The End of Shrek, Tang San's Collapse

Dugu Bo was still too soft-hearted.

But that was just as well.

These pieces of human trash could not be allowed to die so easily. The protagonist group had to be kept intact; every one of them would have their martial souls crippled and be packed off to be imprisoned in Slaughter City.

"If you don't come out now, are you planning to just watch him die?"

As soon as Dugu Bo's words fell, a golden owl phantom streaked rapidly across the horizon.

The newcomer's speed was immense, yet compared to Dugu Bo, there was still a significant gap.

The seven soul rings beneath him revealed his identity as a Soul Saint. For a Soul Saint to possess speed comparable to a Title Douluo was enough to shock anyone.

The person who had arrived was none other than the academy dean, the Four-Eyed Owl, Flender.

"I beg Your Excellency Poison Douluo to show mercy!"

"To think that a shrinking turtle like you would actually recognize this old man."

Dugu Bo retracted his aura and let out a cold snort.

"As one of the former Golden Iron Triangle, the Flying Horn Flender, you actually hide away in the countryside, making a living by swindling registration fees from commoner soul masters. Does a person like you even deserve to be called a soul master?"

"The senior's reprimand is justified."

Flender's heart hammered against his ribs under the immense pressure; within seconds, cold sweat had already soaked his back.

He dared not speak recklessly, so he could only offer a strained smile and respond with humility.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

You, Dugu Bo, are known for your reclusive and eccentric nature—why are you meddling in such trivial matters now?

Or could it be that someone in his Shrek Academy has offended Dugu Bo?

What rotten luck.

"Since you know you are wrong, this old man will not make things difficult for you."

Dugu Bo raised a finger and pointed at the Shrek Academy sign.

"Smash your Shrek Academy sign to pieces. From this day forward, Shrek Academy shall be renamed Swindler Academy."

"What..."

Flender's pupils trembled uncontrollably.

Shrek Academy was his life's work. To force him to smash his own signboard—this was... it was like killing his own child.

"What, you are unwilling? That is easily solved. You take three moves from me. If you are still standing after three moves, this old man will leave immediately. If you cannot, or if you die... choose for yourself."

"This..." Flender's lips trembled; this was truly asking too much of him.

He was merely a lowly Soul Saint. Taking three moves from a Title Douluo was completely impossible. Even if he were lucky enough not to die, he would be nothing more than a cripple from then on, and that would be a fate worse than death.

He was a smart man; he would never gamble with his own life for the sake of so-called dignity or face.

Dugu Bo could not watch him forever. As long as he could fool Dugu Bo into leaving, everything else could be managed.

"Oscar, take down the sign and smash it."

Having thought it through, Flender said this with a face full of conflict and immense heartache.

"Oscar, smash the sign."

"But... Dean."

"Do as I say."

Flender roared the command.

"Hehehe... Flender, this old man thought you were a smart man who understood the gap between a Soul Saint and a Title Douluo."

Sneering as he looked at Flender, Dugu Bo swung his hand without hesitation.

"Smack!" A crisp sound of a slap echoed through the air.

Relying on the physical strength of a Title Douluo, Flender was slapped to the ground without any resistance. Blood gushed from his mouth, his right cheek swelled up, and several teeth shot out like bullets, piercing through several large trees.

"Dean!"

Oscar let out a cry of grief, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpricks.

Dugu Bo merely cast a glance at him, and the cold, sinister aura of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor completely engulfed him.

An bone-chilling cold washed over him. Oscar felt as if he had lost control of his body; with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, retching in terror.

"I told you, go smash it yourself."

"Fo, four."

Flender's speech was already slurred. He endured the excruciating pain and struggled to climb up from the ground, but a wave of dizziness hit him, and he fell back down uncontrollably.

Soon, he found the reason.

His glasses had been knocked away. Like a blind man, he fumbled on the ground for a long while before he managed to put back on the remaining, completely shattered lens of his spectacles.

"Senior, I have found my glasses. I am going now, I am going right now."

Flender took down the sign he had crafted himself and, under the coercion of Dugu Bo, smashed it to pieces with a smile.

Immediately afterward, he replaced it with a brand-new sign, upon which the four characters "Swindler Academy" were carved.

"This... could this be a legendary Title Douluo?"

Tang San's mind was shaken to its core.

He had only cast a fleeting glance at Dugu Bo, yet that cold, sinister aura had already coiled around him, sending an uncontrollable chill down his spine.

"I never imagined that the academy recommended by Master Yu Xiaogang would actually be a Swindler Academy..."

Wang Dong'er looked at Xiao Wu, whose face and lips had turned pale, and sighed helplessly in her heart. She leaned in and whispered into her ear.

"Sister Xiao Wu, you don't look so well. Are you truly worried that Poison Douluo will harm us?"

"You can rest easy on that front; he and I are old acquaintances, so there is no need to worry."

Xiao Wu stared at Wang Dong'er in disbelief, her complexion turning even paler.

Wang Dong'er was familiar with this Poison Douluo... If her own identity were accidentally exposed, she would at most be captured, but if Dugu Bo were to reveal her true identity to Wang Dong'er... for her, that would be suffocating, far worse than losing her life.

"R-really?"

Xiao Wu tried to ask, wondering if Wang Dong'er was bold enough to try and strike up a relationship with a Title Douluo.

Sigh.

She lamented in her heart, feeling completely hopeless.

Wang Dong'er was no fool.

"Of course." Wang Dong'er nodded. "Senior Poison Douluo is also the grandfather of Senior Dugu Yan."

It's over, it's completely over now.

Will Dugu Yan report me, her romantic rival, to Dugu Bo...

Xiao Wu felt even more desperate. Beads of sweat the size of beans broke out on her forehead, and the white garment she wore was soaked nearly transparent by the perspiration; her shoes were like containers, filled to the brim with... well, sweat.

Looking at Wang Dong'er's bright, sunny smile, Xiao Wu couldn't shake the illusion that Wang Dong'er knew about her identity as a soul beast and had been using the Title Douluo to intimidate her all along.

Wang Dong'er was also sighing inwardly.

When would Xiao Wu finally be able to set her heart at ease?

The Lovesick Heartbreak Red had been perfectly fused; there was no need to worry about the issue of her identity being exposed at all.

When would the other party finally be honest with her?

"Shrek is a Swindler Academy. Sister Xiao Wu, come back to Heaven Dou City with me."

Wang Dong'er said with a serious expression.

"I can't rest easy with you here. Come back to Heaven Dou City with me."

Tang San pricked up his ears and listened silently.

"This... this."

Xiao Wu fell into an internal struggle.

She looked conflictedly into Wang Dong'er's eyes, which were brimming with genuine emotion, and finally made up her mind.

"Alright..."

"Since you want me to be with you, then I will go with you."

"What about me?" Tang San couldn't hold back, stepping in front of the two to ask. "Xiao Wu, didn't we agree that we would study at Shrek Academy? How... how can you suddenly change your mind?"

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