Shocked Once Again

As the dishes were served,

the entire Shrek Academy group split into two tables.

Feng Yang, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing sat at one table.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar sat at the other.

"Master, order whatever you want. My treat," Ning Rongrong said generously.

"Then I won't hold back."

"Mhm, mhm."

Feng Yang picked up the menu as well.

He did not stand on ceremony with the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"The dean has rules. Teachers aren't allowed to take advantage of students," Oscar muttered.

"She's the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She's loaded," Ma Hongjun said.

"Hmph, what the hell is there to show off about?" Dai Mubai said unhappily.

It could be said

that Feng Yang had them completely cowed. No matter how unhappy they were, they only dared to mutter under their breath.

Even when the eight members of Canghui Academy swaggered inside, they had no interest in paying them any attention.

Only Ma Hongjun, unable to suppress the wicked fire within him, stared at the young girl among the Canghui Academy group, his eyes shining brightly.

"That chick is really pretty."

The others all looked over.

That girl did indeed have some looks.

At twenty years old, she had outgrown the girlish air about her and possessed a more mature charm.

Eight people entered at once, and with the owner bowing and scraping to welcome them, they naturally caught Feng Yang's attention.

He had originally thought Dai Mubai would be the first to start trouble because of their arrogance.

But unexpectedly—

"She's not bad, but I'm not in the mood right now."

"Then I'll go strike up a conversation." Ma Hongjun rose from his seat as he spoke and headed toward the girl.

Yet, once again, no one expected it.

The girl's gaze landed on Feng Yang, and she immediately broke into a delighted smile, overjoyed.

"Master!!"

With a loud cry, she excitedly rushed over to Feng Yang.

Then she dropped directly to her knees.

"Liu Yueyue pays respects to Master."

Her manner was exceedingly respectful.

This scene left everyone present utterly stunned.

Feng Yang had disciples even before coming to Shrek Academy?

And one of them was from Canghui Academy?

The girl before them was one of Feng Yang's disciples, and her aptitude was only 55.

"There's no need for such a grand gesture. Get up quickly," Feng Yang said.

"Mhm, Master, I never thought I'd run into you here."

"Yeah. When we last parted, weren't you already level 30 and had obtained a Soul Ring? Why have you come to the Star Dou Great Forest?"

"Mhm, I came with these classmates of mine. Their aptitudes are all quite good."

The two began chatting casually.

This scene truly displeased several people from Canghui Academy.

"Master?"

"That kid doesn't even look older than our school beauty, does he?"

"She actually knelt to him!"

"Our teacher asked her to take him as her master so many times, but she refused. And now this has happened—how embarrassing is that?"

That was indeed the case.

"Hmph."

The bespectacled teacher from Canghui Academy snorted coldly.

He was the most displeased of them all.

He felt deeply humiliated.

That kid was so young, while he himself was nearly fifty.

Did such a contrast mean that he was inferior to that brat?

"Liu Yueyue."

He called out unhappily.

Liu Yueyue looked back and came to her senses.

"Oh, oh, oh, Teacher, this is the master I've often told you about. Although he's young and his level isn't particularly high, he has helped me tremendously. The Self-Created Soul Skill that took me two months to comprehend was taught to me by him."

She introduced the bespectacled middle-aged man.

Two months to comprehend a Soul Skill?

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance.

The former could not hold back her laughter.

"Hello," Feng Yang greeted him softly.

But the middle-aged teacher did not appreciate it.

"Hmph." He snorted again. "Today, I'd like to see just how capable this master of yours really is."

The bespectacled middle-aged man spoke darkly.

He had no intention of making friends at all.

The next second—

Bang!

He stomped heavily.

His martial soul emerged.

A turtle shell covered his entire body, and a green turtle shell appeared on his back.

Clang.

Soul Rings began to pulse around him.

White.

Yellow.

Yellow.

Purple.

Purple.

The ordinary people in the restaurant cried out in amazement.

No matter how mediocre a Soul Master might be, in the eyes of ordinary people, they were extraordinary beings.

Seeing this,

Liu Yueyue began to grow nervous.

The other students from Canghui Academy all lifted their chins proudly. They clearly wanted to see Liu Yueyue's so-called master make a fool of himself.

The master of our school beauty?

And she even knelt to you?

You think you deserve that?

The happiest ones were Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun. All four wore delighted expressions and shouted excitedly.

"He's a level 58 Soul King!!"

"Three levels higher than Feng Yang's level 55."

"Hahaha, now this will be entertaining."

"Feng Yang will be beaten flat on the ground any moment now!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who rarely spoke, took in their expressions completely.

She could not help but snort coldly.

"Teacher, don't treat my master like this!!" Liu Yueyue cried nervously.

A month ago,

when the two had parted, Feng Yang had only been level 43. Though he was already considered a genius among his peers, there was still a considerable gap between him and level 58. He could not possibly be a match for him.

But the more Liu Yueyue begged, the more excited the turtle-shell man became.

"I must let you see just how worthless your master is!"

He clearly looked determined to beat Feng Yang up.

Just as most people were ready to watch the show,

"Is that so?"

Feng Yang rose from his chair.

He looked utterly calm.

Only his eyes revealed a trace of disdain for the turtle-shell man before him.

"Then let me see just how worthless I am."

Buzz.

Blue Flame began boiling around his entire body.

Scorching heat instantly spread in every direction.

"What kind of martial soul is that?"

"So hot!"

"I feel like I'm about to catch fire."

At such close range, ordinary people simply could not endure it.

Within mere seconds, sweat poured from their heads.

Clang—

His Soul Rings began to pulse as well.

The first was purple.

The second was black.

The third was black.

The fourth was black.

The fifth was black.

The sixth was black.

"What?!"

"What?!"

"How is that possible?!"

"How is that possible?!"

Everyone present

stared wide-eyed in utter disbelief!

The Canghui Academy group began shouting in alarm.

"S-Six Soul Rings!"

"H-He's already level 60!!"

"How is that possible? He looks so young!"

"And his second ring is a black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

"Isn't that a little too outrageous?"

"Absurd! This is utterly absurd!!"

"When he fought us a few days ago, he was only level 55. Today, he's already risen to level 61?"

"What kind of monster is he?"

"And from the second ring onward, they're black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!"

"The pressure from that sixth ring alone feels like it's about to suffocate me."

Dai Mubai, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar all cried out.

"Master."

Liu Yueyue, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all had their eyes shining as they murmured.

Their hearts were filled with admiration!