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Zhu Zhuqing looked down at her trembling hands, then at Dai Mubai, who lay unconscious on the ground covered in blood, but there was no trace of triumph in her eyes.
There was only a deeper, more profound loneliness.
The glimmer of hope she once held in her heart was both confirmed and extinguished by her own hands.
She could see no future with that person, after all, only three days had passed.
Three days of complete transformation! She still can't fathom what kind of being that person was—
"Who exactly are you, sir?"
Despite the pain, Zhao Wuji swayed as he stood up, his large body trembling. He looked at Xiao Wu with a grave expression, his voice deep and rumbling like thunder.
Xiao Wu simply hummed in response, casually rubbing her wrist. That kick was just to loosen up her muscles and bones; the feel was decent, making her a good punching bag, but that was all.
She glanced at Zhu Zhuqing out of the corner of her eye and saw that she was in low spirits. She was puzzled, then turned to Tang San, who was standing to the side in a daze, and raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly.
"How could he be so weak?"
Tang San murmured, unable to connect the White Tiger Martial Soul user being toyed with like a mouse with the person he had fought with at the Rose Hotel the day before yesterday.
But the facts were undeniable; he hadn't misjudged. Was he really even worse than the "worst" person the other person had described?
Just as the thought arose, Tang San shook his head violently.
No! This! It must be fake!
This must be another test set up by his mother to challenge him, using their peerless genius to suppress and hone him!
Tang San's eyes lit up instantly, their burning light rekindled. He looked at the person before him with excitement—he understood! This was a well-intentioned effort!
"Mom, I understand!" His voice trembled slightly. "You're trying to motivate me to work harder, to make me more worthy—to see her, right? Yes, that must be it!"
When Xiao Wu met Tang San's "I completely understand" look, her lips twitched slightly. She breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a wave of helplessness washed over her.
But not getting entangled with is the best outcome.
She gave a slightly stiff "gratified" smile and nodded vaguely. Zhu Zhuqing should have vented her anger enough, and it was not a good time to stay here any longer.
Thinking it over, she turned to Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Then, let's go."
She should leave now, but just as her hand touched Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder and a pink glow was about to appear!
"call--!"
A whooshing sound came from behind, and a tall, thin middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with illusory four-eyed owl wings extending from his back, slowly landed in the center of the arena.
It was Flander, the dean of Shrek Academy.
His gaze swept across the scene, taking in the chaotic mess. He paused, especially at Zhao Wuji and Li Yusong, who were supporting each other not far away. Finally, his sharp eyes behind his glasses landed on Xiao Wu.
"You've just caused such a ruckus and assaulted people, are you planning to leave so easily?" Flander's voice was calm, yet it carried a subtle, oppressive aura of a Soul Saint.
Xiao Wu's hand had just touched Zhu Zhuqing when she heard this, and she paused, tilting her head slightly. "What's wrong? Is it not okay?"
This, coupled with his casual questioning manner, made it seem as if everyone present was invisible.
The Shrek Academy members' faces darkened again, while Ning Rongrong, who had been watching from the sidelines, had a brighter light in her eyes.
"————"
Flanders paused for a moment, seemingly taken aback by the righteous yet almost arrogant reply.
He squinted and carefully examined Xiao Wu.
A Soul Saint—definitely not an unknown figure.
Almost all the Soul Saints on the mainland have a home, so he couldn't act rashly before figuring out their backgrounds.
He is known throughout the mainland as the "Golden Iron Triangle" not only because of his martial soul fusion skill, but also because of his accurate vision in judging the situation.
"This time, we were in the wrong."
Flander suddenly changed the subject, his tone even becoming somewhat polite, "May I ask where you are from? Perhaps it was my fault today, Shrek Academy student. If it's convenient another day, I, Flander, one of the Golden Triangle, will come to apologize in person."
"Forget it." Xiao Wu waved her hand casually, then put her other hand on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder. "You're not qualified."
This was an utter contemptuous insult that trampled them all, along with the entire Shrek Academy, underfoot, causing Flander and the others to furrow their brows so deeply they could practically wring water out of them.
Did he not even recognize this threat? Was he feigning ignorance? Or was he overly confident?
Although the name of the Golden Triangle has not been mentioned for many years, those who know about and mention it will at least give it some face.
Even powerful families with a Contra Master as their leader rarely show such complete disregard.
Above Contra Douluo, there is only Title Douluo, and there are only a handful of Title Douluo on the continent.
If even their "golden trio" isn't qualified to know their origins, then there probably aren't many other forces on this continent that are truly qualified.
The probability of someone putting on airs is far greater than the probability of them actually having something to rely on!
The judgment was made in Flanders' mind in an instant.
"Not qualified?"
Flander's pupils narrowed, his voice deepening, and his soul power subtly fluctuated. The illusory eagle wings on his back seemed to solidify slightly. "Your strength is exceptional, and Flander admires it. However, Shrek Academy, though small, has its rules. If your actions today are not explained, and word gets out, what face will the teachers and students of Shrek have left?"
Although his words still left room for maneuver, his slight forward lean and imposing aura, mixed with the sharpness unique to eagle-type martial spirits, spread out, locking onto the person before him!
Almost simultaneously, Zhao Wuji let out a heavy snort, and the immense pressure of the Mighty Vajra Bear erupted, subtly connecting with Flander's aura, forming a mutually reinforcing force! Seven spirit rings rose one after another beneath his feet, their light dazzling!
Li Yusong also gripped the dragon-patterned staff tightly, his face solemn.
In the arena, the auras of two Soul Saints and one Soul Emperor intertwined, creating a suffocating sense of oppression! Moreover, there was another support-type Soul Saint within the academy—
With such a lineup, even if the opponent is a fellow Soul Saint, they would never be able to come and go as they please!
"You want to fight?" Xiao Wu frowned slightly, seemingly troubled, but she also let her hand, which had been resting on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder, fall naturally. Her tone carried a hint of urging, "I don't have much time left, you guys—if you're going to fight, hurry up."
Faced with this combined power that would make even ordinary Soul Saints take their battle seriously, she was not only not surprised or afraid, but instead adopted a "time-sensitive" attitude to meet the challenge, even implying a sense of urgency.
This reaction was completely unexpected by Flanders, and his thought that "perhaps we can still talk" wavered. "Your Excellency—"
He had barely uttered two words when a sudden change occurred!
Under the flashing pink light, the figure disappeared from their sight.
Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted, "Watch out!"
He had suffered from that elusive appearance before, and was extremely sensitive to the omen of that flashing pink light!
Almost at the same instant he uttered the words.
The figure reappeared in Flander's eyes, less than a meter away from him, and the danger instinct of his beast-type martial soul suddenly exploded.
Fast! Incredibly fast! It wasn't a straight-line rush; it ignored the distance in between!