Badly Injuring Dai Mubai, Two Strikes to Instant Kill!

Badly Injuring Dai Mubai, Two Strikes to Instant Kill!

"Is this... Shrek Academy? Why does it look so run-down?"

Chen Feng had come to Shrek Academy full of longing, but the moment he saw this scene, his little face fell.

This was nothing like what he had imagined!

Beside him, Chen Feng's mother also fell a little silent, but this was still a Soul Master academy, after all. Maybe there was more to it than met the eye.

So she had Chen Feng sign up as usual!

"Brother Qian... you look like a Soul Master too. Why don't we sign up together?"

Chen Feng turned to Qian Ren Shang and suggested it. Qian Ren Shang shook his head.

"Not yet... I only came here to take a look."

His gaze swept over the registration site. There were only a few people in the area who caught his attention. Behind that old man stood a tall young man with golden hair, looking somewhat extraordinary.

Two people in the registration line also drew his attention.

One was a young man dressed in a Blue Outfit. He looked utterly ordinary, but there was a faint gloom in his eyes.

Beside him was a tall, slender girl with a scorpion braid falling from her head down to her waist. The girl stood gracefully, and her looks were quite striking.

"What a coincidence?"

Qian Ren Shang frowned slightly and murmured. Beside him, seeing that Qian Ren Shang was unwilling, Chen Feng cheerfully went off to register on his own.

Just as Qian Ren Shang was observing from this side, a sudden burst of commotion dragged him back to reality!

"Poor trash... what Soul Master academy are you trying to apply to?"

"And you want the registration fee back? Dream on."

"Give my ten Gold Soul Coins back... I saved those for years."

A crowd had gathered around the admissions area. Qian Ren Shang felt that voice sounded a little familiar.

He immediately pushed his way over, then saw a black-clad youth lying on the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, covered in injuries. It looked like he had been beaten.

Beside him, an aged woman was crying and complaining.

The surrounding onlookers did not show much sympathy. They only pointed and whispered, while looking somewhat fearfully at the tall, golden-haired, blue-eyed figure before them.

"What happened?"

The youth was none other than Chen Feng, who had just gone off excitedly to sign up. Qian Ren Shang's face darkened as he immediately helped Chen Feng up and comforted the woman beside him.

"Brother Qian... when I signed up, I didn't meet their requirements. I wanted them to return my ten Gold Soul Coins, but they refused, then they hit me."

Chen Feng sobbed.

Those ten Gold Soul Coins were money he had saved for years. For that money, he had scrimped on clothes and food. Since they would not let him sign up, then of course the registration fee should be returned to him!

"You didn't figure out the registration rules yourself, and now you're blaming us?... Our Shrek Academy only accepts monsters under twelve years old whose Soul Power has reached rank twenty-one or above."

"The registration fee can't just be refunded whenever someone asks. Otherwise, any random cat or dog could sign up, and the order would be ruined. Ten Gold Soul Coins is merely a small punishment."

"And I never said I definitely wouldn't return it... Defeat me, and these ten Gold Soul Coins will be returned in full!"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai, as a senior student, immediately spoke in a mocking voice.

In this world, strength reigned supreme. He did not think he had done anything wrong.

"But... you never told us the registration requirements in advance at all!"

Chen Feng was still arguing.

"Noisy!"

Dai Mubai's face was full of impatience. "Why should I care about all that... Apologize now and get lost. Don't disturb the others, or I'll break your legs!"

That roar was mixed with Soul Power over rank thirty, making Chen Feng's face turn deathly pale.

He was only a one-ring Soul Master, and his first Soul Ring was only ten years old. How could he possibly be a match for this kind of genius?

At once, he smiled bleakly.

"Heh... so this is what an advanced Soul Master is?"

The spirit he had held before collapsed in an instant, and he apologized to Dai Mubai.

"I'm sorry... Mother... let's go back. We can't fight them!"

This youth, who had always been optimistic, seemed to have had his backbone snapped. He had no spirit left at all.

Dai Mubai was expressionless, feeling nothing at this scene.

No pleasure, and no mockery...

The weak were not worthy of stirring his emotions.

The crowd watched coldly from the sidelines. On Douluo Continent, Soul Power was supreme, and no one was willing to stand up for a youth with no future.

A youth in a Blue Outfit narrowed his eyes as he watched this scene.

"Third Brother... should we do something?"

The Scorpion Braid Girl beside him asked softly. The latter shook his head, his face cold.

"Xiao Wu, this has nothing to do with us. Just watch. It's not worth it..."

He, Tang San, would not casually save someone who had no value to exploit.

"Wait!"

At that moment, a calm voice suddenly rang out from within the crowd.

"I think... this isn't right. The fault doesn't lie with you, but with this so-called Shrek Academy."

"And the one who should apologize isn't you either!"

Everyone looked ahead in shock. A somewhat thin figure stood in front of Chen Feng. He placed one hand on the youth's shoulder and calmly met Dai Mubai's gaze.

"Ten Gold Soul Coins. Give them back to him!"

Qian Ren Shang's words rang with force. Dai Mubai froze slightly, then burst out laughing.

"Heh... another one trying to stick his neck out. But... what if I just refuse to give them back? What can you do to me?"

With that, he stomped down with one foot!

Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings abruptly appeared, displaying his status as a three-ring Soul Elder!

Strength was his confidence!

"Brother Qian... why don't we just leave? We're no match for him."

Chen Feng tugged at Qian Ren Shang's hand and pleaded. Such a young three-ring Soul Elder was truly a genius, not someone commoners like them could deal with.

But Qian Ren Shang turned a deaf ear.

He chuckled softly.

"Looks like... I was too rash after all. With someone like you, I shouldn't bother reasoning properly."

"Instead, I should... stomp you down first, then reason with you!"

As he spoke!

Qian Ren Shang stomped with one foot and charged straight at Dai Mubai.

His speed was as fast as lightning, stirring up a sharp rush of wind.

"So fast!"

Dai Mubai felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He instantly realized he might have kicked an iron plate and hurriedly used his Soul Skills.

White Tiger Vajra Transformation!

White Tiger Barrier!

Buzz! Buzz!

In an instant, a faint layer of Golden Light spread over the surface of Dai Mubai's body, and his aura became even stronger. His entire body seemed to beastify, and his defensive power rose tremendously.

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a confident smile. Just as he was about to move, he suddenly discovered a figure appearing before his eyes like a ghost.

The figure appeared without the slightest warning, catching him completely off guard. The other party did not use any complicated or flashy moves. He simply threw a punch, the force of it fierce, carrying an unstoppable might as it blasted straight into Dai Mubai's abdomen.

"Pfft!" Dai Mubai's eyes widened, his expression changing drastically as a mouthful of sour liquid sprayed from his mouth. The force of this punch was immensely powerful, making him feel as if his internal organs had all shifted at that instant. His body flew backward uncontrollably.

However, in the instant he flew out, that figure once again appeared above him at astonishing speed. The other party's face was expressionless, cold and resolute. He raised one foot and stomped down viciously.

"Bang!" With a dull, heavy crash, Dai Mubai was like someone struck by a cannonball, smashing hard into the ground. Blood spurted from his mouth, and his body lay limp on the ground. For a moment, he could not even get up.

Immediately afterward, a young man appeared beside him and, without the slightest hesitation, stepped on his head. His tone was so calm it made one's heart tremble:

"Refund the money!"