Tyrannical Oscar, Blue Silver Emperor!

This sudden interruption caused the previously warm atmosphere to plummet to freezing point.

Oscar's face, which had been full of anticipation, instantly darkened.

Seeing a good thing that was about to succeed ruined by someone else, the anger in his heart flared up instantly.

He whipped his head around, glaring furiously at this stranger who didn't know the meaning of death.

"Where the hell did you crawl out from?"

"I'm confessing to the person I like, what does that have to do with you?"

Gu Qing withdrew his hand and brushed some non-existent dust from his palms.

Facing the other's anger, the smile on his face deepened slightly.

"Nothing much, I'm just a person who can't stand seeing others being wronged."

"I'm just helping out when I see an injustice, that's all."

Hearing such a perfunctory excuse, Oscar was incensed.

He stood up abruptly from the ground, not even bothering to care about the lantern in his hand.

"A fine 'helping out when I see an injustice'!"

Oscar puffed out his chest, directly showing off his confidence as a Spirit Master.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly, we are the monsters of Shrek Academy!"

"If you know what's good for you, get lost as far as you can!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Standing not far away, Tang San and Dai Mubai also furrowed their brows, their bodies already showing faint signs of flowing spirit power.

They were prepared to step forward at any moment to stand up for their brother.

However, facing Oscar's threat, Gu Qing did not retreat even half a step; instead, he pressed forward.

He looked at these youths who prided themselves on being monsters with a calm gaze.

His tone was as flat as if he were commenting on how nice the moonlight was tonight.

"Shrek Academy?"

"So, that Ma Hongjun who crawled back like a dog is your accomplice?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

Gu Qing met their stunned gazes without the slightest avoidance, dropping a bombshell.

"I forgot to introduce myself."

"The one who crippled that fatty is me."

This statement was like a thunderclap on a clear day.

The arrogant air on Oscar's face instantly froze; he was so startled that he took an involuntary step backward.

His pupils contracted violently, and he looked at Gu Qing as if he were looking at a harbinger of doom.

The miserable state of Ma Hongjun this morning was still fresh in his mind.

Meridians shattered, bloodline stripped—even Dean Flender was helpless.

The ruthless and mysterious assailant turned out to be this smiling young man right in front of him!

It wasn't just Oscar; Dai Mubai and Tang San, who had intended to step forward to help, also halted their steps abruptly.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing deep apprehension in the other's eyes.

The onlookers who had been jeering, upon hearing about the violent incident, felt a surge of cowardice and shrank back, fearing they might bring trouble upon themselves.

Gu Qing paid no attention to the fear of these Shrek students.

He tilted his head slightly, casting his gaze toward Ning Rongrong, who was standing to the side, at a loss.

His voice became a little softer, yet it carried a sense of reassurance.

"If you don't want to agree, then don't."

"In this world, no one can force you to do things you don't like."

With Gu Qing's words as a foundation, coupled with the absolute dominance the other had just displayed.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, feeling a surge of immense courage welling up from the bottom of her heart.

She finally raised her head and looked at Oscar opposite her with a calm gaze.

There was no longer any hesitation or concern.

"I'm sorry."

Ning Rongrong's voice was crisp and pleasant, yet it carried an ironclad resolve.

"We are not a good match."

She paused for a moment, laying bare the most honest thoughts from the bottom of her heart.

"The gap between us is too vast. Whether it's our family backgrounds or our futures, we are simply not on the same path."

"From now on, let's just be ordinary classmates."

These few sentences were like knives, stabbing fiercely into Oscar's heart.

He stood frozen in place, his face instantly flushing a deep red.

A collective gasp of shock erupted from the surrounding crowd.

The onlookers, who had been loudly cheering just a second ago, now looked at Oscar with a different expression.

The pointing fingers and whispered mockery made it feel as if they were watching a clown desperately performing on stage only to be cruelly rejected.

An intense sense of humiliation flooded over Oscar like a tidal wave.

His eyes were bloodshot from a mix of shame and rage.

Hearing Ning Rongrong's words about being "just ordinary classmates," Oscar stood completely rigid.

The crowd gathered to watch the spectacle burst into jeering laughter.

He had lost face so thoroughly today that it was beyond saving!

If he were to just slink away in defeat, how could he ever show his face in the Heaven Dou Imperial Capital again?

Consumed by fury, Oscar completely lost his reason.

The soul power within his body surged wildly.

"I Have a Big Sausage!"

An extremely vulgar soul incantation was shouted loudly from his mouth.

Immediately following, a steaming big sausage appeared in his right hand.

Oscar's eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Gu Qing with a ferocious expression.

All the humiliation he had suffered today was thanks to this person before him!

He swung his right arm violently.

Using every ounce of his strength, he treated the big sausage in his hand like a hidden weapon and hurled it directly at Gu Qing's face.

The movement was incredibly crude.

This action wasn't meant to hurt anyone; it was purely to create chaos within the crowd.

As long as the scene turned chaotic, he could seize the chance to slip into the crowd and escape.

The sausage whistled through the air toward Gu Qing.

Gu Qing stood his ground, not even swaying in the slightest.

Watching the incoming sausage, his eyes held nothing but contempt.

He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

He slowly raised his right hand.

He flicked it casually toward the air.

The movement was understated, as if he were shooing away an annoying fly.

In the instant he flicked his hand.

Several strands of dark light erupted from his palm.

It was his Dark Blue Silver Grass.

The moment the vines appeared, they surged against the wind, instantly growing several meters long.

They twisted and entangled rapidly in mid-air, transforming directly into a thick vine whip.

With a crisp "crack," the sound echoed.

The vine whip lashed through the air with a sharp, piercing whistle.

It struck the flying big sausage with pinpoint accuracy.

The sausage could not withstand such terrifying force.

It was instantly pulverized into pieces.

The remnants, accompanied by powder, scattered all over the ground.

But this was only the beginning.

After shattering the sausage, the momentum of the vine whip did not diminish in the slightest.

Like a venomous python striking from its den.

It carved a black afterimage through the air.

Carrying a terrifying whistling wind, it lashed directly toward Oscar not far away.

Oscar's eyes widened.

There was no time to react, let alone dodge.

The vine whip struck him squarely across the body.

"Agh—"

A shrill, miserable scream tore through the long street of the Lantern Festival.

It felt as if Oscar had been struck by a heavy hammer.

His feet left the ground instantly, and his entire body was sent flying backward.

He traced a wretched arc through the air.

Finally, he slammed heavily onto the stone-paved road over ten meters away.

A cloud of dust billowed up.