Mu En Makes a Move (Seeking Follow-ups, Meow)

BOOM!

The instant both parties unleashed their Martial Souls, a vast, overwhelming force descended from the sky, pinning them down.

Wang Dong fared better, his Martial Soul merely suppressed back into his body, but Xiao Yulü was flattened against the ground entirely.

Seeing his friend suffer such harassment, Xiao Yan instantly switched to his battle face, a terrifying heat radiating from his body.

"I don't know which teacher is acting, but this is just a spat between classmates. Is there a need to play favorites like this?"

However, Xiao Yan's words were like a stone cast into the ocean, meeting with no response at all.

Xiao Yan scanned his surroundings for a moment before his gaze locked onto the old man napping leisurely on a recliner in front of the dormitory.

Is it you who acted? Mu En.

If it were Mu En who had intervened, then continuing to hold his ground would be a failure to read the room.

He hurried forward to help the pinned Xiao Yulü up, but unexpectedly, a surge of pressure slammed into him.

Xiao Yan nearly lost his footing and was pressed to the ground himself. He gritted his teeth; was this old geezer Mu En actually trying to suppress him as well?

Fortunately, Little Fire Dragon was a Beast Martial Soul. In its possessed state, his tolerance was significantly increased. This level of pressure might have flattened him had he been caught off guard, but now that he had reacted, holding his ground was naturally no problem.

Moreover, he still had the spare energy to assist Xiao Yulü, who was also being assaulted by the pressure. Seeing that it couldn't crush Xiao Yan, the immense force suddenly surged in intensity. Xiao Yan felt a sharp pain in his back; it felt as if his internal organs and bones were about to snap.

"Heh, I don't believe an old man like Mu En would actually try to kill me..."

Xiao Yan clenched his teeth and discreetly pulled out two Dragon Blood Pills, swallowing one himself and shoving the other into Xiao Yulü's mouth.

These pills, which temporarily increased physical constitution, performed well when facing pressure tests. Once the medicine entered his system and dissolved, Xiao Yan immediately felt his muscles harden significantly.

With the aid of the Dragon Blood Pill, Xiao Yulü was no longer passively enduring the pressure, and their bent waists gradually straightened.

"Oh? Interesting..."

The moment he stood completely upright, Xiao Yan seemed to hear a voice in his ear. He was almost certain it was that old man Mu En putting pressure on him, but...

If it were anyone else, Xiao Yan might have cooked up a Buddha Fury Fire Lotus and let it fly, but this old geezer was Mu En.

There was no helping it; although this old geezer didn't have many years left to live, one still had to show a little respect while he was alive.

However, Xiao Yulü on the side wasn't as easy-going as him.

Just as Xiao Yan was cupping his hands in a salute, he saw his good brother open his mouth and shout:

"Which grandson is sneak-attacking me! Come out and fight a hundred rounds with your Young Master Xiao Yulü! What kind of skill is a sneak attack!"

"..."

Xiao Yan could only cast a look of pity in his direction.

Sure enough, the moment those words left Xiao Yulü's mouth, another wave of immense force pressed down on him, causing him to yelp in pain.

Even with the assistance of the Dragon Blood Pill, Xiao Yulü could not withstand the pressure of a Titled Douluo.

Moreover, looking at the situation, Xiao Yulü wouldn't be getting up tonight.

By now, Wang Dong had stood back up and was in a state of ignoring Huo Yuhao entirely. Seeing Xiao Yulü's pleading gaze, Xiao Yan could only shrug, signaling that he couldn't help.

"Cough, cough, everyone disperse, nothing to see here. Don't block the path."

Xiao Yan had no choice but to drive away the onlookers, and Huo Yuhao helped as well. In truth, he was quite grateful to Xiao Yulü for standing up for him. Wang Dong returned to his room alone, and seeing that the fun was over, no one else gathered around.

In just a moment, the crowd had dispersed.

"Xiao Yan, is it really okay to just leave Yulü lying there...?"

"No choice, you go back first."

Xiao Yan led Huo Yuhao inside like he was looking after a child, then turned back to find the old man napping on the recliner at the entrance.

"Senior, Xiao Yulü is still very young. He will get sick if he lies outside all night."

Xiao Yan did not beg; he simply stated the facts:

"He is a genius Soul Master who reached Level 17 at nine years old. If he is humiliated in front of all the new students today, what will he think in the future? How will he view Shrek?"

The old man slowly opened his eyes and chuckled:

"I didn't expect you to understand so much."

Xiao Yan looked the other party in the eye, neither humble nor pushy:

"I am merely stating the facts."

Mu En looked at this young man. Clearly, his Soul Power Level was lower than Xiao Yulü's, yet he had performed better, and...

"Oh? Your first soul ring is a thousand-year soul ring?"

Xiao Yan's lips curled, but upon remembering that there was a million-year soul ring inside this very dormitory building, he stifled his smile.

"That is correct."

"Hmm, your talent and temperament are both excellent. It is no wonder the Xiao Clan recommended you for admission to Shrek."

Mu En nodded, stroking his beard.

"Very well, I will lift the pressure on that boy. After all, unleashing one's Martial Soul against a classmate within the school grounds warrants a small punishment."

"Even if there is a reason, it remains the same."

As Xiao Yan listened to Old Deng, he found it somewhat laughable.

So, Ma Xiaotao could openly attack other students on campus without needing punishment, yet Xiao Yulü had to be punished for standing up for a classmate?

What kind of bullshit logic was that!

"Heh, so even with a reason, one must still be punished?"

"If Shrek Academy is truly as fair and just as it claims, then I hope it can remain fair and just forever."

"And not just when Inner Court disciples bully Outer Court disciples, acting unscrupulously without consequence."

Xiao Yan's expression gradually turned cold, devoid of any emotion; even when facing a Titled Douluo, he dared to question and challenge.

Mu En was somewhat surprised. Xiao Yan was clearly just a child, yet for the sake of a companion, he dared to resist the strong?

Such character...

After saying this, Xiao Yan stopped paying attention to Mu En and turned to leave.

He did not expect Mu En to take his words to heart, but if it were Beibei, it would be different.

As the great-grandson of this old man, Beibei still held a certain amount of influence.

It was just... he wondered what Beibei and Tang Ya had been up to these past few days.

Returning to the plaza, Xiao Yulü was still being pinned down by Mu En. Xiao Yan had brought him a piece of bread from the commercial street at the school gate; in his current position, he couldn't eat a proper meal, so he had to make do with the bread.

"Ah, I... Old Xiao, you're the righteous one."

Xiao Yulü took a bite of the bread Xiao Yan handed him and sighed with emotion.

"Stop yapping and just eat."

Xiao Yan couldn't be bothered to waste words with him, but since Xiao Yulü was being suppressed by Mu En, this was the only way he could eat.

By the time the pressure on Xiao Yulü was lifted, it was already near dusk.

He had been pinned to the plaza in front of the dormitory like that, and every passing student had seen his miserable state, looking like a dead dog. However, since he had been the first to unleash his Martial Soul against a classmate, receiving punishment was only expected.

After returning to the dormitory, he didn't even want to shower; he simply climbed into bed and hid himself under the covers.

Until the next day, when the semester officially began.