The Angry, Humiliated Master and Disciple

"Why?"

Tang San shouted furiously. Of course, he knew what Zhao Wuji was thinking.

But he simply refused to accept it!

He did not believe he had done anything wrong.

Was it wrong for him to want to enter this place based on his own strength?

Just because he did not get along with Bai Ye?

Just because Bai Ye had become a Soul Ancestor at twelve?

Just because Bai Ye's Soul Rings were purple, purple, black, black?

The teachers of this academy were truly snobbish.

At that moment, he could not help questioning whether his teacher had made the right arrangement in sending him here.

But there was no denying that Zhao Wuji's actions had left him with an extremely poor first impression of Shrek Academy.

Faced with Tang San's questioning, Zhao Wuji said nothing. He merely stared into his eyes, trying to make him retreat in the face of difficulty.

After all, he was a Soul Sage. He still had some psychological reservations about attacking a child.

Seeing that the atmosphere was off, Xiao Wu hurriedly spoke up. "Teacher Zhao, Little San is still young. Please don't hold it against him."

As she spoke, she also gave Tang San a look.

After all, Tang San had been her little brother for six years.

Seeing Sister Xiaowu's concern for him, Tang San's emotions eased somewhat. But when he saw Sister Xiaowu give Bai Ye another look, his eyes seemed to spit fire as he shouted inwardly, Sister Xiaowu, don't beg him! At worst, I'll leave!

At this moment, Dai Mubai and the others all looked toward Bai Ye.

If anyone could make Zhao Wuji change his mind, it could only be Bai Ye, a monster among monsters.

"Teacher Zhao, since Little San has said so much, give him a chance." Bai Ye spoke calmly. In the original story, Tang San had been able to defeat Zhao Wuji with hidden weapons alone.

Of course, Zhao Wuji had not gotten serious. If he had, it would not have been called the fourth test.

Moreover, Bai Ye had another purpose in coming to Shrek Academy: preventing Tang San from obtaining the External Soul Bone.

If Tang San did not join Shrek Academy, who knew whether he might encounter some other great opportunity? Keeping him within sight and letting things proceed more or less as they had in the original story was the right choice.

As for being overturned, Bai Ye was confident that would not happen.

"Fine." Zhao Wuji smiled at Bai Ye and agreed, then turned to Tang San with a stern expression.

"Resist my attacks for the time it takes an incense stick to burn." Zhao Wuji's voice turned cold.

As he spoke, he lit an incense stick and planted it in the ground.

Clearly, the test had begun.

Tang San instantly readied himself. Although the injuries Bai Ye had inflicted had not fully healed, he was still confident he could hold out with his hidden weapons.

Yet in the next instant, something no one expected happened. Zhao Wuji showed no mercy whatsoever, using the strength of a Soul Sage to send Tang San flying with a single slap.

Tang San was dumbfounded as he flew through the air.

Bullying the weak was one thing, but he was actually using his full strength?

If he truly did not want Tang San to join, he could have just said so. Why did he have to do this?

Wasn't this just bullying an honest man?

Two and a half seconds later, Tang San hit the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood before glaring viciously at Zhao Wuji.

"This isn't fair!" Tang San shouted with all his strength. Dai Mubai and the others felt the same way.

Even Bai Ye felt Zhao Wuji had gone too far.

He had clearly stated that Tang San could join, yet Zhao Wuji was still doing this. Wasn't this a slap in his face?

That thought surfaced in Bai Ye's mind before he dismissed it. He could tell Zhao Wuji cared deeply about his opinion, so there was only one explanation for what had happened: Zhao Wuji had misunderstood the meaning behind his earlier words.

"Fair? What right do you have to talk about fairness?" Zhao Wuji sneered as he walked over to Tang San. "Let me tell you, there is no fairness in this world. Or rather, only those with the bigger fists get to speak of fairness."

As he said this, Zhao Wuji shook his enormous fist.

At that moment, Tang San wanted nothing more than to kill Zhao Wuji.

If Tang Hao had witnessed this from the shadows, he might truly have helped Tang San fulfill that wish.

But at this moment, Tang Hao had been beaten so badly by three Titled Douluo working together that no one knew where he had fled to and passed out.

"Zhao Wuji, you won't let me join Shrek because you think I'm trash compared to him. If it weren't for my teacher's arrangements, I would never have come here."

"You think Shrek Academy is strong, but I'm still young. I have plenty of time! That's right, I may indeed be considered trash now, but what makes you think I can't rise again in the years to come? For my teacher's sake, let me offer you a few words of advice: thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never despise a poor young man!"

Tang San climbed to his feet and spoke while staring into Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Zhao Wuji's face darkened, then he burst into laughter. "Good! Well said. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—but what if you don't live to see thirty years from now?"

As his words fell, Zhao Wuji's smile vanished, and he moved to kill Tang San.

Though Tang San had just delivered such a speech, he was still terrified in the face of death. He instinctively cried out.

"Dad, save me!"

Just then, a voice rang out, stopping Zhao Wuji's next move.

"Stop!"

Looking over, they saw a middle-aged man with a stiff face and a flat haircut standing nearby.

The newcomer was Tang San's teacher, Yu Xiaogang.

"Are you his father?" Zhao Wuji stopped, watching Yu Xiaogang warily. Since he did not know Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power rank, he instinctively treated him as an opponent of the same level.

"I'm his teacher." Yu Xiaogang shook his head, then quickly came to Tang San's side and shielded him behind himself.

Before Zhao Wuji could ask anything, Yu Xiaogang struck first.

"Does Flender know you're doing this?"

As he spoke, he swept his gaze across everyone present. When he saw Bai Ye, his expression became extremely unnatural. On the way here, he had heard everyone discussing the matter.

At first, he had not believed it. But seeing Tang San's miserable state now, how could he possibly still not understand?

"Teacher." Tang San hugged Yu Xiaogang, tears in his eyes and grievance written all over his face.

Yu Xiaogang's heart ached at the sight, because he had already come to regard Tang San as his own son.

"Who are you?" Zhao Wuji answered with a question.

"Everyone calls me Grandmaster." Yu Xiaogang replied, suppressing his anger.

"What Grandmaster? Never heard of you." Zhao Wuji relaxed.

"You!" Yu Xiaogang was enraged, but Zhao Wuji was angry as well.

So Zhao Wuji attacked again and beat Yu Xiaogang into a pig-headed mess.

To be honest, he had only held back because Yu Xiaogang knew Flender from the original story. Otherwise, he would have hit him even harder.

"Take your disciple and get lost. Shrek does not welcome either of you!" Zhao Wuji said coldly. Then, as if remembering something, he added to Tang San.

"Little San, I'll wait for you to come find me thirty years from now."

Tang San's face twitched furiously, and Yu Xiaogang did not look much better.

"What's going on?"

Just then, Flender arrived. At a glance, he recognized Yu Xiaogang, who had been beaten into a pig-headed state.

"Xiaogang, why are you here?"

"And who did this? Who beat you like this?"