

Then, something even more incomprehensible happened.

Aside from the students from the Shrek Academy and Zhao Wuji Ye Zhiqiu, everyone else in the hotel, including the seven students from the Canghui Academy, walked out of the restaurant with blank expressions.

Su Cheng's mental hypnosis.

After all, the scene that might unfold next, and Ye Zhiqiu's illogical strength, are not suitable for too many people to witness. If this matter were to reach the ears of those with ulterior motives, it might create further complications.

With his current strength and spiritual level, it would be incredibly easy for him to briefly hypnotize these ordinary people with low strength; he could do it in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

Su Yue, who had been watching with great interest, suddenly turned her gaze and looked at Su Cheng beside her with some surprise.

The special field surrounding the opponent has just expanded outward significantly.

What's this guy trying to do?

Then, as if remembering something, he glanced at the fiery girl in the Shrek Academy who had been scolded by Zhao Wuji earlier.

Is it because of this girl?

"Tch, humans."

Su Yue secretly pursed her lips.

But she was wrong.

Su Cheng wouldn't take those trivial matters to heart, let alone have any thoughts of standing up for Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhao Wuji wouldn't do anything to Zhu Zhuqing, and Zhu Zhuqing isn't that fragile.

In fact, he did this for Su Yue.

He wanted to use the Shrek team's upcoming performance to show the other side the multifaceted nature of human character.

Human nature is extremely complex, encompassing good and evil, joy and sorrow, courage and cowardice, responsibility and dignity...

When unexpected events occur, different people will always make different choices.

This complexity of human nature is precisely what Su Yue, born into the Dragon Clan, finds most difficult to comprehend. It is also a profound emotion rooted in the deepest part of human thought, capable of even overcoming nature and instinct.

They both bear witness to humanity's baseness and constantly demonstrate its greatness, representing the spiritual essence of humanity's continuous evolution until it finally stands at the pinnacle of all races.

The more outstanding a person is, or the more unique a person is, the more prominent their certain traits become.

Therefore, it wouldn't make much sense for Su Yue to watch more performances by ordinary people, as those extras were all too stereotypical.

But the people at the Shrek Academy are different.

Both their teachers and students are quite individualistic.

These people are exceptionally talented, each with their own distinct personality traits, and their inner qualities are far more profound and vivid than those of ordinary people.

It must be said that this academy is indeed blessed with some good fortune.

Cold sweat trickled down Zhao Wuji's temples, and his pupils trembled slightly, flashing with a hint of fear.

So strong!

Why is it so strong...?

He stared at Ye Zhiqiu across from him, his mind momentarily blank.

This old turtle, who was only at the Soul King level just now, is now steadily increasing in power.

The Soul Ring beneath his feet had also changed.

From the original five ordinary low-quality Soul Ring one white, two yellow, and two purple), it has become eight top-tier Soul Ring two yellow, two purple, and four black)!

But what's even more terrifying is the sense of oppression that comes from the mind, which even surpasses the Clear Sky Douluo who just beat him up a few days ago.

The two feelings are completely different.

If Tang Hao displayed absolute dominance on that day, then at this moment, it seems he is at odds with the entire world.

Ye Zhiqiu is indeed not very strong; his Soul Douluo aura is far inferior to that of Titled Douluo.

But this feeling of loneliness, of being abandoned by heaven and earth, chilled Zhao Wuji to the bone.

However, Ye Zhiqiu himself was even more shocked than him.

He's still completely bewildered.

Just a moment ago, an unexpected and inexplicable external force was applied to him.

In that instant, he felt as if he had merged with the surrounding world, and every move he made possessed boundless power.

"Stop overthinking, it's just your imagination." At that moment, a voice seemed to resound from the depths of your soul.

"Your foundation is too weak. Unless I directly destroy your foundation, even with the enhancement of my domain, you can only reach the peak combat power of Soul Douluo at most. Let me tell you in advance, the guy opposite you is a Soul Saint."

Ye Zhiqiu reacted quickly and immediately realized that a powerful being beyond his imagination had secretly made a move.

Although the first floor of the hotel was now completely empty except for them, there was no one else around.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found it impossible to do so.

"No need to speak. Just do what I say."

At this point, Zhao Wuji dared not be careless in the slightest.

Although it's unclear why Ye Zhiqiu's strength suddenly underwent such a dramatic change, and how he managed to conceal his strength before, his aura and Soul Ring don't lie; he's a Soul Douluo!

He forced himself to calm down and tried his best to resist the terrifying pressure around him, which felt like the sky was collapsing, and released his Martial Soul Vajra Bear.

The moment his Martial Soul appeared, he immediately entered the state of Martial Soul Possession.

His clothes were torn, his body was covered with a thick layer of brown fur, and his height had increased to over two and a half meters.

His body was covered in firm muscles, and his brown-yellow eyes exuded a domineering aura. Seven top-tier Soul Ring constantly pulsated around his body at a steady pace.

"Ughhh—"

After releasing his Martial Soul, Zhao Wuji did not hesitate for a moment and roared angrily.

At the same time, the Seventh Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed, and a strong ghostly light instantly spread throughout his entire body.

The next moment, his already extremely strong body expanded rapidly like a balloon, and in the blink of an eye, his height exceeded five meters, and his muscles expanded in an exaggerated way.

Its brownish-yellow fur grew wildly, and it gradually transformed into a real giant bear.

Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!

However, it usually takes a certain amount of time for an ordinary Soul Saint to activate their Martial Soul Avatar and complete the transformation.

Zhao Wuji felt a little nervous.

If this process is interrupted, he will have no chance of winning at all.

But for some reason, Ye Zhiqiu on the other side just watched him quietly, without making any move to stop him.

