The Battle of Rupture—Finale
Zhao Wuji racked his brains for ages without coming up with a solution. In the end, he cautiously asked Zhu Zhuqing.
"Zhuqing, I think we should let this matter go. Mubai was only confused for a moment. Forgive him this once. Your teacher promises that if he dares to do something so foolish again, you won't even need to lift a hand—I'll discipline him for you."
As he finished, Zhao Wuji felt that his words lacked conviction. He patted his broad chest, putting on an expression that seemed to say, trust my strength.
The Evil Eyes Saint King's mouth twitched. Though he was extremely unwilling to agree, circumstances were stronger than he was. The other side was, after all, a Soul Saint. No matter how exceptionally he controlled Zhu Zhuqing's body, he was no match for him. He could only force himself to endure it with a dark expression.
Zhao Wuji immediately grinned foolishly.
"That's more like it. That's my Old Zhao's student."
After brushing Zhao Wuji off, the Evil Eyes Saint King controlled Zhu Zhuqing's body and headed straight out of Shrek Academy.
If he stayed in this academy full of lunatics any longer, he was afraid he would go mad!
For the moment, Zhao Wuji had yet to realize why Zhu Zhuqing was not going to class and was instead heading out of the academy.
A Black Shadow descended from the sky and blocked Zhu Zhuqing's path.
It was Flender.
The Evil Eyes Saint King's expression soured as he inwardly cursed. Were these Shrek teachers sick in the head? They kept stopping him again and again! If he were at his peak, he would definitely devour every last one of them and turn them into his ghost slaves!
But circumstances were stronger than he