Yan Shaozhe flew into a rage out of humiliation (combined chapter)

"Ah?"

Wang Dong'er's beautiful pink-blue eyes widened in surprise as she watched the three crimson arrows rise into the night sky, streaking across the darkness like fireworks. A hint of shyness crossed her eyes. "Is there a step to watching fireworks? I really like them..."

But in the next instant, Lu Cheng suddenly grabbed their hands, and the two of them, with their toes touching the ground, shot off towards Shrek East City.

Behind Lu Cheng, a dazzling crimson wing bloomed, flapping suddenly and Simulation the wings of a phoenix, transforming into a streak of crimson light that flew towards the sky.

"Huh?" Wang Dong'er was somewhat taken aback.

But then, where the three arrows fell, a terrible wail rang out, and several black-robed figures fled from the dense forest, their bodies covered in dazzling flames, like a bursting flame, before being reduced to ashes with a loud bang.

The girl's vision gradually returned to what was in front of her, her face somewhat stiff.

"Lu Cheng, it seems... there are pursuers?"

More than a dozen figures in black robes rushed in from low altitude, exuding murderous intent, and locked onto the two figures.

"Um."

His handsome face remained expressionless, even somewhat calm and relaxed. Facing the powerful enemy behind him who made her heart pound, he remained as composed as ever.

"Are they catching up soon?" Wang Dong'er asked cautiously.

"Um."

Lu Cheng remained calm.

"Will we die?" Wang Dong'er suddenly asked.

She gradually wrapped her arms around Lu Cheng's neck, letting the wind howl past her ears. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Lu Cheng, and she suddenly felt that she must be sick, because at this moment she had a strange feeling that if she and Lu Cheng were to perish here, it would seem like a wonderful thing...

"Won't."

Lu Cheng frowned slightly. "Quiet."

He patted the girl's bottom in his arms.

The latter let out a muffled groan, her pretty face flushed slightly, and buried her head in Lu Cheng's arms, no longer speaking.

"..."

"You little beast, stop right there and die!"

The middle-aged man at the head of the group, exuding an imposing aura, spoke with a deep voice, tinged with anger. Clearly, they had made ample preparations, but the little beast had still managed to discover them beforehand.

What angered him even more was that with just three arrows, he lost three powerful Soul King.

Even in a surprise attack, even with the arrow so fast it was terrifying, he could only watch helplessly as it pierced through his own men and clansmen, unable to stop it.

"This boy must be killed today!" Xu Geliu's eyes were filled with a hint of gloom.

The Flying Soul Tool behind them sped up even more.

"Heh, only a fool would stop..."

Lu Cheng glanced at the group of pursuers behind him with a light laugh, his eyes playful, but he kept his speed at a distance that was neither too close nor too far. His physical qualities allowed him to use more powerful Flying Soul Tool, so what he was using at the moment was a level seven peak flying bionic Soul Tool.

As for the technology... it was naturally learned from the Sun Moon Empire.

There are so many freebies to be had there.

One example is bionic technology. In the original work, Jing Hongchen once demonstrated Class 9 Flying Soul Tool, indicating that this technology is already quite mature.

Meanwhile, the distance between them and their pursuers was gradually closing.

"Die, you little beast!" Xu Jiangliu's eyes flashed with cold light. He could no longer hold back. The sound of mechanical assembly came from his arm. In just a few seconds, an eighth-level long-range Soul Guidance Ray with three cannons revealed its sharpness in the darkness.

His Martial Soul, the Xuanming Turtle, was too conspicuous. In order not to expose his identity and leave any leverage for the Shrek Academy, he chose to kill his opponent using Soul Tool.

"Buzz..."

"Boom!"

A heatwave swept across the sky.

A terrifying aura swept straight towards Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng barely dodged both attacks.

One of the attacks struck Lu Cheng squarely, sending flames soaring and black smoke billowing. Just as Xu Geliu filled with joy and about to turn back, a figure pierced through the black smoke and fled forward at an even faster speed.

"What?!" Xu Geliu's eyes were blank, but his expression turned even more grim when he saw the fleeting pale blue light behind the other person. "Damn it, it was blocked by the Invincible Shield."

"Keep chasing!"

"..."

Lu Cheng glanced at the murderous crowd behind him, withdrew his wrist, and the "Snow Empress Protection" inscription dimmed. A cold smile played on his lips, "Fools..."

And right now, we're less than two hundred meters from the Shrek City.

