Qin Feng Humiliates Yu Xiaogang! Tang San Suffers Crushing Defeat, Shrek Is Nothing Special!

"Brother!"

Xiao Wu lunged forward to embrace Tang San, whose face was covered in blood, her tears falling like rain.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly checked Tang San's injuries, only then letting out a sigh of relief.

Yet, the look of resentment in his eyes grew increasingly intense.

On the arena stage.

Only three people remained.

Qin Feng, along with Oscar and Ning Rongrong, who were shivering in the corner, and Zhu Zhuqing, who wore a complex expression.

Qin Feng brushed some non-existent dust off his trousers and looked at the few remaining stragglers.

"What? Do you need me to invite you off?"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip; as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, when had she ever suffered such indignity?

"We haven't lost yet! As long as we still have a breath..."

"Rongrong, I'll protect you!"

Although his legs were trembling, Oscar steeled himself and stood in front of Ning Rongrong to show off in front of his goddess.

"I have a big sausage..."

Before he could finish the incantation.

Qin Feng struck out with a palm from a distance.

Slap!

Oscar, along with his sausage, was sent flying, landing cleanly off the arena stage.

"Noisy."

Qin Feng withdrew his hand and looked at the two remaining girls.

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Her greatest reliance was gone; she was just a support-type Soul Master, what could she do against such a violent maniac?

"I... I concede."

Zhu Zhuqing was much more direct.

She took a deep look at Qin Feng, her eyes filled with three parts fear, three parts shame and anger, and four parts admiration that even she couldn't quite explain.

After speaking, she supported the still-dazed Ning Rongrong and jumped off the stage of her own accord.

With this, the Shrek Seven Devils had been completely wiped out.

After a brief moment of deathly silence, the entire Great Soul Arena erupted into thunderous cheers.

"They won! The Heaven Dou Royal Team won!"

"Too strong! It was practically a massacre!"

"Hahahaha! I bet one thousand Gold Soul Coin on Qin Feng to win! One to three odds! I'm rich!"

"Shrek? What kind of bullshit monster academy, they're just a bunch of trash!"

The gamblers, blinded by their winnings, waved their tickets frantically, hurling merciless insults at the losers.

In this world where strength is supreme, the loser has no excuses and must endure all the mockery.

Flender listened to the cries of "trash" all around him, his heart bleeding.

It wasn't just because their reputation was ruined; more importantly, he had bet his entire life savings on Shrek winning.

It was all gone.

"It's over... I'm really going bankrupt now..."

Flender's face was ashen, and even his spectacle lens had cracked.

As Yu Xiaogang fed medicine to Tang San, he gritted his teeth and said:

"This is too much... That Qin Feng's strikes were too heavy! Not only did he injure Dai Mubai and Tang San, but he also... he even did that to Zhu Zhuqing!"

Recalling the scene where Qin Feng had grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's tail, Yu Xiaogang, who prided himself on being a gentleman, found it completely unacceptable.

"A person of such low character, possessing only raw power, will surely be a scourge to the Soul Master world in the future! We must demand an explanation from the Great Soul Arena! We must settle this score with that Qin Feng!"

Dai Mubai slowly regained consciousness at this moment, and upon hearing these words, his evil eyes were filled with resentment.

"Master is right! I cannot swallow this insult!"

With Xiao Wu's help, Tang San managed to stand straight. Looking at the figure on the stage enjoying the cheers, his fists clenched until they creaked.

"Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!"

On the arena stage.

Supervisor Ao, the person in charge of the Great Soul Arena, walked up with a beaming smile, holding a golden card in his hands.

"Captain Qin Feng, you are truly young, promising, and a heaven-sent talent!"

"This is the prize money for this Soul Fighting match, along with the additional victory bonus. It totals three million Gold Soul Coin. Please, accept it."

Supervisor Ao bowed very low.

He had witnessed that battle just now; the potential and strength displayed by this youth meant that as long as he did not die prematurely, he would absolutely be a Title Douluo-level existence in the future.

Qin Feng took the gold card casually and weighed it in his hand.

Three million—not a small amount.

He turned around and looked at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling behind him.

"You two can split this one million. Consider it a greeting gift."

Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at him, crossed her arms, and said:

"Who cares about your money? My grandfather is Poison Douluo; do I look like someone who lacks money?"

Ye Lingling also said softly:

"I don't want it either. We didn't contribute anything in this match; it would feel wrong to take it."

Although the Nine Heart Begonia family had few members, every successor was treated as an honored guest by all major factions, so they were naturally not people who lacked money.

Qin Feng shrugged.

"Fine, you two rich ladies. Then I won't stand on ceremony."

He was just about to leave the stage when he discovered a group of people blocking the contestant tunnel with an aggressive aura.

It was the Shrek group, led by Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back. Although his cloth attire was simple, he tried his best to straighten his back, putting on an air of high prestige and respectability.

Behind him followed a furious-looking Flender and Liu Erlong, along with that group of students who had been beaten until their faces were bruised and swollen.

"Qin Feng! Stop right there!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted sternly.

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks and looked down at this group of losers from his vantage point.

"Something the matter?"

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, pointed at the supported Tang San and Ma Hongjun and the others, and said righteously:

"This was just an ordinary sparring match; it should have ended once the point was made. Why did you use such vicious methods?"

"Tang San and the others are still just children. Not only did you severely injure them, but you also humiliated their character in front of everyone. Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

Qin Feng looked at Yu Xiaogang as if he were an idiot.

He picked at his ear and asked with a blank expression:

"Who are you?"

These three simple words were like an invisible slap across Yu Xiaogang's face.

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.

Who was he, Yu Xiaogang?

He was the Master of the theoretical world! He was the Wisdom Corner of the Golden Iron Triangle!

In the Soul Master world, as long as someone had a little bit of knowledge, who didn't know his name?

This youth actually asked who he was?

This was clearly intentional! It was naked humiliation!

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that his fingers were trembling.

Liu Erlong, standing to the side, could no longer stand it.

How could she tolerate this man, whom she had loved her entire life, being so slighted by a junior?

She stepped forward abruptly, the aura of her Fire Dragon Martial Soul flickering in and out, her mature and charming face filled with rage.

"Ignorant brat! Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"

"Standing before you is the renowned theoretical master of the Soul Master world, Mr. Yu Xiaogang!"

"His wisdom is unmatched, and his theories have guided countless Soul Masters on their path forward!"

Liu Erlong's voice was loud and clear, echoing across half of the Soul Fighting Arena.

She truly admired Yu Xiaogang; in her eyes, although this man was not strong, the wisdom in his brain was a priceless treasure.

Qin Feng was not intimidated by Liu Erlong's aura.

His gaze swept over Liu Erlong without any restraint.

It had to be said, although she was a bit older, her figure was truly explosive—large where it should be large, perky where it should be perky—exuding the scent of a ripe peach.