Changes at Shrek Academy

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had both said that, so Xiao Wu ultimately chose to suppress her urge to fight.

The students from Canghui Academy really were weak. They were quickly defeated by Dai Mubai, Tang San, and the others.

The group lay sprawled on the ground, groaning.

The teacher from Canghui Academy demanded, "I'm Ye Zhiqiu, a director at Canghui Academy. What sect are you from?"

"A sect? We're from Shrek Academy," Dai Mubai said proudly.

"Shrek Academy? Never heard of it," Ye Zhiqiu said.

"That just shows how ignorant you are," the Fatty said disdainfully.

"You're asking for death." Ye Zhiqiu had already been furious at seeing his students beaten like this.

Now that he knew these people weren't from any major sect, and they were still humiliating him, how could he possibly put up with it?

"Black Tortoise Possession!"

Ye Zhiqiu bellowed. His Martial Soul possessed him, and the pressure of a Soul King burst forth.

It was just that his one white, two yellow, and two purple Soul Rings looked rather laughable.

Even so, he was still a serious threat to Dai Mubai and the others as they were now.

"The old tortoise is angry. Be careful," Dai Mubai said.

"Don't panic. If we work together, we might still be able to hold him off," Tang San told Dai Mubai and the others.

"Call your teacher out!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted angrily.

"You're not worthy of making our teacher come out," Ma Hongjun taunted.

"Arrogant!"

Ye Zhiqiu flew into a rage and attacked at once.

The restaurant owner wanted to step in and break up the fight, but after seeing the situation, he gave up.

These were all big shots he couldn't afford to offend.

They were still worked up, and if he tried to stop them, he might be the first one to suffer.

Meanwhile, Tang San quickly began directing the others.

Unfortunately, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong weren't participating this time.

Even with Tang San doing his best to direct them, they still couldn't defeat Ye Zhiqiu.

Before long, they were sent flying in every direction.

"You brats refused to bring out your teacher. So now I'll treat you the way you treated my students." As Ye Zhiqiu spoke, he started toward Tang San and the others.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu hurriedly pleaded with Ye Xuan, "Brother Ye, please save Third Brother and the others."

Seeing how anxious she was, Ye Xuan sighed. "All right."

Ye Xuan sensed his surroundings and discovered that Zhao Wuji was watching from his room.

It looked like he had planned to wait until the critical moment before stepping in.

But Xiao Wu had asked him for help, so Ye Xuan didn't need to wait for Zhao Wuji.

Ye Xuan casually picked up a chopstick and flicked it with a burst of force. It shot toward Ye Zhiqiu with a whoosh.

Ye Zhiqiu still had the Black Tortoise's defenses around him, but against Ye Xuan, they were no better than a sheet of paper.

By the time Ye Zhiqiu sensed the danger, it was too late.

The chopstick pierced straight through his shoulder.

His Martial Soul instantly dissipated from the severe injury.

He endured the pain without crying out.

With difficulty, he turned around and looked toward Ye Xuan.

Seeing Ye Xuan watching him with an amused expression, he gritted his teeth. "It was you?"

"Leave!"

Ye Xuan said nothing more.

"Thank you for sparing me, senior."

No matter how much Ye Zhiqiu hated him, he had to make a proper retreat now.

After all, Ye Xuan had pierced through his defenses with a single strike—and he'd done it with a chopstick.

Ye Zhiqiu hadn't even seen his Martial Soul. A man like that was beyond his reach, let alone the headmaster of his academy.

Ye Zhiqiu and the Canghui Academy students helped one another away in a sorry state.

After they left, Tang San came over and clasped his hands toward Ye Xuan. "Thank you, Young Master Ye."

Ye Xuan nodded.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others also came over to thank him.

Last came Dai Mubai, the one who was most reluctant.

But however unwilling he was, he still came.

Once they had finished thanking him, they all returned to their rooms.

After they left, Zhu Zhuqing said, "That was so humiliating."

Ye Xuan said calmly, "Even if I hadn't stepped in, Zhao Wuji would have dealt with the people they provoked. This time, it could be resolved. But what if they ran into someone stronger? What if they provoked someone stronger than Zhao Wuji—or stronger than me? What would happen then?"

Ning Rongrong and the others were all taken aback.

That was true!

What if they provoked someone powerful, someone even Ye Xuan couldn't handle?

If that person taught Tang San and the others a lesson, might they take their anger out on the rest of them too?

After a moment, Xiao Wu asked tentatively, "Brother Ye, are there really people stronger than you?"

"Of course," Ye Xuan said.

He still couldn't break free of this world's shackles. He couldn't be considered truly invincible.

"A Titled Douluo? Speaking of which, Brother Ye, you're also skilled with a sword. I wonder how you compare to Grandpa Sword," Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

Ye Xuan shook his head. "Titled Douluos are nothing to worry about."

"Bragging!" Ning Rongrong naturally didn't believe him. She then said, "When I get the chance, I'll bring Grandpa Sword over to meet you."

Ning Rongrong and the others had only seen Ye Xuan defeat Zhao Wuji.

But Zhao Wuji was only a Soul Saint, after all.

The gap between a Soul Saint and a Titled Douluo was like a moat.

"Sword Douluo? That would be fine. I'd like to see how his swordsmanship measures up," Ye Xuan said.

After a while, Ning Rongrong and the others returned to their rooms as well.

Only after they had left did Zhao Wuji come out of his room.

He sat down across from Ye Xuan and said, "Young Master Ye, thank you for stepping in just now."

"If I hadn't, you would have. Why thank me?" Ye Xuan said.

"But you still stepped in, Young Master Ye," Zhao Wuji replied.

"Why didn't you step in sooner?" Ye Xuan asked.

He remembered that in the original story, Zhao Wuji had appeared when Tang San and the others were about to get beaten.

But today, even after Tang San and the others had been sent flying, Zhao Wuji still hadn't stepped in.

"In the past, we really did want our students to be more arrogant. But after meeting you, Young Master Ye, the headmaster said we needed to make some changes. We used to look down on everyone. But what came of it? I stood up for Mubai and got taught a lesson by you, and the headmaster wasn't your match either."

Zhao Wuji wore a bitter smile. Back when he roamed Douluo Continent, he'd been a little tyrant himself.

He hadn't expected his outlook to change because of Ye Xuan, a young man.

"That's a sensible choice. I just don't know whether they'll understand," Ye Xuan said.

"They're smart kids. They'll understand. Still, let me give you a friendly warning, Young Master Ye: don't make things difficult for Tang San," Zhao Wuji said.

"Because of Clear Sky Douluo?" Ye Xuan said with a laugh.

He hadn't expected Zhao Wuji to warn him like that.

"Young Master Ye knows his identity?" Zhao Wuji exclaimed in shock.

"After I fought you that day, Tang Hao came to fight me," Ye Xuan said.

"You fought? What was the result?"

"Call it a draw."