"Then I'll have to thank you, Teacher."
Bai Ying watched Zhao Wuji's battered figure and felt a little like laughing.
He turned to Tang San and said, "It's taken care of."
Tang San stood there in a daze. He never could have imagined that a powerful Soul Saint would be defeated so easily.
"The power of that cannon just now was no weaker than their top-tier Hidden Weapon, the Rainstorm Pear Blossom. It might even have been far stronger than the Rainstorm Pear Blossom."
Thinking this, Tang San looked at Bai Ying with increasingly deep apprehension.
The power of this weapon was simply too great, far surpassing even the Hidden Weapons of the Tang Sect.
Bai Ying looked at Dai Mubai and said, "Dai Mubai, take me to the dormitory!"
Dai Mubai was genuinely terrified now. He respectfully led Bai Ying to the dormitory.
Watching Bai Ying leave, Tang San couldn't help complaining, "Such a rare opportunity, and now it's gone."
That evening.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar appeared in the square of Shrek Academy.
"Bai Ying and that kid are simply too terrifying. They're completely beyond the limits of what ordinary people can understand."
"You didn't see it. Teacher Zhao was actually injured by a single blast. Their Soul Tools are ridiculously powerful."
"Boss Dai, you should really be glad they didn't develop murderous intent toward you. Otherwise, you'd probably be finished."
Dai Mubai was truly frightened now. He completely understood the gap in strength between himself and Bai Ying.
Someone like that absolutely couldn't have come from an ordinary family. It was very likely that he had a great clan or some faction behind him, one that had spent a fortune cultivating him.
Even as the prince of the Star Luo Empire, he had never seen a