Xuan Zi Went All Out Yet Again

As the final bell rang, the entire Star Luo Plaza descended into chaos. The shouts, chatter, and curses of the spectators mingled together, like a pot of boiling porridge that couldn't be stirred up no matter how hard you tried.

The Shrek players walked back to the rest area dejectedly to rest, their steps heavy as if filled with lead.

Ma Xiaotao slumped into a chair, the Evil Fire in her body extinguished, leaving only black marks from the meth poison's corrosion, with purplish-black veins winding beneath her skin as if they might burst at any moment.

Her eyes were vacant, her pupils unfocused, as if she had lost her soul; she didn't even respond when Bei Bei called her.

Bei Bei held onto Jiang Nannan's stretcher, his fingernails digging so hard they dug into the wooden edge of the stretcher, blood seeping from his fingertips and flowing down the wood grain, but he was completely unaware.

His eyes were fixed on the backs of the Sun Moon Team, the killing intent in his eyes almost tangible, as if he wanted to devour them.

Huo Yuhao had just woken up when he heard the news that He Caitou had been taken away and Shrek had admitted defeat. A metallic taste rose in his throat, his vision went black, and he fainted again.

Wang Dong frantically helped him up, tears streaming down her face, landing on Huo Yuhao's pale face and burning his heart with pain.

The Sun Moon Team chatted and laughed as they walked back to the rest area, the atmosphere as relaxed as if they were going on a picnic.

Bao Liang walked at the front, hands in his pockets, a signature lazy smile on his lips.

Meng Hongchen linked arms with him; the icy shards in her silver hair hadn't melted yet, swaying gently with each step, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Hongchen was bragging to Ma Rulong and Ji Juechen in the back, vividly describing how Bao Liang Liang's kick that sent Jiang Nannan flying was, gesturing with his hands as if it were real.

Lin Xi and Chen Fei quietly packed up their Soul Tool, smiles on their faces, occasionally interjecting with a comment.

Of course, Ji Juechen's expression was unpleasant.

Because he hadn't had his fill of fighting yet, and hadn't even managed to break Dai Yueheng's lead before the match was forcibly stopped, he was so frustrated that he could kill two Evil Sword Immortal.

He held the Sword of Judgment, its tip scraping the ground and sending sparks flying, muttering, "I should have held back. I should have just killed him."

"Honestly, why is there so much trouble over a fight..."

This time, the match was called off differently because too many unexpected events occurred— Xu Sanshi died suddenly on the spot, He Caitou, and Xu Jiawei stormed off the stage in anger...

The Star Luo Empire officially suspended today's matches, and the remaining individual matches and 2-2-3 duels were forcibly rescheduled for tomorrow.

Of course, if the Shrek Team decides to give up and doesn't want to play anymore, then tomorrow will be the awards ceremony for the champion, runner-up, and third-place teams.

Back in the hotel's private conference room, Jing Hongchen locked He Caitou in a specially made soul-guided prison cell. The walls of that cell were covered with sealing formations that even Titled Douluo couldn't break.

Turning to Bao Liang, he laughed, "You really gave Shrek Academy a good slap in the face this time. I bet that Immortality Xuan Zi is so angry he won't be able to eat for three days."

"It would be best if he died of anger! Who told him to come and capture our A-Liang! He deserved it!" Meng Hongchen said angrily, puffing out her cheeks like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Bao Liang shrugged and sat down in the chair. Xiao Hongchen handed Bao Liang a cup of hot milk, Bao Liang naturally took and drank a sip, not even wiping the milk residue off his lips.

"Grandpa Jing, what should we do with He Caitou? Should we give him to Xu Tianran?"

"Yes, once he's healed, we'll send him back to the Sun Moon Empire and hand him over to His Majesty." Jing Hongchen nodded. "After all, he's the former Crown Prince, His Majesty's cousin; we can't afford to take action against him privately."

"However... His Majesty will give him a quick death."

"Hey kid, at least show some respect for His Highness, and be a little more polite with your words."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say... But this is perfect, it saves me the trouble of doing it myself."

Bao Liang smiled indifferently. Although he hated traitors, he was too lazy to deal with them himself, so it was fine to leave it to Xu Tianran.

"By the way, A-Liang, what was that Spiritual Detection Sharing thing you were talking about earlier?" Meng Hongchen leaned closer curiously, her silver eyes blinking, her long eyelashes brushing against Bao Liang's face. "When did you learn a mental-type Soul Skill? How come I didn't know?"

