Zhao Wuji walked down the stairs with a bored look on his face. Not long after he lay down on the second floor, he heard a ping-pong-pong sound coming from downstairs. The noise was as loud as a house being demolished.
"What are you doing down there? How did you make such a big noise?"
Zhao Wuji's voice was loud and a bit impatient.
He walked down the stairs and glanced across the lobby, just in time to see two people, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, crawling in from the door. They were covered in dirt, their faces were bruised and bruised, and they were in an extremely embarrassed state.
Tang San and Xiao Wu stood aside, while Oscar huddled against the wall.
Zhao Wuji frowned, and just as he was about to ask what was going on, the hotel door was pushed open again.
A girl walked in from outside the door.
She has a slender figure and a pair of particularly eye-catching long legs. Her steps are unhurried and unhurried, with a calm rhythm.
She had an extremely beautiful appearance, and her facial features were as delicate as if they were carved out of sculptures, but there was no expression on her face, and her eyes were very cold, conveying a sense of alienation that alienated people from thousands of miles away.
She was wearing a simple outfit, white fabric, tailored to fit her body. She was Ye Xinglan.
Ye Xinglan walked into the lobby, glanced around, then walked straight to Yuanen Yehui's table and sat down opposite her.
Yuanen Yehui raised his head and glanced at her.
"Coming?"
Ye Xinglan nodded.
"What happened?"
Yuanen Yehui picked up the teacup, took a sip, and spoke calmly.
"A few flies have been driven out."
Ye Xinglan's eyes moved to the door, looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, then looked back without asking any more questions.
Zhao Wuji At this time, he roughly figured out the whole story. Good guy, it turned out that his student failed to find trouble and was beaten instead.
His face looked a little ugly, but it was not easy to get angry. After all, he made sense first.
Zhao Wuji turned his head and looked at Oscar who was huddled against the wall.
"Oscar, go and restore them both."
Oscar nodded quickly, took out two sausages from Soul Tool, and trotted out the door.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun each took one and stuffed it into their mouths. The injuries on their faces recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but their faces were still ugly. It looked like the injuries on their bodies would take some time to recover.
Zhao Wuji was about to turn around and go back upstairs when Ye Xinglan's voice suddenly rang.
"Don't you have anything to say?"
Zhao Wuji's footsteps stopped, he turned around and looked at Ye Xinglan.
Ye Xinglan sat at the table and looked at him calmly, with no extra emotion in those cold Bingbing eyes.
Zhao Wuji's brows furrowed, and anger surged in his heart.
It's true that I lost to Wu Zhangkong, but that was Wu Zhangkong, a strong person with the title Douluo.
But this girl in front of her looks like she is only a teenager, yet she still dares to yell at him?
Zhao Wuji suppressed his temper and kept his voice low.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Xinglan's tone is still calm.
"If you do something wrong, you have to apologize."
"Isn't this common sense?"
Zhao Wuji's face turned blue and white, and his fists clenched and unclenched.
His eyes fell on Ye Xinglan, then looked at Yuanen Yehui, his mind spinning rapidly.
These two people are both students of that Shrek Academy. In that college, there are strong people like Wu Zhangkong, and they even have the title Douluo...
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.
He turned around, faced Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, and spoke stiffly.
"Apologise."
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were stunned.
"Dean..."
Zhao Wuji glared at them.
"I said, apologize."
Dai Mubai's lips moved, wanting to say something, but seeing Zhao Wuji's livid face, he swallowed his words.
He lowered his head and kept his voice low.
"I'm sorry."
Ma Hongjun also muttered, his voice unclear.
Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu.
Tang San stood there with a bad look on his face. He didn't take action. He never took action from beginning to end. Why should he apologize?
Tang San raised his head and looked at Ye Xinglan, his voice was neither humble nor overbearing.
"We didn't do anything, why should we apologize?"
Ye Xinglan's gaze moved to Tang San, and those cold eyes stayed on his face for a moment.
"You don't want to apologize?"
After hearing these words, Tang San clenched his fists and dug his nails into his palms. Anger surged in Tang San's heart, but he knew that now was not the time to be impulsive.
If your skills are not as good as others, whatever you say is nonsense.
Tang San took a deep breath and lowered his head.
"I'm sorry."
Xiao Wu stood beside him and also apologized.
Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this matter should be over.
He was about to say something when Ye Xinglan's voice rang again.
"One more thing."
Zhao Wuji's brows wrinkled again.
"The name of your college coincides with the name of our college."
"I don't like it, please change it."
Zhao Wuji opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Xinglan in disbelief.
Change name?
They have used the name of this college for so many years, and now they want to change it?
What's the difference between this and stepping on your own face?
Zhao Wuji's face turned red, her lips were trembling, and she couldn't say a word.
The sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and Flender came down from the stairs.
"Zhao Wuji, what's wrong with you? You have such a loud voice?"
Flender's voice was somewhat dissatisfied, but after seeing Zhao Wuji's livid face, his brows also wrinkled.
Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and explained the matter simply. Flender's face became increasingly ugly.
He turned around and looked at Ye Xinglan and Yuanen Yehui, then took two steps forward and stood in the middle of the lobby, his breath faintly bursting out.
That was Soul Sage level of pressure. Although only a small part was released, it was enough to make ordinary people breathless.
Flender didn't speak, but his meaning was obvious, that is, to use force to suppress others.
And just when Flender released his pressure, a fierce momentum burst out from Ye Xinglan. The momentum was as sharp as a sword. It was a pure sword intention.
Flender's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body took half a step back involuntarily. His eyes were fixed on Ye Xinglan, and his heart was in turmoil.
Another genius.
How many such monsters are there in the Shrek Academy?
Why are all the monsters running to the other side?
Originally Flender thought that the people in his college were all monsters, but after comparing them, he felt that the people in his college were all trash.
Flender took a deep breath, and the expression on his face changed. The original gloominess completely disappeared and was replaced by a smiling face.
"This classmate, what you said is not quite right."
Flender smiled and spoke in a much more polite tone.
"We picked the name Shrek Academy first. There has to be a first-come, first-served basis, right?"
"Don't want to change?"
Ye Xinglan Looks like he has to change his name today.
Flender's smiling face froze, and he felt terribly aggrieved, but he knew he couldn't afford to offend him, because Yu Xiaogang told him that Shrek Academy also had the title Douluo, and it was right opposite his college.
"Change, change, change when you get back."
After getting Flender's response, Ye Xinglan nodded calmly.
Flender turned around, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and his face became gloomy.
He glanced at Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Wuji looked at him, but neither of them spoke.
Flender walked towards the stairs, took two steps, stopped again, and said something without looking back.
"Everyone go back and rest. We will go into the forest early tomorrow morning."
Tang San stood there, looking at Flender's leaving figure, feeling an indescribable disappointment in his heart.
"You are mediocre if you dare not cause trouble..."
Tang San thought this sentence silently in his heart, feeling it was particularly ironic.
Especially Flender and Seven-Ring Soul Saint, who were threatened by a girl who looked no older than him to change the name of the academy.