Eight Devils Become Four, Shrek Was Completely Numb

Dugu Bo's eyes were icy cold.

The oppressive aura emanating from him pressed down on Flender without reservation.

Flender, a Soul Saint, collapsed to his knees under the pressure of Titled Douluo.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin, and he couldn't even lift his head.

Dugu Bo spoke coldly, his voice carrying a chilling edge. "Oh? A mere Soul Saint dares to bully my granddaughter?"

"No! Your Majesty! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Flender quickly waved his hand, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"We were merely handling internal Academy matters and absolutely had no intention of offending Miss Dugu Yan in the slightest, absolutely not!"

Dugu Yan shook Dugu Bo's arm, her tone tinged with grievance:

"Grandpa, it's not that they bullied me. My friend wanted to join the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but this Teacher Qin Ming said he wouldn't accept him. He even said they were people who had betrayed the Academy and were not worthy of entering the Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

"Grandpa, please help them!"

Dugu Bo's gaze instantly fell on Qin Ming.

That look was venomous, making Qin Ming tense up and his hair stand on end.

The next second, an aura ten times more terrifying than before swept down upon Qin Ming!

"Ugh!"

Qin Ming couldn't even hold on for half a second before collapsing to his knees on the ground.

"Bump!"

His face slammed against the cold ground.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the ground in front of him red.

Qin Ming's glasses shattered under the pressure, and shards of glass cut his face, leaving several bloody marks. He looked utterly disheveled.

"Qin Ming!"

Flender was heartbroken to see his outstanding graduates in such a Academy.

"Does my Dugu Bo's friend need your permission to enter the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Dugu Bo coldly stared at Qin Ming, who was lying on the ground, his voice filled with undisguised killing intent.

"Who do you think you are? A mere Spirit Emperor, do you really think the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is your private property?"

"Believe me or not, even if I kill you right now, the three Education Committee Member of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy won't dare utter a sound."

Qin Ming lay on the ground, trembling violently, unable to even lift his head.

He kept spitting blood from his mouth, unable to utter a single word, nor daring to speak.

Because Dugu Bo is right.

I am just a minor Spirit Emperor, a mere teacher.

The three Education Committee Member of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy would not risk offending a Titled Douluo because of him.

He now realized just how much he had offended with his words.

Dugu Bo ignored him.

Instead, he looked up at Lin Qingmo, who was standing not far away, his eyes filled with a subtle respect and inquiry.

He arrived long ago and had been hiding in the shadows.

Everything that just happened, from beginning to end, was clearly visible.

He wanted to ask Lin Qingmo how he should handle the matter.

Lin Qingmo met his gaze and nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Dugu Bo understood instantly.

He immediately turned to look at Dugu Yan beside him, the coldness and murderous intent on his face vanished instantly, and he returned to being the kind grandfather.

He patted her head and said with a smile, "Yanyan, Grandpa will take care of this little thing."

"Isn't it just getting into the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

"Let alone these kids, even if Yanyan wanted to kill these offending guys, Grandpa would help you."

Upon hearing this, Flender and the others' expressions changed drastically.

My heart is trembling.

Others might be joking.

But Dugu Bo, that guy really does what he says he'll do.

"Since you are my friend, then you are my junior, Dugu Bo. Who in the Heaven Dou Royal Academy would dare not accept you?"

"I, Dugu Bo, am determined to protect these children. They must receive the best treatment; if they receive even a fraction less, I'll make them pay."

The corridor fell silent after those words were spoken.

The Shrek students were all ashen-faced, not daring to utter a single sound.

Tang San clenched his fists.

He never expected that his plan to ruin Lin Qingmo's reputation and drive him away would backfire so badly.

Not only did they drive him away, they also helped him latch onto a powerful figure like Poison Douluo.

Even Xiao Wu has completely severed ties with him!

