Their Soul Ring Configurations were even more pitiful. They actually had white Ten-Year Soul Rings.
"Are these really students from an advanced Soul Master Academy? Their First Soul Rings are only ten years old?"
Dai Mubai's disdainful expression deepened. As he mocked them, two yellow Soul Rings and one purple Soul Ring began to pulse around him.
"Thousand-Year Soul Rings?!" the Canghui Academy students exclaimed in surprise.
Dai Mubai paid them no mind. As his Third Soul Ring lit up, he seized the chance to launch a sneak attack.
With the boost from White Tiger Vajra Transformation, Dai Mubai was incredibly fierce.
In an instant, the distracted Canghui Academy students were sent flying, coughing up blood. They crashed to the ground, weak and wheezing.
Dai Mubai sneered. "What? Is this all the students from your academy can manage? I'm disappointed."
At his words, the veins on Ye Zhi Qiu's forehead bulged, and he flew into a rage.
When he'd first seen Dai Mubai's Soul Ring Configuration, he'd intended to let the matter go.
But he hadn't expected Dai Mubai to be so ruthless, or to hold Canghui Academy in such utter contempt.
If he didn't restore their reputation, Canghui Advanced Soul Master Academy would become a laughingstock.
Ye Zhi Qiu figured that even if people mocked him for bullying the young, he still had to get justice for his students.
After all, this had started because Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had run their mouths.
"Don't get cocky, brat!"
Soul Power surged around Ye Zhi Qiu. Five Soul Rings—one white, two yellow, and two purple—appeared at his feet.
His Martial Soul was a Black Tortoise.
He stomped on the ground, and his whole body shot toward Dai Mubai like a cannonball.
The Black Tortoise Martial Soul wasn't known for speed, but Ye Zhi Qiu was a genuine Soul King.
Even at his slowest, he wasn't much slower than a Soul Elder.
Dai Mubai was startled. He hadn't expected a teacher from Canghui Academy to attack outright.
He hurriedly used White Tiger Protective Barrier to block Ye Zhi Qiu's blow.
But Ye Zhi Qiu's eyes narrowed as he unleashed his Third Soul Skill, Mysterious Water Surge.
In an instant, a black column of water spurted from his mouth and shot toward Dai Mubai.
The intense chill immediately lowered the temperature in the restaurant.
With a crash, Dai Mubai was blasted through the hotel's front doors.
He hit the ground hard and rolled through the mud, looking like a beggar.
Without Ma Hongjun and the others to help him, Dai Mubai had little chance of challenging a Soul King above his rank.
"Boss Dai!"
It had all happened too fast. Ma Hongjun and even Tang San hadn't had time to react.
Now it was Ye Zhi Qiu's turn to look down at Ma Hongjun and the others. He taunted them, "Don't accuse me of bullying children. Come at me together!"
"You old turtle! You sneak-attacked Boss Dai—you've got no shame!"
Ma Hongjun had forgotten that Dai Mubai had just sneak-attacked the Canghui Academy students first.
Ye Zhi Qiu had only repaid him in kind.
Tang San and Xiao Wu were on good terms with Dai Mubai, so they stood up, ready to attack Ye Zhi Qiu.
But Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing stayed put, while Ning Rongrong hesitated.
When Ye Zhi Qiu heard Ma Hongjun call him a turtle, however, he flew into a rage like a rat whose tail had been stepped on.
"You little brats! I'll teach you what it means to respect your elders in place of your teachers!"
In an instant, the Soul Power of a Soul King swept through the restaurant.
This time, he would hold nothing back. He was determined to teach Ma Hongjun and the others a lesson!
Lan Minghua's lips curled into a slight smile. He wanted to see if Tang San and the others could fight a Soul King.
"The show isn't over yet!"
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Zhao Wuji stayed silent. With him around, a Soul King couldn't cause much trouble.
Dai Mubai and the others had been getting into too much trouble lately. Letting them suffer a little might not be a bad thing.
If they really provoked someone they shouldn't, the entire Shrek Academy would have to pay for their actions.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji shot Lan Minghua a furtive glance.
Lan Minghua noticed and rolled his eyes.
"If you want to look, just look openly. You're acting like some little girl."
"But Old Zhao had realized how serious this could be. If they really provoked someone they shouldn't, everyone from Shrek Academy would suffer."
At that moment, the hotel owner came out, visibly nervous. "Honored Soul Masters, please don't fight inside my establishment. This little business can't afford the damage..."
Ye Zhi Qiu was furious, but he hadn't lost his reason.
If he ruined Canghui Academy's reputation, he'd be held responsible.
And Canghui Academy's dean, Shi Nian, would never forgive him.
"If you've got the guts, come outside. My little business can't take the damage. If you're too scared, then stay put, call yourselves useless, and keep your tails between your legs."
With that, Ye Zhi Qiu laughed and headed for the door.
Ma Hongjun and the others, who thought of themselves as geniuses and monsters, were instantly enraged when someone called them useless.
"Old man, don't think being a Soul King makes you so great! Just you wait—I'll finish you!"
Ma Hongjun talked tough, but didn't move a muscle.
Clearly, he was afraid.
He hadn't said that for Ye Zhi Qiu or the other people in the restaurant to hear. He'd said it for Zhao Wuji.
He wanted Zhao Wuji to take care of Ye Zhi Qiu, the Soul King.
Lan Minghua watched Ma Hongjun with amusement. How could he fail to see through his little scheme?
Zhao Wuji also looked helpless. He'd wanted to step in as soon as Dai Mubai was blasted away.
But Lan Minghua had glared him back into place.
Outside the hotel, Ye Zhi Qiu stared mockingly at Dai Mubai.
His expression seemed to say, "Looks like your friends are all cowards!"
He taunted them without mercy. "Admit it. You're just bullies who pick on the weak. Keep your tails between your legs!"
Ma Hongjun ignored Ye Zhi Qiu's taunts and calmly ate his hot food.
In truth, he was panicking. He kept wondering why Zhao Wuji still hadn't come down.
Lan Minghua could hardly hide his amusement. "Keep waiting. Go on, keep waiting. Old Zhao can't come down, so I'd like to see how you handle this."
The people in the restaurant began pointing at Ma Hongjun and Tang San.
Ma Hongjun was thick-skinned enough to endure it, but Tang San couldn't.
In an instant, his eyes turned cold as he slowly swept his gaze around the room.
"You dared to mock me and call me useless? You've chosen your own deaths!"
Although he'd lived two lives, the total of both still only amounted to his twenties. He was young and hot-blooded.
He had a little cunning, but not much.
Tang San cared deeply about what others thought of him.
Lan Minghua watched the killing intent rise in Tang San's eyes and scoffed.
"Hypocrite. If someone offends him, they deserve to die. But when he offends someone else, he thinks he's completely justified."
He was still too green—not like a certain Immortal Venerable, who had long since stopped caring what the world thought.
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