Beating Up the Turtle

"Senior Sister."

The black-haired youth, who had looked so fierce just moments ago, immediately wilted.

"Senior Sister."

Her tranquil eyes swept over the crowd. When they settled on the refined young man, the Senior Sister of the inner court's lips curled slightly at an angle no one noticed.

"You were causing trouble at my stall?!"

An Zhen's gaze fell on the Turtle Shell Youth, who had activated his Martial Soul.

Zhang Lexuan's gaze also landed on Xu Sanshi. Though her eyes showed no ripple of emotion, they frightened Xu Sanshi into hurriedly explaining, "Senior Sister, I..."

"It was him!"

The lively young beauty shouted.

"Not only did he cut in line, he tried to force his way into buying it and bullied my Yutong."

"I paid. If he refuses to show Nannan respect, then he's refusing to show me respect," Xu Sanshi said coldly.

"Yutong, Wang Dong, are you two alright?"

An Zhen walked over to the two girls and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Wang Dong shook her head, her face filled with anger. "That guy cut in line, threw down money, and tried to snatch the milk tea. Yutong refused, and he even bruised her wrist when he grabbed her."

"Yutong."

An Zhen reached out and took the girl's slender arm, gently rolling up her sleeve. Red finger marks were imprinted on her fair skin.

You touched one of my people!

"What face does a little turtle like you have!"

The young man turned around and cursed coldly.

No wonder this guy could never win her over. His nature was impossible to change. He was still as arrogant and domineering as ever, cutting in line, forcing purchases, and relying on his strength to bully younger students.

"Kid..."

Just as Xu Sanshi was about to spit out a threat, he caught sight of the Long Black-haired Beauty standing nearby and forcibly swallowed his words.

"How much? I'll compensate you."

"Apologize to my people, or we'll settle this in the Battle Soul Arena." An Zhen really wanted to hit someone.

Hit him hard!

"!"

The fury Xu Sanshi had only just suppressed surged back up. Asking him to lower his head and apologize in front of the girl he loved? Impossible.

"You're pushing your luck, kid!"

Xu Sanshi turned toward Zhang Lexuan. "Senior Sister, he asked for this himself. I'll accept whatever punishment comes afterward, but I only activated my Martial Soul because Tang Ya used hidden weapons against me."

"You bullied my junior brother first."

The refined young man stepped forward.

"So lively?"

An aged voice sounded. An old man with messy hair, exceptionally greasy clothes, and a chicken leg in his mouth slowly approached.

"Xuan Zi."

Zhang Lexuan bowed respectfully.

"Xuan Zi."

Seeing even the Senior Sister of the inner court behave this way, the surrounding students hurriedly bowed as well, even those who did not know him.

"What happened?"

An Zhen looked at Wang Dong. "Wang Dong, could you make some milk tea for Taotie Majesty and explain what happened while you're at it?"

"Ah? Oh."

Only after An Zhen reminded her did the dazed girl realize that this scruffy old man was actually the Taotie Douluo.

The students around them, who had not understood what was happening, suddenly felt their legs go weak.

Damn, this milk tea really had this big shot's approval.

Xu Sanshi's face instantly went pale. He had thought it was just some student's clever little scheme.

The sequence of events was simple.

Jiang Nannan had been interested in the milk tea, but even after the discount, it was still expensive for a commoner student, so she wanted to bargain. Everything had been perfectly normal until then. Since An Zhen had not given her any instructions, Huo Yutong felt she could not lower the price without permission. Then someone decided to play the hero saving the beauty, threw down money, and tried to forcibly take the milk tea. But Huo Yutong noticed. During the struggle, he injured her wrist, and Tang Ya stepped in when she saw it...

"Little Xu."

"I-I'm here."

Xu Sanshi, who had been so arrogant just moments ago, now looked like a quail.

The big shot took a bite of chicken, then a sip of milk tea, before slowly saying, "You were indeed at fault first in this matter."

His dim eyes glanced at Huo Yutong, whom An Zhen was protecting. "How about this? No need to go to the Battle Soul Arena. You can fight right here."

"If you win, you pay one thousand Gold Soul Coins. If you lose, you pay four Xuan Water Pills and apologize."

"Xuan..." Tang Ya felt this was somewhat inappropriate. After all, this person had acted to stand up for Yutong, and he was a new student. Xu Sanshi was a sixth-year student.

"Fine, we'll do it this way!" An Zhen agreed immediately.

Tang Ya looked discouraged. Was this guy serious? Couldn't he see the sixth-year uniform the other side was wearing?!

"Little Xu." The aged voice sounded.

"I agree. If you say so, sir, then I'll definitely agree."

Even though the Dragon Whisker Needle was still inside him, bullying a new student was effortless.

"Then clear some space."

The old man lightly patted Xu Sanshi on the shoulder. A golden thread finer than a strand of hair shot out, turning into something the size of a grain of rice. Xuan Zi casually tossed it to Tang Ya.

Xu Sanshi was overjoyed!

Seeing the faint smile at An Zhen's lips, he thought, Kid, you're finished.

"It's over, it's over!"

Tang Ya said dejectedly.

"Teacher Xiao Ya, is he very strong?" Huo Yutong asked worriedly as Tang Ya applied some unknown liquid to her wrist.

"Although I hate that guy, I have to admit that he's strong. Xuanming Turtle, a mutated Martial Soul. His cultivation is the same as Beibei's, and both have top-tier beast Martial Souls. One is called the strongest offensive attacker in the outer court, while the other is called the strongest defender in the outer court."

"If the Dragon Whisker Needle hadn't been removed just now, your friend might still have had a chance. But now, he has no chance at all."

