How Do You Want to Die?

What happened today was completely beyond Ye Zhiqiu's imagination from beginning to end.

First, they encountered a few kids around ten years old who were talking nonsense and provoking them, and they also displayed extraordinary talent.

Just when he thought he had encountered a spoiled second-generation member of a powerful sect, who was showing off and causing trouble and bullying the weak, he did not expect that the other party came from a "Shrek Academy" that he had never heard of before.

However, just as their hearts were settling down, the teacher who suddenly appeared on the other side turned out to be a top-tier expert at the Soul Saint level.

Fortunately, for some unknown reason, there was a mysterious powerhouse in the shadows who greatly enhanced his strength through some incomprehensible special means, directly leaping to the Soul Douluo level and easily crushing that Soul Saint.

Moreover, Ye Zhiqiu had a vague premonition at this moment.

Having just experienced the power far exceeding his own, and having gained a special understanding of the unity of heaven and earth, advancing to the Soul Emperor level will be a piece of cake for him in the future.

Even the previously unattainable Soul Saint realm might be within reach in one's lifetime.

But along with the joy, he also had some lingering worries.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

Having reached Ye Zhiqiu's age and worked his way up with ordinary talent, he understands all too well that every blessing comes with a corresponding price.

Regardless of other factors, these children alone pose a significant threat.

After all, the power he possesses today does not truly belong to him, but the people before him will all grow, and their growth rate will inevitably be astonishing.

Whether this Soul Saint or these promising children will seek revenge against him in the future is hard to say.

Moreover, he had no idea what the attitude of that mysterious, powerful figure hidden in the shadows was, or what the true purpose behind his actions today was.

Such an unimaginably powerful existence always brings inexplicable fear to people.

On the other hand, compared to Ye Zhiqiu, who was filled with anxiety and uncertainty, the Shrek Academy students were truly grieving and filled with worry.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, in particular, turned pale with fear.

Who would have thought that in this small, remote town, the little-known Canghui Academy would have a teacher who was actually a hidden master?

You need to know, how many Soul Douluo- level powerhouses are there in the entire continent?

Even within the powerful Star Luo Empire, such a figure would be among the strongest ranks below the emperor.

It can be said that, apart from the Spirit Hall, in any other force, the Soul Douluo is definitely a high-ranking power holder.

If it were the academy, it would at least be someone like the dean or vice dean. How could they possibly go out for training with a few young Soul Master of average talent?

Zhao Wuji could naturally think of the same questions that Dai Mubai and others could.

Although he had a rugged appearance, he was very meticulous; otherwise, he could not have escaped the pursuit of the Spirit Hall for more than ten years without any harm.

However, in his view, strong people of this level usually care about their reputation and are rarely willing to bully the weak.

All you need to do is admit defeat, apologize sincerely, and you'll probably be able to let the matter drop.

It won't be too late to get revenge when these Little Monsters in the academy grow up.

Anyway, they all knew that the other party came from the Canghui Academy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji, having regained some strength, shook off Dai Mubai and the others' support and tried to straighten his body.

Then, pale-faced, he bowed to Ye Zhiqiu and said, "I am truly sorry. Today's incident was due to my lack of discipline, which offended you. We will now leave."

After saying that, he turned to Dai Mubai and the others who had attacked earlier and scolded them, "Hurry up and apologize to your seniors."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, glanced at the dejected Zhao Wuji, and realized that the current situation no longer allowed him to be stubborn.

A true man can bend and stretch; there's nothing shameful about bowing down to a Soul Douluo.

"Senior, I'm sorry. I spoke rudely earlier. Please forgive me."

"Senior, I'm sorry. I was just being rude. Please forgive me for my rudeness."

Ma Hongjun has never had any opinions of his own. Seeing that his biggest backer was no longer reliable, and with Boss Dai setting an example, he immediately and readily apologized as well.

On the other side, Xiao Wu, whose face was pale, hesitated for a moment before preparing to apologize.

If anyone present was most afraid at that moment, it would undoubtedly be Xiao Wu.

At the same time, she felt a sense of relief.

Fortunately, the person opposite her was only a Soul Douluo. If she had encountered a Titled Douluo and her true form had been exposed, she would have been dead for sure today.

But at that moment, Tang San pulled her wrist.

Looking back, I saw him shaking his head slightly at me.

Tang San did not want to admit his mistake.

He didn't think he had done anything wrong.

So what if there's a Soul Douluo in front of me? Right is right, and wrong is wrong. He's just taking advantage of living a few more years to bully the weak.

