Zhao Wuji's Miserable Death, Yu Xiaogang Knelt and Begged for Mercy!

Nine-Colored Divine Light flowed across Long Tian's palm, and a gentle power entered Shui Bing'er's body through his arm.

The frost quickly receded, and her fair skin regained its original lustrous glow.

"Stand behind me."

Shui Bing'er nodded, but she did not immediately release Long Tian's sleeve.

Only after a moment did that slender hand slowly withdraw.

Ling Yuan witnessed the scene but said nothing.

When her gaze returned to the people of Shrek, not a trace of warmth remained on her beautiful face.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and bowed.

"Your Excellency Ling Yuan, there is a misunderstanding here."

"Long Tian deliberately came to provoke us and crippled Shrek's students. Zhao merely acted in self-defense."

"I beg Your Excellency to investigate this clearly."

Ling Yuan's eyes darkened.

"Who allowed you to speak?"

Boom!

Soul Power suddenly burst forth.

Zhao Wuji felt as though a mountain had fallen onto his shoulders, and his legs immediately sank into the ground.

His bones crackled one after another, cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and his burly body could no longer remain upright.

Thud!

Zhao Wuji's knees smashed into the dirt, his face filled with terror.

A mere burst of pressure had robbed a level seventy-six Soul Sage of the ability to resist.

Ling Yuan took a step forward.

Her fiery red heels landed upon the scorched ground, and the surrounding flames immediately parted to either side.

"Long Tian is my personal disciple."

"Shrek expelled him because you were blind fools."

"And now you dared to bully the weak and try to kill him."

The Blazing Fire Lingyuan Martial Soul behind her slowly raised its head, its flaming wings blotting out a vast stretch of sky.

"Whoever dares harm him, dies!"

As the final word fell, Zhao Wuji's entire body went limp. Even raising his head became extraordinarily difficult.

The aura of death had already completely enveloped him.

Yu Xiaogang finally panicked.

Zhao Wuji was one of Shrek Academy's Soul Sage powerhouses. He absolutely could not die here.

"My lady, please show mercy!"

Yu Xiaogang rushed forward and knelt directly on the ground.

"This time, Shrek was wrong."

"Shrek was blind. We should not have expelled Long Tian, much less attacked him."

"Zhao Wuji merely followed orders. I beg you to spare him!"

All of his earlier arrogance had vanished without a trace.

Only panic and pleading remained upon that stiff face.

Ling Yuan did not spare Yu Xiaogang a glance.

The Blazing Fire Lingyuan behind her spread its wings, and countless crimson fire feathers gathered in the air.

In the blink of an eye, a colossal bird of flame took shape.

Zhao Wuji raised his head. Watching the blazing fire rush toward him, his pupils rapidly dilated.

"No!"

The flaming bird locked down the surrounding space, leaving him no room to evade.

Zhao Wuji could only mobilize all his Soul Power.

"Mighty Vajra Bear!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

A black soul ring abruptly flared.

A massive golden bear rose from the ground, its paws crossed before its body as all its Soul Power concentrated in its chest.

The flaming bird flashed past.

The golden bear instantly shattered.

Crimson fire pierced through Zhao Wuji's chest and blasted out from his back.

A charred, bloody hole appeared in his burly body.

The remaining flames quickly spread, swallowing Zhao Wuji whole in an instant.

"Ah!"

Zhao Wuji crashed heavily to the ground, rolling about in agony amid the raging flames.

Soul Power at the Soul Sage level surged out without end, yet it could not extinguish the flames covering his body.

His struggles quickly weakened.

A few breaths later, Zhao Wuji stopped moving completely.

Zhao Wuji, the Unmovable Bright King, died miserably on the spot.

Zhao Wuji lay in a scorched crater.

Crimson flames still burned.

The Unmovable Bright King, who had once shaken Suotuo City, could not even leave behind an intact corpse.

A deathly silence fell before the gates of Shrek Academy.

Tang San stood where he was, his face pale.

This was the first time he had witnessed a Titled Douluo make a move.

A level seventy-six Soul Sage.

Before Ling Yuan, he could not even withstand a single attack.

Dai Mubai's Adam's apple bobbed as his feet involuntarily retreated.

Ma Hongjun slumped on the ground. His wounds had yet to heal, and nothing but terror remained in his eyes.

Oscar supported Ma Hongjun, his arm frozen in midair.

Xiao Wu pressed close to Tang San's side, even softening her breathing.

Yu Xiaogang remained kneeling on the ground.

As he looked at Zhao Wuji's corpse, all color drained from his stiff face.

Ning Rongrong tightly pursed her red lips.

Zhu Zhuqing stood some distance away, her beautiful eyes fixed on Long Tian.

This was the power of a Titled Douluo.

One word: kill.

A Soul Sage perished on the spot.

Ling Yuan withdrew the flames from her palm and turned around.

Her red dress swayed gently in the heatwaves, and the killing intent on her exquisite face had yet to fade.

Her beautiful eyes fell upon the figure in white.

"Tian'er."

"So this is the Shrek Academy that drove you out?"

Long Tian raised his eyes and nodded faintly.

"That's right."

"Back then, Yu Xiaogang said Shrek already had two support-type Soul Masters, Ning Rongrong and Oscar."

"I had no value in staying."

Ling Yuan's expression darkened further.

"Two support-types?"

"And they dared drive you out of the academy?"

"What a pack of fools."

Her flaming wings slowly spread behind her.

The surrounding temperature rose once more.

White smoke rose in waves from the scorched ground.

Ling Yuan swept her gaze across Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and the others.

"Other than Zhao Wuji, who else has bullied you?"

As those words fell.

The hearts of everyone from Shrek instantly leaped into their throats.

Dai Mubai avoided Long Tian's gaze.

Xiao Wu lowered her head, no longer daring to look into those Nine-Colored Double Pupils.

Oscar forced a stiff smile onto his face, but his legs could barely support him.

Ma Hongjun was the most severely injured, and even lifting his head had become difficult.

Tang San stood at the front, his expression constantly changing.

That Bluesilver Grass had long since been withdrawn into his palm.

Before a Titled Douluo, every trump card was meaningless.

Ning Rongrong looked at Long Tian, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Zhu Zhuqing likewise remained silent.

When the academy expelled Long Tian, everyone had been present.

No one could claim they had nothing to do with it.

Long Tian's gaze slowly swept across the crowd.

Wherever his eyes passed, they all avoided his gaze.

No one dared meet his eyes.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head.

He forced a flattering smile onto his face.

"Long Tian."

"This matter truly was the academy's fault."

"But asking you to leave back then was not deliberately aimed at you."

"A misunderstanding."

"It was all a misunderstanding."

Long Tian looked at Yu Xiaogang.

Those Nine-Colored Double Pupils were calm and undisturbed.

Cold sweat appeared on Yu Xiaogang's forehead, yet he still forced himself to speak.

"Your talent is so outstanding. Shrek would naturally be willing to accept you again."

"As long as you are willing to return, everything from the past can be written off."

"With my theories and your Martial Soul, you will certainly become the continent's strongest support-type Soul Master in the future."

"You may even surpass the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

At those words.

Ning Rongrong's expression changed slightly.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned.

Zhao Wuji's corpse still lay not far away.

Yet Yu Xiaogang was still coveting Long Tian's Martial Soul.

Long Tian smiled.

His handsome, bewitching face appeared even more noble beneath the firelight.

"The continent's strongest support-type?"

"Yu Xiaogang, you are still as laughable as ever."

"My third soul ring is ten thousand years old."

"Can your theories explain that?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression stiffened.

"This..."