Tang San, Do Not Be Rude

Ma Hongjun rushed up in a hurry, his eyes fixed intently on Hu Liena, and he nearly tripped over his own feet from not paying attention. After steadying himself, he straightened his back.

"Ma Hongjun, what kind of stunt are you pulling?" Zhao Wuji felt an immediate headache. It wasn't that he didn't believe in Ma Hongjun's strength; if the opponent were someone else, Ma Hongjun would be reliable, but did he not see who was standing on the other side?

Facing Zhao Wuji's helpless gaze, Ma Hongjun wore a look of determination. "Teacher Zhao, just leave it to me, don't worry."

As if afraid he would be chased off the stage, Ma Hongjun shouted loudly after saying that: "Shrek Academy, Ma Hongjun will be your opponent!"

Well, there was no turning back now.

Hu Liena frowned, her eyes showing disdain. She had seen many people act infatuated with her, but no one had ever dared to be as blatant as Ma Hongjun.

When a beauty is displeased, an ordinary person should feel ashamed, but in Ma Hongjun's eyes, the furrowing of Hu Liena's brows undoubtedly made her charm even more lethal.

Having spent years frequenting the brothels of villages and towns, where had he ever seen a beauty like Hu Liena?

Perhaps in the eyes of those young boys, Hu Liena's appearance was a notch below Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, but to him, Hu Liena's alluring charm was ten thousand times more beautiful than theirs.

"Both sides, state your names."

Although she felt disgusted, she was here to win the match, so she said with a cold face: "Hu Liena, Martial Soul Demon Fox, twenty-ninth-level Soul Grand Master."

After she stated her level, the members of Shrek breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, while this person was formidable, she was not as heaven-defying as Qian Yun.

However, they would soon realize they were happy too early.

Ma Hongjun tried hard to calm his restless heart, using his limited self-control to keep himself as steady as possible.

"My name is Ma Hongjun, Martial Soul Phoenix, twenty-fifth-level Soul Grand Master." When mentioning his Martial Soul, Ma Hongjun's tone was full of confidence.

Hu Liena, however, felt a chill; there were a few extremely powerful existences among beast Martial Souls, and the Phoenix was one of them.

She hadn't expected a small place like Shrek Academy to possess both the White Tiger and the Phoenix, two top-tier beast Martial Souls; they were truly like Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick.

It made Hu Liena, who also possessed a top-tier beast Martial Soul, feel a bit insecure.

Although she was vigilant in her heart, it wasn't enough to make her retreat. So what if he had a Phoenix Martial Soul? She could still defeat him!

"Come on! Martial Soul Possession." Hu Liena gave a cold shout, and an ambiguous pink rhythm radiated from her body.

Her already slender figure became graceful, a furry tail swayed behind her, and her flowing gaze emitted a lethal charm.

The Shrek members present were all stunned. Even though they weren't facing Hu Liena directly, they were still stirred by the temptation she radiated, awakening the most primitive impulses in their hearts.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly shifted her gaze, looking at the exquisite profile of Xiao Wu beside her. At this moment, the feeling Hu Liena gave her was even stronger than Xiao Wu. She wanted to curse her as a vixen, but she couldn't bring herself to, because although Hu Liena was infinitely charming, her eyes remained clear.

This sharp contrast was fascinating, yet it made one feel ashamed of their own dirty thoughts.

Ma Hongjun on the stage had completely lost his composure. Facing Hu Liena, who had already summoned her Martial Soul, he didn't react at all; instead, he stared at her blankly as if he had lost his soul.

Zhao Wuji couldn't watch anymore. If things continued like this, there would be no need to fight; Hu Liena would only need to open her mouth slightly, and Ma Hongjun would likely surrender obediently.

"Ahem!" Zhao Wuji coughed forcefully, and at the same time, a trace of soul power was transmitted into Ma Hongjun's ears along with the sound waves.

Hearing the sound, Ma Hongjun's fat body shuddered, and he finally came to his senses. Looking at Hu Liena again, there was something else in his eyes besides infatuation.

"Hu Liena, can I call you Xiao Na? Although we just met, can I ask you to be my girlfriend? Even if we haven't known each other long, I think we still have plenty of time to get to know each other." Ma Hongjun placed his hand on his chest, feeling the violent beating within, and stated his intentions solemnly.

That's right, through his own repeated confirmation just now, Ma Hongjun was very sure that he had fallen in love with Hu Liena.

It was indeed sudden; even he was startled by this feeling, but in an instant, he accepted it. Perhaps this was what they called love at first sight?