Lu Cheng's lips curled into a smile.

His voice was strong and resonant, carrying throughout the entire Shrek City.

"Dean Yan, save me!!!"

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The pursuers behind him were momentarily stunned, and Xu Geliu, who was in the lead, had a drastic change in expression. He looked towards the city wall with a look of fear, and in his blurry vision, there seemed to be several figures there.

Yan Shaozhe, standing atop the city wall, froze, his mind reeling. He had no idea that Lu Cheng had discovered him.

"Dean Yan, if it's because of our past conflict that you're refusing to help me in this situation, then I apologize!" Lu Cheng continued, his tone laced with urgency and barely suppressed resentment and anger.

"..."

Yan Shaozhe's face gradually darkened.

The surrounding city guards looked at him strangely, secretly sizing him up. If he didn't make a move, he would be labeled as "petty and narrow-minded."

Although he is indeed very stingy.

but...

Doesn't Yan Shaozhe have any pride?!

Even in the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ma Xiaotao's bright red figure rushing to the inner courtyard after hearing the commotion, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

This completely puts him on a pedestal.

"Who dares to cause trouble in front of the Shrek Academy?" Even with his dark Yan Shaozhe still managed to swallow his anger and stepped forward, his sharp eyes sweeping over the group of black-robed men lingering behind him.

And then Yan Shaozhe made his move.

The two figures on the top floor of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion also let out a sigh at the same time.

"Still can't hold your temper..." Mu En said with Youyou in his eyes.

"That little guy is clearly bluffing. If Yan Shaozhe continues to play dead and quietly leaves, only a few garrison commanders will know about this, which will be easy to handle. But once he shows up... then this matter will become the talk of the town." Elder Lin sighed.

"Alright, alright, we still need to keep a close eye on things." Mu En's eyes narrowed slightly.

He manipulated his disciple Yan Shaozhe completely.

This kid...

"Damn it! Retreat!"

Xu Geliu a swift decision in the face of danger, abruptly stopping in mid-air and fleeing backward.

Yan Shaozhe was also rather unpleasant.

The moment he made his move, he understood Lu Cheng's intention.

He shouldn't have shown up...

However, once he stepped forward, it only confirmed the fact that the dean of Shrek Martial Soul Department was "extremely petty," and now he couldn't explain himself even if he was right.

"These beasts..." Yan Shaozhe's face grew increasingly cold.

Looking at the several figures fleeing rapidly opposite him, if it weren't for these good-for-nothings who exposed their whereabouts beforehand, preventing even that little beast from revealing his trump card, he wouldn't be in this predicament.

Although his eyes held resentment and anger, there was no murderous intent.

After all, Shrek Academy had no intention of completely offending the Black Tortoise Sect, especially because of this little beast who had schemed against him.

"Death is inevitable, but punishment is unavoidable."

Yan Shaozhe whispered.

Behind him, the Bright Phoenix Martial Soul was fully revealed, showcasing his Level 95 Super Douluo combat power. He glanced indifferently at the dozen or so black-robed figures who were about to flee, and with a wave of his hand, those figures froze in mid-air, as if they had been frozen.

A brilliant, holy light descended upon them, yet the latter's faces showed extreme terror.

Let the inspection team interrogate them, and then I'll secretly release them myself, as a way of giving the Black Tortoise Sect face.

The Black Tortoise Sect is quite accomplished in alchemy. Although its overall strength is not strong, it is still a local power in the Heavenly Soul Empire. We will make the Black Tortoise Sect bleed money to make up for its losses.

Yan Shaozhe's expression softened slightly.

At least tonight, I've already lost money, not even counting my underwear.

They still managed to save face.

But the next moment...

Lu Cheng couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

With a long arrow drawn, several arrows shot out unexpectedly towards the black-robed men, so fast that even Yan Shaozhe couldn't react in time.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

A wail echoed throughout the entire world.

Even Xu Geliu, who was in the lead, did not show any of the power of a Soul Douluo before a crimson arrow pierced his head. His brains were burned to ashes by the scalding flames, and his hood and head were blown apart, leaving only a black-robed figure falling downwards as if he had lost his balance.

Yan Shaozhe: "..."

The latter was completely flushed, his face cold, staring intently at Lu Cheng not far away.

The latter was wielding an ice sword, severing the body of a Soul Saint.

"Clatter~"

He became a 2.5 Soul Saint.

