Shrek's Disappointment

"Yu Xiaogang!" Tuoba Xuan shouted, "Today, I will let you see exactly what kind of realm the 'trash' you spoke of has grown into."

"Come and fight!"

A formidable aura radiated from Tuoba Xuan's body.

Clearly, everyone knew that this battle would still center on Tuoba Xuan and Tang San.

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Level 33 Control-system Great Spirit Master."

Grandmaster's lips trembled. It was one thing to show off the theories he had stolen, but with those two fart-based spirit skills of his, he would be laughed to death if he ever faced real combat.

However, Grandmaster was now riding a tiger and could not get off; he was caught in a dilemma where neither attacking nor retreating was an option.

"What, can't you bring yourself to speak of your own strength?"

Tuoba Xuan gave a cold laugh.

"If that's the case, I'll say it for you: Grandmaster, Martial Soul Luo Sanpao, Level 29 Power-attack-system Great Spirit Master."

Immediately after, Tuoba Xuan announced his own strength.

"Tuoba Xuan, Martial Soul Mountain Dragon King, Level 40 Defense-control-system quasi-Spirit Ancestor."

"Level forty!"

These three words echoed in everyone's ears.

"How is that possible!" Yu Xiaogang shouted, his composure shattering. "It's only been so long, how could you possibly be level 40!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice grew faint, and his chest seemed to cave in slightly.

"Ah!"

Overcome by a surge of burning rage, Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood, his body instantly going limp.

He never imagined that the trash he had humiliated in public three years ago would reach such a level.

Possessing a terrifyingly oppressive super Martial Soul, combined with a full forty levels of spirit power.

In an instant, this made Yu Xiaogang look like a clown in front of everyone.

"Look, Grandmaster was so angry he spat blood."

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Teacher!" Tang San rushed to Yu Xiaogang's side, helping him smooth out his chaotic breathing.

"What, is this anger born of shame?"

"If you feel unwell, I can let you off today."

Tuoba Xuan curled his lip, waiting for Grandmaster's reply.

"I, we will fight..."

Grandmaster said wretchedly, his words coming out in broken fragments.

Tuoba Xuan saw it clearly: the burning rage was real, but Yu Xiaogang was also putting on an act; he was fishing for everyone's sympathy.

It had to be said, when it came to the thickness of one's skin, no one could compare to Grandmaster.

In this regard, he believed Grandmaster could become a Level 99 Limit Douluo in a single year.

"Young friend, Your Excellency, since Grandmaster is already in this state, why not postpone the match?"

Flender pushed at the right moment. As a friend of countless years, he had also seen through Grandmaster's intentions.

Stopping now and admitting defeat would bring endless ridicule and mockery, but it was better than being beaten into a pathetic mess later.

Tang San's body trembled, his chest heaving violently. Although he was unwilling, Grandmaster was clearly in no state to fight.

"No need. Tang San, since you are his disciple, then let us have a fight."

Tuoba Xuan said coldly, showing no intention of letting Grandmaster off the hook.

Tang San's expression was more miserable than if he had eaten bitter herbs.

He had been ready to concede this round and follow Yu Xiaogang's lead in admitting defeat.

Yet, Tuoba Xi gave him absolutely no face at all.

On one side was his beloved teacher, and on the other was Tuoba Xuan, who was riding roughshod over him.

Everyone's expressions turned playful, even Ma Hongjun and the others were the same.

They had just had an argument with Tang San and Grandmaster, and for a moment, they actually felt a sense of schadenfreude.

Tang San's gaze drifted uncertainly. If he refused, he and his teacher would be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

But if he agreed, not to mention whether he could beat Tuoba Xuan, just looking at Grandmaster's current state—

If Tuoba Xuan intentionally dragged the fight out, he might just drag it on until Grandmaster died of rage.

"Well? If you don't give me an answer within three seconds, don't blame me for being impolite."

Tuoba Xuan gave them no time to deliberate, spirit power already beginning to flow at his fingertips.

"We admit defeat!"

After saying these words, it was as if all the strength had been drained from Tang San's body.

He felt hatred; he hated Tuoba Xuan for being so aggressive, and he hated Yu Xiaogang for pulling such petty stunts and handing the opposition a handle to use against them.

Tang San believed that if he and his master had teamed up against one, they might have had a chance at victory, provided he used his hidden weapons while Tuoba Xi was off guard.

He wouldn't go so far as to say he could kill Tuoba Xi outright, but crippling his soul power was certainly possible.

But now, with Yu Xiaogang messing everything up, Tang San was instantly dumbfounded, his eyes filled with immense resentment as he looked at Tuoba Xi and Yu Xiaogang.

A seed named hatred had already been quietly planted.

"Good!" Tuoba Xuan laughed heartily. This situation before him was exactly what he wanted to see; Yu Xiaogang considered himself a master of martial soul theory.

If he were to simply beat him up, while it might be satisfying, it wouldn't truly damage Yu Xiaogang's reputation.

After all, for a scholar, reputation was everything.

There was plenty of time; Tuoba Xuan would have plenty of opportunities in the future to expose Yu Xiaogang's true face in front of everyone.

"Since that's the case, you will each slap yourselves twenty times and shout 'trash, get out of here' as you leave."

Seeing that the fun was over, Dugu Bo dealt another blow.

At this, it wasn't just Tang San and his master whose faces turned ugly; the rest of Shrek was equally stunned.

Forcing them to do such a thing was worse than killing them!

However, Dugu Bo merely displayed a fraction of his strength as a Title Douluo, and the Shrek group obediently complied.

Of course, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong were not subjected to such humiliation.

After all, the three of them had special statuses; only the Master and Tang San were miserable.

The two of them were the ones among the Shrek group who valued their faces the most.

Yet, after being beaten down by Tuoba Xuan, both of them became as docile as rats in a gutter.

The sound of their slaps rang out clearly as they muttered to themselves, slinking away from Heaven Dou Royal Academy in disgrace.

Shrek Academy had come at the invitation of Meng Shenji and his two companions, only to leave in such a sorry state now.

The expressions of the three men were incredibly unsightly, and with Qin Ming's departure, they were already on the verge of an outburst.

"You three old fossils, if you don't want to die, don't be impulsive."

Dugu Bo said faintly, a thick, poisonous mist once again vaguely radiating from him.

"This is!" Now facing Dugu Bo's pressure directly, Meng Shenji and his two companions were instantly terrified.

Dugu Bo's strength was countless times greater than when he had last made a move.

"Your Excellency, you've broken through!"

Meng Shenji exclaimed. With the current situation being so tense, as the only Title Douluo on the side of the Heaven Dou Empire, he naturally hoped for Dugu Bo's strength to increase.

Dugu Bo smiled with satisfaction and withdrew the pressure of his poisonous mist. "Indeed, just a stroke of luck."

Having sufficiently shown off in front of the crowd, Dugu Bo felt instantly refreshed.

"Alright, since the matter is resolved, this old man won't stay any longer."

Dugu Bo flicked his sleeve, took a step, and strode away.

Tuoba Xuan shook his head with a smile. "That old poison-master is truly a tsundere."

Tuoba Xuan and Dugu Yan followed Dugu Bo as he left.

Only Meng Shenji, Xue Xing, and the others remained, standing there in a daze.

Meng Shenji's throat bobbed. "Your Highness, do you know the background of that young friend Tuoba?"

Xue Xing wore an expression that said, 'How would I know?' Of course, he knew that what Meng Shenji was asking wasn't about Tuoba Xuan's origins, but why his strength was so formidable.