"Oh my, a prodigal son returns?" Oscar stroked his chin and said with an surprised expression. Although Ma Hongjun lingered in brothels, this was the first time he had made such a deep confession.

Dai Mubai, who had returned to the Shrek side, scoffed at this, "What prodigal son returning? I think it's just lust at first sight!"

Qian Yun frowned at the sight. Although he was certain that Hu Liena was already furious inside, hearing the name "Xiao Na" from someone else's mouth still made him feel a bit jealous.

Hu Liena kept half her face in the shadows and remained silent for a long time. There was no sign of anger on her face; instead, she said with a smile: "I can consider it."

Ma Hongjun was overjoyed; he never expected Hu Liena to actually agree.

However, before his smile could fully bloom, a chilling murderous intent permeated from Hu Liena's body. "I am indeed called Xiao Na, but on the road to hell, please use my full name. My name is Hu Liena!!"

A dagger gleaming with cold light popped from her hand, and she stepped forward. With terrifying speed, the blade in her hand, wrapped in boundless killing intent, slashed fiercely toward Ma Hongjun.

In that instant, Ma Hongjun felt as if he had seen death.

"Wait." Following a calm, unhurried voice, Zhao Wuji stopped in his tracks.

Hu Liena was shocked to find that her blade could not pierce any further, no matter what, and her entire body was unable to move in the slightest.

Qian Yun turned his head to look at Frank's position, thinking to himself: Is this the strength of a Soul Saint? Truly powerful!

At this moment, Frank walked out slowly under the surprised gazes of the crowd. Now, he had wings on his back, and his usually drooping eyelids were lifted; his eyes were no longer listless, but instead shone with a heart-stopping brilliance.

He walked to the side of Hu Liena and Ma Hongjun, looked at Ma Hongjun, then looked at Hu Liena, who was still struggling unyieldingly, and sighed softly, releasing the restriction.

Even when facing a Soul Saint, Hu Liena did not have a pleasant expression after landing; she gripped the dagger in her hand tightly and said nothing.

"Teacher..." Ma Hongjun lowered his head in guilt. His performance just now was truly pathetic; if Frank hadn't intervened in time, he would likely be seriously injured by now.

Frank withdrew his Martial Soul and raised his hand to interrupt him. His large hand landed on top of his head, and he looked at Hu Liena, saying: "This student of mine is troubled by the characteristics of his own Martial Soul and has offended you with his words. As his teacher, I have failed to discipline him properly. I apologize to you."

Then, the incredible happened. Frank's tall body slowly bowed toward the stunned Hu Liena under the shocked gazes of everyone.

"Teacher!" Ma Hongjun grabbed Frank's body, trying hard to pull him upright. But Frank's body seemed to have taken root; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Tears streamed down Ma Hongjun's fat face. How could he not understand why Frank, who had never lowered his head even when facing the Martial Soul Hall, was now bowing to a Soul Grand Master? It was all because of him!

Hu Liena's eyes trembled, and she reined in her angry expression, bowing to Frank as well. "Your Excellency, there is no need for such formalities. Let us resolve a Spirit Master's affairs in a Spirit Master's way."

Frank stood up and said, "Well said. Let a Spirit Master's affairs be resolved in a Spirit Master's way!"

He shouted to Zhao Wuji, "Old Zhao, continue the match."

"You got it." Zhao Wuji acknowledged the order, then barked at Ma Hongjun, "You brat, why are you still standing there like a fool? Waiting for dinner?"

"Oh, right." Ma Hongjun hurriedly gathered his focus; he had seen everything Frank had done for him just moments ago.

Even if he was a scoundrel, he knew the principle that a student must reclaim the face their teacher had lost, so he had to win this match!

Fighting spirit ignited in his eyes as he said to Hu Liena, who had regained her footing, "Watch yourself. Martial Soul Possession!"

A strange, deep purple light surged from within Ma Hongjun's body, rising like flames to form a crown-like shape atop his fiery red short hair. While his physique showed no obvious changes, long feathers sprouted from his exposed, thick arms, and his chubby hands transformed into claws.

Looking at his current appearance, Hu Liena was full of doubt. "Is this really a Phoenix Martial Soul?"

Her look of disdain did not escape Ma Hongjun's eyes. Even though he was quite fond of Hu Liena, the flaw in his Martial Soul had always been a sore spot he could not tolerate others poking at. He roared, "Don't underestimate me!"

The first Spirit Ring beneath Ma Hongjun's feet lit up. "First Spirit Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"

A stream of dark purple flames erupted from his mouth. The air distorted wherever the fire passed, and the temperature in the arena rose sharply.

