Target: Eight Spider Lances! Tang San Continues the Chase? Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong Defect from Shrek!

"Poison Douluo?"

Zhao Wuji asked with a face full of astonishment and extreme shock:

"Who is that?"

"Ignorant!"

Meng Shu cast a disdainful glance at Zhao Wuji and said coldly:

"The Poison Douluo is none other than Dugu Bo!"

Without waiting for Zhao Wuji to respond, a look of deep reverence and fanaticism suddenly appeared in Meng Shu's eyes as he continued:

"His Excellency Dugu Bo received guidance from a mysterious senior.

Not only has his strength greatly increased, but he has also successfully absorbed a 100,000-year spirit ring!

Today, the spirit power of His Excellency the Poison Douluo has already reached level ninety-two!"

Zhao Wuji gasped, his remaining left arm trembling violently.

A 100,000-year spirit ring?!

A level ninety-two Title Douluo?!

Seeing Zhao Wuji's terrified expression, Meng Shu's sneer deepened:

"His Excellency the Poison Douluo is acting under the orders of that senior, specifically coming to find my wife and me to establish a sect."

Meng Shu paused, his tone filled with absolute confidence and arrogance:

"That senior's strength is unfathomable, like a god!

With that senior as our backing, what does a mere Clear Sky Douluo who hides from place to place even matter?!"

Zhao Wuji felt as if he had been struck by lightning, freezing in place with his mind gone blank.

"A 100,000-year spirit ring... a senior like a god..."

Zhao Wuji's lips trembled.

The trump card he had been so proud of had become a joke in Meng Shu's mouth.

Meng Shu glanced at Zhao Wuji impatiently, a hint of killing intent appearing in his eyes as he coldly issued an order to leave:

"Zhao Wuji, this old man will warn you one last time.

Take your people and get lost!

If you dare to use Tang Hao to pressure this old man again, I wouldn't mind taking care of a little trouble in advance on behalf of that senior!"

Zhao Wuji shuddered, not daring to say another word, and retreated to the Shrek group, looking utterly dejected.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's pale face, a bad premonition welled up in Tang San's heart, but he still gritted his teeth and asked:

"Teacher Zhao, how did it go?

Did the Dragon Duke agree to the duel?"

"Duel? What duel!

Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Zhao Wuji interrupted Tang San roughly, grabbing him with his only remaining hand and shouting sternly:

"We don't want the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent anymore!

Everyone, follow me immediately!"

"What?!"

Oscar widened his eyes in disbelief, his voice tinged with a sob:

"Teacher Zhao, that is the most suitable spirit ring for me!

Are we just giving it up like this?"

Tang San was also anxious, struggling as he said:

"Teacher Zhao!

Even if he is a Spirit Douluo, we can't just give up without even resisting..."

"I told you to shut up!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes bulged as he roared:

"Am I the team leader or are you?

If you want to die, stay here!

Dai Mubai, take Oscar and leave at once!"

Although Dai Mubai was also unwilling.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's expression of terror and panic, he guessed that Meng Shu must have said something truly terrifying.

Dai Mubai could only swallow his humiliation and pull Oscar along.

"Oscar, listen to Teacher Zhao!

As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood. Go!"

Not far away, Meng Yiran saw this and let out a silvery, mocking laugh:

"Weren't you acting so tough just a moment ago?

Why are you running away now like dogs with their tails tucked between their legs?

This young lady thought you had some backbone, but it turns out you're just a bunch of cripples who bully the weak and fear the strong!"

"You!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and humiliation.

But before he could lash out, Zhao Wuji grabbed him firmly and dragged him forcibly into the depths of the forest.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance and followed without a word, as if none of this had anything to do with them.

High in the canopy.

Huang Yan looked down at the retreating, disheveled figures of the Shrek group, the corners of his mouth curling up in satisfaction.

"Heh, that old poison-master Dugu Bo truly didn't disappoint me.

I quite like the way this Meng Shu uses his power to bully others."

Huang Yan slowly stood up and brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Alright, the show is over.

Next, let's see if I can 'pick up the scraps'!"

Huang Yan didn't even spare a second glance at the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent below.

He had absolutely no interest in a soul beast of that level.

What he truly cared about was the Man Faced Demon Spider that, in the original story, allowed Tang San to obtain the External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances!

"Although my martial soul is the Bright Phoenix, having eight spider legs on my back would indeed be a bit unconventional..."

Huang Yan curled his lips into a cold sneer, his figure silently weaving through the treetops as he followed the Shrek group from a distance.

"But regardless, even if I have to feed this External Soul Bone to a dog, I will never let it fall into Tang San's hands!"

On the other side, the Shrek group had already run a considerable distance in their sorry state.

Just as everyone began to breathe a sigh of relief, Tang San suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His eyes were bloodshot, staring fixedly into the deeper reaches of the Star Dou Great Forest.

That was the direction in which Xiao Wu had been snatched away by the Titan Giant Ape.

"Xiao Wu... I'm coming to save you!"

Tang San let out a low growl, and ignoring everything else, he turned and sprinted madly in that direction!

"Tang San!

Are you insane?!"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically, and he cursed in a rage:

"That is the territory of the Titan Giant Ape!

Are you looking for death?!"

However, Tang San turned a deaf ear, rushing dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Wuji was so angry he felt his lungs might explode, but at the thought of Tang Hao's terrifying Clear Sky Hammer, he could only grit his teeth and stomp his foot.

"Damn it!

If this little brat dies in there, Tang Hao will surely skin me alive!

Follow him!"

"Damn it!"

Zhao Wuji cursed angrily.

"Everyone, use your legs!

Keep up with me!"

Just as Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai, and Oscar were about to set off in pursuit, two cold voices came from the back of the group.

"You go ahead, we aren't going."

It was Ning Rongrong who spoke, and Zhu Zhuqing beside her also wore an indifferent expression, not having moved a single step.

Dai Mubai turned his head sharply, looking at Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief:

"Zhuqing, what do you mean by this?

Tang San is in mortal danger right now!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were icy, her tone devoid of the slightest emotion:

"Whether he lives or dies, what does it have to do with me?

Shrek Academy doesn't even have the ability to protect its students; when someone points a finger at our noses and calls us cripples, we can only tuck our tails and run.

I have no interest in staying in a place like this any longer.

I am leaving the Star Dou Great Forest, and I am leaving Shrek Academy."

"You--!"

Dai Mubai's face turned livid, his fists clenching until they cracked.

"Zhu Zhuqing!

Do you dare to betray the academy?!"

"Betray? Don't make it sound so high and mighty."

Ning Rongrong sneered, mocking him without a shred of mercy:

"A dignified Immovable Wisdom King, scared out of his wits by a single sentence.

Going after Tang San now is nothing more than fear of the power backing him.

Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot afford to lose face like this!

Zhuqing, let's go."

Oscar's eyes reddened with anxiety, and he hurriedly stepped forward:

"Rongrong, it's very dangerous outside; how can you two girls leave?

I'm begging you, just stay with us for now, alright?"