Bullying the Weak Because You're Strong? Who Do You Think You Are? Competing with Me in Background?

"Headmaster... save... save me..." Seeing Flender descend, Zhao Wuji hurriedly squeezed out a garbled cry for help from the bottom of the deep pit. He looked so aggrieved, he was practically a three-ton giant baby.

Flender forcibly suppressed the storm raging in his heart, and his gaze instantly turned cold as a blade.

As the headmaster of an academy and a renowned powerhouse in the Soul Master world, even though he was deeply wary of Lin Wu's strength, he absolutely could not lose his dignity on his own turf!

Flender adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on his nose and took a step forward. The immense Soul Power of a seven-ring Soul Sage surged forth without restraint, while his sharp eagle eyes locked firmly onto Lin Wu in the reclining chair. He shouted in a deep voice:

"You may be young, sir, but your methods are far too ruthless! You destroyed my registration site, injured my academy's teachers, and humiliated Vice Headmaster Zhao to this extent!"

Flender's face darkened like still water. Assuming the steady bearing of an elder and superior, he attempted to suppress Lin Wu with Shrek's seniority and foundations.

"I do not care which great sect you come from, but this is Shrek! I founded Shrek decades ago, and outstanding students who graduated from here are spread across the continent! Many have long since become famous Soul Kings and Soul Emperors!"

"For you to act like this, aren't you showing far too little regard for Shrek—for me, Flender?!"

His voice was not particularly loud, but it carried the profound Soul Power of a rank seventy-eight Soul Sage. Its echoes lingered, making Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's eardrums ache behind him.

Tang Hao, standing atop a tree, secretly shook his head and snorted coldly to himself.

That old bastard Flender is usually as shrewd as a monkey. How did he get muddleheaded at a critical moment? Showing off his status and seniority to this brat? Does he really think this brat is someone who listens to reason?

Sure enough.

After hearing Flender's self-righteous declaration of seniority, Lin Wu did not even blink an extra time.

He casually accepted a peeled, translucent grape handed over by Tang Sanniang, swallowed it elegantly, then flicked the grape seed onto Zhao Wuji's bald head, producing a crisp ding.

"Pfft—"

Lin Wu suddenly burst into loud laughter, laughing wantonly and doubling over. His cold, mocking laughter sounded especially grating across Shrek's deathly silent clearing!

"Flender, Flender. You old bastard really are getting more foolish with age."

Lin Wu slowly stopped laughing. The sole of his shoe lightly ground against Zhao Wuji's head, while extreme contempt and ridicule flashed through his black eyes.

"Teaching a few Soul Kings and Soul Emperors is enough for you to feel smug and flaunt your seniority here?"

Leaning against the back of the chair, Lin Wu raised his chin slightly and looked down upon the renowned Cat Owl Soul Sage. His tone was cold to the point of cruelty.

"Competing with me in strength? Your strongest subordinate, the 'Immovable Bright King,' is lying at my feet like a dead dog right now. You, a mere rank seventy-eight Soul Sage—if I wanted to deal with you, it would only take one more slap!"

Before his words had faded, Lin Wu's gaze abruptly chilled. His aura climbed higher and higher as that supreme divinity towering above all living beings, along with the vitality and blood of a hundred-thousand-year existence, explosively erupted in a confined area and shot into the heavens!

"Comparing strength? In my eyes, you're nothing but trash I can erase with a raised hand!"

Lin Wu abruptly rose to his feet and pointed down at Flender's nose. His arrogant voice rang across the sky.

"Competing with me in background? In foundations? Then let me ask you today—"

"With you, the headmaster of this lousy little Shrek Academy, and those pathetic credentials of yours that have never produced even a Titled Douluo, before me..."

"Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Boom—!

Those words—"Who the hell do you think you are?"—were like a thunderbolt from the ninth heavens exploding savagely beside Flender's ears!

Flender's face went deathly pale. The pressure of that divinity and the violent shockwave of sound sent him stumbling back three steps, shattering the blue bricks beneath his feet into powder!

Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect standing in the distance, tightly covered her lips with her small hands. Her eyes shone with incomparable shock and admiration.

She was the treasured jewel of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and had seen the foremost powerhouses of every major sect across the continent. Yet even Titled powerhouses such as Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo still paid some heed to worldly etiquette in their actions.

Who had ever dared to be so incomparably domineering—to step on a Soul Sage's face and point at a Soul Sage's nose while demanding, "Who the hell do you think you are?"!

Zhu Zhuqing, dressed in black, clenched both fists. Her long legs trembled violently, and the despair and numbness that had once filled her cold, beautiful eyes had long vanished. In their place was a blazing, almost insane fervor!

This is the person I've been searching for... the absolute ruler who can shatter every rule and crush every fate beneath his feet! Zhu Zhuqing cried out inwardly.

"Master said that so well!"

Tang Sanniang stood delicately at Lin Wu's side, her watery black eyes filled with pink heart-shaped bubbles. Raising her exquisitely beautiful face, she glared at Flender with pride and disdain written all over it.

"Did you hear him? You four-eyed old bastard, in our master's eyes, you don't even amount to a single finger! If you know what's good for you, hurry up and kneel before Master to kowtow and apologize. Otherwise, Master will tear apart this lousy academy of yours that looks like some run-down tavern with one slap!"

Pfft!

Yu Xiaogang, curled up in the corner, nearly spat out another mouthful of old blood upon hearing that.

Tang Hao, atop the tree, clutched his chest, the corners of his eyes twitching so violently they were nearly cramping.

Calling this little padded jacket leaky was no longer enough—she was practically fanning gale-force winds straight at her own father with a banana-leaf fan!

Faced with Lin Wu's unstoppable, violent aura and Tang Sanniang's merciless mockery, Flender stood frozen in place. His cat owl wings trembled violently, and his face shifted between green and white, yet he could not force out a single rebuttal!

Because he had discovered in horror—

The aura emanating from this youth actually faintly suppressed the circulation of even his rank seventy-eight Soul Power!

At that moment, Flender finally realized that he had not kicked an iron plate at all. He had kicked a piece of divine metal from the ninth heavens that could crush the entirety of Shrek into dust!

"Y-you... what exactly do you want?!"

Flender ground his back teeth to pieces, forcibly swallowed the metallic sweetness in his mouth, and lowered his proud head with a hoarse voice.

Flender's questioning voice, carrying a trace of hoarseness and humiliation, still drifted through the air.

Yet faced with the bowed head of this rank seventy-eight Cat Owl Soul Sage, Lin Wu showed not the slightest hint of restraint.

Standing before the reclining chair, he looked down at the pale-faced Flender. The smile on his lips became increasingly wicked and unrestrained.

"What do I want?"

Lin Wu glanced sideways at Flender and casually adjusted his collar. His tone was as calm as though he were discussing what to eat for dinner.

"I only came here today to bring my little Sanniang along to check this place out, to see what substance this so-called 'Monster Academy' actually had.

But I didn't expect that, starting with that rank twenty-nine piece of trash Gangzi, they'd only get worse and worse."