Of course, most importantly, he felt that there might still be a chance for things to turn around.

Tang San glanced at the two people at the table a little further away out of the corner of his eye.

Ning Rongrong.

This is a trump card.

If this little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were to reveal her identity, would the Soul Douluo in front of her still be able to act without any scruples?

The deterrent power of the Upper Three Sects is no joke; it's hard to say who will apologize in the end!

If things are truly beyond saving, it's never too late to feign an apology.

"..." After noticing Tang San's attitude, Zhao Wuji felt a little anxious.

However, he had reservations about forcing Tang San to submit.

He already knew Tang San's true identity.

If this kid's father finds out about this later, he'll probably get a good beating.

Fortunately, Ye Zhiqiu didn't seem to care about Tang San Xiao Wu's attitude.

In fact, he didn't even glance at those students.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at Zhao Wuji with Killing Intent in his eyes, his tone still cold and stern.

"You make it sound so easy. Your student provoked us with foul language first, then injured my student, and you even stood up for the student who made the mistake, verbally insulting our Canghui Academy, without feeling that you have done anything wrong at all."

"If I hadn't been more skilled today, the outcome would have been predictable. What, do you think a simple apology is enough to settle this matter?"

When Ye Zhiqiu mentioned "being a cut above the rest," his face flushed slightly.

He knew the truth perfectly well. With his meager strength, he was destined to suffer this injustice in silence.

However, since the powerful figure in the shadows had instructed him to say this, Ye Zhiqiu naturally dared not have any objections.

Zhao Wuji frowned upon hearing this, sensing that the situation was becoming somewhat troublesome.

"So what do you want?"

"It's not about what I want, but whether you've thought about how you're going to die today?"

At this point, a terrifying Killing Intent swept over him.

The sharp, chilling light, like a sword, hung between everyone's throats.

Neither Dai Mubai and the others who had previously provoked them, nor Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong who had remained bystanders, were spared.

"... What exactly do you want to do?"

Su Yue's gaze swept over the group of the Shrek Academy students.

Although her current strength is weak, with the assistance of Su Cheng's domain, her perception is extremely strong, and she can easily perceive all the details in the arena.

It was also clear that Su Cheng was treating everyone equally, and he was displaying a powerful Killing Intent towards everyone.

Even Zhu Zhuqing did not receive any special treatment.

Although this Killing Intent was somewhat feigned, those people couldn't sense the difference and were all under immense psychological pressure.

Zhao Wuji, filled with shock, anger, and anxiety; Dai Mubai, torn between regret, resentment, and fear; Oscar, his eyes brimming with worry; Ma Hongjun, utterly bewildered; Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, panicked and disoriented; and Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing, the only two who seemed to be able to maintain a semblance of composure...

Finally, Su Yue's gaze returned to Su Cheng's face.

This time, she was a little confused.

The other party's actions did not seem to be what she had imagined; they did not seem to want to stand up for Zhu Zhuqing.

Su Cheng glanced at Su Yue and said indifferently, "I'm going to give you a performance. Watch carefully and don't think about anything else."

On the other side, when Zhao Wuji truly sensed Ye Zhiqiu's Killing Intent, his eyes widened in disbelief. "You're going to kill me?! You're going to kill me over such a trivial matter? Are you crazy?! We never even considered killing anyone before!"

"Did you make the rule that you can hurt people but not kill them? Are you the Pope of the Spirit Hall?" Ye Zhiqiu mocked.

His gaze shifted from Zhao Wuji, whose aura was fluctuating wildly, and he looked meaningfully at Dai Mubai and the others, whose expressions varied. "These kids are exceptionally talented and have enormous potential. They might even become Titled Douluo in the future. I must nip them in the bud, or they could cause endless trouble."

"Your Excellency is overthinking this. I can assure you that such a thing will absolutely not happen," Zhao Wuji said through gritted teeth, under immense pressure.

"I don't trust people like you."

"... With such high level of skill and cultivation, why is your heart so narrow? Do you intend to bully the weak today?!"

"Bullying the weak?" Ye Zhiqiu sneered. "Bullying the weak is wrong, but does that mean bullying the weak is right? You dared to speak rudely before because you thought you were stronger, didn't you? You provoked us for no reason and couldn't settle things, so when you saw you were outmatched, you resorted to moral blackmail. What, is this how you teach? No wonder I've never heard of any 'Shrek Academy' before. I'm afraid all those students have been killed, haven't they?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Hearing the other party insult his proud academy in such a way, Zhao Wuji's face turned pale and then red.

