Overlooking Rivers and Seas, Who Is Fortunate Enough to Glimpse So Much as a Scale or Claw of Mine (I)

Shrek Academy is now a gathering place for all kinds of talents.

Heroes abound, like flowers in full bloom and oil being poured over a raging fire.

A strong sense of self-confidence filled the hearts of every student. Even if they did not achieve anything, they were proud to be a part of the Shrek Academy and shared in the glory that did not belong to them.

Therefore, before Ye Qingcang and his group had even stepped ten steps past the gate of the Shrek Academy, several passing Shrek senior students saw the rather flamboyant banner in Sheng Cai'er's hand and the words on it, and immediately became furious.

In particular, Ye Qingcang and his group were not wearing school uniforms.

They're obviously not from the Shrek Academy.

"Who are you people, daring to insult Shrek Academy like this?"

One of them, a rather wild-looking boy with bulging muscles and a burly build, who looked like a Power Attack System Beast Soul Master, took two quick steps and reached out to grab Ye Qingcang without saying a word.

A gust of evil wind swept over us.

During the forward charge, the Martial Soul was already activated.

The palms also transformed into beast claws at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

However, just as the third Soul Ring appeared!

Collapse!

Collapse!!

Collapse!!!

Crack!!

Three arrows, like those from a fully drawn bow, bounced off in quick succession. No one saw what happened in that instant; all that was known was that with the final, sudden cracking sound of bone breaking, the charging figure transformed from lightning speed to utter stillness, kneeling on the ground, left hand instinctively rising to clutch his arm—wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints all twisted and turned outwards—and letting out a horrifying scream, "Ah!"

The area in front of the Shrek Academy's gates quickly fell silent.

"I'm in a bad mood." Ye Qingcang slowly adjusted his cuffs, not even glancing at the unknown unlucky fellow. With a steady pace, he walked past the sobbing Shrek Academy student. His clean Tactical Boots were only a centimeter away from the hem of Shrek student's clothes as he lay on the ground, rolling around like a dead fish, yet it was like a deep chasm, clearly displayed before everyone. "Unfortunately, not only are you blind, but you've also left your brain at home..."

"Your Excellency is so Path of Hegemony, so ruthless, and so arrogant..." One of the three male students accompanying the unfortunate fellow who had his arm twisted and was lying on the ground, a tall and handsome young man, summoned his Martial Soul and angrily retorted, "Are you implying that Shrek has no one to rely on?"

"Interesting."

"That's really interesting."

"They are clearly the perpetrators, yet they act like victims."

"You're saying I'm bullying Shrek Academy because they have no one to rely on?"

"Isn't it some people from the Shrek Academy who are bullying me because I'm powerless?"

Ye Qingcang raised his almost perfect hands.

He clapped softly, his tone carrying a hint of praise.

His black eyes were too deep.

Even without saying anything, one can still feel an inexplicable fear, like staring into a black hole and vaguely feeling swallowed up, or like peering into the deep sea and being enveloped by the unknown.

The rhythm of walking remained unbroken.

Step by step.

Until he brushed past these three Shrek students.

The three Shrek Academy students, who had already completed their Martial Soul Possession, collapsed instantly, drenched in sweat that soaked their school uniforms. Their seemingly carefully styled hairstyles drooped and clung to their foreheads, a disheveled mess. They stared at the stone bricks and dust on the ground, which were within reach, yet their vision was blurred. They were panting heavily, as if they had just experienced a great battle, their exhaustion evident in their expressions.

However, beneath this look of exhaustion lay an inescapable fear; his pupils trembled, having shrunk to the size of an ordinary pen, and were gradually enlarging again with his rapid breathing.

Sheng Cai'er followed closely behind Ye Qingcang.

The shadow beneath my feet suddenly grew longer.

The shadow whip wrapped around the unfortunate man whose arm had been twisted and who was rolling around, obstructing road safety, and then lashed out with one hand.

Then, she returned to the shadow of Sheng Cai'er.

Under the sunlight, it is nothing special.

