"What kind of ability is bullying ordinary people?"
Long Aotian had the most straightforward temperament. Seeing Dai Mubai use his status as a Soul Master to bully commoners, his expression had already darkened.
"If you've got the guts, fight me."
"Who?!"
Hearing those words, Dai Mubai turned to look.
His gaze first fell on Long Aotian, sizing him up, then passed over him to Zhu Zhuqing, who stood a little farther back.
Dai Mubai froze.
That familiar figure stood beside an unfamiliar youth, looking calmly at him, her eyes filled with disgust.
Something occurred to Dai Mubai, and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.
Seeing his expression, Zhu Zhuqing also knew what he was thinking, but instead of keeping her distance from Long Aoyu, she moved half a step closer.
It was a small movement, but an immense insult!
In Dai Mubai's eyes, this was no different from putting a cuckold's green hat on his head to his face.
"Zhu Zhuqing."
Dai Mubai's face turned livid, his chest heaving several times before he finally could not hold back his questions. "Who is he? What's your relationship with him?"
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him, her voice icy. "None of your business."
Dai Mubai's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
"You bit-" Furious, Dai Mubai pointed at Zhu Zhuqing.
Crack!
Dai Mubai never finished his words.
Long Aotian stepped forward, reached out with his right hand, seized Dai Mubai's outstretched finger, and mercilessly bent it backward.
"Aaaah!!"
Dai Mubai let out a piercing scream.
With a grating crack of bone, his index finger was snapped clean off and fell to the ground.
Moreover,
the bones in that index finger had been crushed to powder. Even a Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master could not possibly heal an injury like this.
Long Aotian released his grip and stood before him, his gaze icy. "You dare insult my brother's woman? You're courting death."
Hearing this,
Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face flushed slightly. Feeling a little shy, she instinctively looked at Long Aoyu.
"Mubai!" The gray-robed old man had still been sitting behind the wooden table. His expression changed at the sight, and he cried out in alarm.
Li Yusong put down his pen, rose, and immediately released his Martial Soul.
A Dragon Pattern Staff solidified in his hand.
The Dragon Pattern Staff whistled through the air as he swept it toward Long Aotian's waist. "How dare you injure someone at Shrek Academy!"
Long Aotian's expression remained unchanged.
He was just about to strike back when Long Aoyu suddenly appeared in front of him.
Before the Dragon Pattern Staff could sweep into Long Aotian, Long Aoyu appeared before Li Yusong and fired his right fist like a cannonball.
Boom!
This punch carried nothing but raw physical strength.
Li Yusong only managed to raise his staff across himself to block, but both he and the Dragon Pattern Staff were blasted away, crashing heavily to the ground dozens of meters away.
"Pfft-ah!"
Li Yusong spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression incredulous. "How is that possible?"
"I'm a Soul Emperor!"
"Is a Soul Emperor so impressive?"
Without giving him another look, Long Aoyu turned and jabbed out a finger.
"Urrgh..."
A hole was pierced clean through Dai Mubai's right hand. The intense pain nearly made him faint.
Long Aoyu did not stop. He raised his hand and slapped Dai Mubai across the face, the tremendous force sending him flying sideways.
Long Aoyu walked up to him and looked down at Dai Mubai, who lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog.
"Useless trash."
Long Aoyu's voice was flat, as though he were stating a fact.
Then Long Aoyu turned toward Zhu Zhuqing, softening his tone a little. "Zhu Zhuqing, do you want to say anything to him?"
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "No. There's nothing to say."
She had long since become utterly disappointed in Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai heard her words and trembled all over as he lay on the ground.
"I... I was wrong..."
Dai Mubai's voice was hoarse, his tone trembling. "I shouldn't have insulted her. Please... spare me..."
Dai Mubai crawled half a step toward Long Aoyu. "I've already lost the use of one hand. Please spare me..."
Long Aoyu looked down at him and suddenly smiled.
"Gutless bastard."
Long Aoyu raised his leg and viciously kicked Dai Mubai in the crotch.
A dull crunch rang out.
"...Aah!!"
Dai Mubai's body abruptly curled like a shrimp, his pupils contracting sharply. His mouth gaped, but no sound came out. Only after two breaths did he let out a hoarse scream.
Then he lost consciousness completely, lying motionless on the ground.
"Good thing I used Soul Power, or these shoes would've been unwearable."
Long Aoyu looked at Dai Mubai, who had now become a eunuch, then checked his right shoe. Finding nothing stuck to it, he sighed in relief.
"Old Li! Mubai!"
Zhao Wuji, Lu Qibin, and Shao Xin rushed out of Shrek Academy.
"You're courting death!!"
Seeing Li Yusong fallen and Dai Mubai already unconscious, Zhao Wuji, who had the most explosive temper, immediately released his Great Strength Vajra Bear Martial Soul. Seven Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.
"A Soul Saint!"
The parents and children who had originally been lining up to register in the courtyard had all moved away, watching the scene with their mouths agape.
Standing at the edge of the crowd, Tang San held Xiao Wu's hand and took two steps back.
A Soul Saint expert. How will you deal with this?
Tang San thought as he watched Long Aoyu's tall, upright figure.
Under everyone's gaze, Long Aoyu stood motionless. He did not even release his Martial Soul, merely uttering a few words.
"Elder Chen, make your move."
Zhao Wuji froze for a moment. Before he could react, a figure appeared out of thin air.
After appearing, Chen Yuan stood beside Long Aoyu without even releasing his Martial Soul.
With just a slight shift of his thoughts, an immensely powerful Spiritual Pressure spread out from him.
Boom!
Zhao Wuji's knees suddenly buckled, as though a mountain had pressed down on his shoulders. He slammed to his knees, sending up a cloud of dust.
Lu Qibin and Shao Xin behind him were no exception.
The two did not even have time to release their Martial Souls before they fell to their knees.
Li Yusong did not escape either. He lay prostrate, his limbs and head pressed into the ground, leaving deep indentations.
The sight delivered a tremendous visual impact!
The parents and children who had retreated into the distance watched, dumbstruck.
Chen Yuan did not spare Zhao Wuji a glance. He looked toward the distant crowd, his gaze settling on Tang San and Xiao Wu in a corner.
Holding Xiao Wu's hand, Tang San instinctively took two steps back.
Xiao Wu looked panicked, her eyes filled with fear. She hurriedly lowered her head and hid behind Tang San, not daring to come out.
"Come here."
Chen Yuan raised his right hand, spread his fingers slightly, and grasped at the air.
An invisible force enveloped Tang San and Xiao Wu at the same time. Beyond their control, they rose off the ground and flew toward Chen Yuan.
Tang San tried to resist in midair, but it was completely useless.
Xiao Wu could not move either.
In an instant, the two landed before Chen Yuan, firmly bound by Soul Power.
At the same time,
a powerful surge of Soul Power descended from the sky.
A pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer tore through the air, wreathed in violent Soul Power and bearing an astonishing momentum, accompanied by an angry shout:
"Let Xiao San go!"
"You finally couldn't hold back?" Facing this ferocious strike, Chen Yuan showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, a smile appeared on his face.
"Old Jin!"
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