Who dared to snatch my academy?

"No big problem. In another six months or so, I'll be able to control this form perfectly."

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, feeling the strength within him, and a smile he considered very friendly appeared on his face.

With his current physical strength, even a defensive Titled Douluo would be unable to block his punch without using a powerful defensive Soul Skill.

What was more, at this stage, he was still merely accumulating.

He was accumulating energy solely to fully construct a perfect Indestructible Vajra.

His weight alone already exceeded five hundred jin.

Calling him a humanoid Soul Beast was no exaggeration.

Dai Mubai then left the villa while Oscar quietly cleaned up the kitchen. Only after everything was finished did Oscar head to the academy gates.

As soon as Dai Mubai reached the gates, he saw a nimble, brawny fat fellow sprinting toward him.

"Big brother!"

His voice arrived before he did.

The newcomer was none other than Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun was now a three-ring Soul Elder.

But the ages of his Soul Rings were not even as high as Oscar's.

The reason was simple: whale rubber, of course.

Before his Evil Fire had been cleansed and purified, taking whale rubber to strengthen his physique would have been nothing short of courting death for Ma Hongjun.

Before completely bringing him into the fold, Dai Mubai had not helped Ma Hongjun resolve his Evil Fire problem.

The reason was simple: Ma Hongjun did not stand alone. Flender stood behind him.

It was only recently that Dai Mubai had given Ma Hongjun the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.

For that very reason, the ages of his Soul Rings were actually lower than those of Oscar, a Support Soul Master.

"Big brother, you're finally out of seclusion! I haven't seen you in ages."

Ma Hongjun hurried to Dai Mubai's side and, like a lackey, hastily took a specially made chair out of his Storage Soul Tool and placed it beside him.

"Fatty, don't go running around everywhere lately. Someone might come along in a while to snatch Shrek Academy away from you."

Looking at Ma Hongjun's fawning face, Dai Mubai offered these ambiguous words.

"Snatch my Shrek Academy!"

"Who? Do they have a death wish?"

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately grew furious.

Big brother would never shoot without a target. Since he had said so, he had his reasons.

By now, Ma Hongjun thoroughly regarded the academy as his own property.

How could he allow anyone else to snatch it away?

Shrek Academy now contained not only Dai Mubai's villa and the teaching building and dormitories Flender had built himself, but also the Soul Fighting platform Ma Hongjun had built brick by brick, an extremely lavish-looking gate, and various other facilities.

All of these had been renovated with money he had earned, match after match, at the Soul Fighting Arena.

He had long since regarded the academy as his own.

What, Flender was the dean?

That was no problem at all.

Didn't whatever belonged to his teacher belong to him?

It would be passed down to him sooner or later.

Thus, the moment he heard that someone was coming to snatch away his academy, Ma Hongjun grew furious.

If the newcomer was too powerful for him to beat, didn't he still have his boss?

"What's the hurry? It won't be too late to act once they get here."

Dai Mubai smiled calmly, a powerful aura emanating from his body as he spoke.

Just a trace of pressure was enough to completely extinguish Ma Hongjun's bluster.

Ma Hongjun was a very competent underling, but he often let things go to his head and needed a knock now and then.

As for the person he had said would come to snatch the academy, that was naturally Yu Xiaogang.

In the original story, Yu Xiaogang had seized control of the academy the instant he arrived.

He had even employed methods both openly and covertly, pushing everyone to gather around Tang San while suppressing certain people.

Oscar was the most representative example.

Oscar's first two Soul Skill choices had seemed unremarkable, but they were the best choices for a food-type Soul Master. Yet after Yu Xiaogang appeared, things had changed in flavor.

He had gradually developed in a direction that strayed from that of a food-type Soul Master.

And Shao Xin, who had trained Oscar for years, had simply been kicked out of the circle.

Although, judging by the outcome, there had been nothing wrong with Yu Xiaogang's approach, as they had all attained achievements beyond their own talents because of Tang San.

But that was all Tang San's credit. What did it have to do with Yu Xiaogang?

Where one sat determined how one thought.

When he had planned to possess Dai Mubai, he had never considered making an enemy of Tang San unless it truly became unavoidable.

After all, Tang San was connected to the Asura God King.

That was a safeguard.

But he did not have the slightest fondness for Yu Xiaogang.

And this sort of matter did not require him to handle it himself. His underling Ma Hongjun was the perfect person to charge at the front.

What was more, Ma Hongjun had another identity that no one else possessed: he was Flender's disciple.

"Mubai, from what you're saying, is someone planning to do something to our academy?"

Just then, Zhao Wuji, who was in charge of overseeing the examinations, came up to Dai Mubai.

Zhao Wuji's Soul Power had now reached rank 79, surpassing Flender's. Before long, he would be able to obtain his Eighth Soul Ring and become a Soul Douluo.

This was naturally thanks to Dai Mubai's help.

Of everyone in the academy, Zhao Wuji was the closest to him.

The two were practically sworn buddies.

Of course, there was another crucial reason he was close to Zhao Wuji: Zhao Wuji made a suitable punching bag for sparring with him.

"That's what Xiao'ao deduced. I'm not very clear on the specifics myself."

Without another word, Dai Mubai tossed the blame onto Oscar.

Oscar, who had just arrived, heard Dai Mubai's words, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

His big brother was good in every way, except that he always liked to make him carry the blame.

All those absurd incidents attached to his name had come from big brother dumping the blame on him.

They had landed him in quite a bit of trouble.

But Oscar did not think there was anything wrong with that. Without big brother's help, he would not be who he was today.

Besides, his abilities had also improved rapidly as he dealt with those troubles.

"What brings a sly old schemer like you out to join the fun today?"

Seeing Oscar appear in his field of vision, Ma Hongjun instinctively took a step back.

Although this fellow was only a Support Soul Master, his methods were despicable. Ma Hongjun was genuinely afraid of him.

Normally, if he provoked big brother, big brother would not say much as long as he did not cross the line.

But provoking this fellow was genuinely terrifying.

The fundamental reason the story of him drawing his spear and stabbing tofu skin at the Rose Hotel had spread like wildfire throughout the academy was that he had complained about Oscar's cooking over breakfast.

Then that retaliation had followed.

"All right, someone's here to sign up."

Dai Mubai's voice rang out, instantly drawing everyone's thoughts back.