Early the next morning, when the sky was only just beginning to brighten, everyone had already gathered and was waiting to set off.
"Brother Madara, what kind of spirit ring do you think would suit my martial soul?" Oscar eagerly leaned closer, no less excited than he had been the day before.
"That depends on you!" Madara answered with blatant perfunctoriness.
He was skilled at helping others hunt spirit rings, but deciding what kind of spirit ring to hunt was already beyond the scope of his knowledge.
Everyone had their own specialty! Madara specialized in combat. He had neither the time nor the desire to waste effort learning such trivial details.
"So there are things even you don't know?" In the narrow slits of Ma Hongjun's eyes flashed utter disbelief.
"Oh? Do you have a problem with that?" Madara's icy gaze was as sharp as a blade, cutting fiercely across Ma Hongjun's fat body.
Seeing Madara's gaze as though he wanted to kill someone, Ma Hongjun quickly ducked behind Dai Mubai for protection like a mouse spotting a cat. Only after Madara looked away did he let out a breath of relief.
For once, Flender was not late. Looking at the group that had long since made their preparations, he nodded in satisfaction and instructed Zhao Wuji beside him, "Old Zhao, the children are in your hands!"
"Headmaster, you can rest easy when I'm handling things!" Zhao Wuji patted his chest and grinned, revealing a row of neat white teeth.
After bidding Headmaster Flender farewell, the group left Shrek Academy and began traveling day and night toward the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Brother Madara, I heard you trained in the Star Dou Great Forest for quite a while. Can you tell us about it?" Xiao Wu massaged her aching shoulders