Tang San: Blue Silver Grass Is a Useless Martial Soul, So Yang Yuan's Blue Silver Grass Definitely Isn't a Real Martial Soul

"You lost both the fight and your dignity. You've really embarrassed me."

"When we get back to the academy, every one of you will undergo extra training."

Zhao Wuji stood where he was, sweeping his gaze over the Shrek group before it settled on Dai Mubai.

The latter had long since been blinded by rage and shouted, "Are we just going to let this go?"

"Teacher Zhao, are you refusing to help us get revenge just because he's a Heaven Dou Academy student?"

Yang Yuan smiled. "Teacher, it seems your academy's students are quite unhappy with how you handled this. Are you really not planning to make a move?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji could not help muttering inwardly.

"Make a move?"

"Do they take me, Zhao Wuji, for an idiot?"

He grinned. "What are you talking about? How could a teacher like me attack a junior like you?"

But the instant he looked at Dai Mubai, his expression changed completely. He barked, "Do you have any backbone at all? A contest between peers is a contest between peers. If you lost, then you lost. And now you want a teacher to stand up for you?"

Inside, he cursed: What an idiot. Didn't he hear that the kid had backing?

If he really made a move, the people behind Yang Yuan would probably chop their entire group into minced meat.

Dai Mubai felt even more humiliated, but those words restored some of his reason. He gritted his teeth and said nothing more.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji snorted coldly.

Turning to Yang Yuan, he cupped his fists and smiled. "Little brother, you've taught them their lesson. I'll take them away now."

"Wait!" Yang Yuan called out to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji raised a brow and secretly gathered Soul Power.

If Yang Yuan