However, he was not good at debating and couldn't think of any words to refute her in a short time, which made him feel anxious.

A powerful aura at the Soul Saint level fluctuated, and the illusory image of the Vajra Bear's Martial Soul reappeared.

"..." Cold sweat trickled down Dai Mubai's temples, his whole body trembling slightly, and the ferocious White Tiger Martial Soul was also revealed on his back.

He didn't intend to rebel like Zhao Wuji.

Rather, it is an uncontrolled stress response under immense external pressure.

Next to Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun's reaction was even more exaggerated.

He even felt a surge of heat in his groin, which then cooled rapidly in the unusual environment, quickly turning into a chill that sent shivers down his spine.

Although Su Cheng's Killing Intent feigned, not everyone could withstand it.

In comparison, Ma Hongjun seems to be the one with the weakest will among these people.

Oscar's performance was better than his.

Although he was also trembling with fear and his mind went blank, he still subconsciously moved closer to Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, as if he wanted to protect the two girls.

Although it makes no sense—as a food-type Soul Master, he has no combat power whatsoever.

On the contrary, Zhu Zhuqing made an unexpected move at this moment.

She shifted her body slightly, blocking Ning Rongrong's path.

Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts at this time were actually very simple.

There's no way to escape.

If the opposing Soul Douluo is truly determined to kill everyone on her side, she has absolutely no chance of escaping with her life from the hands of a Soul Douluo.

If they fight hard, there might still be a chance, but it depends on how Zhao Wuji performs next.

It seems that this Soul Saint is prepared to fight to the death.

However, if Zhao Wuji doesn't have any other trump cards, he probably won't survive this ordeal.

The previous encounter between the two was completely one-sided, the gap in skill was simply too great.

From this perspective, one's ultimate fate will likely depend on the other party's attitude.

Since that's the case, why not take this opportunity to win Ning Rongrong's favor?

If death is inevitable, then all is over.

If I can remain unharmed, I might be able to rise through the ranks, establish a deep connection with the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and acquire some cultivation resources.

At the same time, she was secretly glad that she hadn't made a foolish mistake by offending the leader of the Canghui Academy along with Dai Mubai.

Actually, it's not difficult for someone like her to sort out the gains and losses and make a choice.

But when faced with the fear of life and death, how many people can remain calm and think rationally?

At this moment, among everyone present, only Zhao Wuji, Tang San, and Zhu Zhuqing still retained some rationality.

Zhao Wuji's growth was not smooth sailing. He had many years of experience as a fugitive, and each time he managed to escape alive. Naturally, he was not as crude as he appeared on the surface.

Tang San has a unique background; he may look like a child, but his mind is far more mature than that of an ordinary person.

In his previous life, he deliberately jumped off a cliff, so he wasn't so scared that he completely lost his mind.

Zhu Zhuqing is in a similar situation.

The threat of life and death was a constant companion throughout her childhood.

During the years she lived in the Nether Duke Mansion, neither her parents nor her sister ever stopped worrying about her Martial Soul being exposed.

Of course, Zhu Zhuqing's actions were not solely driven by self-interest.

There are only three female students in this academy.

Xiao Wu is always clinging to Tang San, and only Ning Rongrong has a good relationship with her.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhu Zhuqing has hardly had the opportunity to go out. To this day, Ning Rongrong can be considered her only friend.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, Ye Zhiqiu spoke up again.

He looked at Zhao Wuji and said calmly, "As a Soul Saint, if you really want to fight me to the death regardless of the cost, it will probably cause quite a stir. Although I can kill you, it might attract the attention of others. Therefore, I have decided to let you go, but I cannot keep your students alive. Get out of here."

These words caused a subtle shift in the atmosphere.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others looked increasingly flustered.

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyes and quickly thought of a solution. Ning Rongrong reached out and grabbed her collar.

Tang San's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Zhao Wuji suspiciously out of the corner of his eye.

Zhao Wuji stared at Ye Zhiqiu with a gloomy expression. "Aren't you afraid I'll retaliate later?"

Ye Zhiqiu scoffed, "At this age, you're still only at the Soul Saint level. Do I need to be afraid of you?"

"..." Zhao Wuji did not argue, his gaze unconsciously falling on Ning Rongrong and Tang San.

He hesitated, wondering whether he should bring up the two men's backgrounds as a threat.

As for the idea of abandoning the students and running away alone, it only flashed through his mind for a moment before being immediately forgotten.