Dissatisfaction

Li Zong took a step back. As a Title Douluo, as the division commander of the Central Soul Engineer Division, he had fought through countless battles and seen countless powerful figures. He had never once retreated before a Spirit Douluo. But at this moment, he did.

It was not because of Long Xiuyuan's strength, but because of his eyes.

There was something in those eyes that made him not dare to meet them. It was anger that had been suppressed for too long and had finally found an outlet. It was frustration that had been humiliated for too long and could finally roar. It was resolve that had suffered injustice for too long and could finally resist.

That sort of thing was more terrifying than any power.

"How glorious was our Military Department back then? We overawed Shrek, the Central Legion advanced a hundred li, and the Sea God Legion lay in wait for its chance! Shrek was just an academy! What right did it have to stand above us soldiers who kept both feet on the ground and throw its weight around?!"

Long Xiuyuan pointed at a captain in the Mecha Battalion. The man had been transferred from the Northern Legion. His face had flushed crimson, and his fingers were trembling.

"You were transferred from the Northern Legion, weren't you? How many times has our Northern Legion... how many times have we had our arsenal invaded by those damned Shrek Seven Devils?! Had new-model fighters stolen from us?!"

His finger swung toward another person.

"And you? You're from the Western Legion. Any random graduate of Shrek Academy goes over there and takes away the promotion opportunity you people fought half your lives to earn!"

"Challenging our halls! Forcing fights! After beating you wounded, beating you crippled, did Shrek Academy