A Soul Master Who Doesn't Dare Cause Trouble Isn't a Good Soul Master? Titled Douluo, Charge!

Suotuo City was packed with people watching the lanterns on the main street because of tonight's Lantern Festival. The other, more secluded corners were practically deserted.

Luo Fan and the others, along with the two from Shrek Academy, found a deserted alley.

Luo Fan and Xue Qinghe's group looked perfectly calm.

Oscar, on the other hand, kept glancing between Flender and the others, then at Luo Fan and his companions.

Although he was only eight or nine years old, as the saying went, children from poor families matured early.

Oscar felt that whether it was Flender or the people they had met that evening, they were all good people!

Yet the two sides were going to fight over him?

Hadn't he always been an ignored waste of a martial soul?

"Where did you people come from? You dare snatch someone from Shrek Academy? Today, I'll teach you a lesson and make you understand that you can't be too arrogant. One day, you might kick an iron plate and run into a true powerhouse!"

Zhao Wuji bared his teeth in a grin and glared at Xue Qinghe's group as he spoke.

With the strength of a Soul Sage and a martial soul like the Vigorous Vajra Bear, Zhao Wuji was brimming with confidence!

However, after hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Luo Fan and the others all wore strange expressions.

They were obviously the ones acting arrogantly, yet they were calling others arrogant?

The absurdity of hearing those words from him was simply too great!

"Are you done with the nonsense? If you want to fight, then fight!" Pufferfish Douluo stood before Zhao Wuji and spoke impatiently.

Zhao Wuji felt that his words had been incredibly imposing, but to Pufferfish Douluo, they only made him seem annoyingly loud!

Hearing this, anger flashed across Zhao Wuji's face.

Fine, fine, so you're going to be this arrogant?

Then I'll see how arrogant you can still be later!

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, and the soul rings on his body began to light up.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

There were seven soul rings in total, and they formed the optimal soul-ring configuration. That was Zhao Wuji's confidence.

At the same time, Zhao Wuji stared at the other side with a mocking smile, eagerly anticipating the look on their faces when they saw his soul rings!

However, when Zhao Wuji saw the expressions of Pufferfish Douluo and even Xue Qinghe's group behind him, his face stiffened slightly.

The shock, fear, regret, and fawning he had expected were nowhere to be seen!

Every one of them looked perfectly calm.

Was something wrong with them? He had revealed seven soul rings—the soul rings of a dignified Soul Sage! What did their indifferent expressions mean?

Most importantly, the guard who had stepped forward seemed to have even shown a trace of disdain!

Was he insane? How dare a mere guard show such disdain toward a Soul Sage with seven soul rings?

"What? Where are your soul rings? You don't dare reveal them?" Zhao Wuji looked at Pufferfish Douluo mockingly and spoke.

After a brief pause, Zhao Wuji continued, "Or is it that you don't dare reveal your soul rings at all? You're afraid that once you do, you'll lose even the courage to make a move?"

Flender had remained silent the entire time. At this point, he raised a hand and adjusted the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.

Zhao Wuji's seven soul rings had already been revealed, yet the people on the other side had barely reacted.

That made Flender's heart skip a beat.

Could the other side really have some trump card?

According to the script they had planned, shouldn't the other side have immediately bowed down after seeing the seven soul rings, perhaps even offering compensation?

"Very well. I hope you'll still have the courage to attack after I reveal my soul rings!" Pufferfish Douluo nodded and said.

Immediately afterward, the soul rings on his body began to light up.

Yellow, yellow...

When the first two soul rings lit up, Zhao Wuji let out a disdainful "Tch!"

Purple, purple...

Next, two more soul rings lit up around Pufferfish Douluo.

The disdain on Zhao Wuji's face faded.

A four-ring Soul Elder? Interesting.

But only a little. It wasn't much.

Black, black...

Then two more pitch-black soul rings lit up around Pufferfish Douluo!

Zhao Wuji, who had originally been standing with his arms folded and looking self-satisfied, lowered his arms. His expression also grew much more serious.

A six-ring Soul Emperor? And with the optimal soul-ring configuration?

More importantly, the man before him was merely a guard, right?

A dignified Soul Emperor was actually serving as someone's guard?

Zhao Wuji's eyes covertly flicked toward Xue Qinghe.

Who was this young man? It seemed his background was even more substantial than he had imagined!

Black...

Pufferfish Douluo's seventh soul ring appeared. It was another Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Zhao Wuji became completely serious. Was this a Soul Sage like himself?

Black...

The eighth soul ring lit up!

Zhao Wuji's expression turned somewhat ugly, and his eyes covertly glanced at Flender beside him.

A Soul Douluo?

It seemed Flender and he would have to join forces. Otherwise, they probably wouldn't be able to keep Oscar here!

Besides, he was an assault-type Soul Sage, while Dean Flender was an agility-type Soul Sage. If the two of them coordinated, then even against a Soul Douluo at a higher level, they were not completely without a chance of fighting!

Black!

However, just as Zhao Wuji was frantically thinking about joining forces with Flender for one desperate battle, the final, ninth soul ring appeared!

The appearance of this final soul ring completely crushed Zhao Wuji's backbone!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

Nine soul rings!?

"A Titled Douluo!?"

Sweat seeped across Zhao Wuji's forehead. After swallowing with difficulty, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

Zhao Wuji quickly shot Flender a look.

Help me, Dean!

However, in response to Zhao Wuji's desperate gaze, Flender gave him an expression that said there was nothing he could do.

Come on, it was a Titled Douluo! Just those nine soul rings alone were enough to shatter anyone's confidence.

"I wonder which Titled Douluo has graced us with his presence. Please don't joke around with us juniors!" Seeing that Flender could not help him either, Zhao Wuji gave a slight bow, and his expression became much more respectful.

Pfft!

Seeing Zhao Wuji's appearance, Luo Fan couldn't help laughing aloud.

"Little Brother Luo Fan, this man is really hilarious, isn't he? He's already forgotten everything he said earlier!" Xue Qinghe glanced at Luo Fan. He assumed Luo Fan was laughing at how Zhao Wuji had gone from arrogant to obsequious, with every word he had said earlier coming back to stab him.

After all, he had said things like, "You can't be too arrogant, or you'll kick an iron plate," as well as, "I hope you'll still have the courage to attack after I reveal my soul rings."

Thinking about what he had just said and then looking at him now was truly hilarious!

"Big Brother Qinghe, I'm not laughing at what he said earlier!" After hearing Xue Qinghe's words, Luo Fan shook his head.

That was right. Luo Fan was laughing at Shrek Academy's double standards, not simply at what Zhao Wuji had just said!

What was Shrek Academy's motto?

A soul master who didn't dare cause trouble wasn't a good soul master!

And then? When they encountered people weaker than themselves, they carried that principle out to the very end. They even considered it normal to indulge the academy's students in bullying men and dominating women!

But what happened when they encountered a Titled Douluo?

Could they still act tough?

Look at Zhao Wuji and Flender now. Did they still dare bring up the academy motto?