He walked past the other three unfortunate men who were kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.

Just like Jiang Nannan.

Follow in Ye Qingcang's footsteps.

Further back were Hu Liena and the others.

Following Ye Qingcang's example, he walked past these unlucky guys without looking to the side, casting a shadow that seemed particularly glaring at the moment.

However, it was precisely because of this that among the many Shrek students who unconsciously stopped in their tracks, some remembered Jiang Nannan, Ye Qingcang, and recalled the shadows from the first half of the semester.

This caused great alarm, and a murmur of discussion arose.

Passersby who were unaware of the situation also inquired about it.

Although they were just passersby, they were only passersby in comparison to the Shrek Academy students. At this moment, Shrek was already the epicenter of the storm, and the people coming and going all had one or more respectable identities, such as students of a Advanced Soul Master Academy or disciples of a hidden sect.

Even if family scandals should not be aired in public.

Many Shrek students are unwilling to talk about it.

But nothing stays hidden forever.

Lured by the prospect of profit, Ye Qingcang's identity was quickly uncovered, along with Jiang Nannan's identity and his grudge against Xu Sanshi. This led to the story of Ye Qingcang single-handedly defeating Shrek Inner Court and even overpowering Xuan Zi.

The storm suddenly intensified.

It's like pouring boiling oil into a steel basin.

With a sizzle, hot oil splattered out.

Many astute individuals scattered and left.

Looking around, tipping off others has become the norm.

However, even faster than those messengers were the influence. Apart from a few hotheads, most Shrek students, after a moment's thought, immediately retreated far away, afraid of being splattered with blood. Although Ye Qingcang had never seen blood since entering Shrek Academy, at most he had broken the limbs of those who blocked his way, everyone knew that given the pressure that Xu Sanshi and the Dou Ling Empire's royal family had exerted on Jiang Nannan for the past half month, Ye Qingcang's arrival was definitely to kill, definitely to be filled with anger, and definitely not to have a peaceful ending with Xu Sanshi.

The royal family of the Dou Ling Empire might even be implicated.

He coveted the companionship of a God Trial Taker.

Not saying it would be suicidal.

Therefore, at this critical juncture when Ye Qingcang is already enraged and has launched a full-scale attack, unless you are truly skilled enough to stop Ye Qingcang, it is best not to rush in and die. This time is different from the last time. Last time was for training, this time it is for killing.

Just like how Ye Qingcang dealt with Xu Sanshi.

Last time it was a warning, a declaration of sovereignty.

That's why he tolerated it out of consideration for Jiang Nannan.

Give face to the Outer Court.

Give face to the Inner Court.

To give face to the many elders of the Poseidon Pavilion.

"This time... could it be that a Title Douluo is going to fall?" Watching Ye Qingcang and his group's retreating figures, a fifth-year Outer Court student touched the goosebumps rising on his arm, clicked his tongue slightly, and whispered to his girlfriend beside him, "I remember that the Heavenly Sun Douluo from the Dou Ling Empire couldn't beat Dean Yan... So, Dean Yan can't beat Xuan Zi, Xuan Zi can't beat this guy... If the Dou Ling Empire really wants to protect that bastard Xu Sanshi, people are probably going to die!"

"It all depends on whether the Dou Ling Empire is willing to clash with this guy." The girl, who was also watching Ye Qingcang and his group's retreating figures, sighed. After sighing, curiosity piqued, she looked at her boyfriend beside her and asked, puzzled, "Speaking of which, how did Xu Sanshi become a bastard again... The previous explanation was at most that he was just reckless and audacious, right?"

"He made us get called trash, and he made everyone else get called trash. Isn't that enough of a bastard?" The young man sneered, mocking, "In front of him, who dares to deny being trash... Besides, Xu Sanshi's Martial Soul is the Dark Tortoise, and his father's Martial Soul is also the Dark Tortoise. Aren't they physiologically bastards?"

The girl sorted out the corresponding logic.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

really.

From the perspective of Martial Soul, Xu Sanshi's family are all bastards.

At least on the paternal line, they are all of that line.