Three Moves

As Wang Feng passed Zhu Zhuqing, she spoke in a cold voice, "Are you confident?"

"Are you worried about me?"

"Who's worried about you? You saved my life before. I just don't want to see you get hurt." After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing gave a soft huff and turned her head away.

Wang Feng smiled. Looks like I've got a chance. As long as he flirted with Zhu Zhuqing a little more and sabotaged things between her and Dai Mubai, winning over this little kitten would only be a matter of time.

"Kid, I'll give you one last chance. Are you really going to take three moves from me?"

As Zhao Wuji spoke, he looked Wang Feng over. He was still unwilling to give up, hoping Wang Feng would reconsider. If such a genius ran off and Flender found out, wouldn't he get chewed out?

"No need. Come on."

Wang Feng, already prepared, watched Zhao Wuji with a slightly serious expression.

"Fine. Since that's what you want, here comes the first move."

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji sprang into the air. Soul Power burst from his body as he smashed down at Wang Feng with his bare fist.

The ever-vigilant Wang Feng flashed with Green Light. Before Zhao Wuji could strike him, he had already appeared behind him.

Zhao Wuji frowned in midair. Such speed... was he really a Soul Grandmaster?

Boom!

A deafening blast rang out as Zhao Wuji's attack landed, yet it did not touch so much as a hair on Wang Feng's head.

Though it had only been a probing strike, Zhao Wuji still found it unbelievable that the kid had dodged it so easily.

Without pausing, Zhao Wuji continued his assault. A yellow Spirit Ring lit up around him.

"Second Soul Skill, Vigorous Vajra Palm."

Instinctively, the enormous palm shining with golden light arrived before Wang Feng in an instant.

This time, Wang Feng did not dodge. Instead, he took the initiative to attack.

As Zhao Wuji's fan-sized palm came crashing down, Wang Feng clenched his fist. Green Light continuously gathered and compressed until it condensed into a single point, then he fiercely punched toward Zhao Wuji's fist.

Boom!!

Fist and palm collided, sending golden and green light exploding in all directions.

The next second, a figure flew backward out of the light.

With a bang, he crashed to the ground. It was Wang Feng.

"Cough, cough!"

After coughing for a while, Wang Feng got to his feet and exclaimed, "What tremendous strength. You truly live up to your name, Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji."

Tap, tap!!

Several retreating footsteps sounded. As the light faded, Zhao Wuji appeared before everyone.

"Good kid, what kind of strange attack was that?"

Zhao Wuji felt a numbness in his hand and was greatly surprised.

He was a Soul Sage, yet a Soul Grandmaster had forced him back several steps. His palm had even gone numb. He could not help thinking of Tang San from earlier.

Both were Soul Grandmasters, yet they could make him look so miserable. Afterward, he had even been beaten up by Tang San's father.

If Wang Feng, another Soul Grandmaster, made him look pathetic again, wouldn't he lose all face in the eyes of Shrek Academy's students?

With that thought, Zhao Wuji decided not to hold back anymore. With the next move, he would directly inflict serious injuries on Wang Feng and make him stay. As for whether Wang Feng would join Shrek Academy afterward, that was no longer something Zhao Wuji needed to consider.

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Increase." After activating his Soul Skill, Zhao Wuji shouted, "So what if you're fast? Let's see how you escape now!"

The instant Zhao Wuji activated his Soul Skill, Wang Feng clearly felt his body grow heavier. However, this amount of gravity was not enough to trouble him.

Over the years, he had grown accustomed to training in weighted clothes and with weights attached to his body. Even when he was not training, he often wore weights.

Now, his ability to adapt to increased gravity was far beyond ordinary.

Wang Feng quickly darted aside. He believed that with Zhao Wuji's bulky body, there was no way he could catch up.

"Kid, do you think you can get away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji swung his fan-sized palm at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng reacted instantly, ducking his head and bending his legs. Zhao Wuji's bear-like palm swept over him, leaving a howling echo in the air.

"Heh, you're as slippery as a rat, kid." Zhao Wuji sneered.

Zhao Wuji heavily stomped the ground. The earth cracked like a spiderweb as he sprang toward Wang Feng. His fan-sized hand clenched into a fist and mercilessly smashed toward Wang Feng's chest. As for how much strength he used, only Zhao Wuji himself knew.

Wang Feng had not expected Zhao Wuji's bulky body to possess such speed. It seemed he had underestimated him.

Seeing the attack rush toward him and knowing he could not dodge, Wang Feng reacted quickly and crossed his arms before his chest. With a bang, Zhao Wuji sent him flying.

His body flew backward and should have slammed heavily into the ground, but just before he fell, Wang Feng exerted force through his waist and sprang up. He spun halfway through the air and landed steadily on his feet.

A trace of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. Wiping it away, he felt his hands go numb and inwardly marveled. His strength is damn terrifying.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself."

Seeing the injured Wang Feng, Dai Mubai sneered from the side.

"He took three moves from Teacher Zhao. He's much stronger than a flashy but weak lecherous tiger like you." Ning Rongrong glanced at Wang Feng and spoke at just the right moment.

"You—"

Mocked by Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai shot her a cold glance. However, Ning Rongrong was not afraid in the slightest.

After Wang Feng recovered somewhat, he saw Zhao Wuji still wanted to attack and said, "The three moves are over. You're not going back on your word, are you?"

"Ah, are the three moves over already? How come I didn't know?" Zhao Wuji scratched his head, wearing an innocent expression. Whether he truly did not know, only he himself could say.

"If you want to continue, I'll accompany you to the end." Wang Feng stared coldly at Zhao Wuji. He wanted to see whether this bastard truly had no shame.

"Forget it, forget it."

Zhao Wuji waved his hand, abandoning his intention to attack again. Although he wanted this little fellow to join Shrek Academy, judging from Wang Feng's expression, it was clearly impossible.

"Then I'll be leaving."

Seeing that Zhao Wuji did not intend to attack, Wang Feng turned and left.

Who knew whether Zhao Wuji would strike again later?

As he passed Xiao Wu, he paused. "Xiao Wu, it looks like I can only repay the fight I owe you another time."

"Hmph! So you still remember that you owe me a fight?" Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and glared at Wang Feng with a fierce yet childish expression.

Every time she had challenged Wang Feng in the past, he had refused, and she had never forgotten it.

"Wasn't there never enough time? Besides, I don't study here. But I think we'll have another chance in the future."

After saying that, he walked over to Zhu Zhuqing. "Come outside with me. There's something I want to tell you." Without giving her a chance to refuse, he turned and walked out of Shrek Academy.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Wang Feng with a slightly complicated expression. Hearing his words, she gritted her teeth and followed him.

Although she knew Wang Feng coveted her body, she did not dislike him. Besides, she had still decided to remain at Shrek Academy. She was not someone who gave up easily.

She would treat this as going to say goodbye to him.