"Lu Cheng! What the hell are you doing?!" Yan Shaozhe was about to explode, his anger reaching its peak, and he gritted his teeth as he shouted each word angrily.

"Huh?" Lu Cheng's body stiffened, his eyes flashing with a mixture of confusion, helplessness, and grievance.

"You mean, you want to control these enemies and then let me finish them off myself?"

"..."

Yan Shaozhe clenched his fists, and several dark lines appeared on his forehead.

I was about to retort, but then I suddenly realized that what this kid said made a lot of sense...

After all, it was an attack on Shrek disciples in public, and it happened Shrek City. Killing them on the spot would not have been wrong. Now, it seems to outsiders that Yan Shaozhe controlled these assassins and sent Lu Cheng to finish them off.

Grass!

"Then you didn't leave any survivors either!" Yan Shaozhe suppressed his anger, trying to turn the tables.

"One was left."

Lu Cheng coughed twice.

Grabbing the head of the 2.5 Soul Saint, he said, "With Elder Zhuang around, he won't die anytime soon."

Yan Shaozhe: "..."

Looking at the headless corpse of the leader, he realized that his plan to befriend the Black Tortoise Sect and gain some benefits from it had completely fallen through. A few days ago, Xiaotao killed one of the sect's elders, and today, he was "cooperating" with Lu Cheng to kill these Black Tortoise Sect members.

The result is obvious...

He instead incurred a deadly enmity with the Black Tortoise Sect.

The kind of irreconcilable enmity.

After all, Soul Douluo- level powerhouse is most likely a high-ranking elder or similar figure within their sect.

Yan Shaozhe's face twitched.

This backfired spectacularly and was definitely not his intention.

But if he were to explain... that would be a poor choice. As the dean of the Martial Soul Department, how could he possibly bow and scrape before the Black Tortoise Sect to beg for forgiveness? And since the sect elder had died, how could they easily forgive him?

There is no solution to this situation.

"I must thank you for this, teacher!" Ma Xiaotao appeared in a hurry. Seeing that Lu Cheng was unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yan Shaozhe with some gratitude in her eyes.

The latter's face darkened further. He took a deep breath and forced a smile, "It's alright, it's my duty as the dean."

"Check if he's injured. I'm going back now." Yan Shaozhe didn't even want to look at Lu Cheng at this moment. Carrying half of the body of a 2.5 Soul Saint, he disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Lu Cheng smiled.

He's probably going to hide somewhere and cough up blood.

This time, Dean Yan lost everything, not even his underwear.

It's not that it's that serious, it's purely about winning people over psychologically. Yan Shaozhe is someone who values his reputation highly, and being teased like this time and time again, he's probably suffering internal injuries from holding it in.

"Are you alright?!"

Ma Xiaotao, with her carefree personality, paid no attention to such petty thoughts. Her mind and eyes were entirely focused on Lu Cheng. His two imposing figures were extremely intimidating, towering and blocking her view, while his delicate hands roamed over his body, checking for his injuries.

Several minutes later, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who is it? Tonight, I'll bring the Inspection Corps and make sure they're never left in the dark!" Ma Xiaotao's crimson phoenix eyes were filled with ferocity, and her aura was quite imposing. Behind her, there were also some Inspection Corps disciples who had been alerted and rushed over, looking at the unharmed Lu Cheng with surprise.

A tall, beautiful, aloof woman with a cold and aloof demeanor glanced at Lu Cheng with a surprised look.

Those on the other side were all powerful experts at the Soul Saint and Soul Douluo realms. With such a formidable lineup, if it were any of the inner court disciples, they would probably only be able to offer their necks for slaughter. Let alone struggle to get Dean Yan's rescue, they would probably be silenced in an instant.

And this guy...

Despite having a burden to carry, they managed to break through the encirclement.

They can even turn the tables and win with ease.

and...

Ling Luochеn glanced at the corpses collected by the members of the Inspection Corps. Among them, the half-body of the Soul Saint was still stained with a familiar elemental power.

The Ultimate Ice!

This is the Martial Soul she has always dreamed of.

Meanwhile, a burly young man in the distance narrowed his eyes and glanced at Lu Cheng's figure.

I never expected that the great demon king of the outer courtyard would be so monstrous.

It seems they'll be participating in the next Continental Soul Master Tournament together. I wonder if that's a blessing or a curse...

P. S.: I'll definitely write 10,000 words tomorrow!!