Moreover, that person himself did not seem to have any intention of using his Martial Soul Avatar.

Little did he know that Ye Zhiqiu did not possess Martial Soul Avatar at all.

He's just a Soul King, how could he possibly use his Martial Soul Avatar?

Although Su Cheng's True Power is profound and his domain is extremely domineering, in the end, it can only enhance his energy and cannot change his essence.

As for the Soul Ring that were revealed, they were just a disguise and did not actually help him leap to the level of Soul Douluo. Therefore, his Soul Skill were still the same as before.

But at this moment, Ye Zhiqiu didn't need powerful Soul Skill or Martial Soul Avatar.

Within Su Cheng's domain, heaven and earth unite, and all things are as insignificant as straw dogs.

This domain is not the domain Soul Skill of an ordinary Soul Master, nor is it the Five Elements Domain or Sword Dao Domain that he has used before.

It is a truly small world, a special space where "I am the world".

Within this force field, all kinds of elements move because of him, and the suppression of enemies and the enhancement of himself reach an extremely exaggerated level.

Ye Zhiqiu's Second Soul Ring lit up.

A wave of eerie light, carrying a chilling aura, instantly swept outwards.

Originally, this was just an ordinary century-old Soul Skill, Mystic Water Ice Seal.

But with the added power of the domain, it now surged towards Zhao Wuji like a tsunami.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, and the Soul Ring under his feet flashed one after another.

Its brownish-yellow fur instantly changed color, shimmering with a brilliant golden light, and then it slammed its paws forward with great force.

The Immovable Bright King Body, the Vajra Palm!

However, after he used his Soul Skill, he realized that the flow of Soul Power in his body was extremely sluggish, and the power of the Soul Skill he used was only one-tenth of what it used.

The essence of Soul Skill is to use one's own Soul Power to activate the law ring in the Soul Ring, and then use this to draw upon the external elemental power of heaven and earth to unleash an extremely powerful offensive that far surpasses one's own ordinary attacks.

If we consider one's own level and the amount of external energy as the base, then the strength of the Soul Ring is an amplifier, a multiplier. One's own level x Soul Ring strength x external energy equals the final power of the Soul Skill. Under the influence of the Martial Soul Avatar or other enhancements, it can also gain additional bonuses.

However, at this moment, within his domain, there was no external energy to draw upon, which naturally put him at a significant disadvantage.

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu again, even though he only used an ordinary Soul Skill at the level of Thousand Year Soul Ring, its power was greatly increased under the huge boost of the earth's energy.

Sure enough, before Zhao Wuji could even strike with his enormous bear paws, he was Ice Seal in place and unable to move.

Not only that, the entire first floor of the hotel was also completely enveloped in a biting cold. Even Dai Mubai and the other students, who were only slightly affected by the aftershocks, were shivering and shaking from the cold.

Time passed second by second, and Zhao Wuji's breath and vitality gradually weakened.

Even with Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing's keen eyesight, they could see that if things continued like this, he would probably freeze to death in the Ice Seal.

Tang San lowered his eyelids, and his fingers, which were almost numb from the cold, quietly touched the belt.

Some Hidden Weapon are stored inside.

However, he had absolutely no confidence in whether this thing would be effective against a Soul Douluo- level powerhouse.

On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face was pale, and her delicate red lips had lost all color. Behind her, a huge phantom of a white White Tiger purple eyes appeared.

At this point, we must work together to try and seize the opportunity to win.

"Don't... make any rash moves..."

At this moment, Zhao Wuji, who was struggling to resist the chill, also noticed the little actions of his students. He spoke with difficulty and stopped them from having any ideas.

The reason is simple.

Even in his current state, he could perceive his surroundings, let alone the Soul Douluo opposite him who was far stronger than him.

In fact, Ye Zhiqiu did notice Tang San's actions, but he didn't pay any attention to them.

His perception at this moment was even stronger than his displayed strength.

The surrounding area was almost entirely under his control, making any sneak attack absolutely impossible.

After a while, Zhao Wuji finally spoke again...

"I... admit defeat."

He had no choice.

In less than ten minutes, Zhao Wuji's powerful Soul Power was completely depleted in order to resist the bone-chilling cold that was constantly eroding his flesh and internal organs.

The power of Ye Zhiqiu's Soul Skill, Mystic Water Ice Seal, was simply too great. If left unchecked, even with his strong physique Vajra Bear, he would definitely be frozen and severely injured, and would have to continuously circulate his Soul Power to resist.

However, the Martial Soul Avatar consumes a great deal of Soul Power, and without any external energy to replenish it, it cannot be sustained for long.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes flickered. He waited a while longer until Zhao Wuji on the other side was about to completely exit the Martial Soul Avatar state due to the exhaustion of his Soul Power before he stopped outputting Soul Power.

As the chill subsided, Zhao Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The external light quickly faded, and the body returned to human form from its original giant brown bear form.

He stumbled back two steps, only managing to stay upright thanks to the support of Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

However, the clothes were already tattered and barely covered the body.

However, this has nothing to do with Ye Zhiqiu.

He ripped his clothes after transforming himself.

The reason the underpants were barely intact is because they were specially made clothing for the Martial Soul Avatar.

"Huff... huff..."

Zhao Wuji, pale-faced, gasped for breath, his body trembling slightly.

"You just said you're from the Shrek Academy, right?"

After the brief exchange, Ye Zhiqiu showed no intention of making another move, and simply asked calmly.

"So, Shrek Academy teacher, I heard from your students that your academy's motto is 'Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre.' Congratulations, you've now stirred up a big mess and successfully angered me. So, what are you planning to do next?"

In his eyes, there was still a trace of lingering excitement, as well as a hint of barely perceptible tension and fear.