Chapter 307
We are not 'humans'! We are monsters!
The students of Canghui Academy quickly helped their injured companions up, glared at the Shrek Academy students with fear and resentment, especially Dai Mubai, and then hurriedly followed Ye Zhi Qiu.
Dai Mubai's face was ashen, his evil eyes flashing with a flickering golden light, reflecting both anger towards Ye Zhi Qiu and resentment at the invisible shackles imposed on Lin Xia. He exhaled a heavy breath, as if trying to release the pent-up emotions in his chest, and said in a deep voice:
"Let's go! Let's go out and meet this old bastard!"
His tone carried a sense of irritability and an urge to vent.
Tang San nodded silently, protecting Xiao Wu.
Ma Hongjun felt like he had been granted a pardon and was the first to rush out, wanting to get as far away from Lin Xia as possible.
Shrek and his companions, looking both disheveled and eager to vent their fighting spirit, poured out of the tavern.
Inside the tavern, all eyes were fixed on Lin Xia, who remained seated at the end of the table.
He seemed oblivious to what had just happened, picked up his knife and fork again, and elegantly cut the last bit of food on his plate.
The open space outside Starfall Town was illuminated by the cool moonlight and a few hanging soul-guiding lamps, making the gathered crowd and the two groups facing each other in the center stand out clearly.
The groans of the injured student from Canghui Academy sounded particularly jarring in the silent air.
Ye Zhi Qiu stood at the very front, the Xuan Turtle phantom behind him thick and solid, its five soul rings radiating powerful soul energy fluctuations, pressing down on Shrek Academy like a rock.
However, the rage burning in his eyes was almost bursting out, especially when he looked at Ma Hongjun, his gaze filled with a desire to devour him alive.
The words "Wang Ba" (王八) were like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in the most taboo and painful spot of his life.
Dai Mubai stood at the forefront of Shrek Academy, his evil eyes gleaming with golden light, and his three spirit rings lit up as well.
Dai Mubai tilted his head slightly and said in a low, urgent voice to Tang San beside him:
"That fat idiot! This old guy is over level 50, and his Xuan Turtle Martial Soul has extremely abnormal defensive power. I'll do my best to hold off his attacks in front of you, so you have to be quick! I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for long!"
Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eyes, calmly scanning Ye Zhi Qiu's massive Xuan Turtle Martial Soul phantom and the flowing light of its spirit rings. He nodded slightly, his voice carrying a convincing composure.
"Brother Dai, don't worry. We might not lose. Although his soul power is strong, his martial soul itself has a major flaw."
At this moment, Xiao Wu, Oscar, and others had gathered around, listening intently to Tang San's analysis.
Tang San spoke steadily and clearly, offering his analysis:
"His martial soul is the Xuan Turtle. I can confirm that he is a pure defensive battle soul master."
"Whether it's the active skills granted by the spirit rings or the passive characteristics of the martial spirit itself, the vast majority are inevitably used to enhance defense—thickening the shell, increasing resistance, reflecting damage, and possibly even possessing powerful group defense capabilities."
"Therefore, although his martial soul is of a much higher level than ours and his total soul power far surpasses ours, the means of attack that he can initiate that pose a fatal threat to us must be extremely scarce."
"High soul power without matching, sharp offensive soul skills is like a giant wearing a heavy iron shell, powerful but clumsy. How much real offensive threat can it pose to us?"
Tang San paused, his gaze sweeping over his companions, focusing on Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai.
"His advantage lies in his toughness, while our advantage lies in our speed and ability to pinpoint the problem!"
"Boss Dai, your White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Blazing Light Wave have extremely strong single-target burst power, which is the key to breaking through his defense."
"Fatty, your Phoenix Flame is extremely yang and intense, and it has a natural restraining effect on ice, water attributes, and tortoise shell-type defenses!"
"Remember, the core of our tactics is for Boss Dai to engage head-on, drawing and absorbing the main pressure." "Fatty, focus your flames on one point to burn his armor and create an opening."
"I'm in charge of controlling and interfering with him, limiting his actions, and creating opportunities for you!"
"Xiao Wu will seize the moment when his defense is weakened or there is an opening, and launch a high-speed surprise attack!"
"Oscar, sausages ready!"
Tang San's analysis was clear and logical, instantly calming the tense atmosphere.
Ma Hongjun's small eyes lit up. He rubbed his hands together, looked at Ye Zhi Qiu's thick tortoise shell, and licked his lips.
"Hehe, roasted turtle? Fatty's an expert!"
The spectators who had been drawn to the scene were mostly mercenaries and soul masters from Xingluo Town, all watching this unequal confrontation with bated breath.
Three Great Soul Masters and one Soul Venerable versus one Soul King?
This is simply unheard of!
Many people looked at Shrek with a mixture of sympathy and curiosity.
As a Soul King, Ye Zhi Qiu was naturally able to hear Tang San's words.
Listening to Tang San's analysis, his expression grew increasingly gloomy, but at the same time, a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed across his face.
This young man in blue had such sharp eyes that he could see through the strengths and weaknesses of the boy's martial spirit at a glance.
The cold wind as he stepped out of the tavern calmed his furious mind a little. Looking at the young boys in front of him, whose eyes were stubborn and fearless despite their young age, he spoke in a deep voice, trying to make a final attempt to salvage the situation and to save face for himself as a teacher.
"Hmph! A bunch of arrogant brats! I'll give you one last chance. Admit your mistakes now, apologize to me and my students, and I can let bygones be bygones! Otherwise..."
The phantom of the Xuan Turtle behind him let out a deep, muffled roar, and the powerful soul pressure increased once again.
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's wicked lips curled into an extremely arrogant and provocative arc. His golden eyes stared directly at Ye Zhi Qiu, and his voice was loud and arrogant.
"Wrong? What do you mean by wrong, and what do you mean by right? In this world of Soul Masters, might makes right! You want us to admit our mistakes? First, defeat us fair and square! What kind of skill is it to scare children with words and soul pressure?"
His fighting spirit was already boiling. The oppression brought by Lin Xia and the stimulation from the Soul King's aura both urgently needed a thrilling battle to vent.
"you……!"
Ye Zhi Qiu was so enraged by Dai Mu Bai's blatant contempt and fallacies that he almost fainted, his last shred of reason completely consumed by his fury. He laughed in extreme anger, his facial muscles contorted.
"Fine! Fine! Fine! You're just as stubborn as ever! Since you're determined to die, I'll bully you today and teach you a lesson on how to behave, on behalf of your teacher who's hiding somewhere! All of you, come at me!"
He took a sudden step forward, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble slightly. The phantom of the Xuan Turtle Martial Soul instantly became more solid and heavy, and its mountain-like aura crashed down.
Fatty Ma Hongjun chuckled, and crimson flames suddenly rose from his body with a "boom." His two yellow soul rings shone brightly, and the phantom of the Evil Fire Phoenix appeared and disappeared in the flames, emitting a loud phoenix cry.
With his belly protruding, his voice, tinged with a smug and unbridled pride, echoed through the night sky.
"Old tortoise, remember this! We are not 'humans'! We are—monsters!" (End of Chapter)