Dance to Your Heart's Content!

Since they had chosen the second plan, everyone from Shrek Academy had prepared themselves to face fear.

On a towering stone pillar, Rota slowly rose to his feet, shook his armor, then straightened up and crossed his arms as he looked down at the Shrek Academy group below.

His thick black hair was lifted by the howling wind, giving him an overwhelmingly domineering presence.

Looking down from above, Rota appeared to the Shrek Academy group like a demon god about to descend. They tried to summon the courage to look directly at the man in red armor, but before those sharp, cold eyes, the tiny bit of courage they had just gathered vanished completely.

"So this is Teacher Hashirama's old rival? He really feels completely different!" Ma Hongjun remarked with lingering fear.

He was usually the one who spent the most time around Hashirama. Hashirama gave him an incomparably gentle and soothing feeling, nothing like the Uchiha Madara before them. This man was like a thornbush, making others afraid to approach.

Rota knew that the pressure displayed by Madara's template was too overwhelming, so he deliberately held back a little. If he did not weaken his aura, the Shrek Academy group would not even have the courage to make a move!

"What's wrong? Are you all just standing there? You call yourselves geniuses like this? Since you're willing to throw away this opportunity for nothing, then I'll open this battle myself!"

After speaking, Rota suppressed the domineering aura leaking from his body, allowing the Shrek Academy group to relax somewhat.

Rota leaped down from the towering stone pillar and smashed heavily into the ground, crushing a large stretch of earth beneath his feet.

"Start dancing. Give me a fight I can enjoy!"

The Shrek Academy group did not remain idle