Shrek's Tyranny, Blue Silver Academy No Longer Low-Key!

In his past life, he was a disciple of the outer sect of the Tang Sect, forced to leap from a cliff to prove his innocence after being accused of stealing the inner sect's secret arts.

He had assumed that he was already dead.

Yet, upon opening his eyes, he found himself in this world known as the Douluo Continent, reborn as an infant.

He had a father, Tang Hao.

A blacksmith who, despite his decadence, had provided him with warmth.

He had believed that all of this was a gift from the heavens, a form of compensation for the loneliness and hardship of his previous life.

But now, reality had dealt him its heaviest blow.

If...

If what Ah Yin said was true.

If this body was originally meant for another soul.

Then what was he?

A thief who had usurped another's nest?

This thought gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.

"Creak—"

The door was pushed open gently.

Xiao Wu walked in, carrying a bowl of hot porridge.

"Third Brother, you're awake."

Seeing Tang San's eyes open, a flash of joy appeared on Xiao Wu's face, but it was quickly replaced by worry.

She placed the bowl on the table and sat by the bed.

"How are you feeling?"

Tang San did not answer, remaining in that same despondent state.

Xiao Wu felt a pang of pain in her heart and took his hand.

"Third Brother, please don't be like this, you're scaring me."

Tang San's hand was ice-cold.

His pupils finally shifted, turning toward Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu..."

His voice was as dry as sandpaper rubbing against stone.

"Tell me... who am I?"

Xiao Wu was stunned.

"Third Brother, what nonsense are you spouting? You are you; you are the Third Brother I love the most."

"No..."

Tang San shook his head slowly.

"What if I am not 'Tang San'?"

"What if I am just... a lonely ghost from another world who occupied someone else's body?"

Xiao Wu's heart tightened violently.

She knew that Tang San's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu lunged forward and hugged him tightly.

"I don't care who you are! I don't care where you came from!"

"I only know that it was you who protected me when I was bullied, it was you who used your own body to shield me in the Soul Hunting Forest, and it was you who would throw your life away for my sake!"

"You are my Third Brother! You always will be!"

The girl's body heat and her tearful cries finally caused a ripple in Tang San's hollow gaze.

His stiff body seemed to regain a hint of warmth.

Outside the door.

Grandmaster, Flender, Dai Mubai, and the others stood in silence.

They had heard the conversation inside, and each of their expressions was complex.

"A lonely ghost from another world..."

Grandmaster muttered to himself, a flicker of shock passing through his eyes.

This explanation, while inconceivable, seemed... to explain everything that had happened today.

Why Tang San possessed a mind far beyond that of his peers.

Why did he possess so many strange hidden weapons that had never been heard of before?

And why did Ah Yin say those words?

"Xiaogang, this..." Flender looked toward Grandmaster.

Grandmaster slowly closed his eyes.

"No matter where his soul comes from."

"The blood of Tang Hao and Ah Yin flows through his body; that much cannot be faked."

"He is Tang San."

"He is my, Yu Xiaogang's, only personal disciple."

Grandmaster's tone was resolute and decisive.

"For now, let him stay with Xiao Wu for a while."

"We shall go and discuss the tactics for tomorrow."

On the other side.

Blue Silver Academy.

In the courtyard behind the mountain, Chen Xuan lay leisurely on a rocking chair, while Ah Yin stood to the side, meticulously pruning the leaves of a potted Blue Silver Grass.

The moonlight was like water, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

Dugu Yan, Ning Rongrong, and the other three disciples stood respectfully to the side.

"Teacher."

Dugu Yan stepped forward and spoke.

"Will Shrek Academy really come back tomorrow?"

In her view, Shrek had already lost all face and morale today; to continue fighting would only be courting humiliation.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes and glanced at her.

"They will come."

"Why?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

"Because of Yu Xiaogang."

Chen Xuan said indifferently.

"He is a man with rich theoretical knowledge, but he is also extremely proud and stubborn. He will not allow himself and his disciples to suffer such a crushing defeat."

"Moreover, he also needs a battle to verify certain conjectures in his heart."

Dugu Yan nodded thoughtfully.

"Teacher, then how should we respond tomorrow?"

Chen Xuan sat up straight, his gaze sweeping over his five disciples.

Dugu Yan, level 58 Power Attack System Battle Soul King.

Ning Rongrong, level 45 Support System Soul Ancestor.

Ye Lingling, level 46 Healing System Soul Ancestor.

The brothers Shi Mo and Shi Pan were both level 47 Defense System Battle Soul Ancestors.

This lineup was already at a crushing level among their peers.

"You have only one goal."

Chen Xuan held up one finger.

"Tang San."

The group was stunned.

"Does Teacher mean..." Shi Mo asked in a muffled voice.

"I mean, ignore everyone else from Shrek."

Chen Xuan's tone was flat but carried an irresistible majesty.

"Leave the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Dai Mubai and Zhu Qing to Shi Mo and Shi Pan; your task is to stall them, there is no need to win."

"Yes, Teacher!" The two brothers immediately replied.

"Ye Lingling, your Nine Heart Begonia is responsible for the team's sustainability, and at the same time, ensure one thing."

Chen Xuan looked at Ye Lingling.

"Ensure that Tang San remains conscious until the end of the battle."

Ye Lingling's body trembled slightly, then she lowered her head.

"Yes, Teacher."

Only treat, do not heal.

Let him remain conscious to endure every ounce of pain.

"Ning Rongrong."

"Teacher, I am here!" Ning Rongrong immediately responded with a sweet voice.

"Use your Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to provide full support to Dugu Yan."

"You got it!"

Chen Xuan's gaze finally landed on Dugu Yan.

"Yanzi."

"This disciple is here."

"Your mission is to crush him."

Chen Xuan's eyes grew profound.

"Use your poison, your soul skills, and every means at your disposal to defeat everything he prides himself on, head-on and fair and square."

"I want everyone to see that the path he has chosen has been wrong from the very beginning."

A glimmer of excitement flashed through Dugu Yan's emerald pupils.

She licked her lips.

"Teacher, I understand."

"This will be... a very interesting hunt."

The next day.

Heaven Dou City Grand Arena.

When the Shrek Seven stepped onto this field once again, their moods were completely different from yesterday.

The initial confidence was gone, replaced only by a sense of desperate resolve.

Tang San walked in the middle of the team; his face remained pale, but his eyes had regained a hint of spirit.

It seemed that overnight, he had figured something out.

Or perhaps, it was Xiao Wu's companionship and Grandmaster's guidance that allowed him to temporarily suppress the inner demons in his heart.

It did not matter who he was.

His companions were by his side.

His teacher was behind him.

That was enough.

He would fight for them.