Eunuch Ma Hongjun! Shrek Is Exactly Who I'm Beating!

That fatty had a head of red hair, shifty eyes, and a lecherous grin on his face as he looked the trembling female student up and down.

He was Shrek's Evil Fire Phoenix, Ma Hongjun.

"Beauty, have you made up your mind?"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together, wearing the face of a lecher.

"I possess a Top-tier Beast Spirit, the Evil Fire Phoenix!

I'm only Fifteen Years Old this year, and I'm already a Soul Elder!

My future is limitless!"

He puffed out his chest, seemingly trying to show off how extraordinary he was.

"My teacher is Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji, a Spirit Sage!"

"For me to take a liking to you is a blessing you cultivated for eight lifetimes! Be good and submit to me, and I guarantee you'll live in luxury from now on!"

The Female Student's face lost its color, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

She hugged her arms tightly, her voice tinged with tears.

"No... I don't like you... How could I... how could I give you my purity..."

At the rejection, the smile on Ma Hongjun's face instantly vanished, replaced by a dark expression.

Soul Power began to ripple around him, and a scorching aura spread through the air.

"You don't like me?"

His tone became impatient, his eyes full of Evil Fire.

"My Evil Fire is about to become impossible to suppress! What if I get burned to death by it because of you?!"

"Is it really so hard to use your chastity to save my life?!"

Ma Hongjun's voice grew louder and louder, while his expression became increasingly ferocious.

"Why are you being so stingy, woman?! Let me have some fun—you won't die from it!"

"Fuck!"

Seeing that the woman was still shaking her head, tears streaming down her face, Ma Hongjun completely lost his patience and cursed.

His Third Spirit Ring suddenly lit up!

"Looks like you won't submit unless I teach you a lesson!"

He stretched out his fat Lecherous Hand and reached for the female student's collar!

The Female Student let out a desperate scream.

However, Ma Hongjun's hand stopped in midair.

It was not because he stopped it himself.

A foot had kicked him in the face without warning.

"Bang!"

A dull impact rang out.

Ma Hongjun's fat body flew backward like a broken sack, crashing heavily into another tree before rolling onto the ground.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several broken teeth.

A figure slowly appeared in front of the terrified Female Student.

The newcomer wore a black mask, making his features impossible to see clearly.

"You disgusting fatty."

Lu Ming's voice was calm and flat, yet it made Ma Hongjun, lying on the ground, feel bone-chilling cold.

"Disgusting!"

Ma Hongjun clutched his face in sharp pain and struggled to rise from the ground, staring at Lu Ming in shock and rage.

"Who the fuck are you?! How dare you meddle in my business!"

Before he could finish speaking, purple light flashed before his eyes.

Dozens of Purple-gold Vines as thick as wrists shot out from beneath Lu Ming's feet like venomous snakes brought to life!

The vines were covered in mysterious Purple-Gold Veins, exuding imperial majesty and a vast aura of life.

Ma Hongjun did not even have time to release his Martial Soul before the vines instantly wrapped around him, binding him tightly and suspending him in midair.

"This is... Blue Silver Grass?"

Ma Hongjun's eyes were full of shock. This Martial Soul was clearly in the form of Blue Silver Grass, yet its color and aura were completely different!

Before he could figure it out, the tip of one of the thickest vines became incomparably sharp, like a Purple-Gold spear aimed at his lower body.

"What are you doing?!"

Ma Hongjun finally felt fear and began struggling wildly.

"I'm warning you! My teacher is Zhao Wuji! I..."

"Psh!"

The soft sound of a sharp object piercing flesh rang out.

The Purple-gold Vine did not pause in the slightest, piercing his vital spot with precise cruelty.

Then, the vine suddenly twisted and pulled!

"Ah—!!!"

A heart-rending, inhuman scream echoed through the entire forest.

Blood sprayed from Ma Hongjun's lower body like a fountain, dyeing his pants red and dyeing the ground red.

A bloody mass of flesh was ripped from his body by the vine and flung onto the ground.

Ma Hongjun's body convulsed violently, his eyes rolling back as fluid ran down his pant legs.

The sharp pain nearly made him pass out.

Lu Ming watched his pained, twisted fat face, and there was not a ripple in his eyes beneath the mask.

He controlled the Blue Silver Emperor vines and slowly tightened them.

"Crack... crack..."

The sound of bones shattering clearly entered Ma Hongjun's ears.

"No... don't..."

Ma Hongjun was covered in tears and snot as he begged hoarsely.

"I was wrong... Let me go... Please let me go..."

Lu Ming remained unmoved.

The force in the vines suddenly increased!

Every bone in Ma Hongjun's body shattered inch by inch beneath that terrifying crushing force!

His screams turned into hoarse, leaking gasps.

Amid the final wail of his bones, the Purple-gold Vines suddenly loosened.

Ma Hongjun's fat body collapsed from midair like a lump of mud, kicking up a cloud of dust as he hit the ground.

He lay there with his body twisted unnaturally, blood foam mixed with fragments of internal organs spilling from his mouth as his consciousness drifted through the abyss of sharp pain.

What little reason he had left made him instinctively reach between his legs.

There was nothing there.

Only a patch of warm, sticky blood remained, along with a horrifying bloody hole.

Ma Hongjun's pupils shrank to pinpoints in an instant.

He... had become a eunuch?

The thought exploded in his mind like heavenly thunder, shattering his last trace of hope.

The asset he had been so proud of, the source of his pleasure, was just gone?!

Despair and fury a thousand times more intense than his physical pain instantly swept through his entire body.

"No—!!!"

He let out an incomparably shrill howl and struggled to get up, but nearly every bone in his body had been broken. The slightest movement brought piercing pain.

His venomous gaze locked tightly onto the figure wearing a red mask.

"You... you actually dared..."

Ma Hongjun's voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with endless hatred.

It had to have been a Sneak Attack!

Yes!

That had to be it!

He was the possessor of the Top-tier Beast Spirit, the Evil Fire Phoenix, a future Titled Douluo!

How could he possibly be subdued in one move by some guy who had appeared out of nowhere?!

This brat had launched a Sneak Attack from behind while he was unprepared, without any martial honor!

He was even wearing a mask—clearly some coward too ashamed to show his face!

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun seemed to find something to support his faith. He endured the sharp pain, propped up his upper body with his elbows, and pointed at Lu Ming.

"Brat, do you know who I am?"

His voice was weak from blood loss, but the threat in it was completely undisguised.