Dugu Yan excitedly wrapped her arm around Lin Yuan's.
"Lin Yuan, you're way too strong!"
"What kind of Martial Soul was that just now? It was unbelievably imposing!"
"You took down that whole bunch of arrogant guys in an instant. That felt so good!"
Ye Lingling's usually cool expression was now filled with fervent admiration.
"Master Lin Yuan, your strength is truly astonishing."
Faced with the two girls' praise, Lin Yuan merely nodded calmly.
"Just business as usual."
"There's really no point in a sparring match at this level."
On the other side of the ring,
several of Shrek Academy's supervising teachers hurried over.
In a sorry state, they helped Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others up from the ground.
After feeding them Recovery Sausages, the group supported one another as they left the ring.
Each of them had their heads hanging, like eggplants beaten by frost.
Their earlier arrogance had vanished without a trace.
The team retreated to the passage leading to the dimly lit preparation area.
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
Tang San leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.
His chest heaved violently.
As he recalled Lin Yuan's contemptuous gaze on the ring,
killing intent surged wildly through Tang San's heart like boiling magma.
That man could not be allowed to live!
As long as Lin Yuan was alive, Tang San would never be able to hold his head high.
He would be an insurmountable mountain on Tang San's path of cultivation!
"I'll kill him, no matter what."
Tang San forced out the words with a vicious expression, each one carrying a bone-chilling murderous intent.
Hearing this, Dai Mubai coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his face full of frustration.
"But, Xiao San, the six of us together still couldn't