Gu Qing Instantly Kills Zhao Wuji, Shrek is Miserable!

Since Gu Qing could see through the illness at a single glance, he must surely have a way to resolve it.

Qian Renxue remained in her maid disguise, wearing a grey-brown cloth dress, and followed quietly half a step behind Gu Qing.

Yet, her eyes were fixed firmly on the purple-haired woman ahead, whose waist swayed with an exaggerated rhythm, as if she were guarding against a thief.

Qian Renxue calculated in her heart that once the business with Dugu Bo was concluded, she must make sure Gu Qing stayed far away from such women.

Gu Qing walked with a composed gait along the bluestone-paved street, his gaze not lingering on Dugu Yan for long.

Turning a dim street corner, the shops that had lined the road ahead vanished from sight.

This was a secluded, narrow alleyway leading to the highlands on the west side of Heaven Dou City.

The towering stone walls on both sides blocked the afternoon sun, making the light within the alley appear somewhat murky.

A trace of extremely subtle airflow fluctuation came from behind, catching Gu Qing's attention.

Gu Qing did not pause his stride, but a faint, imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.

Ever since leaving the market, Gu Qing had already sensed an obscure aura following them.

That aura was laced with an intensely thick killing intent, like a wild beast preparing to strike.

Gu Qing had originally assumed the opponent would make a move in a crowded area, but he had not expected them to follow all the way here.

"Two more streets and we will reach my grandfather's estate."

Dugu Yan stopped in her tracks and turned her head to brief Gu Qing on the road ahead.

"No need to rush."

Gu Qing stopped, his hands clasped leisurely behind his back, and turned his gaze toward the empty alley behind them.

"A friend has been following us the entire way; it is time to come out and meet."

Upon hearing Gu Qing's words, Dugu Yan and Qian Renxue were both momentarily stunned.

Their gazes followed Gu Qing's line of sight, but aside from a few fallen leaves stirred by the wind, the alley was completely empty.

Just as Dugu Yan was about to ask a question, a deafening cold snort suddenly exploded in mid-air.

"Such sharp perception! No wonder you were able to injure my students from Shrek Academy to such an extent!"

Accompanying this roar, an extremely burly figure leaped down from the nearby rooftop.

His heavy frame slammed into the bluestone, emitting a dull, thunderous thud that caused the entire ground to tremble.

As the dust settled, a middle-aged man with a build as thick as a black bear blocked their path back.

The newcomer wore a set of washed-out coarse cloth clothes, his bronze skin rippling with knotted muscles.

His face, thick with flesh, radiated a fierce and murderous aura; it was none other than the vice-dean of Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's copper-bell-like eyes stared fixedly at Gu Qing, his gaze churning with tangible fury.

During the match at the Great Soul Arena several days ago, Tang San and Xiao Wu had been heavily wounded by Gu Qing in a crushing display of power.

If not for the hidden weapons protecting Tang San and Xiao Wu's desperate self-sacrifice, the two would likely have become corpses.

What made it even harder for Zhao Wuji to accept was that the person Shrek Academy had mistaken for Oscar was actually a useless person with no soul power at all.

The real Oscar had already had his foundation as a soul master completely crippled by Gu Qing during the Lantern Festival.

This series of blows had left Shrek Academy in disgrace and had sent Zhao Wuji, a vice-dean known for shielding his own, into a blind rage.

Zhao Wuji had followed Gu Qing today specifically to eliminate this massive threat once and for all in this secluded place.

"You must be that Gu Qing who injured Tang San and the others."

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms, the veins on his thick limbs bulging, looking as if he had Gu Qing trapped.

"To be so vicious at such a young age—today, I shall teach you a lesson on behalf of your elders!"

Qian Renxue looked at this reckless brute who had suddenly jumped out, her brows furrowing imperceptibly.

Although Qian Renxue was currently in the role of a maid, the inherent arrogance in her bones made her feel a deep revulsion toward such boorish people.

Dugu Yan, however, simply let out a snort of laughter, her voice filled with undisguised mockery.

"I wondered who it was; so it's the Immovable Bright King of Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji."

Dugu Yan placed one hand on her hip, her emerald eyes scanning Zhao Wuji up and down as if looking at a clown.

"Do you really think you can kill him, just because you are a level 76 Soul Saint?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji's expression darkened, and he glared at Dugu Yan with murderous intent.

"Little girl, this is none of your business. If you know what's good for you, get lost, or I'll deal with you too!"

