Eyes Blood-Red, Breathing Like a Bull

Meanwhile, the people from Shrek Academy and Blue Sunshine Academy had already arrived outside the town.

Perhaps because watching a spectacle was human nature.

Their group had drawn quite a crowd.

"You still have time to admit your mistake," Ye Zhiqiu, controlled by Qin Dongdong, said with an unfathomable air.

Dai Mubai gave a cold laugh. "Mistake? What is a mistake, and what is right? The bigger fist is right. Beat us first, then talk."

"Mm, that makes sense." Ye Zhiqiu nodded and turned to his seven students. "None of these people have simple backgrounds. Once I knock them down, beat them as much as you like, so long as you don't kill or cripple them."

"Leave it to us, Teacher Ye." The six male students wore cruel smiles, eager to give it a try. The female student seemed to dislike conflict and looked deeply worried.

"You've got some nerve. Are you talking as if you've already got us in the bag?" Dai Mubai and Tang San stood shoulder to shoulder at the front, sneering at Ye Zhiqiu.

At this moment, the five Battle Soul Masters aside from Ma Hongjun had already summoned their Martial Souls. Oscar had also made plenty of Sausages on the way here. Although Ma Hongjun had lost his fighting strength after getting his balls smashed—

With Chang Gong Miao joining them, their overall strength was no weaker than in their previous lives. In fact, because of their rebirth, they were much stronger.

Whether it was Dai Mubai, Tang San, or anyone else from Shrek, they all firmly believed victory was theirs.

"It's not as if. I already have." Icy blue light flickered in Ye Zhiqiu's palm as his voice sounded beside Tang San and Dai Mubai's ears.

By the time they reacted, they only felt