Sorry, It Seems My People Are Stronger!

At this thought, he slowly walked over to Zhao Wuji and the others.

"Everyone, isn't it a bit inappropriate to mock others like this?"

Qin Feng's icy gaze swept across the Shrek Seven Monsters, his tone carrying a faint killing intent.

"Oh? Aren't we simply stating the facts?"

Ning Rongrong raised her eyes to look at Qin Feng. There was not the slightest fear on her face, only disdain.

"Heh, does having no Soul Power mean someone deserves to be mocked?"

Qin Feng sneered. What kind of bullshit logic was that?

In his previous life, he had studied finance and considered himself to have few moral boundaries. Yet he had never expected the protagonist group to be even more shameless than him.

No, this was no longer a matter of whether they had boundaries. This was a matter of upbringing.

"That's right. The weak have no right to speak."

Ning Rongrong stood up and spoke with complete confidence.

"Good, good, good."

Hearing that answer, Qin Feng smiled and nodded without arguing.

"System, purchase Level-50 Soul Power!"

Qin Feng spoke slowly in his mind.

Since the weak had no right to speak, then he would simply become strong.

Although he had intended to keep these three million Shock Value for emergencies.

With Brother Qiang and Dashuai, two Extreme Douluo, around him, there were very few people who could threaten him.

Using the remaining three million Shock Value to purchase Soul Power was no big deal.

As for why three million Shock Value only bought Level-50 Soul Power?

That was because he still needed to purchase Soul Rings. A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring cost one hundred thousand Shock Value, and the remaining five hundred thousand Shock Value was just enough to buy five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings.

"Ding, purchase successful."

As the system's voice faded, Qin Feng felt a warm current emerge within his body, followed by a powerful surge of strength bursting forth from inside him.

"So this is the power of a Soul Master?"

Feeling the abundant power in his body, Qin Feng murmured softly.

He now felt as though he could tear apart the void with one hand. Of course, he knew that was merely an illusion caused by his suddenly expanded strength.

Without thinking further, he came back to his senses and looked at Ning Rongrong again.

"You just said that the weak have no right to speak?"

Qin Feng looked down at Ning Rongrong, his tone ice-cold.

"That's right."

Ning Rongrong raised her head, refusing to back down in the slightest.

"Good. Remember those words!"

Qin Feng smiled and shook his head. With a thought, thirteen prayer beads suddenly appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterward, five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"What? A... a Soul King!"

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong cried out in shock. Her body staggered backward several steps, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Hadn't Teacher Zhao said this person had no Soul Power? What was going on?

"Five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings? How is that possible?!"

Tang San and the others, who had been watching the show nearby, also widened their eyes in horror.

Tang San in particular had a trace of confusion mixed in with his shock.

Hadn't his teacher said that a Soul Master's first Soul Ring could only be absorbed at the hundred-year level?

Then why was this man's first Soul Ring a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring?

As he thought about it, Yu Xiaogang's once-lofty image in his heart gradually crumbled.

"What about now?"

Qin Feng smiled faintly and looked at Ning Rongrong with a teasing expression.

"You deceived me?"

Zhao Wuji's expression turned somewhat ugly when he saw this.

Although he was also astonished by this man's Soul Power and Soul Ring configuration, he did not take a mere Soul King seriously.

What angered him was that this man had actually dared to deceive him!

"Deceive you? If I hadn't deceived you, I wouldn't have known you were this kind of people."

Qin Feng snorted and shook his head. He did not know how Zhao Wuji even had the nerve to say that.

"Hmph! Don't think you're so great just because you're a Soul King!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, astonishing killing intent appearing in his gaze as he looked at Qin Feng.

At the same time, he released his Martial Soul.

A massive earth-yellow bear immediately appeared behind him.

Seven Soul Rings also slowly emerged beneath his feet.

"Kid, since you have Soul Power, we can't let you live!"

With that, Zhao Wuji prepared to make his move.

A twenty-year-old Soul King was already enough to be called a genius! Not to mention a Soul King with five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!

Since they had already offended him, he absolutely could not leave a threat behind for Shrek Academy.

"Dajin! Someone's here to wreck the place!"

Qin Feng showed no fear whatsoever. He turned around and shouted toward the small wooden cabin.

"Who?!"

A furious roar instantly came from inside the room.

Immediately afterward, a figure shot out of the small wooden cabin.

"Your Highness, are they the ones?"

After arriving beside Qin Feng, Dajin's gaze fell upon Zhao Wuji, who had released his Martial Soul.

"That's right. It seems they want to kill your Highness. Boohoohoo..."

As he spoke, Qin Feng deliberately leaned into Dajin's embrace.

Wasn't it just a contest of who was stronger?

Sorry.

It seemed his people were stronger.

"How dare you!"

Dajin flew into a rage upon hearing that.

He had failed to help a few days ago and had still been feeling guilty about it.

He had not expected someone to dare come again, and to be weaker than him at that. How could he tolerate that?

As his words fell, a huge dark-golden bear suddenly appeared behind Dajin.

At the same time, Eight Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

"What? A... a Soul Douluo!"

Zhao Wuji, who had not cared at all moments earlier, suddenly narrowed his eyes. His face instantly turned ugly.

Damn it, he had kicked an iron plate!

If you had a Soul Douluo, you should have said so earlier! Wouldn't he have behaved himself?

"M-My lord, I was just joking earlier. Could you spare us?"

Zhao Wuji lowered his head, his lips trembling as he spoke.

There was no helping it. This was a Soul Douluo! He had no choice but to admit defeat!

If he had been alone, it would have been manageable. As a Soul Sage, even if he could not win, he could still run.

The key was that he had students beside him. How was he supposed to run?

"I still prefer how unruly you looked just now."

Hearing this, Qin Feng stepped forward and smiled as he patted Zhao Wuji's cheek.

"My lord, please don't joke."

Zhao Wuji gave a bitter smile, only hoping Qin Feng would be merciful and let them go.

"Third Brother, what should we do?"

At that moment, Xiao Wu leaned close to Tang San's ear and asked anxiously.

"Don't panic. Wait a little longer."

Tang San shook his head, his expression unchanged.

However, one hand was already resting on the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night at his waist, ready to use his hidden weapons at any moment.

Although he did not know whether hidden weapons could harm this Soul Douluo, under the current circumstances, he could only place his hopes on them.

"Who's joking with you? If I didn't have a Soul Douluo, wouldn't you have already attacked?"

Qin Feng showed no mercy at all. He had already offended all the major top factions, so one more made no difference.

Besides, it was merely the early-stage Shrek Academy. He did not take it seriously at all.

"I wouldn't dare, my lord."

Zhao Wuji shook his head, keeping a fawning smile on his face.

"Qin Feng, don't go too far!"

At that moment, Ning Rongrong stepped in front of Zhao Wuji and spoke angrily.

"Me? Going too far?"

Hearing this, Qin Feng seemed to have heard the greatest joke in the world. He dug at his ear and looked at Ning Rongrong as though she were an idiot.

He was beginning to wonder whether Ning Rongrong had forgotten how she had mocked him just moments ago.