Dugu Yan was not in the least bit intimidated by Zhao Wuji's threat; instead, she smiled even more brilliantly.

"Zhao Wuji, you really are a frog at the bottom of a well. You have no idea what kind of existence you are facing."

Dugu Yan extended a slender finger and pointed at Gu Qing, who stood to the side with a calm expression.

"If your precious students were crippled, you can only blame them for being blind."

"You probably don't know this yet, but that Titan Giant Ape in the Star Dou Great Forest died at his hands."

As these words left her lips, the air in the entire alleyway seemed to stagnate for a fleeting moment.

Qian Renxue cast a look of astonishment at Gu Qing; she had no idea he possessed such a shocking and world-shaking record of combat.

Zhao Wuji, meanwhile, stood frozen in place before erupting into a thunderous, wild laugh.

"Hahaha, what an utterly ridiculous joke!"

Zhao Wuji laughed until tears threatened to spill, his finger trembling as he pointed it at Gu Qing.

"Just because of this wet-behind-the-ears brat? He supposedly solo-killed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Titan Giant Ape?"

"Little girl, if you want to brag, at least try to come up with a halfway decent excuse!"

Zhao Wuji did not believe Dugu Yan for a second, dismissing her words as a fabrication meant to scare him off.

The Titan Giant Ape was a creature of such terrifying power that even a Titled Douluo would choose to take a detour upon encountering one.

How could a young man who looked barely over twenty possess the strength to slay a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Zhao Wuji ceased his wild laughter, his gaze turning instantly vicious as he denied Dugu Yan any further chance to speak.

"No matter what you say today, this brat surnamed Gu must die!"

Accompanied by a soul-shaking roar, the phantom of a massive Vajra Bear rose from the ground behind Zhao Wuji.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

Seven brilliant soul rings rose in succession from beneath Zhao Wuji's feet, and a formidable wave of soul power instantly swept through the narrow alley.

The surrounding stone walls emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound under the pressure of this violent aura.

Zhao Wuji held nothing back, immediately pushing himself into his strongest state.

As his seventh soul ring—a black ten-thousand-year ring—blazed with light, Zhao Wuji's body began to undergo a drastic transformation.

His already burly frame expanded further, and coarse, brownish-yellow fur erupted from beneath his skin.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuji had morphed into a terrifying giant bear standing over five meters tall.

Avatar of the Martial Soul, Vajra Bear!

The giant bear let out a deafening roar toward the heavens and kicked off the ground with its thick, powerful legs.

His massive body crushed toward Gu Qing like a small mountain, stirring up a suffocating gale.

The giant bear paw tore through the air with a piercing sonic boom, aiming directly for Gu Qing's skull.

Facing this strike, which felt as heavy as Mount Tai, Qian Renxue instinctively moved to channel her soul power for defense.

However, a warm hand gently pressed down on her shoulder.

"Stand there and don't move."

Gu Qing's voice remained flat, as if he were merely arranging some trivial matter.

Qian Renxue turned to look at Gu Qing, only to find that his handsome profile remained completely devoid of ripples.

He didn't even intend to release his Martial Soul, simply watching the charging giant bear with calm indifference.

Gu Qing sighed, feeling that such meaningless entanglement was a complete waste of time.

For someone as stubborn and thick-headed as Zhao Wuji, Gu Qing didn't even want to waste an extra word.

When that massive bear paw was less than half a foot from the top of Gu Qing's head, he finally moved.

There were no dazzling soul rings flashing, nor any earth-shattering collision of soul power.

Gu Qing simply raised his right hand slowly, palm facing upward, and pressed it against the bear paw that was larger than his entire body.

Time seemed to freeze in that instant.

The hideous, mocking grin on Zhao Wuji's fur-covered face instantly solidified.

He felt as though his bear paw had slammed into an immovable, towering divine mountain.

The terrifying force, capable of shattering boulders and splitting mountains, vanished without a trace the moment it touched Gu Qing's palm, like a clay ox entering the sea.

Immediately following, an indescribably overbearing counter-shock erupted from Gu Qing's palm.

Crack—!

A bone-chilling sound of fracturing bones echoed clearly through the quiet alley.

Under the impact of that force, Zhao Wuji's thick right arm was twisted into a grotesque, unnatural shape.

A shrill, miserable scream erupted from the giant bear's throat as Zhao Wuji's massive body was sent flying backward, completely out of control.

He flew over ten meters before slamming heavily into a thick stone wall at the end of the alley.

Dust billowed into the sky, and debris scattered everywhere.

