Beating Ma Hongjun, Welcome My Fury

Dai Mubai grinned hideously.

"Heh! Fatty!"

"It seems you've been getting a bit cocky lately. Let's spar a little!"

He happened to be full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent. Since Ma Hongjun had been blind enough to walk right into it, Dai Mubai wouldn't be polite.

"Dai... Boss Dai!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't come over here, ahhh..."

Ma Hongjun realized too late what was happening and turned to run.

"Hmph! Want to run? Did you ask me first?"

Dai Mubai let out a cold snort.

"White Tiger Transformation!"

"You dead fatty, get back here!"

Dai Mubai grabbed Ma Hongjun by the back of his neck with his tiger claws.

Then, he flashed to an empty space nearby and gave him a sound beating!

Only Dai Mubai's unceremonious voice could be heard.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Barrier!"

"Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Light Wave!"

"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"Die, fatty, and face my fury!"

Dai Mubai beat Ma Hongjun without any restraint, using all three soul skills without holding back, completely disregarding the consumption of his Soul Power.

"Ahhhhhh!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Teacher Zhao, come save me!"

Under the absolute suppression of Soul Power Level, even if Ma Hongjun wanted to resist, he was quickly pinned back down by Dai Mubai.

"Tsk tsk tsk! He's being beaten so miserably!"

"Little Ao, look, this is what happens when you have a big mouth!"

Li Xiaoyao watched with great interest, not forgetting to hand Oscar some melon seeds while offering his commentary.

"Fatty had it coming!"

Oscar was also quite speechless.

Ma Hongjun had been beaten until his face was bruised and swollen, yet no one pitied him—having no social intelligence and a foul mouth was purely self-inflicted.

"Hmph! Fatty!"

"If you run your mouth again, it won't be this light next time!"

After venting, Dai Mubai felt refreshed. Most of his anger had dissipated, and though he had consumed a fair amount of soul power, the ferocity in his eyes gradually faded. He released his grip on the back of Ma Hongjun's collar and snorted coldly.

Ma Hongjun rubbed his bruised arm and hopped away, wincing in pain. His hair still carried the burnt smell from the White Tiger Light Wave, but he didn't forget to stay stubborn.

"Who has a foul mouth! It's clearly you who was holding back anger and used me as a punching bag!"

Although he said that, he didn't dare to step forward again, only shooting a glare at Dai Mubai from a distance.

Oscar, standing to the side, had been prepared. He raised his hand and tossed two Recovery Sausages to Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai.

"Alright! You dead fatty, say less!"

"Boss Dai, replenish some soul power!"

Dai Mubai didn't stand on ceremony. He took the sausage and took a large bite. Warm soul power surged down his throat into his body, and the seventy percent of his soul power that had been exhausted began to return, while the sweat on his forehead vanished.

Ma Hongjun wolfed his down even faster, finishing it in a few bites before rubbing his stomach and muttering.

"Little Ao's sausages are still the best!"

"Otherwise, I'd be sleeping on my stomach tonight."

After finishing these tasks, Oscar sat back down in his original spot, not even considering handing a sausage to the others.

After all, Li Xiaoyao's Chronos could perform Time Reversal, so neither he nor Ning Rongrong needed sausages for recovery.

As for the remaining Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing, they couldn't bring themselves to accept the Soul Incantation required to create his sausages.

Just then, Zhao Wuji finally couldn't help but step forward, interrupting their bickering.

"Have you little brats had enough yet!"

"What time do you think it is, and you're still here making a racket?"

"You came to Shrek Academy to cultivate, not to fight, brawl, and settle old scores!"

"Dai Mubai, say less!"

"Zhu Zhuqing, stop being so stubborn!"

"And Ma Hongjun, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak!"

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun, having been called out, instantly fell silent. The scene, which had been lively just a moment ago, quieted down in an instant.

Dai Mubai reined in the smile at the corners of his mouth and gave a slight nod.

After all, Zhao Wuji was the Vice Dean of Shrek Academy and a genuine Level 76 Soul Saint; when he turned serious, there were truly few students who dared to defy him.

Zhu Zhuqing was naturally a woman of few words. After being called out, her eyelashes merely trembled slightly as she cast her gaze elsewhere, no longer dwelling on their previous minor friction.

Ma Hongjun still had half a sausage stuffed in his mouth. He forcibly swallowed the retort that had been on the tip of his tongue and nodded with his cheeks puffed out, looking rather comical.

Just like that, time slowly slipped away.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Wuji called out in a deep voice.

"Alright!"

"The one-hour rest period is over!"

"Everyone, get up and let's move!"

"Mubai, you take the rear. Make sure to look after everyone!"

"Zhu Zhuqing, keep up with the group. Don't fall behind!"

Li Xiaoyao and Ning Rongrong were the first to rise, keeping pace with Zhao Wuji.

Next were Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

Zhu Zhuqing also stood up and brushed the dust off her clothes. Without even glancing at Dai Mubai, she walked straight toward the front of the group.

Dai Mubai watched Zhu Zhuqing's retreating figure and took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart. He silently followed at the end of the line, though his gaze remained fixed on that cold, aloof figure, never once looking away.

Suotuo City was quite close to the Star Dou Great Forest. If a seven-ring Soul Saint were to travel at full speed, they could reach the small town outside the Star Dou Great Forest in just a few hours.

However, with several burdens and dead weights in tow, Li Xiaoyao's group of nine dragged their journey out until dusk before finally arriving at the town outside the Star Dou Great Forest.

The group had sprinted for nearly five hundred kilometers. Aside from Zhao Wuji and Li Xiaoyao, everyone else was exhausted to the point of collapse.

Zhao Wuji turned his head to look at the group. Seeing that Li Xiaoyao wasn't even flushed or out of breath, and was even carrying the completely exhausted Ning Rongrong on his back, the others couldn't help but call him a freak in their hearts.

Throughout the entire journey, they hadn't seen Li Xiaoyao use the Time Reversal of his Chronos even once.

Tang San had the Mysterious Heaven Skill to recover and the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to travel, putting him a cut above the rest. Even so, his condition was nothing to boast about, simply because he was also carrying Xiao Wu, who had already collapsed from exhaustion, on his back.

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were already sprawled out on the ground, limbs splayed, their chests heaving violently like bellows as they gasped for air.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, she was leaning against a tree with her tongue lolling out and her eyes rolled back, looking as if she had been completely worn out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! That brat Li's physical constitution is just too monstrous!"

"And the young sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong, has also been completely wrapped around Li Xiaoyao's finger."

Li Xiaoyao's outstanding performance made Zhao Wuji marvel inwardly.

But when he turned his head to look at the others, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Tang San's performance is decent, and Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing are doing alright as well. Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun have been slacking off in their cultivation lately. I'll have to give those little brats a harsh training session in a while!"

After making his arrangements in his mind, Zhao Wuji called out.

"It will be dark soon, and it is very dangerous to enter the Star Dou Great Forest now."

"Everyone is tired, so let's find a place to rest and set off again tomorrow."