Shrek Runs into an Iron Wall, Xu Qing Is Invincible!

Tang San stared at Xu Qing, unable to conceal the wild joy flashing deep in his eyes.

As he applied wound medicine to Yu Xiaogang, who was screaming on the ground, he raised his voice and shouted at Ning Fengzhi.

"Sect Master Ning!"

"Two seniors!"

"You all heard that, didn't you? Xu Qing clearly has no regard for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Tang San's gaze was venomous as he continued to stir the flames.

"Ning Rongrong must have been harmed by them!"

"Otherwise, why would he be so guilty? Why would he not even dare arrange a meeting?"

"A den of demons that treats human lives so lightly is a menace to the entire soul master world if allowed to remain!"

Flender, standing nearby, hurriedly stepped forward as well.

"Sect Master Ning, this concerns your daughter's life or death. You absolutely must not go easy on them now!"

The Shrek group chimed in one after another, desperately slinging mud at Xu Qing.

They were already overjoyed inside.

As long as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Super Douluo struck with thunderous force, the damned Blue Silver Academy would surely be razed to the ground in an instant.

Then, they could take advantage of the chaos to loot this place's accumulated wealth.

And avenge Yu Xiaogang's severed arm while they were at it!

Ning Fengzhi's face had already darkened to the extreme.

He had originally intended to try courtesy before force and probe the other side's true strength.

But Xu Qing's arrogant attitude was no different from slapping the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect across the face.

No matter how good-tempered he was, he could no longer endure it.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong, standing behind him, were so furious that they laughed instead.

"Good!"

"What a Blue Silver Academy!"

Chen Xin suddenly took a step forward, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand let out a piercing hum that shot through the clouds.

The air around the blade was instantly sliced open with countless fine black cracks.

"I would like to see just what heaven-defying abilities a brat like you possesses to dare spout such nonsense here!"

Gu Rong likewise strode forward.

The Bone Dragon phantom behind him suddenly spread its wings, blotting out the sky.

Bone-chilling deathly energy swept wildly in every direction like a tsunami.

The auras of the two Super Douluo locked onto Xu Qing ahead of them at that moment.

The surrounding guests turned pale with fright.

They summoned their martial souls and scrambled toward the outskirts.

Even a stray aftershock from a clash between Title Douluo was enough to shred ordinary soul masters like them into bloody flesh.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat for Xu Qing.

Yet Xu Qing remained standing where he was with his hands behind his back.

He did not even raise his eyelids.

He completely ignored the two terrifying pressures capable of destroying heaven and earth.

He treated the howling gale blowing toward him as nothing more than a cool breeze.

Just as Chen Xin and Gu Rong were about to attack together and suppress this arrogant fool—

A tall, burly figure appeared before Xu Qing without warning.

The newcomer wore a simple black robe.

His black hair whipped wildly in the wind, and his golden eyes were filled with lofty disdain.

It was Di Tian.

He merely stood there casually, crossing his arms over his chest.

He did not even release his martial soul.

Yet the invisible pressure, as deep and vast as an abyss, forcibly pushed back the combined pressure of the Sword and Bone Douluo.

An ear-piercing sound of shattering rang through the air.

The Title Douluo pressure that Chen Xin and Gu Rong had been so proud of crumbled inch by inch before Di Tian.

In the blink of an eye, it became a harmless breeze and vanished without a trace.

Everyone present was utterly shocked.

But before they could fully process what had happened, an abrupt cry suddenly came from the crowd.

"Wait!"

An elder from a second-rate sect pointed at Di Tian, his tongue stammering violently.

"This man..."

"Isn't he the gatekeeper who was checking invitations outside the mountain gate earlier?"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire venue fell silent.

Countless huge question marks appeared over everyone's heads.

Dai Weisi of the Star Luo Empire staggered, nearly falling face-first to the ground.

Several Platinum Bishops from Spirit Hall even raised their hands and rubbed their eyes, thinking they were hallucinating.

A gatekeeper?

A lowly errand boy guarding the entrance could effortlessly block the combined pressure of two Super Douluo with nothing but his physical aura?

What on earth did this Blue Silver Academy eat to grow so monstrous?

Even a mere gatekeeping servant possessed such earth-shattering cultivation!

The Shrek group's mocking laughter was forcibly stuck in their throats.

Tang San's face instantly twisted as though he had swallowed a dead fly, while dense cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Hearing the discussions around him, Chen Xin felt blood rush straight to his head.

He felt that he had suffered the greatest humiliation of his life.

He was Chen Xin, master of the sword path, renowned across the world for decades. Wherever he went, countless people revered him.