Dugu Yan's eyes widened as she drew in a sharp breath.

Although she knew Gu Qing was strong, the visual impact of him catching the Avatar of a level 76 Soul Saint with his bare hands was truly staggering.

Zhao Wuji struggled to crawl out of the ruins, his Martial Soul Avatar having been forcibly shattered.

Having reverted to his human form, Zhao Wuji knelt on one knee, his right arm hanging limply at his side as blood dripped continuously from his fingertips.

The look he cast toward Gu Qing no longer held its previous arrogance, replaced instead by a profound sense of terror.

During that brief clash just moments ago, Zhao Wuji had not even been able to discern what method Gu Qing had used.

It was a crushing display of pure power, a dimensional strike that existed on an entirely different plane.

Gu Qing did not give Zhao Wuji a single chance to catch his breath.

With a light tap of his toes against the ground, Gu Qing's figure instantly blurred into a faint afterimage.

Zhao Wuji felt his vision swim, and suddenly, Gu Qing was standing right before him.

That condescending gaze was like one looking down at a dying ant struggling in the dirt.

"You... what kind of monster are you..."

Heavy, ragged gasps tore from Zhao Wuji's throat, his body trembling uncontrollably.

A colossal fear, like an invisible hand, gripped his heart in a vice-like hold.

"In your next life, don't provoke those you cannot afford to offend."

Gu Qing's tone was indifferent; he pressed his index and middle fingers together, a faint, highly condensed azure light shimmering at their tips.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gu Qing's fingers transformed into an indestructible blade, striking directly at the center of Zhao Wuji's brow.

Puchi—

With a soft sound, that azure light pierced through Zhao Wuji's hardened skull without the slightest resistance.

Pure life energy transformed into the deadliest of killing weapons in that instant, directly obliterating the vitality within Zhao Wuji's brain.

Zhao Wuji's burly frame stiffened abruptly, his eyes instantly losing their focus.

Until the very last moment his consciousness flickered out, extreme shock and deep regret remained etched upon Zhao Wuji's face.

He finally understood that what Dugu Yan had said earlier was no idle boast.

Provoking such an unfathomable god of slaughter was the most foolish, and final, mistake he had ever made in his life.

With a dull thud, the man once renowned throughout the spirit master world as the "Immovable Bright King" became nothing more than a cooling corpse.

Gu Qing withdrew his hand and casually produced a pristine white handkerchief to wipe away the blood that hadn't even touched his skin.

Discarding the handkerchief onto Zhao Wuji's body, Gu Qing turned and looked toward the still-stunned Dugu Yan.

"Let's go. Don't keep Senior Dugu waiting too long."

Gu Qing's voice remained gentle, as if he had merely swatted away an annoying fly.

Dugu Yan swallowed hard, her gaze toward Gu Qing now filled with a hint of awe alongside her admiration.

Qian Renxue stepped forward, following silently behind Gu Qing, her eyes devoid of any pity as they swept over Zhao Wuji's corpse.

In this world where the strong prey upon the weak, if one lacks the strength to back up their arrogance, death is the only destination.

The group continued forward, soon exiting the gloomy alleyway.

A sprawling, magnificent manor appeared within their line of sight.

The towering vermilion gates were tightly shut, and the plaque above was inscribed with the bold, sweeping characters: "Dugu Manor."

There wasn't even a guard at the entrance, giving the place a desolate air.

Yet, in Heaven Dou City, this was perfectly normal.

Everyone knew the master of this manor was the eccentric Poison Douluo, and no one dared to run wild here.

Dugu Yan hurried forward, pushed open the heavy gates, and gestured for them to enter.

"Gu Qing, my grandfather usually studies toxicology in the poison array in the backyard. I'll take you there now."

Gu Qing nodded slightly and stepped through the gates of Dugu Manor.

The layout inside was quite simple, lacking extravagant decorations, but it was filled with various plants emitting strange scents.

The further they walked, the more intense the faint, metallic sweetness in the air became.

Passing through several corridors, a spacious courtyard shrouded in dense, green poisonous mist appeared ahead.

At the edge of the mist, an old man with a lean frame and long, ink-green hair draped over his shoulders stood with his back to them.

The old man held his hands behind his back, his entire being radiating a chilling, sinister aura.

He was none other than the renowned Title Douluo of the continent, Dugu Bo.

Seeming to sense someone approaching, Dugu Bo turned around slowly.

His emerald eyes, sharp as a viper's, swept over Gu Qing and Qian Renxue, exerting an immense sense of pressure.