"Dean Yan, judging by the way you are, it seems you have no intention of having a proper talk?"
At Xuanzi's appearance, Jing Hongchen frowned slightly for a moment before speaking casually as he looked at Yan Shaozhe.
Yan Shaozhe's skin, meanwhile, seemed as though it had been reinforced with armor. He merely glanced at Jing Hongchen, spread his hands, and said,
"After all, you chose the location. Who can guarantee there are no ambushes or anything of the sort here?"
"Heh... so you don't want to negotiate properly, is that it?"
"Of course not. Otherwise, why would we have shown all the sincerity we were supposed to?"
Mu En's slightly hoarse voice rang out.
Then, as he looked at Jing Hongchen, he seemed to recall something. He sighed softly, looked toward a certain direction, and slowly said,
"Since you're here, why keep hiding?"
As his words fell, silver light tore through space and flashed, while Gu Yuena and Lin Yuan's figures appeared once more.
The instant Xuanzi saw Lin Yuan, his eyes turned red, and the killing intent around him was completely undisguised.
"Little beast!"
Mu En ignored him entirely. Instead, he stared intently at Gu Yuena and said softly,
"You were the one who stopped me last time, weren't you?"
"I made many mistakes in my youth, softened my heart many times, and caused many great disasters."
"My time is short. I only wish to do one more thing: trade this old life of mine for that little fellow's life. I know this is shameless, but if he dies, then I die. That would count as a good thing for your Sun Moon Empire as well."
"We can continue our normal exchanges and studies, Shrek Academy will have nothing left worth remembering, and that fellow even possesses the power of an evil Soul Master."
"So, why not discuss the price?"
As Mu En finished speaking, his gaze remained fixed tightly on Gu Yuena.
Gu Yuena merely sneered, looking at Mu En as though he were already dead.
"Keep dreaming."
Mu En's expression did not change in the slightest. He simply turned slowly toward Jing Hongchen.
"Hall Master Hongchen, what do you think of this old man's proposal?"
"I think every last one of you from Shrek put together is worth less than a single hair on Lin Yuan's dick."
"Ah, then there's nothing left to discuss."
The moment he sighed, Mu En's condition seemed to recover instantly. His hair gradually darkened, and he stood straight up, his injuries seemingly vanishing in an instant.
As blood mist spread over his body, the phantom of a Radiant Holy Dragon faintly emerged behind him.
Clearly, the moment Mu En learned that his days were numbered, he had chosen to burn away the last of his essence blood.
"I'd like to see whether you can truly suppress this old man."
"Wishful thinking."
Gu Yuena showed no courtesy either. As she activated Martial Soul Possession, she fused with the Silver Dragon King's True Form in an instant.
After exchanging a glance, the two of them almost instantly arrived at an altitude of nearly ten thousand meters and began clashing wildly.
The instant they exchanged blows, Mu En's expression turned hideous.
Her strength was even more terrifying than he had imagined.
If he had not chosen to attack Lin Yuan back then,
then those criminals likely would not have escaped, and he also realized a rather cruel fact.
When she had first entered the battle back then and displayed such terrifying strength, she might even have been holding back.
Even after briefly returning to his peak state, he was utterly unable to do anything to Gu Yuena.
Gu Yuena, meanwhile, remained utterly composed.
Under the suppression of their Martial Souls, even if Mu En burned his essence blood, he could at most find a way to stall her for time. Nothing more.
On the other side, Yan Shaozhe's expression was exceptionally grim. He had not expected things to truly reach this point in the end.
This had been Mu En's decision from the start. If negotiations failed, he would use his own death to take Lin Yuan with him, securing Shrek Academy a chance at peace amid the chaos.
Thus, after exchanging a look, Yan Shaozhe immediately attacked Jing Hongchen.
In an instant, beneath that power of light, he completed a special fusion with his Martial Soul Avatar.
Jing Hongchen did not dare let down his guard at the sight, but his expression was rather ugly. With the distance between them, he could sense that neither of these two could do anything to him.
Yet now, Xuanzi alone was left to face Lin Yuan.
Although he knew Lin Yuan's strength was quite terrifying, if this dragged on, Xuanzi had once been a level ninety-eight Super Douluo.
He even wanted to send Gu Yuena a voice transmission, but her gaze did not shift downward in the slightest.
What was going on? Did she truly not take Xuanzi seriously at all?
Although Lin Yuan had now obtained a Soul Ring and his strength had risen by one rank, was it really practical for him to fight someone like Xuanzi, who was essentially at the pseudo-Titled Douluo level?
Until only Lin Yuan and Xuanzi remained, Xuanzi's face flushed crimson as though it might drip blood. He panted like a bull and cursed in a hoarse growl.
"Little beast, do you know how much you made me lose? Even if you begged me today, I'd make you beg for death but deny you death."
Lin Yuan's expression remained remarkably calm, even though Xuanzi had already revealed eight Soul Rings.
He merely glanced at the battlefield, then looked at Xuanzi with a half-smile and said softly,
"Do you think you've got me in the palm of your hand?"
"You want that old fossil to stall for time, then have you kill me."
"But what makes you think a worthless old bastard like you can control me?"
Upon hearing this, Xuanzi was so furious that he laughed instead, looking at Lin Yuan with mockery and arrogance.
"You're just a Soul King. Do you think you can turn the heavens upside down?"
But in the next moment, Xuanzi could no longer laugh.
With a raise of Lin Yuan's hand, amid a radiance of five colors interwoven with yin-yang light,
One-Word Battle Armor scales forged from Spirit-Infused Alloy attached themselves to his body. The instant they fitted perfectly into place,
his aura surged to within a hair's breadth of a Soul Douluo.
"What kind of joke is this? What the hell is that?"
Xuanzi stared fixedly at Lin Yuan, his face filled with dazed disbelief.
How could Lin Yuan possibly be this strong?
The Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tools might have been far stronger than they had imagined, but was this truly still something from the same era?
Yan Shaozhe and Mu En's expressions turned extremely grim.
But they quickly noticed a momentary look of dazed confusion flash across Jing Hongchen's face.
Could this thing be not some trump card produced by the Sun Moon Empire, but something unique to Lin Yuan?
At that thought, they subconsciously sighed in relief. Yet they soon realized the gravity of the matter. If such things could be mass-produced, there would be no need to fight a war at all.
This was a full two-Soul-Ring increase in strength!
Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Xuanzi glared at Lin Yuan and directly summoned his Martial Soul Avatar.
"The struggle of an ant is still nothing more than the struggle of an ant."
Lin Yuan, however, stared directly at Xuanzi, who had summoned his Martial Soul Avatar, and said softly,
"You know, Gu Yuena blamed herself for not killing you."
"But I think that was a better ending instead."
"Because compared to having someone else eliminate an enemy, I prefer the feeling of ending grudges with my own hands..."
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