Tang San dropped to his knees, both hands braced against the ground as his whole body trembled violently.
He felt as though the crushing pressure would shatter his body. His throat filled with a coppery sweetness, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
A deep sense of humiliation surged through him, flushing his face crimson.
He tried to struggle back to his feet, but the pressure was like an invisible mountain pinning him to the ground, leaving him unable to move.
"Did I say you could speak?"
Long Yun looked down at Tang San kneeling before him. His voice was calm, yet carried an overbearing force that sent chills down everyone's spine.
At the sight of this, the members of Shrek erupted into an uproar.
"Third Brother!"
"Xiao San!"
Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai flew into a rage.
"You damned bastard! What did you do?"
Ma Hongjun roared. Evil Fire instantly blazed over him, and he was about to charge forward.
"Let Third Brother go! Do you know who we are?"
Dai Mubai glared furiously. His White Tiger Martial Soul possessed him in an instant, and he was about to attack Long Yun.
Yu Xiaogang pointed at Long Yun, shouting in exasperation:
"As the head of an Academy, how can you attack a junior? Aren't you afraid the whole world will laugh at you?"
Faced with Shrek's blustering, Long Yun couldn't even be bothered to raise an eyelid.
His gaze slowly shifted to Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, Yu Xiaogang, and the others.
Then he gave them another indifferent look.
Boom!
The terrifying Nine-Colored Dragon Might expanded several times over in an instant.
It was an absolute suppression that came from the depths of the soul. Before this pressure, every Martial Soul could only tremble and submit.
Thud! Thud!