One Against Three, Crushing Victory

Lu Yuan chuckled. "Tang San, it's been a long time. I didn't expect that the moment we met again, you'd have your classmate castrated."

Tang San's mouth twitched twice as he roared, "Lu Yuan, Mubai ended up like this because of you!"

"I was clearly the one you stabbed. Why are you blaming me? If you hadn't used that vicious second soul skill, would your classmate have ended up like this?"

Lu Yuan spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull. "Stop making excuses! If you hadn't used Mubai to block my second soul skill, how could this have happened? It's all your fault!"

Lu Yuan sneered. "Heh, your classmate attacked me. Was I not allowed to fight back?"

"Tang San, you really are as despicable as you were six years ago. A dog can't stop eating shit!"

"Then again, your father's record is full of evil deeds, and your teacher is a Fallen One. Expecting someone like you to have morals is impossible."

"Shut up!"

Soul Power surged around Tang San's body as he abruptly pulled out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow. Sixteen bolts shot toward Lu Yuan in rapid succession!

"Lu Yuan, you dared insult my father and teacher! Today, I'll make you pay the price!"

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow was already the most powerful mechanical hidden weapon he could currently make, far superior to sleeve arrows and the like. He refused to believe Lu Yuan could withstand the edge of this invincible hidden weapon!

Lu Yuan pulled Dugu Yan behind him and rapidly spun the Sky-Holding Spear in his hand, forming a vortex-like defense. The instant the bolts rushed in, they were torn away by the rotation and flung aside.

"That's it?" Lu Yuan looked disdainful.

Cold sweat seeped from Tang San's forehead as he fired another sixteen bolts.

The Godly Zhuge Crossbow contained forty-eight bolts in total and could be fired three times, but it had to be cocked separately each time.

Reloading it normally was rather troublesome.

"Enough. I'm not interested in playing with you anymore. Die!"

Lu Yuan knocked aside the dozen or so bolts flying at him and suddenly charged forward. The Sky-Holding Spear blazed with cold light as it thrust directly at Tang San's vital points!

Tang San's pupils shrank. He channeled Soul Power into his legs and used Ghost Shadow Maze, hurriedly retreating straight out of the hotel entrance.

As Lu Yuan continued closing in, Tang San swiftly reached into Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night, sending one hidden weapon after another shooting out.

Willow leaf blades, bone-piercing nails, flying locust stones—countless different hidden weapons swept toward Lu Yuan like a storm.

Lu Yuan had just blocked that wave of hidden weapons when two voices sounded behind him. "Xiao San (Third Brother), we're here to help you!"

It was Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun.

Oscar had fed the two of them sausages he had made himself.

Their injuries had improved somewhat, and they immediately rushed out to avenge their second brother.

Lu Yuan did not hurry to continue pursuing Tang San. Instead, he looked at the three with great interest.

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai walked over to Tang San's side. The three stood in a row, assuming a stance of fighting together.

Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull. "Third Brother, let's deal with this damn pretty boy together! We have to make him pay!"

Dai Mubai was filled with hatred as he gritted his teeth and agreed. "That's right! That damned bastard! I'll make him taste our pain! I'll repay it tenfold!"

"Oh? Don't tell me you're about to start talking about bonds and friendship or something?" A contemptuous curve rose at Lu Yuan's lips.

Seeing his disdainful expression, Dai Mubai and the other two were collectively enraged.

"Die! White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Before Lu Yuan could act, Dai Mubai had already moved first. The second Soul Ring on his body shone brilliantly as intense white light condensed into a sphere, and a round light projectile erupted from his mouth.

At the same time Dai Mubai unleashed the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave,

Ma Hongjun's red hair trembled as he spat out a stream of purplish-red flames. It was his first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Wire.

Tang San moved at the same time, charging toward Lu Yuan from another direction.

His second Soul Ring lit up, and a Blue Silver Bamboo Spear shot up from beneath Lu Yuan's feet. Its tip was covered in sharp barbs as it viciously stabbed upward!

The three attacked almost simultaneously.

Facing the combined attack of the three, Lu Yuan sneered. Ice Dragon Wings unfolded from his back, carrying him into the air. As he evaded their joint assault, he fiercely hurled the Sky-Holding Spear!

The spear tip plunged into the ground, shattering the surface. A violent shockwave swept straight toward Dai Mubai and the others.

Their offensive had been too rushed for them to evade the sudden impact. Their heads spun, and the force tore through their flesh, leaving their bodies covered in blood.

Bang—

Dai Mubai and the other two collapsed like insignificant trash fish, falling unconscious on the spot.

Whoosh—

Amid the swirling dust, a sexy one-legged figure suddenly darted out, grabbed Tang San, and rapidly fled the area!

"Haozi? Are you that worried I'll kill Tang San? Or are you afraid I'll smash Tang San's balls?"

Lu Yuan's gaze sharpened, and a curve formed at his lips. He controlled the Sky-Holding Spear from afar, relentlessly pursuing Tang Hao.

"Argh—"

Tang Hao clutched his butt tightly as blood continuously seeped out. Bleeding all the while, he fled desperately.

Lu Yuan recalled the Sky-Holding Spear as it flew back to him, disappointment on his face. "What a pity. That strike was basically a miss. I gained nothing at all."

"Still, it's not bad that I managed to wound a former Titled Douluo, even if he was fleeing in panic and barely defended himself..."

The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the surroundings slowly became clear.

Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing hurried to where the three had fallen.

"Boss Dai, Fatty! How are you? Don't scare me!?"

Seeing that their clothes were soaked in blood and that blood was still seeping from their wounds, Oscar's heart tightened. He hurriedly fed them sausages.

"Where's Xiao San? Why is he gone?"

He anxiously looked around, but could not find Tang San anywhere. A wave of unease immediately rose in his heart.

"He got lucky. Tang Hao stole him away."

A voice rang out, as if it had specifically come to answer his question.

Oscar looked up and saw Lu Yuan, the person who had just severely injured the Shrek Three Monsters with a single move.

Fear filled his heart. His lips trembled twice, and he was instantly too frightened to say a word.

Lu Yuan said calmly, "After they wake up, tell them this: when they see me, Lu Yuan, they'd better keep their heads down."

After saying that, he turned to Dugu Yan. "Yanyan, let's return to the hotel."

"Alright." Dugu Yan curled her lips into a seductive smile.

"Stop!!!"

At that moment, a voice suddenly rang out. An old man blocked the hotel entrance, his expression cold. "Kid, you beat my students and still have the nerve to return to the hotel?!"

"Oh? Which old bastard from Shrek Academy are you? Li Yusong, or Lu Qibin?" Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking interested.

Lu Yuan knew that Zhao Wuji had been thrown into prison by Spirit Hall six years ago. This man definitely was not Zhao Wuji, and Zhao Wuji was not nearly this old.