He looked at Xiao Wu standing next to Lin Qingmo, and his jealousy and hatred surged up like crazy, but he didn't dare to show it at all.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He simply couldn't understand how things had turned out this way.

The most feared by the world are the Titled Douluo.

It turns out that the person he was targeting at every turn actually had Titled Douluo backing him up!

He's kicking himself now.

Flender, seeing the scene before him, was utterly despairing.

He knew that no matter how much he tried to persuade them, he couldn't get Lin Qingmo and the others to stay.

Shrek has truly missed his chance to make a name for himself this time.

In the middle of the corridor, Lin Qingmo looked at the obsequious Dugu Bo and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

That guy did a good job.

He turned to look at Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong beside him, and Dugu Yan standing to the side.

His tone was calm, yet brimming with confidence. "Let's go."

The girls exchanged smiles and nodded in unison.

Lin Qingmo and the others left.

The atmosphere at Shrek was as stiff as a block of ice.

After everyone had been gone for a while, Zhao Wuji finally slammed his fist into the pillar next to him.

"Boom!"

Stone chips flew everywhere.

"Damn it, Yu Xiaogang, are you satisfied now?"

"Qingmo is gone, Xiao Wu is gone, Ning Rongrong is gone, and Zhu Zhuqing is gone too. Half of the Shrek Eight Devils have been wiped out!"

"The preliminary rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are about to begin, and our Academy is not only unqualified, but we can't even gather enough teams to participate!"

"Tell me, what should we do?!"

"Old Zhao..."

Flender sighed, tugged at Zhao Wuji's arm, and gestured for him to say less.

He then looked at Yu Xiaogang, his tone revealing an unconcealed weariness.

"Xiao Gang, things have come to this point, what do you think we should do next?"

"..."

Yu Xiaogang didn't look at him.

His gaze was fixed on the unconscious Yu Tianheng on the ground.

His eyes darted around, his fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white, and his knuckles were even blue.

He was unconvinced; he was unwilling to accept it.

Even without Lin Qingmo, he could still lead Shrek to success!

I must prove myself right, and I must make Lin Qingmo regret it!

He raised his head, his eyes filled with an almost obsessive determination, his voice hoarse yet exceptionally resolute.

"Don't worry, even without them, the Shrek Team won't disband."

"I have a way to not only allow us to participate in the competition, but also to achieve good results."

Flender and Zhao Wuji exchanged a glance, both seeing deep confusion in each other's eyes.

Now that half the participants have left, and we can't even gather the basic number of people to compete, what other options do we have?

Yu Xiaogang, however, refused to say more. He simply waved his hand, turned around, and left, displaying the demeanor of a 'master'.

The two were left completely bewildered.

In the corner.

Tang San kept his head down, radiating a low-pressure aura that kept strangers at bay.

His mind was filled with the image of Xiao Wu leading Lin Qingmo away.

The hatred in my heart grew wildly like weeds.

He hated Yu Xiaogang's stubbornness, hated Lin Qingmo's arrogance, and hated his own weakness even more, for he couldn't even keep the people he wanted to protect.

Dai Mubai leaned against a pillar, his eyes so sinister they could drip water, his Soul Power surging uncontrollably.

When Zhu Zhuqing left, she didn't even glance at him.

Damn it!

That bitch!

"Bang!"

He slammed his fist into the pillar, and the stone instantly cracked open.

But he felt no pain whatsoever; the rage in his heart was threatening to consume him.

Oscar squatted on the ground.

Holding the freshly made Recovery Sausage in my hand, I couldn't swallow a single bite.

Ning Rongrong left without even saying goodbye.

He knew better than anyone that Ning Rongrong had never looked down on him, Food-type Soul Master with no background.

A profound sense of loss enveloped him.

Only Ma Hongjun scratched his head, looked at everyone's lifeless expressions, and muttered something under his breath.

"Well, they're gone, so what? There are still four of us."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Wuji glared at him fiercely.

Startled, he quickly shrank back and dared not utter another word.