Golden Crown performed the Dog-Beating Staff Technique, easily breaking through the dense shadows of the staff.
What a joke.
In these past few years.
He had been trained by those few from the Hall of Worship in turns quite often.
Among them, the ones who enjoyed training him the most were Thousand Weight and Jiang Mo.
One must know that both of their levels had already reached Rank 97.
Furthermore, they were professionals when it came to using staffs.
They had already mastered the Coiling Dragon Rod Martial Soul to an exquisite degree.
In front of these two.
Li Yusong's Dragon-Patterned Staff was simply trash.
It was completely unpresentable.
"What a profound staff technique!"
"What exactly is the background of this kid named Wen Tailai?"
"Could it be that his Martial Soul is also a staff-type Tool Spirit?"
"If that's the case, once this kid enrolls."
"I must apply to the Dean to teach him personally."
"Perhaps I can even learn this set of staff techniques."
Li Yusong stared blankly as Golden Crown performed the Dog-Beating Staff Technique.
The thoughts in his mind were constantly shifting.
Golden Crown threw away the willow branch.
He raised his left arm and focused his mind.
His entire left arm began to emit a crimson-red glow.
"Your staff technique is just average."
"But I am not a petty person."
"Reciprocity is key; I'll show you an even stronger move."
"Dragon Burst Fist!"
Extreme fire-attribute energy converged upon his left fist.
The scorching aura felt as if it were about to burn the very air.
"This... this is... a Spirit Bone?!!!"
"And it's a high-grade Spirit Bone!!!"
Li Yusong's eyes widened as he stared intently at Golden Crown's left arm.
Having cultivated for half his life.
Although he had reached the Spirit Emperor realm.
Spirit Bones were just too precious.
Forget high-grade Spirit Bones, he hadn't even seen a Spirit Bone from a ten-year Spirit Beast.
"Just what is this Wen Tailai's origin?"
Before Li Yusong could guess further.
Golden Crown's fiery fist, like a blazing inferno, swung out.
As the scorching fire-attribute energy sliced through the air, there were even 'crackle and pop' sounds of explosions.
Amidst the explosions, there was also the faint, indistinct sound of a dragon's roar.
The ground passed over by the fire fist was instantly scorched to a charcoal black.
"Oh no!" Li Yusong, snapping back to his senses, saw the attack was right in front of him.
There was no way to dodge; he could only tank it head-on.
He hurriedly used his defensive Spirit Ability.
But how could an ordinary Spirit Emperor like him withstand the power of Golden Crown's million-year Spirit Ability?
He didn't even last for three seconds.
Li Yusong's defense was broken.
The terrifyingly formidable Dragon Burst Fist surged forward.
Suddenly.
The cry of an Owl came from the sky.
A gust of swift wind swept past.
Li Yusong, who was about to take the Dragon Burst Fist head-on, had already vanished from his spot.
He appeared beside Dai Mubai.
Boom!
The Dragon Burst Fist exploded, kicking up countless clouds of dust.
Scorching energy swept through the surroundings.
Once the dust settled.
A large crater filled with magma appeared where Li Yusong had been standing.
It was safe to say that if Li Yusong hadn't been rescued just now.
The power of this punch would have one hundred percent taken his life!
Li Yusong looked at the large crater and couldn't help but swallow hard.
That was truly a close call.
If the Dean hadn't suddenly appeared and saved him.
He might have already become a corpse.
And whether he would have remained in one piece was another story.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Dai Mubai also looked at each other in disbelief.
From each other's eyes, they all saw shock!
Everyone was clearly around the same age.
How could this guy's strength be so monstrous?
He even almost killed a Spirit Emperor.
Golden Crown was also shocked by the power of this strike.
To avoid accidentally harming the surrounding commoners.
He had only used thirty percent of the Dragon Burst Fist's power just now.
He looked at his left hand.
Thinking to himself: "After the spirit power purification, the power of my Martial Soul Abilities has actually increased this much!"
"Moreover, the spirit power consumed when using this move is also twenty percent less than usual."
At the same time.
A figure slowly landed from the sky in front of Tang San and the others.
This person appeared to be around fifty years old.
Seven Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—circled his body.
Although he was over fifty, his physique was quite robust, and his face shape was also very unique.
He had the face of a shifty merchant.
Especially those eyes, which revealed craftiness at every moment.
He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
He was dressed in a leather jacket.
He was the Dean of Shrek Academy, Flender, a Rank 78 agility-attack system Battle Spirit Saint, the Wing of Flight from the Golden Triangle of the past, with the Owl Martial Soul.
He had originally been sitting idly in his small shop in Suotuo City.
Suddenly, he remembered.
Today was the enrollment day for Shrek Academy.
Thinking about how he could collect a lot of tuition fees.
He quickly closed the shop and rushed toward the academy.
Who would have thought.
As soon as he arrived.
He saw the teacher he had worked so hard to recruit.
About to be beaten to death.
He quickly summoned his Martial Soul and stepped forward to rescue him.
Xiao Wu thought Flender looked very familiar.
She whispered to Tang San, "San-ge, isn't he that shifty shop owner from that small shop in Suotuo City?"
"How did he transform into the Dean of Shrek Academy?"
Tang San shook his head, indicating he wasn't sure.
Upon seeing Flender, Dai Mubai wept with joy: "Dean, you're finally back. If you hadn't returned, our Shrek Academy would have been torn down by this guy named Wen Tailai."
Dai Mubai recounted the events to Flender once again, adding his own embellishments.
Flender looked at Golden Crown with a dark face: "Young friend, first you intentionally injured my academy's student, and now you want to kill my academy's teacher."
"Isn't that a bit too much!"
"Do you really think my Shrek Academy is easy to bully?"
"Or perhaps, someone sent you?"
Just as he finished speaking.
Another burly man walked out from the academy gates.
"What's going on?"
"Why is it so noisy?"
"I've been waiting inside for quite a while, almost falling asleep."
"Why hasn't anyone come in yet?"
This person was like Flender, around fifty years old.
However, his physique was much sturdier than Flender's.
Especially his shoulders, which were as broad as a city wall.
With a body full of muscles, he looked like someone not to be messed with.
He was the Vice Dean of Shrek Academy, known back then as the 'Immovable Bright King', Zhao Wuji, whose Martial Soul was the Vigorous Vajra Bear.
"Teacher Zhao..."
It was unclear if it was because Golden Crown had repeatedly heavily injured his lower body two days ago.
Ever since he was healed, Dai Mubai had become particularly fond of complaining.
He no longer had any of the dominance of the former Tiger Dai.
Dai Mubai told Zhao Wuji what had happened once more.
When Zhao Wuji heard that someone actually dared to come to Shrek Academy to cause trouble.
And that the person causing trouble was the same one who had previously injured his student.
He was instantly enraged.
Without another word, he was about to step forward and give this guy named Wen Tailai a beating.
But he was stopped by Flender.
Seeing both his Dean and Vice Dean arrive.
Dai Mubai's expression as he looked at Golden Crown turned to one of gloating.
"Kid, you're dead meat this time!"
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