Yet today, a gatekeeping servant had blocked his path!

"You pretentious fraud!"

A fierce light erupted in Chen Xin's eyes as rage consumed his reason.

The Seven Kill Sword in his hand suddenly burst with dazzling silver radiance.

Nine soul rings in the optimal configuration exploded beneath his feet.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

Countless tangible sword energies rapidly formed in midair.

Accompanied by sharp tearing winds, they poured down upon Di Tian like a violent silver rainstorm that covered the sky.

Every sword energy contained terrifying destructive power capable of splitting mountains and cleaving peaks.

Gu Rong had no intention of holding anything back either.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Bone Transformation Divine Dragon!"

The enormous Bone Dragon let out a deafening roar.

Carrying overwhelming force capable of crushing everything in its path, it smashed fiercely toward Di Tian from the side.

The all-out attacks of the two Super Douluo caused the rear mountain of the entire Blue Silver Academy to tremble violently.

The raging Soul Power hurricane tore every bluestone slab from the ground.

Ning Fengzhi stared nervously at the battlefield engulfed by Soul Power light.

He had to establish his authority with the most thunderous means possible.

Only by making them suffer could he force Xu Qing to obediently hand over Ning Rongrong.

However, in the face of this super combined attack capable of destroying heaven and earth—

Di Tian merely curled his lips in disdain.

He could not even be bothered to reveal his soul rings.

He simply raised his seemingly ordinary right hand and casually slapped forward.

Boom!

The silver sword energies filling the sky shattered the moment they came into contact with Di Tian's palm wind.

They were like fragile eggs crashing into an impregnable wall of divine iron.

Tens of thousands of powerful sword energies exploded on the spot.

They turned into countless silver motes and vanished in an instant.

Chen Xin's face went pale, and he immediately let out a muffled groan.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he staggered back more than ten steps, only barely steadying himself by planting the Seven Kill Sword into the ground.

Then, Di Tian clenched his fist with a backhand motion and threw a plain, direct punch.

It struck the enormous Bone Dragon phantom lunging toward him head-on.

There were no elaborate Soul Power techniques.

Only pure, absolute, tyrannical force.

Bang!

A thunderous, earth-shaking boom erupted.

The seemingly indestructible Bone Dragon phantom let out a miserable cry.

Its massive body was covered in dense cracks from that single punch.

Gu Rong was struck as though by lightning.

His withered body flew backward like a kite with its string cut.

He smashed through three thick stone walls behind the plaza and was buried beneath the rubble.

The entire venue fell silent once more.

Even everyone's heavy breathing could be heard clearly.

At that moment, every mind went blank.

They had lost?

The Sword and Bone Duo, renowned throughout the continent.

The two towering pillars the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect took such pride in.

A gatekeeper who had not even activated his martial soul had crushed them into serious injuries with a slap and a punch!

What kind of monster was this?!

Tang San's legs suddenly went weak, and he collapsed onto the stone floor.

Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that he even forgot the agonizing pain of his severed arm.

He stared blankly at the scene before him, his entire body trembling like a sieve.

This was not a battle on the same level at all.

This was a one-sided massacre with no suspense whatsoever!

Qian Daoliu, who was watching from a distance, broke out in a cold sweat as well.

His deep, aged eyes were fixed on Di Tian.

A tempest had already risen in the depths of his heart.

Amateurs watched the spectacle; experts saw the method.

Only a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo like him could tell.

That black-robed man had relied entirely on the purest form of physical strength when he attacked just now!

The other party had not used even a trace of Soul Power.

It would not be an exaggeration to say—

This man had not even displayed one-tenth of his true strength!

He had merely warmed up, yet he had beaten two long-famous Super Douluo until they could not fight back at all.

If he truly became serious, what kind of existence capable of destroying heaven and earth would he be?

Qian Daoliu sucked in a cold breath.

He turned his head and looked at Xu Qing with growing reverence, tinged even with fear.

Even one of his gatekeepers was unimaginably powerful.

Senior Xu Qing's foundation had already exceeded the boundaries of his understanding.

Ning Fengzhi's face was as pale as gold paper.

He gripped the jeweled scepter in his hand so tightly that his knuckles had turned white, and his fingers would not stop trembling.

His greatest trump card was nothing more than a laughable joke before the other side.

Di Tian coldly watched Chen Xin struggle to his feet and Gu Rong crawl from the rubble while coughing blood madly.

A savage killing intent flashed in his golden eyes.

They had dared speak disrespectfully to his master and even attempted to attack him.

