Hearing Sword Douluo's words, Chen Feng nodded slightly. "I understand."
Sword Douluo then looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Xiao Feng, how have things been lately? Has anything upsetting happened?"
When Chen Feng heard his grandfather ask that, he immediately said, "Actually, Grandpa, there's something I need to tell you."
"Oh? Did someone actually dare to bully my Xiao Feng?"
Chen Feng then told Sword Douluo everything that had happened over the past two days. After hearing it, Sword Douluo flew into a rage.
"What? A mere Soul Saint dared to bully my grandson? Is he tired of living?" Chen Xin exploded in fury.
He then looked at Chen Feng. "Xiao Feng, don't worry. Grandpa will definitely avenge you. I'd like to see what kind of nerve that damn Shrek Academy and that damn Zhao Wuji have to lay a hand on you."
Naturally, Chen Xin was furious after hearing Chen Feng's account. How could he possibly let it go after his precious grandson had been bullied?
As he spoke, Chen Xin stood up. "Come on, Xiao Feng!"
"Go? Where?" Chen Feng looked at his grandfather in surprise.
"We're going to that so-called Shrek Academy to settle the score with Zhao Wuji. They dared to bully my grandson. Are they tired of living?" Chen Xin snorted coldly.
Afterward, Chen Feng brought Kamisato Ayaka along and followed Chen Xin toward Shrek Academy.
Meanwhile.
The previous night.
Zhao Wuji, covered in bandages, limped across the training ground.
"Zhao Wuji." A sudden voice instantly froze the smile on his face.
A cold voice rang out.
"Who is it?" Zhao Wuji sprang to his feet, his eyes flashing with icy light.
"Come out." A faint, barely perceptible aura locked onto Zhao Wuji.
Without hesitation, Zhao Wuji leaped through the window and landed outside. His Soul Power surged to its peak as he cautiously guarded against danger and searched the surroundings.
"Come out. I know you're here," Zhao Wuji shouted in a deep voice.
At the same time, he immediately completed his Martial Soul Possession. Seven soul rings rose and fell around his body, gleaming with dazzling light. The three black ten-thousand-year soul rings in particular seemed profoundly terrifying.
A black-clad figure slowly emerged from behind a large tree. The person was entirely shrouded in black, even wearing a black hood. From his appearance, one could only tell that he was a tall man.
"Who are you?" Zhao Wuji immediately turned toward the source of the voice.
The man in black did not answer directly. He merely said calmly, "To encounter the Immovable Bright King in such a small place, I simply wished to spar with you.
It has been a long time since I last stretched my muscles."
As he spoke, the man in black slowly raised his right hand. A black light immediately gathered in his palm, forming a massive object. At the same time, nine soul rings silently appeared around him.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
The nine soul rings emerged and completely enveloped his body.
Seeing the nine soul rings released by the black-clad man, Zhao Wuji felt as though a bucket of icy water had been splashed over his face. His entire body shuddered.
"A Title Douluo." He struggled to force out those four words.
Even Zhao Wuji's Immovable Bright King Body trembled. If he was considered among the upper ranks of Soul Masters, then a Title Douluo stood at the absolute pinnacle.
All the dominance in Zhao Wuji's earlier words vanished. He hurriedly bowed. "May I ask which senior has arrived? Please do not joke with a junior like me. How could I possibly be worthy of sparring with you?"
The man in black said indifferently, "What does being worthy have to do with it? During the day, didn't you bully those children quite well?
I've found that bullying people feels rather good. Let me bully you as well. Of course, you may consider this bullying the weak with strength."
Without releasing any imposing aura, the man in black held the massive object and walked step by step toward Zhao Wuji.
Suddenly, the man in black stopped ten meters away from Zhao Wuji. "Since you're here, come out. What difference does one make from two?"
In a flicker of movement, another person appeared beside Zhao Wuji.
Flender instantly flew to Zhao Wuji's side.
The moment Zhao Wuji saw Flender, he immediately asked, "Boss, this senior..."
"Greetings, Your Eminence Clear Sky," Flender said at once.
Zhao Wuji drew a sharp breath. Hearing his companion's words, he finally understood who the person before him was.
His heart contracted. Heavens, when had he ever offended such a terrifying person?
Zhao Wuji gave a bitter smile. "Your Eminence Clear Sky, I truly do not understand how I offended you. Could you please explain it first?" His meaning was obvious. Even if he was going to die, at least let him die knowing why.
But Flender, standing beside Zhao Wuji, heartlessly moved aside at once. It was obvious that he had no intention of interfering any further.
The man in black snorted. "Do I need to explain? When the young are beaten, the old naturally step forward to seek justice. That is only right. Make your move."
The massive object in the black-clad man's hand and the nine soul rings around him vanished at the same time. Yet in the next instant, he had already arrived before Zhao Wuji.
Bang! Bang! Boom! Boom! Aah—
The sounds of collisions, surging force, muffled groans, and agonized screams rose and fell through the woods.
Early the next morning, Zhao Wuji lay in bed wrapped in bandages. He had suffered extremely serious injuries and looked utterly miserable.
He remained in bed until noon before he could barely get up. At that moment, Flender came before him. Seeing Zhao Wuji, Flender immediately burst into laughter. "Hahaha, Old Zhao, how are you feeling?"
"That was a Title Douluo! Why don't you try it?" Zhao Wuji snapped irritably at Flender.
"Who told you to try and suppress those little brats? You finally kicked an iron plate, didn't you?" Flender continued laughing.
"Hmph. How was I supposed to know that Tang San was Tang Hao's son? And that Chen Feng—his grandfather is Sword Douluo Chen Xin. If his grandfather comes looking for me like Tang Hao did, then I'll suffer all over again." Zhao Wuji gave a muffled snort.
Flender looked at Zhao Wuji and laughed. "That's on you. If the kid wanted to leave, let him leave. If he wanted to stay, let him stay. Why did you have to interfere so much?"
Zhao Wuji snorted. "Hmph. I, Zhao Wuji, have roamed the continent for so many years. Back then, even under Spirit Hall's hands, I never admitted defeat. Who would have thought that two brats like this would come to the academy this time?
And both of them have monstrous talent. Chen Feng is probably even more exceptional!"
Just then, an old man arrived and knocked on the door.
Flender looked at the old man and asked, "Teacher Li, what is it?"
Li Yusong immediately said, "Headmaster, Sword Douluo has arrived."
The moment those words were spoken, Flender's expression darkened. He said in a low voice, "None of these Title Douluo are easy to deal with. Every one of them is more protective of their own than the last.
Old Zhao, stay in bed and rest. I'll go deal with them."
After saying that, Flender hurried out.
Zhao Wuji froze, his entire body beginning to tremble.
"How did one just leave, only for another to come?"
His heart sank. He knew that this time, he was likely in for another terrible ordeal.
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