Teaching Ma Hongjun a Lesson

Nan Li crooked a finger, and the Golden Feather that had carried the Recovery Big Sausage into the air trembled. It deliberately traced an arc before Ma Hongjun's eyes, then finally hovered several meters in front of Nan Li.

The ten-year-old girl had not fully grown into her features yet and looked sweet and well-behaved—of course, only on the surface. Nan Li smiled like a delinquent young boy, raising one hand unhurriedly under Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's furious glares and snapping her fingers.

With a hiss, the other big sausage, which had "lived" a little longer, was completely burned away by the flames.

Oscar's mouth opened and closed, but he hesitated to speak.

"Damn little bitch, take my First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fireline!" The purplish-red fireline lunged at Nan Li as furiously as its owner.

"Fatty!"

"Fatty!"

Dai Mubai and Oscar shouted at the same time.

Oscar thought, Why did this fatty never watch his mouth? Why did he have to provoke her?

Dai Mubai neither agreed nor disagreed with Ma Hongjun's words. He was only thinking that there were too many trees around—if they caught fire, they would be finished!

But what the two of them thought was their business. What Nan Li did depended on Nan Li's own methods.

Nan Li arrogantly crouched on a tree branch, a smile curling her lips as she raised a hand. A stream of Li Fire stretched between the tree and Ma Hongjun. The purplish-red Phoenix Fireline looked imposing, but Nan Li felt that the flames were just like their owner—pathetically weak.

"Trash will always be trash." Nan Li snorted, her smile downright wild.

The anger in Ma Hongjun's heart surged, making every strand of his short hair stand on end. "Damn little bit—"

Slap! Nan Li flicked a Golden Feather at Ma Hongjun. The outline of the metal feather imprinted itself on his fat face, as if he had been slapped.

"Stinking bitch!"

Slap!

The words had barely left his mouth when the other side of Ma Hongjun's face was struck by another Golden Feather.

"Very good. Now they're symmetrical." Nan Li smiled carelessly.

"You!"

Slap!

"Nan—"

Slap!

"Shh—" Nan Li frowned and made a silencing gesture. "I don't want to hear you talk. It's unbearable to listen to."

Two Golden Feathers hovered at either side of Ma Hongjun's body like silent threats.

"Boss Dai!" Ma Hongjun covered his face and backed away, hiding beside Dai Mubai.

"Nan Li! Don't go too far!" Dai Mubai had already shown considerable restraint out of consideration for her connection to the Star Luo Imperial Family. He had not expected Nan Li to have no idea when to stop!

"So what?" Nan Li glanced sideways at Dai Mubai. She slowly rose to her feet and crossed her arms, looking as though there was nothing he could do about her. "If you've got the guts, fight me. If you don't, shut your mouth."

"Nan Li, isn't this a little too much?" Jiang E Li watched the somewhat "brutal" Nan Li from the Sea of Consciousness and carefully reminded her, "Didn't you agree to come to Shrek Academy because you wanted to befriend the Shrek Seven Devils ahead of time? Won't this offend all of them?"

Nan Li looked down at the three of them and said indifferently, "When did I ever say I wanted to befriend them?"

"Then why did you..." Jiang E Li did not understand.

"Crooked hearts, improper conduct—what does Becoming a God matter? They would still be a scourge." Nan Li's eyes were filled with endless coldness. "Sun Island cannot rely on outsiders. You said there were people worth knowing, so I came here to take a look. But trash like this can become gods too?"

"Um, Nan Li, we can talk this out. We can talk this out!" Oscar forced himself to step forward, only to be driven back by Nan Li's glare.

"This has nothing to do with you."

Oscar gave a bitter smile and retreated several steps.

"Maybe it's because of the protagonist group's plot armor? In other words, they benefited from protagonist Tang San's luck." Jiang E Li could not make sense of it either. Ever since entering Nuoding Academy, she had discovered that the anime from her previous life had embellished things.

First there was Tang San, constantly talking about a "path to death," and Yu Xiaogang, hypocritical and pretentious. Then there was Ma Hongjun, whose mouth was full of vulgarities, and Dai Mubai, who chased skirts all day and managed three rendezvous in a single day. Compared to them, even willful Xiao Wu counted as the most normal one.

Setting Martial Souls aside, Oscar could even be called a breath of fresh air among men. But as the saying went, "He who keeps company with ink becomes black." He spent every day with Ma Hongjun, so his character still needed to be assessed.

"Fortune?" Nan Li asked.

"You could understand it that way. But with Qian Renxue as a variable, can we defeat Spirit Hall without joining forces with others?" Jiang E Li was still worried.

"Li, I have three goals in coming to Shrek Academy this time." Nan Li did not always address Jiang E Li by her full name; sometimes, she simply called her Li. Flames danced in her palm as the two Golden Feathers flew and darted before Ma Hongjun's eyes, occasionally making intimate contact with him.

Dai Mubai reached out to block them, but Nan Li showed him no mercy and slapped his arm hard.

"Could they be... Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong?" Jiang E Li guessed. "And Oscar as well?"

"No. More precisely, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, the Hell Spirit Cat, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile." Nan Li split her attention, speaking with Jiang E Li while keeping Ma Hongjun separated from the others.

"Sun Island's target is the families and forces represented by these three Martial Souls. While Dong Yun and I travel outside to train and strengthen ourselves, we must also keep an eye on the younger generation of these families. Being classmates at the same academy is currently the least conspicuous way to approach them."

Nan Li waved a hand, recalling the two Golden Feathers and the flames. She glanced at Ma Hongjun and said in disgust, "Just looking at someone like this makes me sick."

The girl perched on the tree branch suddenly changed her bearing. She raised one arm, her crimson eyes locking precisely onto her target. Nan Li lightly pushed off with her foot, shooting out like an arrow.

Bang!

Flipping through the air, Nan Li swept a high side kick across Ma Hongjun's head. Ma Hongjun's fat body slammed heavily into a nearby tree trunk, shaking leaves down across the ground.

"Fatty!"

Ma Hongjun himself had not even reacted, much less Oscar and Dai Mubai standing nearby.

The two wanted to step in, but in the next instant, Nan Li somehow found the strength to seize Ma Hongjun by the shoulder, lift him up, and slam him down. Nan Li's knee crashed heavily into his chest.

Then she twisted at the waist and back, driving force through her legs as she swung Ma Hongjun's round body into the air. Her crimson Wings followed close behind. Nan Li beat both Wings, rapidly closing in on Ma Hongjun from below before kicking him into the air again with a thud.

"Ah—" Ma Hongjun only had time to cry out once before Nan Li's following attacks left him completely disoriented.

Bang, bang, bang.

Her fists collided with flesh, producing dull, heavy impacts.

Ma Hongjun's body rose higher and higher under Nan Li's attacks. Nan Li flapped her Wings and followed after him, Blazing Red Cloud, like a bright white dawn, sunrise at daybreak.

"Blazing Red Cloud, like a bright white dawn, sunrise at daybreak." Nan Li's flames were white, hence the bright white dawn; her Wings were crimson like clouds, like sunrise at daybreak.