"Alright." Dongfang Jing lost his patience and was too lazy to waste any more time with this group of people.
His gaze shifted to Flander, and he calmly announced: "Dongfang Yao, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing have voluntarily withdrawn from Shrek Academy, effective immediately."
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who were called out, were both taken aback. They looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.
Although they had planned to run away long ago,
But it feels weird to have someone else make the decision for me like this?
Seeing that Dongfang Jing had finished speaking and turned around, preparing to leave with his men, he realized that Dongfang Jing was about to leave.
Zhao Wuji, Tang San, and the other teachers and students of Shrek Academy could no longer tolerate it!
"Stop right there!" Zhao Wuji roared, and the Mighty Vajra Bear Martial Soul instantly possessed him.
His massive body was muscular and exuded explosive power.
"Not only did they seriously injure my academy's teachers, but now they're trying to forcibly take away our students! Do they really think I, Immovable King Zhao Wuji, am a pushover?!"
Zhao Wuji's seven spirit rings lit up, and the pressure of a Soul Saint swept out!
Li Yusong, Flander, Lu Qibin, and Shao Xin, who were standing nearby, also took action.
All the male Shrek Academy students, except for Xiao Wu, summoned their martial souls without hesitation!
For a moment, the spirit rings at the entrance of Shrek Academy shone brightly with vibrant colors.
The atmosphere instantly became tense!
Dai Mubai pointed at Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes cold and domineering: "Zhu Zhuqing! I'm giving you one last chance! Obediently return to my side and cultivate the Netherworld White Tiger with me. I can try to fight alongside you against the clan. Think carefully about whether you want to refuse; this is your only way out!!!"
Oscar's eyes darted quickly between the Shrek camp and Ning Rongrong with a complicated expression.
Finally, she gritted her teeth and silently stood beside Dai Mubai.
Although he didn't speak, his act of summoning his martial spirit clearly indicated his stance.
Looking at Oscar's choice, Ning Rongrong's slight goodwill towards him, which had been rising within her due to his hard work and attentiveness over the past month, vanished instantly.
Her delicate, pretty face turned completely cold, and only disappointment remained in her eyes.
Seeing that the teachers, all of whom were Soul Emperors and Soul Saints, had gathered together, Ma Hongjun's confidence surged instantly, and he felt that victory was within his grasp.
He arrogantly flicked a tuft of red hair from his forehead, his gaze sweeping over the women opposite him before finally settling on Dongfang Yao.
Gazing at her exquisite curves accentuated by the dress she had deliberately tightened for her brother's arrival, so youthful and captivating, he couldn't help but drool. A self-satisfied, arrogant smile spread across his face as he prepared to speak: "Yao'er, you..."
However--
He just uttered the sound!
Ma Hongjun felt a blur before his eyes, and a strong wind rushed towards him!
His pupils suddenly contracted!
As he focused again, a sharp blade gleaming with blue-pink light, carrying a chilling killing intent, was aimed straight at his throat!
Dongfang Jing condensed a mirror blade with his soul power and launched a surprise attack in an instant!
"Fifth Soul Skill! Gravity Compression!" Zhao Wuji reacted extremely quickly, and with a roar, his fifth soul ring shone brightly with black light!
Buzz—!
A gravitational field instantly enveloped the area where Dongfang Jing was located!
Dongfang Jing's charging figure paused, and the fatal stab was momentarily delayed.
"Go!" Lu Qibin reacted just as quickly, shouting as he grabbed Ma Hongjun by the back of his collar and tried to drag him away.
But in that split second,
Lu Qibin felt a chill run from his tailbone straight to the top of his head!
He was horrified to see Dongfang Jing, who was clearly being suppressed by Zhao Wuji's gravity.
As if it had been completely unaffected, it blurred again in the next instant!
"Sizzle!"
A slight tearing sound rang out!
Lu Qibin only had time to drag Ma Hongjun away half a step before the cold light of the mirror blade on Dongfang Jing's arm grazed past Ma Hongjun's skin, drawing a shallow line of blood on his neck!
A close call!
"唳——!"
A cry of an eagle rang out.
Flander made his move! With a flap of his cat-owl wings, he swooped down with incredible speed, his two talons grabbing the shoulders of the still-shaken Ma Hongjun and Lu Qibin!
"Lift!" Flander shouted, and his wings unleashed a powerful lift, forcefully lifting the two of them off the ground.
They narrowly escaped Dongfang Jing's attack once again.
Can.
Having been stopped by Zhao Wuji and Lu Qibin for the first time, how could Dongfang Jing be careless again?
Just as Flanders took flight!
Ring ring ring—!
Several tiny mirror butterflies appeared out of thin air around the Oriental Mirror.
They flapped their wings and instantly created a staircase leading straight to the sky in front of him.
Dongfang Jing lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his body floated up.
The figure transformed into a blurry silver line, rapidly ascending along the stairs.
They were moving so fast that they were already close to Flander, who was taking off, in the blink of an eye!
"What?!" Flander was utterly shocked! He had never seen such a bizarre method of ascension! The opponent could actually use this to pursue him through the air?!
This requires extremely precise control over the martial spirit, and even more so, complete control over one's own body!
Flander flew upwards again, trying to create distance.
His reaction was quick! But he was still a beat too slow!
Under Flander's horrified gaze—
Dongfang Jing's figure had already appeared directly below Ma Hongjun!
He did not continue chasing after it to higher places.
Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his wrist.
A sharp, ruthless glint of light shot upwards, precisely slicing open Ma Hongjun's crotch.
"Sizzle—!"
The sound of fabric being torn rang out.
Immediately afterwards—
Pfft!
A lump of blackened, soft flesh.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone.
Accompanied by a fountain-like spray, and a rain of scarlet...
It fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the dusty ground.
Splat!
The sound of the impact echoed clearly in the deathly silent academy gate.
Immediately following was Ma Hongjun's heart-wrenching scream in mid-air, the sound echoing through the sky.
"Ughh ...
He felt a chill in his lower abdomen, followed by excruciating pain that could make someone faint.
He subconsciously looked down, his gaze falling on the pile of his best friend of over a decade lying on the ground, and his mind went completely blank.
"No--!!!"
Compared to physical pain, mental breakdown is far more devastating!
Ma Hongjun struggled violently in Flander's hands, his fat body shaking wildly in the air, his hands desperately reaching towards the ground as if trying to retrieve that lump of something.
"Hongjun! Calm down!" Flander held him tightly, his face ashen.
As Ma Hongjun's teacher, he was filled with both overwhelming anger towards Dongfang Jing and deep self-reproach when his disciple suffered such a heavy blow.
Anger was directed at Dongfang Jing.
The self-blame stemmed from underestimating the other person's strength and failing to do everything in his power to protect him, which led to the fat man losing what is most important to a man.
However, deep down, Flanders didn't feel much grief.
Instead, a sense of relief swept over me.
It's good that it's gone; we won't have to go to brothels anymore.
I can save this money, and the fat man can focus on his cultivation.
He had previously advised Ma Hongjun to have it removed to prevent future problems.
But Ma Hongjun refused no matter what, and when his lustful desires flared up, he could only go to brothels to relieve himself, and he had already become completely addicted.
Now, Dongfang Jing has done me a great favor.
That being said, this matter absolutely cannot be left like this!
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