"Oh, that one." Bao Liang pointed to his right eye, the eerie blue flame in his True Eye of the Evil King flickering faintly. "This is the ability I just copied from Huo Yuhao's in the Shrek Team."

"That kid's been up to no good. He's been using this Soul Skill since before the match even started, and I just happened to figure out his Spiritual Detection Sharing, so I copied it."

"Now our team can clear the entire map, so we don't have to worry about being ambushed anymore."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Meng Hongchen excitedly grabbed Bao Liang's arm so tightly that Bao Liang felt a pain. "Really? Really? A-Liang, you're amazing! Come here, let your sister give you a kiss~"

"Sister Meng, stop fooling around."

Bao Liang laughed and dodged away.

After all, there are still people around. If no one were there, he might actually let Meng Hongchen kiss him and maybe pat his head or something.

Xiao Hongchen curled his lip and complained, "Can you two consider the feelings of single people? Also, my forging problem is solved. After absorbing the Three-Legged Golden Toad Soul Ring, my Soul Power attribute is perfectly compatible with forging."

"I can now reliably forge Level 8 Soul Tool. After some more practice back home, Level 9 Soul Tool won't be a problem either, and maybe even Spirit Forging... When we get back, I'll definitely get you that real Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment you've been talking about."

"That's great!"

Bao Liang's eyes lit up even more. The pseudo- Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment was the weapon he most often forged using his Second Soul Skill, Molten Fire Thousandfold Forging.

If Xiao Hongchen could really create it for him... it doesn't have to be too realistic, as long as he can withstand its creation, then Bao Liang would be confident in unleashing the power of the True Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment. At that time, who would dare to confront him head-on?

Meanwhile, inside the Shrek Academy meeting room, Xuan Zi was throwing a tantrum.

"Wang Yan! Explain to me what you mean by 'Our Shrek wiped out three of our players in one match'!"

Xuan Zi's aura as a Level 98 Super Douluo pressed down on Wang Yan without reservation, making Wang Yan unable to straighten his head, his glasses frame was embedded in the bridge of his nose, and his nose was about to bleed.

"Jiang Nannan is seriously injured, Xu Sanshi is dead, and now He Caitou has been found out to be the former Crown Prince of the Sun Moon Sect who was taken away by Jing Hongchen... Wang Yan, explain to me how you lead your troops!"

Wang Yan was so overwhelmed that he couldn't speak at all; his face turned bright red, and his breathing was whistling.

The others also rushed forward to plead for Wang Yan.

"Xuan Zi, please calm down. Teacher Wang Yan has already done his best."

Bei Bei rushed forward, wanting to help Wang Yan share some of the pressure, but was so overwhelmed by Xuan Zi's aura that she knelt on the ground, her knees cracking with a "crack," probably shattered.

"Yes, Xuan Zi, please calm down. The most important question now is whether we should continue fighting." Wang Dong echoed this sentiment, his voice trembling with emotion.

"Xuan Zi, please find someone to save Sister Xiaotao. Her condition is very serious," Huo Yuhao said, and everyone looked at Ma Xiaotao.

They then realized that Ma Xiaotao, who usually had the most fiery temper, hadn't said a word.

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao was suffering from Meng Hongchen's cold poison and was about to explode with Evil Fire. She was completely silent; to be precise, it would be a miracle if she could even speak.

Her hands gripped the chair armrests so tightly that her nails were all broken and her flesh was a bloody mess, but she didn't even flinch.

"Xiaotao!" Xuan Zi then realized something was wrong, his oppressive aura lessened, and his brows furrowed.

To be honest, if the others died, they were dead; Shrek didn't care at all.

After all, Jiang Nannan was a pitiful little girl with no one to rely on. Although Xu Sanshi Mystic Nether Sect behind him, it was wishful thinking to compare him to Shrek.

As for He Caitou... ha, what's there to say about someone from the Soul Tool Department? Just for the undeserved disaster he caused Shrek today, he should atone with his death.

But Xiaotao is different.

Ma Xiaotao is the personal disciple of Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Shrek's Martial Soul Department. She is a true direct descendant of Shrek and a future member of the Sea God Pavilion!

"Xiaotao, wait here! I'll go find the Immortal Medicine Immortal Douluo to treat you right away."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Zi burst through the window and disappeared into the distance with a gust of wind, leaving behind a mess and a broken window frame.