Even dying ten thousand times would not be enough to atone for their offense.

Di Tian slowly raised his right hand.

A strand of terrifying dark-gold energy rapidly gathered at his fingertips.

The surrounding space immediately twisted violently under the energy's tearing force.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong instantly sensed the threat of death.

Their faces turned deathly pale, their blood and energy surged wildly, and they could not even summon the strength to resist.

Just as the situation reached its most critical moment—

Xu Qing's calm, gentle voice slowly came from behind Di Tian.

"Enough, Di Tian."

"Stand down."

The voice was not loud, yet it rang with perfect clarity in everyone's ears.

Di Tian, who had been radiating murderous intent just a moment ago like an unparalleled fiend descending upon the world, froze the instant he heard those words.

The terrifying aura around him, powerful enough to crush the void itself, vanished without a trace.

Di Tian immediately withdrew his hand.

He turned around and strode quickly to Xu Qing's side.

His tall, burly body bent deeply, his posture humble to the extreme.

"Yes, Master."

Di Tian's tone was filled with utmost reverence and fervor.

Like the most loyal and obedient servant.

This sight once again triggered an unprecedented earthquake across the plaza.

The leaders of every faction felt their scalps go numb, their hearts seeming to stop.

A peerless expert capable of crushing a Super Douluo with a casual wave of his hand.

Had actually willingly bowed and called Xu Qing his master!

Just how terrifying were Xu Qing's true identity and strength?!

The veins on Yu Yuanzhen's forehead bulged violently.

His back was already completely soaked with cold sweat.

Fortunately, he had restrained himself earlier and had not stepped forward to avenge that useless son of his.

Otherwise, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect might already have been erased from the Douluo Continent.

Tang Xiao of the Clear Sky Sect kept swallowing hard as well.

Secretly, he rejoiced that he had remained silent all along and had not rashly offended this mysterious academy.

The people from Shrek Academy collapsed limply to the ground.

Tang San's face was ashen. His hands clawed at the cracks in the ground, and even as his nails split and bled, he felt nothing.

He had originally thought that with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as such a towering tree to rely on, he could use the opportunity to stir up trouble and easily overturn Blue Silver Academy.

Yet before them, that towering tree was not even worth a blade of grass.

The atmosphere on the plaza congealed.

Everyone's gaze gathered upon the refined middle-aged man holding a gemstone scepter.

Ning Fengzhi gripped his scepter tightly.

He stared at Xu Qing in the distance, whose expression remained calm.

A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his temples, dripping down his cheeks onto the bluestone slabs.

The master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who normally planned everything from afar and remained unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, now had his thoughts in utter chaos.

The waters of Blue Silver Academy ran hundreds, perhaps thousands of times deeper than he had anticipated.

Even a servant guarding the gate, without even summoning his martial soul, had effortlessly severely injured the two Super Douluo under his command.

Then what sort of horrifying trump card did Xu Qing possess, this man who had remained seated as steadily as a bell and had not revealed even a hint of his strength?

Should he continue to fight head-on?

If he truly enraged the other side, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect elites he had brought today, along with himself, would likely all be buried in these back mountains.

But if he retreated in disgrace now.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's illustrious reputation, built over years of dominating the continent, would become a laughingstock for all beneath heaven.

A century of foundations, destroyed in a single day.

Caught between advancing and retreating, he was riding a tiger and could not dismount.

Ning Fengzhi's expression shifted unpredictably, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with difficulty.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere on Shrek's side had become so oppressive that it drove people mad.

Tang San sat collapsed on the hard stone slabs.

His eyes were hollow and lifeless, as though every trace of soul had been drained from him.

He stared at the shattered remnants of the Bone Dragon, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

He could not even piece together a complete sentence.

He had originally pinned all his hopes on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's thick, sturdy thigh.

He had counted on Ning Fengzhi to uproot that damned Blue Silver Academy with thunderous force.

To avenge his teacher's blood feud over the severed arm, then take advantage of the chaos to plunder all the academy's reserves.

But who could have imagined it?

That thigh he had thought could hold up the heavens had not only failed to kick open Blue Silver Academy's gates.

It had instead gone limp like a noodle before one of their gatekeeping servants, on the verge of kneeling before him.

Flender's legs went weak as he reached out and clung tightly to a stone pillar beside him.

Only by gouging ten deep white marks into the pillar with his fingernails did he barely keep himself from collapsing onto the ground.

"Xiao San..."

"Did we really kick an iron plate this time?"

Flender's voice carried unconcealed despair. Even the clothes on his back had been soaked through with cold sweat.