Changes at Shrek Academy

With Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing having spoken, Xiao Wu ultimately chose to suppress her urge to fight.

The students from Canghui Academy were truly pathetic, and they were quickly defeated by Dai Mubai, Tang San, and the others.

The group lay on the ground, wailing in pain.

The teacher from Canghui Academy demanded, "I am Ye Zhiqiu, the director of Canghui Academy. Which sect do you belong to?"

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

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

"That just shows your own ignorance," the fatty said dismissively.

"You're courting death." Ye Zhiqiu had already been furious watching his students get beaten like this.

Now that he confirmed these people weren't from any major sect and were still insulting him, how could he possibly endure it?

"Black Tortoise, possess!"

Ye Zhiqiu let out a loud shout, his martial soul manifesting as he released the pressure of a Spirit King.

However, his spirit ring configuration of one white, two yellow, and two purple rings was somewhat laughable.

Even so, for Dai Mubai and the others at their current level, he was still extremely dangerous.

"The old turtle is getting anxious, be careful," Dai Mubai warned.

"Don't panic. If we coordinate well, we might just be able to hold our own against him," Tang San told Dai Mubai and the others.

"Call your teacher out," Ye Zhiqiu roared.

"You aren't worthy of having our teacher come out," Ma Hongjun mocked.

"Arrogant!"

Ye Zhiqiu was incensed and attacked directly.

The restaurant owner wanted to intervene, but seeing the scale of the confrontation, he gave up.

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

They were currently in a rage; if he went up to mediate, he would likely be the first one to suffer.

At this moment, Tang San quickly began to coordinate their efforts.

Unfortunately, because Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were not participating in this fight, even with Tang San's best efforts at command, they were ultimately no match for Ye Zhiqiu.

In just a moment, they were all sent flying in different directions.

"You juniors, since you refuse to let your teacher come out, I will treat you exactly how you treated my students," Ye Zhiqiu said, beginning to walk toward Tang San and the others.

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

Seeing her anxious expression, Ye Xuan sighed, "Fine!"

Ye Xuan sensed the surroundings and discovered that Zhao Wuji was in his own room, observing the scene outside.

It seemed he intended to wait until the critical moment to intervene.

But since Xiao Wu had asked him, Ye Xuan didn't need to wait for him to act.

Ye Xuan casually picked up a chopstick and exerted force; the chopstick whistled through the air toward Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Zhiqiu still had his Black Tortoise defense active, but in front of Ye Xuan, his defense was no different from a piece of cardboard.

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

The chopstick pierced directly through his shoulder.

His martial soul dissipated instantly due to his severe injury.

He endured the agony, refusing to scream out loud.

He turned his head with great difficulty and looked toward Ye Xuan.

Seeing Ye Xuan looking at him with an amused expression, he gritted his teeth and said, "It was you?"

"Get lost!"

Ye Xuan didn't say anything else to him.

"Many thanks, Senior."

No matter how much hatred Ye Zhiqiu felt inside, he had to take his leave respectfully.

After all, Ye Xuan had pierced through his defense in a single move using nothing but a chopstick.

He hadn't even seen a martial soul; someone like this was not someone he, or even his academy's dean, could afford to provoke.

Ye Zhiqiu and the Canghui Academy disciples helped each other away in a sorry state.

After they left, Tang San walked over and cupped his hands in gratitude to Ye Xuan, "Many thanks, Young Master Ye."

"Mm," Ye Xuan nodded.

Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others also walked over to thank Ye Xuan.

Finally, there was the most reluctant one, Dai Mubai.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he still came.

Once the apologies were finished, they each returned to their rooms.

After they left, Zhu Zhuqing remarked, "How truly embarrassing!"

Ye Xuan said indifferently, "Even if I hadn't stepped in, Zhao Wuji would have handled the people they provoked. But what if they encountered someone even stronger? What if they provoked someone stronger than Zhao Wuji, or even stronger than me? What would the outcome be then?"

Ning Rongrong and the others were stunned.

That was true!

If they provoked someone very powerful, someone even Ye Xuan couldn't handle.

If that person taught Tang San and the others a lesson, would they vent their anger on the rest of them as well?

However, Xiao Wu then tentatively asked, "Brother Ye, is there really anyone stronger than you?"

"Naturally, there is," Ye Xuan replied.

He had yet to break the shackles this world had placed upon him; he could not yet be considered truly invincible.

"Is it a Title Douluo? Come to think of it, Brother Ye, you are also skilled with a sword. I wonder who is stronger between you and Grandpa Sword?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

Ye Xuan shook his head and said, "Title Douluos are nothing to worry about."

"Braggart!" Ning Rongrong naturally didn't believe him, and she added, "When there's an opportunity, I'll bring Grandpa Sword to meet you."

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

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

The gap between a Soul Saint and a Title Douluo was a chasm.

"Sword Douluo? That would be fine; I would also like to see how his swordsmanship is," Ye Xuan said.

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

Once they had left, Zhao Wuji finally stepped out of his room.

He came over and sat opposite Ye Xuan, saying, "Young Master Ye, thank you for your intervention earlier."

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

"But Young Master Ye, you stepped in nonetheless," Zhao Wuji said.

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

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

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

"In the past, we did hope for our disciples to be a bit arrogant. But after meeting you, Young Master Ye, the Headmaster also said that it was time to make some changes. We used to look down on everyone, but what was the result? I stood up for Mubai and was taught a lesson by you, and even the Headmaster is no match for you."

Zhao Wuji wore a bitter smile; back when he roamed the Douluo Continent, he had been a terror in his own right.

He never expected that his change in mindset would be triggered by a young man like Ye Xuan.

"That is a rather clever approach, though I wonder if they will be able to grasp it," Ye Xuan said.

"They are all clever children; they will understand. However, I must offer a word of caution, Young Master Ye: please do not make things difficult for that child, Tang San." Zhao Wuji reminded him kindly.

"Because of Haotian Douluo?" Ye Xuan asked with a chuckle.

He hadn't expected Zhao Wuji to warn him about this.

"Young Master Ye knows his identity?" Zhao Wuji was greatly shocked.

"After I fought you that day, Tang Hao came to have a bout with me," Ye Xuan said.

"A bout? And the result?"

"A draw, I suppose!"