Canghui Takes Its Anger Out on Shrek

Tang San unleashed his long-famous signature move on Ye Zhiqiu—Mother's Love Entanglement.

Seeing how desperately Tang San was fighting, Ye Zhiqiu decided not to hold back either. "Since you're asking for death, I'll grant your wish."

"Second Soul Skill—Turtle Shell Charge!"

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was cut to pieces the instant it touched Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shell.

But Tang San remained calm. He used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle around behind Ye Zhiqiu. With a series of whooshes, five Hidden Sleeve Arrows shot toward Ye Zhiqiu's back.

Watching the Hidden Sleeve Arrows fly toward Ye Zhiqiu, Tang San couldn't help the corners of his mouth turning up. Ye Zhiqiu, you're nothing but a paper tiger. In my previous life, Zhao Wuji dealt with you without even using his Martial Soul. This time, I'll take you out myself. I'll be ridding the Douluo Continent of a menace.

But the moment Tang San's Hidden Sleeve Arrows touched Ye Zhiqiu, they were deflected by the tortoise shell on Ye Zhiqiu's Martial Soul.

"Little friend, shooting someone in the back isn't nice—especially when your target is a Soul King."

As he spoke, Ye Zhiqiu launched his Martial Soul at Tang San.

Tang San remained calm and threw his head back, laughing.

"Ye Zhiqiu, how laughable that you don't realize death is already at your doorstep."

"When I just circled behind you, I didn't only shoot the Hidden Sleeve Arrows. I also used my second Soul Skill—Parasite."

Tang San swept out his hand. Countless strands of Blue Silver Grass erupted from Ye Zhiqiu's body and wrapped around him in an instant.

Seeing this, the rabbit ears on Xiao Wu's head perked up again. She shouted at Tang San, "Third Brother, kill him for me!"

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu. I won't let anyone who hurt you get away with it."

"Third Brother!"

"Xiao Wu!"

What a fine pair of adulterers!

Everyone else watched Tang San and Xiao Wu as if they were idiots. Ye Zhiqiu was a Soul King, after all. Even if his strength was somewhat inflated, he was still far beyond a mere level-29 Soul Grandmaster like Tang San.

What could level 29 possibly accomplish?

It was probably enough to qualify as a Grandmaster.

At that moment, Ye Zhiqiu's expression remained calm as he lay wrapped in Blue Silver Grass. He gave his Soul Power a slight push, and the grass crumbled to dust in an instant.

Tang San stared in disbelief. How could this be?

Xiao Wu saw what happened and thought, Oh no, I'm probably going to get beaten again.

Everyone else thought, A Soul King is terrifying indeed.

"Do you really think a little Blue Silver Grass can restrain a Soul King? What a ridiculous dream."

As he spoke, Ye Zhiqiu slapped Tang San across the face.

Tang San felt his face sting. It seemed that a few of his teeth had loosened, and then he went flying.

Seeing this, the other students from Canghui Academy got fired up too.

"Everyone, beat them up!"

"Right! Especially that fatty. He even dared to flirt with our female classmate!"

"And that yellow-haired guy in white isn't any good either!"

Soon, the students from Shrek Academy and Canghui Academy were fighting in a brawl. This time, however, the students from Shrek Academy were on the back foot.

After Sword Douluo's warning, Ning Rongrong had originally planned to stay out of it. But for some reason, she had a vague feeling that she ought to help Tang San.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, grant me your power!"

"First: Soul Power!"

"Second: Speed!"

With the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the pressure on the Shrek Academy students eased considerably.

The students from Canghui Academy didn't dare attack once they saw the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Seeing Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said:

"I didn't know the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was here. Please forgive our offense. We'll take our leave."

"You beat someone up and think you can just walk away? It's not that easy."

Ye Zhiqiu followed the voice and looked over. A man was slowly walking down from the second floor. He wasn't tall, but he was broad and stocky, with a broad back and a thick waist. That wasn't the point, though. The point was that seven Soul Rings circled his body.

The newcomer was none other than Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Bright King.

A Soul Saint. Ye Zhiqiu knew this matter probably couldn't be settled peacefully.

"Respected Soul Saint, what do you intend to do?"

"It's simple. You beat up students from Shrek Academy, so I'll beat up students from Canghui Academy—and you, their teacher."

"Lord Soul Saint, your students from Shrek Academy were in the wrong first. Surely it's inappropriate for you to do this."

"What's inappropriate about it? The strong prey on the weak. Whoever has the bigger fist is right. What, you don't accept that?"

Just as Ye Zhiqiu was at a loss, someone outside the hotel shouted loudly:

"Shrek Academy, how impressive you are!"

A man walked in through the door. He was over seven feet tall, with small eyes, a long face, and a goatee. He was slender and wore a long, dark green robe.

The Shrek Academy students looked at one another. None of them knew who this man was.

Only Tang San glared at the newcomer as if flames were about to shoot from his eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu, however, immediately felt reassured when he saw the man and hurried over to greet him.

"Vice Dean, what brings you here?"

"If I hadn't come, wouldn't our Canghui Academy have been bullied today?"

"Exactly, Vice Dean. Thank goodness you came. But this really is a tricky situation. There's even someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at Shrek Academy." As he spoke, Ye Zhiqiu looked toward Ning Rongrong.

The newcomer followed Ye Zhiqiu's gaze to Ning Rongrong and said, "Our Canghui Academy wouldn't dare make an enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. We hope you'll observe from the sidelines today, Miss."

Then the newcomer turned to Zhao Wuji. "I'm Shi Nian, vice dean of Canghui Academy. My Martial Soul is Residual Dream, and I'm a level-72 Soul Saint."

"I'm Zhao Wuji, vice dean of Shrek Academy. My Martial Soul is the Vajra Bear, and I'm a level-76 Soul Saint."

"I never thought the renowned Immovable Bright King would serve as vice dean at some backwater academy."

"And I never thought the famous Residual Dream Shi Nian would be vice dean at a little academy like Canghui either."

"Immovable Bright King, you're too kind. How do you intend to handle today's matter?" Shi Nian asked, watching Zhao Wuji with a sly grin.

Zhao Wuji had only meant to rough up Canghui Academy and blow off some steam, since the person leading their group was merely a Soul King. But then Shi Nian had shown up out of nowhere. Zhao Wuji's level was higher than Shi Nian's, but Shi Nian's Martial Soul was too strange. Zhao Wuji wasn't sure he could win.

That was what Zhao Wuji thought, but he couldn't say it aloud.

"I've already said it. I'll pay you back in kind."

"No room for negotiation?"

"None!"

"Hahaha! Zhao Wuji, your reputation as the Immovable Bright King might scare other people, but it won't scare me."

Before Zhao Wuji could reply, Yu Xiaolong spoke from the side. "Would the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan scare you?"

Ning Rongrong chimed in as well. "And the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Shi Nian's back went cold with sweat. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect alone was trouble enough. He hadn't expected the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to get involved too.

Just as Shi Nian was caught in a dilemma, someone outside the hotel shouted again: "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—how impressive you are!"