What Should We Name Our Team?

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang, known as the Grandmaster, was also filled with shock.

The Might of One Sword had nearly scared the wits out of him.

What kind of Self-Created Soul Skill could be so breathtakingly extraordinary?

Even a growable External Soul Bone could not withstand a single round?

At this moment, even the Grandmaster began to doubt his own core theories...

Amid the dead silence, Chen Feng spoke with a smile.

"Do you still want to continue?"

The usually knowledgeable Grandmaster stared blankly, his mind completely empty.

The subsequent training plan had long since been thrown out of his mind.

As for his disciple Tang San, he had just climbed to his feet. His eyes were filled with despondency, and his heart churned violently.

How had this happened?

Chen Feng's strength had shattered his previous pride!

His newly acquired third soul skill and Soul Bone were simply not worth mentioning compared to Chen Feng's methods.

At this moment, Chen Feng swept his gaze across the crowd, taking in everyone's reactions before saying loudly,

"Since our teacher isn't saying anything, I'll say a few words."

"Actual combat is the best way to improve one's strength."

"So, let's go to Suotuo City and fight."

After saying that, he beckoned to Xiao Wu and turned to head outside.

"Stop!" The Grandmaster came back to his senses and shouted sternly, "I am your instructor now, and you will follow my training plan!"

Chen Feng turned back and sneered. "Do you think you're qualified?"

With things having reached this point, he no longer bothered to hide his true intentions.

The Grandmaster narrowed his eyes and said slowly,

"Since you refuse to follow my arrangements, go do whatever you want!"

"But let me make this clear first: I will report everything truthfully to the dean!"

Hearing the Grandmaster's calm words, devoid of any emotion, Chen Feng's gaze turned cold. "So, you're threatening me?"

"You may understand it that way," the Grandmaster said unhurriedly.

Chen Feng smiled, took Xiao Wu's hand, and turned his gaze toward Dai Mubai and the others.

"Those who want to stay and train can do so. I won't stop you."

"Those who want to go to the Soul Arena with me are welcome as well."

After saying that, he did not spare the others another glance. He turned with Xiao Wu and headed out of the academy.

A strange glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes, and a trace of struggle crossed his face.

He did not want to offend either the Grandmaster or Chen Feng.

But on second thought, hadn't he come to Shrek Academy precisely to become stronger?

That made the choice easy.

On one side were the Grandmaster with his useless martial soul and Tang San with his Blue Silver Grass.

On the other was Chen Feng, who came from the Seven Kill Sword Sect and whose grandfather was a Rank-96 Titled Sword Douluo.

And Chen Feng's own strength had broken the history of this continent!

The next moment, Dai Mubai's gaze became increasingly resolute, and he too headed out of the academy.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, she also yearned greatly to become stronger and followed Dai Mubai outside.

Ma Hongjun darted his small eyes from side to side and said,

"Grandmaster, I'll go bring them back!"

With that, he immediately took off running.

Oscar, meanwhile, looked toward Ning Rongrong.

In truth, for someone with a food-type martial soul like him, it seemed there was not much difference in choosing either side.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face had gone pale with anger as she cried out,

"Outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!"

"Does Chen Feng think the academy is his home? Can he just do whatever he wants?"

With her Little Witch temperament, how could she possibly follow Chen Feng?

In the blink of an eye, only Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar remained.

The Grandmaster said in a low voice, "Chen Feng refuses to listen to instruction. Sooner or later, he'll regret it!"

The dissatisfaction in his heart had reached its peak.

Although Yu Xiaogang himself had a useless martial soul, he had always regarded himself as the Grandmaster.

Now that someone had questioned his authority, how could he possibly be in a good mood?

What was more, Chen Feng had even stolen his disciple's girlfriend!

"Teacher, it's because I'm not strong enough." Tang San looked somewhat dejected.

For some reason, every time he thought he had become capable enough, Chen Feng would always crush him!

Especially this time, even his teacher had been humiliated along with him!

Deep in Tang San's heart, he had completely placed Chen Feng in the position of an enemy!

In other words, the other party was courting death!

Hearing this, the Grandmaster's expression became stern as he replied,

"Do you remember what I said?"

"In this world, there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters."

"I believe in your talent!"

Ning Rongrong hurriedly echoed him.

"That's right! Third Brother!"

"We all know your talent. The inventions of those hidden weapons are not something ordinary people could ever come up with!"

Hidden weapons like the Godly Zhuge Crossbow seemed as though they had been made specifically for support-type Soul Masters!

Hearing Ning Rongrong state her position, Oscar said timidly,

"Chen Feng is indeed strong, but his personality is too domineering. Sooner or later, he'll regret it!"

In his view, being able to attach himself to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had originally been such an enormous blessing for Chen Feng.

How could he leave the sect?

Even if he did not want to befriend them, there was no need to become enemies!

What they did not know was that...

Because of this simple little conflict, Shrek Academy's future had begun heading down an entirely different path!

Meanwhile...

Chen Feng and the others were walking along a country road.

Yu Xiaogang's targeting of him today had also filled him with anger.

Now that he had humiliated the other man in front of everyone, the feeling was unbelievably satisfying!

Xiao Wu, however, looked hesitant, as though she wanted to speak but could not bring herself to.

"What is it?" Chen Feng turned and asked.

"It feels like what we did wasn't very good..." Xiao Wu said softly.

For some reason, she felt that Chen Feng's way of doing things was somewhat overbearing.

There had been no need to take things this far!

They were only supposed to undergo training.

What was the big deal?

Hearing this, Chen Feng teased her.

"Why have you changed today?"

"With your temper, don't you usually flare up at the slightest provocation?"

"I..." Xiao Wu said awkwardly, "The Grandmaster and Third Brother aren't actually that bad."

She had known Tang San for many years, and their friendship ran deep.

Chen Feng was her boyfriend, so naturally she did not want to see the two sides clash.

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

"I know, but cultivation philosophies are difficult to change."

"I believe the Grandmaster and Little San will slowly come to understand."

In truth, he understood better than anyone else.

By now, under his influence, Shrek Academy had already begun to stray from its original course of development.

The conflict between him and Tang San's master and disciple pair had become one of life and death!

It was only that none of it had yet been completely laid bare.

Xiao Wu nodded forcefully.

"Mhm! Feng Ge, I knew you were the best!"

Seeing Xiao Wu's obedient expression, Chen Feng affectionately rubbed her forehead.

Then he wrapped an arm around her slender, alluring waist and said,

"Don't overthink it."

"Tell me, now that we're both Soul Elders, what should we name our team when we do 2v2 later?"

Before Xiao Wu could answer, Dai Mubai said in surprise from the other side,

"Huh? Feng Ge, you really won't consider it?"

"I think Dust Wind White Tiger sounds pretty good too!"