The Late Imperial Dou vs. Shrek

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Education Committee.

A faint scent of gunpowder permeated the air. The three chief committee members sat at the head of the table, with the Imperial Dou Team and Shrek Academy seated opposite one another.

"Tianheng, I wonder if you still remember me?"

Yu Xiaogang stood up from his seat, his gaze toward Yu Tianheng tinged with expectation.

"Of course I remember, my good uncle, the disgrace of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Yu Tianheng showed no mercy, his face filled with disdain.

Di Lintian glanced at Yu Tianheng with satisfaction; it seemed his bewitchment—no, his persuasion—had been very effective.

He had spent no small amount of time instilling negative information about Yu Xiaogang into Yu Tianheng.

Things such as how Yu Xiaogang used the reputation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to swindle others, or how he stole theories from Martial Soul Hall and summarized them as his own before releasing them to the public.

And so, Yu Tianheng's attitude toward his mentor Yu Xiaogang was indeed vastly different from the original story.

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he froze in place, seemingly caught off guard by Yu Tianheng's words.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Yu Tianheng, stammering for a long moment, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"What 'you'? If you don't put that hand down, don't expect to keep it." Dugu Yan protected her man with an overbearing air.

"Dugu Yan, how can you speak to Master Yu like that?" Qin Ming, who had served as Dugu Yan's team leader for a time, questioned her.

"Him? A 'Master'?"

Dugu Yan didn't even glance at Qin Ming, mocking him with a sneer.

"How dare you insult my teacher!"

Tang San, like a cat with its fur standing on end, activated his Spinosaurus form. His Blue Silver Grass instantly manifested, and three soul rings—white, yellow, and purple—emerged.

Meng Shenji looked at the scene, which had devolved into something resembling a wet market, and rubbed his temples in a headache.

"Three chiefs, is this the genius you spoke of? A ten-year soul ring?"

Di Lintian's eyes flashed with calculation as he asked with a playful tone.

This was unbearable.

If an uncle could endure it, an aunt certainly could not.

If they didn't speak up now, wouldn't they be reduced to shrinking turtles?

Dai Mubai and the others also released their martial souls, and the smell of gunpowder grew even thicker.

Only Xiao Wu stood silently behind Tang San, not releasing her martial soul, occasionally glancing at Di Lintian.

"Want to fight?" Di Lintian stood up and walked toward the soul fighting arena. "Don't say we're bullying you. The six of us against the eight of you."

Di Lintian was already at the Soul Ancestor level, though no one except Qian Renxue knew it; in the eyes of the others, he was still just a Soul Ancestor.

"Wait."

Before Di Lintian could even step out of the Education Committee's doors, he saw three people walk in.

Ning Fengzhi, why would he come here?

Di Lintian stopped in his tracks, and the Imperial Dou Team and Shrek members behind him also froze.

"Sect Master Ning, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The three committee members rose to greet them.

They had originally intended to follow the students to watch, thinking perhaps Shrek could truly create a miracle and defeat the Imperial Dou Team, even with one member missing.

"Three chiefs, I have come to pick up my daughter." Ning Fengzhi wore a spring-breeze smile and beckoned to Ning Rongrong. "Rongrong, aren't you coming over?"

"Daddy?" Ning Rongrong seemed surprised that her father would appear here, let alone to pick her up. She shook her head like a rattle. "I'm not going back."

She looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin behind Ning Fengzhi, ran over quickly, and tugged at the corner of his robe. "Sword Grandpa."

"Rongrong, be good. You're coming home with us in a moment." Sword Douluo patted Ning Rongrong's head, not indulging her as he usually did.

Long before they entered, they had heard the arguing inside. Anyone could tell that Shrek had been targeted.

This was a pit of fire, and naturally, he had to pull his precious granddaughter out of it as quickly as possible.

Everyone's gaze fell upon Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong; no one noticed the silent exchange between Di Lintian and "Xue Qinghe."

"Little Tian, it has been a long time." Ning Fengzhi looked at Di Lintian. "May I call you that?"

"Of course you may, Uncle Ning." Di Lintian stopped his eye contact with "Xue Qinghe" and nodded politely at Ning Fengzhi.

He hadn't met Ning Fengzhi many times; the last time was during the grand ceremony, where they had exchanged a few words at the final banquet.

"What are you all doing..." 'Xue Qinghe' caught Di Lintian's intent and deliberately asked the three committee members.

"Your Highness, this is Shrek Academy, here for an academic exchange with our academy. They are about to have an academic exchange with our ace team, the Imperial Dou Team," Meng Shenji said tactfully.

"An academic exchange? That is perfect. Let me and my teacher observe the empire's outstanding talents," 'Xue Qinghe' said with a smile.

"It is their honor, Your Highness," Bai Baoshan said humbly.

The three committee members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy were all part of the pro-Xue Qinghe faction.

Xue Qinghe was perfectly disguised by Qian Renxue; in front of outsiders, he always maintained an image of being gentle, refined, and respectful toward the virtuous.

This image suited the scholarly temperaments of the three committee members perfectly. Thus, they supported Xue Qinghe, believing he would undoubtedly be an enlightened monarch.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Soul Fighting Arena.

"Hey, what's going on with the No. 1 Soul Fighting Arena?" A student wearing a school uniform reached out to stop another student.

"I don't know. I was planning to have a sparring match here, but I guess I'll have to go to another one." The stopped student shook his head and walked toward the other arenas.

As Heaven Dou Royal Academy, it was naturally impossible to have only one soul fighting arena; there were three in total, named the No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 arenas.

The No. 1 arena was the largest and the only one capable of hosting team soul fights.

Currently, soldiers clad in silver armor stood solemnly, surrounding the arena tightly and preventing anyone from approaching.

Inside the arena.

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe sat on the highest observation platform to watch the match.

Ning Rongrong sat a level below with a look of defiance on her face, while Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood behind them like a sharp, unsheathed blade.

In the spectator area surrounding the stage below, the three committee members and the teachers from Shrek Academy were all seated.

Flender pushed up his glasses and said, "Let the little monsters give Heaven Dou Royal Academy a bit of a shock."

Flender had not been a spectator during the previous battle between the Imperial Dou Team and Shrek, so he did not know how miserably his little monsters had lost last time.

Otherwise, he certainly would not have said those words.

Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched upon hearing this, as he did not hold much confidence in the Shrek Seven Devils.

He still remembered the scene when he returned to the inn: Ma Hongjun was passed out on the floor, and the other six were frozen solid in blocks of ice, unable to move a muscle.

It had taken him slapping Ma Hongjun awake so that the boy could use his Phoenix Evil Fire to melt the ice and rescue the others.

Yu Xiaogang stood up, walked to the railing, and glanced down at the two teams preparing for battle, saying indifferently:

"I have personally trained the little monsters for such a long time that the Imperial Dou Team will be no match for them. Furthermore, they are being arrogant by fighting while their team is incomplete; I truly don't know how their leader taught them."

Yu Xiaogang's words were undisguised, criticizing the Imperial Dou Team right in front of the three committee members.

"Uh..."

The three committee members, who had previously held some goodwill toward the Shrek group, immediately darkened their expressions upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's brazen remarks.

However, they were committee members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy and scholars at heart.

They would not stoop to bickering with a fake master like Yu Xiaogang, but they silently noted in their hearts:

The teaching staff and students of Shrek are indeed excellent, but their character is truly lacking. It's a good thing we didn't let them join Heaven Dou Royal Academy.