Ye Zhi Qiu's Misfortune

Ye Zhi Qiu spoke politely. "You little children don't know any better. Don't talk nonsense in the future. Call out your academy's teacher."

The fatty let out a strange cry. "You old tortoise think you're worthy of seeing our teacher? The few of us are more than enough to deal with you." Honestly, Ma Hongjun was practically begging to be beaten with that mouth of his.

"Esteemed Soul Master sirs, please, don't fight inside my little shop. Small business, small business..." The innkeeper had no choice but to come out. If he did not stop them now, his entire establishment would likely be hit by a storm the next moment.

Ye Zhi Qiu possessed the Mysterious Tortoise Martial Soul, and the word "tortoise" was what he hated most in his life.

Originally, he had only intended to frighten these youngsters a little and leave it at that. After all, he did not want to be accused of bullying the young, and he had no idea how powerful the academy behind these children was.

But the fatty had touched his sore spot. Ye Zhi Qiu flew into a rage and laughed in fury. "Fine. I'll teach you a lesson on your teachers' behalf. Let's go outside." With that, he turned and headed out. The black turtle shell on his back swayed in a rather comical manner, but the Soul Power he released was remarkably dense.

The Canghui Academy students followed Ye Zhi Qiu out of the hotel. Dai Mubai lowered his voice and said to Tang San, "That old guy is over level fifty. His Mysterious Tortoise Martial Soul is also quite a good beast Martial Soul. Be careful later. I'll hold off his attacks from the front, and you need to move quickly. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for long."

Tang San said, "We won't necessarily lose. Although his Soul Power is stronger than ours, his Martial Soul has a weakness."

At that moment, the others gathered around as well. Only Gu Chen, Gu Yuena, and Xiao Wu remained seated.

"Brother Chen, Sister Na'er, aren't you coming?" Tang San asked.

If Gu Chen made a move, Ye Zhi Qiu probably would not even be enough for him alone.

Gu Chen stood up and said expressionlessly, "Making trouble for no reason—isn't that boring? I won't make a move, but if you're in danger of getting hurt, I'll save you."

"Fine..." Tang San hesitated for a moment before nodding. It was enough that Gu Chen guaranteed that he would not be harmed.

But he seemed to have forgotten that Gu Chen had only said he would protect him. He had not promised to protect Dai Mubai and the others.

Tang San said, "His Martial Soul is the Mysterious Tortoise. I can be certain that he is a defense-type Battle Soul Master. Most of his active and passive abilities should be for defense. Therefore, although his Martial Soul is much stronger than ours, the offensive threat he can pose to us is not great. His Soul Power may be high, but without suitable offensive methods, what threat can he pose to us? So, I suggest two methods for dealing with him."

Tang San was Grandmaster's disciple and knew far more theoretical knowledge about Martial Souls than Dai Mubai and the others. Just by looking at Ye Zhi Qiu's Martial Soul, he had already made many judgments.

After he made his arrangements, everyone could not help but praise the plan. But one person was unhappy.

"Tang San, what about me?" Ning Rongrong frowned slightly and glared at Tang San. He had gone on at length about tactics without mentioning her at all.

Tang San froze for a moment. The reason he had not included Ning Rongrong in the lineup was that, after seeing how fierce-tempered she was, he feared she might have the opposite effect. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Your Martial Soul is special, so adapt to the situation."

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth. Feeling the somewhat strange looks from the others, she quietly hardened her resolve. She knew that she seemed to have been excluded from this group, and the feeling was anything but pleasant.

Of course, she did not know that there were actually two people here who had never considered themselves part of this small group.

To be honest, the Shrek Seven Devils did not truly work together as one until after Grandmaster's brutal training. Before that, whether it was Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, or the others, each of them had their own concerns.

Before long, they arrived outside the town. Perhaps because the five Soul Rings on Ye Zhi Qiu were too eye-catching, their group drew quite a few spectators from the town.

During the walk out of town, Ye Zhi Qiu had calmed down somewhat. Looking at the seven youths before him, he said solemnly, "I'll give you one more chance. It's not too late to apologize now."

Ye Zhi Qiu had already given Dai Mubai and the others a way out, but they did not appreciate it at all.

Dai Mubai gave a wicked smile. "Wrong? What is wrong, and what is right? The bigger fist is right. Beat us first, then talk."

At this point, Ye Zhi Qiu could no longer hold back. He snorted angrily. "Come at me together. I'll teach you on behalf of your academy how to behave."

Ma Hongjun chuckled. "Remember this—we aren't human. We're monsters."

Before Ye Zhi Qiu could attack, Dai Mubai had already moved first. The second Soul Ring on his body blazed brightly as intense white light condensed into a sphere. A round blast of light shot from his mouth—the Evil-Eyed White Tiger's second Soul Ring skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave.

At the same time Dai Mubai unleashed the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, Zhu Zhuqing's body swept diagonally aside. She accelerated instantly and circled toward Ye Zhi Qiu's flank, while Tang San charged at Ye Zhi Qiu from another direction.

The fatty's Mohawk trembled as his first Soul Ring shone brilliantly. A purplish-red Phoenix Fire Line shot forth.

