"What a Taotie Douluo! What a Xuan Zi!"
Xu Jiawei's voice was icy, the words practically squeezed through his teeth.
Had Xuan Zi not been so powerful, and his position within Shrek Academy so exceptional and exalted, he would have dearly loved to dispatch Dai Hao immediately to arrest him and bring him to justice, then behead him as a public example.
After all, Xuan Zi had slaughtered not only Shrek Academy's opponents, but the hopes of their Star Luo Empire.
Because of Shrek, the geniuses of the Heavenly Soul, Star Luo, and Dou Ling Empires had already left their homelands in droves to study there.
There were precious few geniuses who remained in their own countries and could become Soul Ancestors, or even Soul Kings, before the age of twenty.
Yet today, Xuan Zi had killed fourteen of them in one fell swoop, along with a Soul Douluo who could have been a pillar of the nation.
Just tallying the losses left Xu Jiawei so heartsick he could hardly breathe.
Who knew how many of those children might have become Soul Douluos, or how many might have become Titled Douluos, had they been allowed to develop normally?
Or how many might have become Level 6 or Level 7 Soul Engineers?
Perhaps one Soul Saint would not make much difference to an empire.
But a Level 7 Soul Engineer was a strategic weapon.
Making a single Level 7 fixed-mounted soul cannon shell took only a few days...
"Your Majesty, should we release the news about Xuan Zi now and make it public, so everyone under heaven knows of his crimes?"
Dai Hao could not help asking.
Xu Jiawei shook his head. "Not for now. Even if we do this, we must wait until the Soul Master Tournament ends. Otherwise, the