At this moment, within Shrek Academy.
Chen Xin brought Chen Feng and Kamisato Ayaka into the place.
Chen Xin then looked at the shabby academy and said, "This is Shrek Academy? What's so good about this dump of an academy that Rongrong insisted on coming here to study?"
Chen Feng also said calmly, "I came by that day and took a look. I don't think Shrek Academy can offer me much help. If I want to learn, I think Grandpa can teach me far better than they can."
"Hahahaha. Xiao Feng, you're right. Like Grandpa, you're a sword cultivator. When it comes to sword cultivation, no one on the entire continent understands it better than Grandpa." Chen Xin immediately said with utter confidence.
Chen Feng nodded. "All right."
At that moment, Flender led Li Yusong over toward Chen Feng and Chen Xin from the distance.
Flender quickly arrived before Chen Xin and immediately bowed. "Flender pays his respects to Title Douluo Sword Douluo!"
Chen Xin looked indifferently at Flender. "Four-Eyed Owl Flender, this Shit Academy... what was it called again? Shit something Academy. You're the one who runs it?"
Seeing Chen Xin's cold expression, Flender was somewhat displeased, but the other man was a revered Title Douluo. Naturally, he did not dare provoke him, so he bowed and replied, "Yes, I am."
Chen Xin asked again, "So does your academy teach and educate students, or does it train them to fight and brawl?"
As Chen Xin spoke, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted. In an instant, a towering presence surged forth like a raging tide, causing the surrounding air to grow thick and viscous. Flender and Li Yusong bore the brunt of it, their bodies stiffening as even breathing became difficult.
Flender felt as though his soul were being pierced by needles, agonizing pain spreading through his entire body. Sweat had already begun to seep from his forehead.
Taking a deep breath, Flender forced himself to say, "Of course we teach students."
Chen Xin's gaze turned cold as he asked again, "From what I can see, your Shrek Academy isn't here to educate students at all. It's a black factory that lets people in but never lets them leave!"
Flender's lips trembled, yet he did not dare refute him in the slightest. "Title Douluo Sword Douluo, there may be some misunderstanding regarding this matter."
"A misunderstanding?" Sword Douluo's eyes chilled as he looked at Flender. "I heard that my grandson did not wish to join your Shrek Academy, and yet Zhao Wuji of your academy disregarded his identity as a Soul Saint and tried to stop him?"
Large beads of sweat rolled down Flender's head. This was a Title Douluo!
He did not even know how he was supposed to explain himself now.
"Where is Zhao Wuji? I'd like to see just how much airs this so-called Soul Saint puts on!" Sword Douluo asked Flender again.
Flender gritted his teeth. "Zhao Wuji is injured at the moment and cannot conveniently meet with you. I am the headmaster of Shrek Academy, and I bear responsibility for this matter as well. I am willing to accept whatever punishment you deem fit!"
Hearing this, Sword Douluo slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, he opened them. In an instant, two sharp beams flashed from his eyes, and a terrifying pressure immediately descended upon Flender's body.
The next moment, Flender's legs gave out, and he instantly dropped to his knees.
At the same time, Flender felt an incomparably sharp killing intent envelop his entire body.
Flender was utterly terrified. He had never imagined that merely meeting the man's gaze could produce such overwhelming pressure.
Bang!
Flender slammed heavily onto the ground.
Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes at Flender, cold light flickering within them. "As punishment, can you die in Zhao Wuji's place?"
The sharp aura made even the surrounding air seem frozen solid.
Flender's pupils contracted sharply.
He knew Sword Douluo truly wanted to kill him.
This was a Title Douluo. A Title Douluo's strength was simply too terrifying. He could probably wipe out the entire Shrek Academy with a single finger.
Just as Flender was considering how to save his own life, Chen Xin suddenly said, "A man should answer for his own deeds. Tell Zhao Wuji to get out here!"
At that moment, a man wrapped head to toe in bandages limped over from the distance. It was Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji's face was pale. When he approached Chen Xin and Chen Feng, he abruptly stopped.
He looked at Sword Douluo and respectfully said, "Lord Sword Douluo, this matter was my fault. You may beat or scold me as you please. But please do not implicate anyone else. I had no intention of offending your grandson. That day, I truly did not know he was your grandson, so I..."
Chen Xin sneered. "Oh? So you're the kind of troublemaker who bullies the weak but fears the strong. If you know he's my grandson, you don't dare touch him, but if you don't know, you can bully him however you like?"
Zhao Wuji gave a bitter smile. "Title Douluo Sword Douluo, I will answer for my own actions. If you wish to punish someone, punish me!"
Chen Xin snorted coldly. "Then if I tell you to die, can you do that?"
At the word "die," Zhao Wuji was instantly startled. His body shuddered violently, and he immediately knelt before Sword Douluo. "My lord, spare my life! Please spare my life!"
A cold glint flashed through Chen Xin's eyes. "When you dealt with my grandson back then, did you ever think of sparing him? I heard you even unleashed your Martial Soul Avatar."
Zhao Wuji froze for a moment. "I truly didn't know Chen Feng was your grandson. Otherwise, how could I have dared make things difficult for him? Besides, I never intended to take his life."
Hearing this, Chen Xin looked calmly at Zhao Wuji. "Very well. I, Chen Xin, am not an unreasonable man. Since you used your age and strength to bully the young, then today, I will do the same. I'll give you one chance. If you can take one sword strike from me, I'll let you go. How about it?"
Though Zhao Wuji was helpless, he had no other choice. He could only bow and say, "Zhao Wuji is willing to accept punishment."
At that moment, a little girl in white came running over from the distance.
The little girl wore a white dress and had neat, ear-length short hair. Her tender skin was like lychee flesh, and her delicate features were exquisite. She was around one meter sixty-five tall, with a very well-proportioned figure and an elegant, otherworldly bearing. As she ran over, she shouted, "Sword Grandpa!"
The girl was Ning Rongrong. Several disciples of Shrek Academy followed behind her.
They were Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, Zhu Zhuqing, and Oscar.
The Shrek Seven Devils had all gathered here.
Ning Rongrong ran before Chen Xin. She first looked at Chen Xin, then at Chen Feng, before finally fixing her gaze on Chen Xin. "Sword Grandpa, why did you come to Shrek Academy?!"
Chen Xin looked at the little girl, and his expression softened slightly. He chuckled. "Hahahaha. Rongrong, it's been a long time."
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