The four of them attacked almost simultaneously, showing no fear whatsoever despite their opponent being a Soul King above level fifty.

Facing the four simultaneous attacks, black light surged across Ye Zhi Qiu's body. He let out a low roar as his first and second Soul Rings lit up at the same time. His body spun half a circle, revealing the turtle shell on his back. At the same time, a stream-like black light carrying bone-chilling cold spread outward.

Right at the start of the battle, Ye Zhi Qiu used two of his Soul Ring skills: Mysterious Tortoise Body Protection and Mysterious Water Ice Seal. His goal was simple—to deal with these youths in the shortest time possible and teach them a profound lesson, venting his anger while displaying Canghui Academy's strength.

Although the Shrek Academy students were quite capable, they were still young, and their Soul Power was far below his. Ye Zhi Qiu believed that the Mysterious Water Ice Seal released with his level fifty-three Soul Power could freeze all of them directly.

The White Tiger Fierce Light Wave exploded against Ye Zhi Qiu's back. Just as Tang San had judged, the Mysterious Tortoise's defense ranked among the best of beast Martial Souls. Ye Zhi Qiu's Soul Power was also far greater than Dai Mubai's, so the attack had no effect at all. Ye Zhi Qiu's body did not even budge.

By then, Tang San had already closed in near Ye Zhi Qiu, making him the closest to his opponent. He could keenly feel an extreme chill rushing toward him, as if the blood throughout his body were about to freeze. Alarmed, he hurriedly activated the Mysterious Heaven Skill within him at high speed to resist the cold. His charging body came to an abrupt stop, but his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul spread rapidly, winding toward Ye Zhi Qiu from every direction.

At that moment, the fatty's Phoenix Fire Line struck Ye Zhi Qiu's turtle shell.

Although the searing heat of the fatty's phoenix flames was weakened considerably by the Mysterious Water Ice Seal, the chill of the Mysterious Water Ice Seal was likewise reduced by the arrival of the Phoenix Fire Line.

Though the purplish-red flames clinging to the turtle shell could not penetrate it, they did not go out either. They stuck to it as if they were adhesive.

After dodging another wave of attacks from the group, Ye Zhi Qiu displayed the offensive power of his Mysterious Tortoise Martial Soul. Bone-chilling cold swept toward Dai Mubai and the others.

At that moment, Gu Chen, who was watching from a distance, spotted Zhao Wuji and said blandly, "Teacher Zhao, don't you think they're being too arrogant? Why not use Ye Zhi Qiu to teach them a lesson?"

Zhao Wuji also noticed Gu Chen. "What do you mean? Your classmates are being bullied, yet instead of helping them, you're speaking for the enemy?"

Gu Chen sneered. "As a Soul Sage, you should know how this started, shouldn't you? Ye Zhi Qiu originally had no intention of fighting. And now, are you going to bully the weak?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji snorted and ignored Gu Chen, walking toward the center of the battlefield. "Why are you all running around outside instead of resting in the middle of the night?"

"Go back and sleep." Without even glancing at the Canghui Academy side, Zhao Wuji waved his hand and ordered all the Shrek students back to the hotel.

With Zhao Wuji interrupting things, Ye Zhi Qiu was unwilling to let it go. "Wait."

Zhao Wuji turned back impatiently. "What is it?"

Ye Zhi Qiu said coldly, "You're a teacher from that Shrek Academy, right? Just now, several students from your academy insulted our Canghui Academy. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

"An explanation? What is there to explain? Isn't Canghui Academy just a garbage academy? What they said doesn't even count as an insult." What kind of person was Zhao Wuji? Back then, he had been a notorious troublemaker in the Soul Master world. Naturally, he would not take a Soul Master in his fifties seriously.

Seeing that Ye Zhi Qiu was about to get beaten, Gu Chen could not help mourning for him.

"You..." Ye Zhi Qiu was furious. He no longer argued and strode toward Zhao Wuji. Judging from his aggressive manner, he clearly had no intention of letting the matter rest.

Zhao Wuji turned to the seven youths who had gathered around him and said, "You really are useless. You can't even handle an old tortoise. I'll deal with you once we get back to the academy."

The fatty kindly reminded him, "Teacher Zhao, that old tortoise is here."

Zhao Wuji snorted. "Get back and sleep." After throwing out those words, he finally turned around. Ye Zhi Qiu, radiating a grim chill, had arrived right in front of him.

"Let's settle this with strength." Zhao Wuji looked arrogant. Without even using Martial Soul Possession, he raised his right hand and slapped at Ye Zhi Qiu.

The next second, Ye Zhi Qiu was sent flying like he was riding the clouds by Zhao Wuji's slap. A large patch of cracks appeared on his turtle shell, and he flew more than ten meters before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Slapping people without using a Martial Soul really does feel good. No wonder..." Zhao Wuji muttered.

Tsk. He had been so cowardly before the Clear Sky Douluo, yet now he was this arrogant.

Gu Chen shook his head as he watched and returned to the hotel. By then, Gu Yuena and Xiao Wu, who had remained at the hotel, had eaten their fill and already gone back to their room to rest.

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