"That impulsive idiot..." Wang Dong lightly bit her cherry lips with her little tiger teeth. Her dreamy eyes reflected the black-haired youth's back.

"Xuan Zi, this isn't fair."

Under everyone's astonished gazes, the pink-blue-haired youth voiced her objection to a Super Douluo.

"Who told that kid to covet someone else's treasure?" The old man gnawing on the chicken leg spoke slowly. "Besides, how do you know whether it's recklessness or confidence that everything is under control?"

"Xu Sanshi, Soul Elder, Xuanming Turtle. Kid, you'd better surrender now."

"An Zhen, Soul Grandmaster, World."

As he spoke, the young man suddenly retreated several meters under everyone's puzzled gazes, then closed his eyes. One second later, he opened them.

"Aren't you attacking?"

"Heh." The short-haired young man wore an expression that said he was the greatest, and he did not even activate his Martial Soul. "I'll give you three moves."

Soul Power surged forth, but no matter how closely they looked, the crowd could not see any sign of Martial Soul Possession or a tool Martial Soul on the young man.

"Your left leg."

The young man announced softly.

A Golden Yellow Soul Ring lit up.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out.

To everyone's astonishment, the sixth-year senior suddenly dropped to one knee, his face twisted in agony.

"Kid!"

Xuanming Turtle Possession.

His muscles swelled all over, and an astonishing aura burst from the fierce-looking young man.

Then, Xu Sanshi suddenly felt something wet on his face.

"Pfft, a giant turtle!" Wang Dong, who was watching the battle, suddenly burst into laughter, and the surrounding boys and girls could not help laughing as well.

"?"

Xu Sanshi did not understand. "My Martial Soul is the Xuanming Turtle!"

His Martial Soul could not be insulted.

"Xu Turtle, your face!" Tang Ya shouted gleefully.

He took out a mirror from the soul tool storage device at his waist, and only then did Xu Sanshi discover why he had become a laughingstock.

The characters "turtle" had been written across both sides of his face.

When had this happened?!

He had clearly already activated his Martial Soul.

"Xu Sanshi, have you ever been bullied??"

A cool voice rang out.

"Just some cheap tricks!" Xu Sanshi dismissed it with contempt.

"Is that so?"

An Zhen took an unhurried step forward.

"Actually, I could strip you naked and write even more humiliating words across your body. But I'm not some villain, and there are so many girls here. It wouldn't be right to dirty their eyes, would it?"

The Golden Yellow Soul Ring lit up.

"Mmph—"

Xu Sanshi's roar abruptly stopped.

The laughter at the scene abruptly stopped as well.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

The students watched in silence as the sixth-year senior dropped to his knees in pain and dug soil from his mouth, which had somehow been filled with it. There was even a flattened milk tea cup inside.

First, words on his face.

Now, dirt in his mouth.

When exactly had it happened?

Was this guy really a Soul Grandmaster?

"What if it wasn't dirt, but shit and piss?"

"Oh, right." The young man suddenly revealed a playful smile. "I put in a milk tea cup to tell you that I'm not only capable of stuffing dirt into your mouth."

"How dare you!" Xu Sanshi roared after digging out the dirt.

"Why wouldn't I dare!"

"Even if your father were an emperor or a Title Douluo, it wouldn't change the fact that you could be made to eat shit and garbage at any time."

An Zhen stated it calmly.

What had seemed like a joke of a fight now made no one dare underestimate this new student.

Even Xu Sanshi, known as the strongest in the outer court, had been reduced to this. What about them?

"You have a bit of ability, receive a little praise, and start looking down on everyone."

"Give me—ah!"

Xu Sanshi, who had just tried to gather strength and get up for a sneak attack, fell to the ground, clutching his other previously unharmed leg and screaming.

"No matter how good or strong your background and abilities are, can they compare to Taotie Douluo? True important figures do not bully the weak, so why do you, a useless person with only a little ability, dare to do so?"

At the entrance of Shrek Academy, the lively scene from before seemed to have frozen.

Before countless watching eyes, an unbelievable battle was taking place.

"I understand that you wanted to show off in front of the girl you love, but why did you have to bully my people?"

Looking at Xu Sanshi lying on the ground like a dead dog, having accepted the outcome and stopped struggling, An Zhen sighed, ended his retaliation, and slowly said:

"Being bullied doesn't feel good, does it?"

"I've heard of Jiang Nannan, the number one beauty of the outer court. She comes from a commoner background."

Hearing the name of the girl he loved, the young man raised his head.

"A commoner. Perhaps her childhood was unfortunate, and over ninety percent of the misfortune suffered by commoners comes from the upper class, from nobles like you. She was bullied by nobles as a child, so how could the behavior of a young noble master like you possibly make her like you?"

"I know you might want to say that neither you nor your family ever bullied commoners. But after a sheep has been hurt by a gray wolf with sharp teeth and claws, when it sees another creature with sharp teeth and claws, won't it be afraid? Won't its wounds hurt?"

"Arrogant and domineering, forcing purchases and sales, relying on your strength to bully younger students—how are you any different from those people?"

After beating him up, An Zhen had finally vented his anger.

Silence.

It was as if the world had been paused at that moment.

A voice, almost choked with emotion, sounded.

"I... I surrender."

The agonized young man pushed himself up from the ground with both hands. Yet no amount of pain in his body, no amount of ridicule from others, and nothing in the outside world could affect the sorrowful young man at that moment.

His misty eyes reflected the hand covered in dirt. For the first time, Xu Sanshi felt that his hand was so filthy.

Nannan, was this how you had always seen me...?