Backup Hidden Energy Source Activated, Zhao Wuji Severely Injured

The Live Broadcast Room exposed his secrets without the slightest bit of courtesy.

Zhao Wuji's face turned deathly pale. It was true; he hadn't cared at the time. After all, they were his own students, and he couldn't bring himself to be overly harsh.

Who could have imagined that today, the Live Broadcast Room would subject him to a public execution in front of the entire world? It was effectively a slap to his face.

He could already imagine his image in the hearts of everyone across the Douluo Continent crumbling completely from this moment on.

Two words would be branded deeply onto his forehead.

Trash.

Sure enough, there were already many people around him, especially the female soul masters, who were all furious.

"This Zhao Wuji really is trash. No wonder the Live Broadcast Room called him that."

"Indeed. When his own students acted like hooligans, not only did he not stop them, he even thought it was only natural."

The members of Skywater Academy were the most incensed.

From the teachers to the students, they all glared at Zhao Wuji with intense malice, wishing they could skin him alive.

[In Zhao Wuji's view, it was all the girl's fault. If she had dressed more modestly, she wouldn't have been targeted by the boys.]

???

Even Ye Tianyun was shocked by this statement.

Had Zhao Wuji studied abroad in some Western country, or how else could he have uttered such a shrimp-headed remark?

This was truly the definition of a bottom-tier man.

Shui Bing'er looked down at her own miniskirt, then back at Zhao Wuji, her eyes filled with disgust.

"I never imagined there could be such a disgusting man in this world."

"Exactly, it's too much. How could he say something like that? We girls have the freedom to dress how we please."

Zhao Wuji panicked even more. How did this Live Broadcast Room know everything? He didn't have a single secret left.

The critical issue was that with so many people eyeing him like predators, he was terrified.

Flender subconsciously took a step to the side. He was pure and untainted; the rules he set were only meant to ensure his students weren't afraid of trouble.

As for this business of harassing girls, he made it clear that it was all Zhao Wuji's doing.

Zhao Wuji: "..."

Fine, fine, fine. Was he really cutting ties that quickly?

What about their brotherhood?

Liu Erlong was even more explosive, pointing a finger at Zhao Wuji and berating him:

"Is that really what you think?"

She and Zhao Wuji were not siblings, and their relationship wasn't close, so she certainly wouldn't indulge a criminal.

"I..."

Zhao Wuji opened his mouth to speak but didn't know what to say. His reputation had truly collapsed this time; it was a pity he hadn't bought "reputation collapse insurance."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing covered their faces. They hadn't done anything, but since they had appeared in the Live Broadcast Room, they figured they would be subjected to public scorn as well.

Zhu Zhuqing even had thoughts of dropping out.

A hooligan school like Shrek Academy was not worth staying in.

The Live Broadcast Room continued.

[However, this time, Zhao Wuji is going to miscalculate. In the Main Timeline, he indulged his students in harassment and forced Ye Zhiqiu to apologize.]

[But in the Parallel Timeline, facing a peerless monster like Ye Tianyun, he will only end up injured and lose all his face.]

In the footage.

In the Main Timeline, Canghui Academy had already retreated in defeat.

In the Parallel Timeline, Ye Tianyun stood in a standoff against Zhao Wuji.

"Teacher Ye, take these students and retreat. I'm about to go all out."

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Ye Zhiqiu was clearly stunned after hearing this.

Kid, what level do you think you're at? You're just a tiny Soul Grand Master, and you want to fight a Soul Saint?

I, a Soul King, am already preparing to kneel.

Zhao Wuji was clearly very confident, throwing out a wild boast:

"Kid, don't say I'm bullying you. As long as you can hold out against me for a quarter of an hour, I'll let the previous matter slide."

[This is Zhao Wuji, utterly shameless. Demanding a Soul Grand Master fight a Soul Saint—he just wants to beat someone up, but he still wants to maintain a shred of dignity. He's like a pimp trying to build a memorial arch for chastity.]

Slap, slap, slap...

The Live Broadcast Room slapped his face repeatedly, one blow after another, leaving Zhao Wuji red-faced and burning with shame.

Zhao Wuji wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

How embarrassing.

The crowd looked at Zhao Wuji without saying a word, but their eyes conveyed two words.

Trash.

In the screen.

Ye Zhiqiu quickly made a decision and led his students away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to whisper a piece of advice:

"If you can't win, just admit defeat. You're still young and have a brighter future ahead."

Ye Tianyun, however, never took it to heart, for he also had a trump card.

Next, he would let Zhao Wuji witness what a pay-to-win warrior was and what it meant to be crushed by technology.

Zhao Wuji, still unaware, confidently applied pressure:

"As long as you surrender and join our Shrek Academy, I might consider sparing you."

[When Zhao Wuji said this, he didn't notice the changes in Tang San behind him; his face was as fickle as a dog's, changing constantly.]

Tang San: "..."

He was now even more certain that the Live Broadcast Room had a grudge against him. Otherwise, shouldn't it be criticizing Zhao Wuji? Why was it criticizing him again?

Ye Tianyun faced Zhao Wuji indifferently and took out a token inscribed with the character "Beast" from his storage Soul Tool.

Then, he decisively activated the Backup Hidden Energy Source.

"Backup Hidden Energy Source, activate."

If he wasn't decisive, there would be no sense of immersion.

Five Backup Hidden Energy Sources were activated simultaneously and then thrown out with force.

Following that, Ye Tianyun turned and left, activated his Battle Armor, accelerated violently, and rushed out of the restaurant.

"Not good, everyone run!"

Zhao Wuji sensed the danger and quickly ordered the Shrek Seven Devils to retreat.

He stepped forward personally to block in front of the group and released his Martial Soul Avatar, transforming into a Vajra Bear.

Tang San used his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, wishing he could grow two more legs, terrified of being too slow.

The five Backup Hidden Energy Sources exploded simultaneously, engulfing Zhao Wuji in a sea of fire.

Zhao Wuji was blown over directly and rolled twice on the ground, a testament to the terror of the Backup Hidden Energy Source.

The Live Broadcast Room thoughtfully provided an explanation.

[This is the Backup Hidden Energy Source. Besides providing Soul Power to the Battle Armor, it can also self-destruct at critical moments. The power of a single explosion is equivalent to that of a Soul Ancestor.]

[Five exploding together is equivalent to the full-force strike of a Soul Saint. As for more than that, it becomes dangerous—it's a tactic of mutual destruction.]

[However, this kind of Backup Hidden Energy Source consumes a lot of resources. Without sufficient money, one simply cannot afford to use it. It is equivalent to a pay-to-win playstyle.]

Ning Rongrong watched with envy.

"If only our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had the production method."

A pay-to-win playstyle—wasn't that tailor-made for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

She loved crushing opponents with money.

In the spectator stands.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were glowing, as the money-based playstyle was truly suitable for them.

"Pass down the order: we need to research this Backup Hidden Energy Source, and we should spend a large sum of money to do so."

Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not short on money.

Tang San was equally envious. The Backup Hidden Energy Source was truly excellent, and he really needed it.

Although it couldn't compare to the Bodhisattva Tear or the Buddha Wrath Tang Lotus, one could never have too many good things, and the production seemed simple enough.

In the screen.

After the explosion faded, Zhao Wuji lay on the ground. His clothes were completely burned away, his hair was scorched, and his entire body emitted a burnt smell.

A large crater had appeared on the ground.

[Zhao Wuji was stunned by the blast. This was the first time he had suffered such a loss; even Martial Soul Hall hadn't caused him such heavy injuries back then.]