The one who stopped Ye Zhiqiu was a burly figure.
It was none other than Zhao Wuji, Shrek Academy's vice dean and the leader of this outing.
"You'd better not move."
With his large hand resting on Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder, Zhao Wuji quietly gathered his formidable soul power in his palm, pinning Ye Zhiqiu in place.
Zhao Wuji had already gone upstairs to his room and lain down to rest when he suddenly heard fighting and an uproar downstairs. Worried that Shrek's six Little Monsters had run into trouble, he reluctantly got up to investigate.
When he reached the ground floor, he happened to see the clash between Shrek Academy and Canghui Academy. Canghui Academy's leader seemed about to intervene, so he hurried over to stop him.
Though he had no idea who had started the conflict, the vicious Zhao Wuji couldn't care less. He cherished talent and was fiercely protective of his own, so naturally he would protect his students and keep them from losing out.
Even if Shrek Academy had started this fight, so what?
Zhao Wuji wouldn't blame them for it. Quite the opposite-he thoroughly approved and would even encourage them.
Shrek Academy cultivated monsters, and monsters naturally needed monstrous tempers. Daring to stir up trouble and never fearing it were the most basic requirements.
Improving through trouble, conflict, and combat was the most effective and convenient way for spirit masters to grow stronger. Otherwise, if everyone played nice with everyone else, how could the students grow quickly?
That was how he had come up back in the day. Otherwise, he would never have acquired his current formidable strength.
If Spirit Hall hadn't meddled in his affairs, he would never have stayed meekly tucked away in Shrek Academy's little patch of land, nor would his strength have