"That little bastard was still just a little bastard."
Seeing Bai Ran standing there without moving, Dai Huabin, already driven mad, suddenly burst into laughter.
In Dai Huabin's eyes, Bai Ran's figure seemed to overlap with Huo Yuhao's figure standing on the awards platform that day.
Why did a little bastard who was not even worthy of being background scenery get to steal Dai Huabin's spotlight?
Only Dai Huabin was a genius, a true genius!
"Die!"
The moment he brought down that palm strike, Dai Huabin had already decided to leave Shrek Academy.
After all, there was a Shrek Inner Court higher-up behind this child. (So what if he was a Soul Douluo? He was still the foremost Food-type Soul Master in the Inner Academy.)
Even with the White Tiger Duke Mansion backing him, he absolutely would not be able to remain at Shrek Academy. Since he would be expelled either way, he might as well leave with some dignity beforehand.
Faced with Dai Huabin's dishonorable attack, Bai Ran remained composed and stood where he was.
To outsiders, the child had undoubtedly been scared stupid by Dai Huabin's overwhelming aura.
But was that really the case?
Dai Huabin's tiger palm was about to fall.
Only then did a faint smile appear at the corner of Bai Ran's lips.
Bai Ran: Whatever you have to say, go tell Di Tian.
A black scale emerged from the center of his brow.
Not only did it effortlessly block Dai Huabin's full-powered strike, it also left Dai Huabin's right hand throbbing with pain from the backlash.
Meanwhile, Di Tian: Strange. Who suddenly scratched me? It was kind of itchy.
"I almost forgot. You little bastard have a defensive Soul Tool on you.
A-Da, A-Er, attack together! Break that turtle shell!"
Since he had already