Ma Hongjun stepped forward with a confident look, planting both hands arrogantly on his hips.
"Phoenix Martial Soul?"
"Today I'll show you what a real phoenix looks like. I'll teach you a thing or two, brat!"
Before he could finish speaking, purple-red flames suddenly surged up around Ma Hongjun.
His Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul possessed him in an instant, turning him into a fat man engulfed in flames.
He had thought his flames could easily melt the frost around them.
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze filled with undisguised disdain.
An Evil Fire Phoenix, tainted with impurities because its mutation had failed, dared to run its mouth in front of him?
And it thought it could be compared to his Ice Phoenix?
"A scrawny wild chicken like you dares call yourself a phoenix?"
Qin Feng's thoughts stirred.
The phantom Ice Phoenix behind him suddenly beat its wings.
An absolute bloodline suppression, originating from the Martial Soul Origin, crashed down on Ma Hongjun like Mount Tai bearing down on him.
There was no suspense.
The smug smile on Ma Hongjun's face froze in place.
The purple-red Evil Fire couldn't even hold out for a second before the extreme cold snuffed it out on the spot, forcing every last flame back inside him.
Then a crushing sense of oppression swept over him, making even his soul tremble.
His Martial Soul seemed to have encountered its born ruler. It quaked inside him in terror, completely beyond his control.
His legs went weak at once, and Ma Hongjun began to shake violently against his will.
He stood rooted to the spot, dumbstruck and too afraid to move.
He was stunned.
"Th-this... how is this possible?!"
Ma Hongjun's teeth chattered uncontrollably. He couldn't even manage a complete sentence.
His proud, top-tier mutated Beast Martial Soul couldn't even withstand the other man's aura!
Seeing Ma Hongjun suddenly turn into a coward with weak knees, Dai Mubai was horrified.
But he was already committed. If he backed down now, he'd lose face completely.
"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"
Dai Mubai roared and immediately activated his White Tiger Martial Soul.
A ball of frenzied, milky-white light quickly gathered in his mouth. It surged with powerful energy as it shot straight toward Qin Feng's face.
Facing the incoming attack, Qin Feng couldn't even be bothered to use a Soul Skill.
He shifted his foot slightly, and his whole body instantly became a blur.
The White Tiger Intense Light Wave, which had come roaring toward him, didn't even graze his clothes. It slammed into an open patch of ground nearby, blasting out a small crater.
Before Dai Mubai could react, Qin Feng was already standing right in front of him.
He raised a hand.
One strike from each side.
"Smack! Smack!"
Two sharp, resounding slaps rang out across the path.
Qin Feng's movements looked effortless, but they carried terrifying force.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun didn't even have time to scream before they were sent flying like kites with their strings cut.
They spun through the air several times before crashing hard into the flower bed by the roadside.
Soil and weeds covered them, leaving them in a thoroughly wretched state. They were struck dizzy and disoriented.
Qin Feng flicked his wrist in distaste.
He'd held back as hard as he could with that last blow.
The reason he hadn't used a Soul Skill was simple.
If he unleashed his fourth Soul Skill, Thousand-Jin Dragon Fist, the power would be far too great.
One slap could turn these two pieces of trash into a pair of meat puddles.
They'd be impossible to scrape up, and would dirty the academy's floors, giving him unnecessary trouble.
Oscar, standing behind them, watched helplessly as his two strongest brothers failed to withstand even one move from Qin Feng.
Two slaps had sent them flying.
He was scared out of his wits, his face deathly pale.
But he was a member of Shrek, after all. He couldn't just stand by and watch his brothers get beaten without doing anything.
Oscar hurriedly clasped his hands together and, bracing himself, loudly recited his Soul Skill incantation.
"Daddy Has a Big Sausage!"
A flash of light, and two thick Recovery Sausages appeared in his hands.
Oscar scrambled over to the flower bed and stuffed the sausages into Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's hands.
"Boss Dai, Fatty, eat these and recover!"
Hu Liena and Dugu Yan, standing some distance away, had been marveling at Qin Feng's unfathomably powerful strength.
But when they heard Oscar's utterly vulgar Soul Skill incantation and saw the two oddly shaped sausages he'd conjured in his hands,
the girls were instantly dumbfounded.
Their cheeks burned.
Hu Liena edged behind Qin Feng in disgust, covering her nose and mouth tightly with one hand.
"That Martial Soul is revolting."
Dugu Yan even gagged, nearly throwing up.
How could there be such a disgusting, lecherous Soul Skill in the world?
These people who called themselves Shrek really were nothing but a bunch of indecent perverts from start to finish!
In the flower bed,
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had stars dancing before their eyes, and half their faces were swollen purple-red like pig heads.
They took Oscar's sausages and gulped them down without hesitation.
The support from a food-type Soul Master certainly worked.
As soon as the sausages went down, warmth coursed through their bodies.
The swelling on their faces went down a little, and their depleted strength was greatly replenished.
Dai Mubai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth as he climbed out of the flower bed.
Ma Hongjun also brushed the dirt off himself and straightened up again.
Feeling their strength return, the two exchanged a glance.
For no reason at all, their confidence surged once more.
Dai Mubai strode forward, pointed a finger at Qin Feng's nose, and shouted,
"We were just going easy on you before. We weren't even using our full strength."
"Today we'll show you what a true genius is—and what a monster from Shrek looks like!"
Ma Hongjun shouted along from the side, his beady eyes wide and his temper flaring.
"Boss Dai, why waste your breath? Let's take him together and break his legs!"
Qin Feng stood perfectly still, looking at the two reckless fools before him with utter contempt.
Hu Liena stood to one side and couldn't help laughing out loud.
These two were calling themselves monsters among geniuses? They really had no idea how high the sky was.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance, then simultaneously urged the Soul Power they had just recovered into motion.
They charged Qin Feng from either side like two mad beasts.
Their fists cut through the air with fierce force, as though they meant to tear him apart on the spot.
Facing their menacing attack, Qin Feng couldn't even be bothered to release his Martial Soul.
He raised both hands, gauged the paths of their charges, and struck from both sides.
"Smack! Smack!"
Two slaps, even sharper and louder than before, rang out across the tree-lined path.
This time, Qin Feng deliberately changed his angle, controlling the force of his strikes with perfect precision.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had only made it halfway through their charge before they were sent flying once more, even faster than they'd come.