"A fire-type Spirit Master?" Although surprised, Hu Liena did not panic; she slid her feet backward to dodge Ma Hongjun's fire line.

Ma Hongjun, however, was relentless. He continued to spew flames while closing in on Hu Liena, the scorching heat constantly baking her cheeks.

"This fire is truly troublesome." Hu Liena realized that Ma Hongjun's flames were not ordinary; they were not only higher in temperature but also possessed a slight stickiness.

Hu Liena dodged unhurriedly. Through their brief contact, she discovered that while Ma Hongjun's fire line was terrifying, its range was truly limited, reaching only about five meters.

A strategy gradually formed in her mind. It wasn't as if she hadn't encountered fire-type Spirit Masters before; there was one at Martial Soul Academy she particularly disliked, and she would deal with him just as she had dealt with that one back then.

"First Spirit Skill, Charm."

Hu Liena let out a cold shout, and pink mist appeared out of thin air, concealing her figure from view.

Ma Hongjun hesitated for a split second upon seeing this. Now that he had lost his target, he didn't want to actually hurt Hu Liena, so he gradually lowered the temperature of his flames. At this moment, Hu Liena's Charm quietly enveloped him.

"Ugh!"

In the thin mist, Ma Hongjun suddenly felt his head grow heavy and his consciousness blur; he could no longer maintain the continuous stream of fire.

"No, something's wrong. I must get out of here quickly." Ma Hongjun's instincts drove him to flee this dangerous place.

Unfortunately, anyone who fell into Hu Liena's Charm was like prey caught in a trap; the harder they struggled, the deeper they sank.

Within the Charm, Hu Liena's mental power grew stronger. Watching Ma Hongjun stumble as he tried to escape, she sneered, "Trying to run now? It's too late!"

She lunged forward, just as she had done when facing that fire-type Spirit Master at Martial Soul Academy, and delivered a kick!

Hu Liena's kick was truly forceful, and Ma Hongjun's chubby frame stumbled and flew right out of the Charm.

The battle ended.

"Sigh." Zhao Wuji didn't know how many times he had sighed today. He wanted to help, but he was helpless; after all, the strength of Qian Yun and his companion was indeed far ahead of the Shrek students.

"Second match, Hu Liena wins." After announcing the result, Zhao Wuji shook his head.

With this, the friendly match between Shrek Academy and Martial Soul Academy concluded with two straight victories for Qian Yun's side!

It was just a pity that Tang San hadn't had the chance to make a move; otherwise, he would have liked to see what the result would be if Tang San faced Qian Yun. But since the outcome was decided, there was no use dwelling on it.

Ma Hongjun stood up, clutching his head, his face full of confusion. "What just happened? How did I lose?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji was amused by his foolishness. "What do you mean 'what happened'? You kept diving into someone else's Spirit Skill and you're asking me what happened?"

"Oh..." Ma Hongjun scratched his head in shame. Facing the Shrek group that had gathered around him, he said with a guilty face, "Sorry everyone, I lost."

Dai Mobai patted him on the shoulder and said nonchalantly, "Lost is lost. A real man should be able to own up to it. But you... are you serious?"

Ma Hongjun knew what he meant. He looked at Hu Liena, who was already high-fiving Qian Yun in celebration, and desire flashed in his eyes once more.

He nodded firmly. "Yeah."

Dai Mubai was speechless.

Zhao Wuji shrugged, indicating he had done his best, and Flender nodded, secretly feeling it was a pity.

From Qin Ming's letter, he had known the latter's intention. That wasn't an introduction to Shrek Academy; it was clearly an attempt to poach talent from Martial Soul Academy!

The moment he saw Qian Yun and his companion, he had been moved, but he hadn't shown it.

Their cultivation talent was indeed excellent, but was Shrek Academy a place where just any stray dog could enter?

That was why he had proposed a friendly match to test their strength, but he hadn't expected Qian Yun and the others to be so strong. Now, he certainly didn't have the face to invite them to enroll.

Sighing, he walked up to Qian Yun and his companion. "Haha, Qian Yun, you've seen us make a fool of ourselves. The students of Martial Soul Academy are truly extraordinary."

Facing his praise, Qian Yun only smiled. "Dean Flender, you are too kind. Although there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, I can still see a bright future in your school's students. We have also benefited a great deal from this."

"Hmm." Frank nodded repeatedly. This Qian Yun wasn't bad—neither arrogant nor rash, much better than his own useless disciple.

"Dean, I would like to spar with classmate Qian Yun."

Frank turned back to look at the blue-clad youth who had stepped forward, frowning. "Tang San, do not be rude."