Chapter 161

If necessary, Shrek Academy will be renamed back to Spirit Beast Academy, those people were originally outsiders and have no sense of belonging to our academy at all; look, when Flandre does these things, have they considered our academy? Have they considered our situation?

I agree with this proposal; if we don't respond promptly, our academy perhaps.

Bang! "Dean, the Spirit Hall still has envoys from the Heaven Fighting Empire and the Star Luo Empire who have arrived at the academy gate; our kingdom has also sent an inspection squad."

Moreover, I've heard that the law enforcement team of the Breaking Heaven Sect is also on their way; reportedly they want our academy to give a satisfactory explanation for Flandre's obstruction and even for taking action against the members they captured, the evil soul masters.

Instantly feeling a headache, Longgong Shepo's face turned extremely grim.

When the group arrived at the gate, Zhao Wují at this moment, with his martial soul attached, was tiger-eyed staring at those people at the gate.

"Teacher Zhao Wují, what are you doing? Hurry up and stop!" One of the vice-deans shouted angrily.

At this moment, Zhao Wují, whose martial soul was attached and who was highly vigilant, glanced sideways and looked back at the vice-dean pointing at him, not taking his words to heart at all.

If it weren't for Flandre Old Boss being vice-dean, this guy having operated in the academy for years; with just his little cultivation, he also wants to press on me? "You!" The speaking vice-dean, seeing Zhao Wují ignore his attitude, flew into a rage.

"Senior Longgong Shepo, I don't know how the academy plans to handle this matter," Zhao Wují looked at Longgong Shepo in the group without joy or sorrow.

Still, a sliver of luck and hope remained in his heart.

Longgong Shepo's face bore a troubled expression, his gaze somewhat evasive, not looking at Zhao Wují.

He merely asked, "I don't know what guidance you have for us; if you're just causing trouble for no reason with our academy's teachers, that's not acceptable."

From the Spirit Hall's group stepped out one person who snorted coldly and said, "Longgong Shepo is also a well-known soul master on the road; surely you don't not know the crimes Zhao Wují committed in the Spirit Hall years ago?"

It's said that your academy's Teacher Zhao Wují and Flandre, who taught an evil soul master, are close friends; it's hard to say whether they aren't in league with each other.

Zhao Wují instantly exploded in anger, shouting: "You bastard, is your mouth full of shit that it smells so bad? Watch me rip your mouth apart."

"Outrageous! Zhao Wují, what attitude is this?" The vice-dean who had spoken earlier shouted loudly, making Zhao Wují both anxious and angry.

Not long after, several figures walked out of the academy, laughing and saying: "Zhao Wují, old brother, you're late; Old Boss Flandre has been caught, and these guys are being kept here as dogs."

"We brothers aren't serving anymore; if it weren't for Old Boss Flandre and the master and his disciples needing to come over, we wouldn't be stuck here losing our freedom."

Zhao Wují cracked his mouth into a big grin.

"Hehehe, Senior Longgong Shepo, I, Zhao Wují, really can't stay here anymore; from now on, we'll each go our own way under the wide sky."

Having said that, he directly activated his fifth soul skill—Gravity Compression.

Second soul skill—Mighty Vajra Palm.

The vice-dean who had been chattering and shouting at Zhao Wují was instantly slapped into a pile of minced meat.

Longgong Shepo secretly sighed, grabbing the Snake Hag who wanted to say something.

He used his gaze to stop the other high-ranking academy members who wanted to speak, stepped forward to block everyone; the highest-ranking high-level present was Longgong Mengshu.

Only seeing Longgong raise his head to look at the three forces present, he said in a deep voice: "I announce on behalf of the academy that from now on, the academy will restore itself as the Exotic Beast Academy starting today; no longer merging with Shrek Academy, breaking free from the merged state."

"The evil soul master Ma Hongjun was a student of Flandre-founded Shrek Academy, not a member of our Exotic Beast Academy; Flandre and our academy also have no close ties, so please show mercy."

Everyone from the Spirit Hall remained silent; Zhao Wují's gaze swept left and right; if anything were off, he would activate his Martial Soul True Body and charge out. Shao Xin and the others also all activated their martial souls, ready for battle.

The Heaven Fighting Empire glanced at the Spirit Hall people beside them, then at the Star Luo Empire, not knowing what to say for a moment.

This operation's main focus is not among these three parties; it's with the Breaking Heaven Sect, which hasn't arrived yet.

But obviously all three parties are unwilling to speak, lest they provoke the Breaking Heaven Sect.

Mengshu, having lived so many years, is naturally not a fool; everyone's silence means the main person isn't here; he quickly figured it out.

Zhao Wují and his companions also sensed something amiss in this eerie atmosphere.

After a few exchanges of glances, they quickly communicated a strategy; obviously these people aren't the decision-makers either; what they truly need to face is likely the Breaking Heaven Sect, the mastermind behind this incident.

Flandre obstructed the Breaking Heaven Sect's Sharp Feather Hall members who were trying to kill Ma Hongjun while they were on a mission.

After this incident, Flandre was directly apprehended on the spot; now they've come merely to eradicate the roots.

Zhao Wují shook his soul power, unleashing his Martial Soul True Body, intending to charge out together with Shao Xin, Lin Yunsong, and Lu Qibin.

But at the moment he leapt up, a pitch-black stick from above lashed down onto his face.

The spears' tips were pointed at the throats of Shao Xin, Lin Yunsong, and Lu Qibin respectively; any movement would pierce their windpipes and kill them on the spot.

Immediately, everyone present felt a scorching flame wash over them—Yang Liehuo's martial soul fire spear, capable of displaying part of the might of the Falling Heart Flame.

Zhao Wují only felt a burning pain where his face had been struck.

It wasn't just the pain from being struck; the spear shaft was attached with terrifying high temperature, and the moment of contact scorched him.

You must know he had just activated his Martial Soul True Body; even without using the first soul skill, Immovable Vajra Body, it was far beyond what an ordinary tool martial soul could injure.

But it's obvious that the martial soul of the Broken Spear clan; especially the inner hall members of the Breaking Heaven Sect, can break through.

Yang Liehuo, true to his name, being able to endure until now is already considered as the Breaking Heaven Sect's strict sect rules.

"What are you running for? If it weren't for the hall master wanting me to capture you alive, that spear strike just now would have been aimed not at your face but at your heart." Yang Liehuo's eyes blazed like fire as he looked at Zhao Wují on the ground.

"What are you looking at? If you're not convinced, get up and fight me."

Zhao Wují on the ground felt a deadly threat enveloping his surroundings, yet even so he did not choose to yield.

Gravity Compression

Immovable Vajra Body

In the Martial Soul True Body state, Zhao Wují's soul skill execution speed became lightning-fast; first he used Gravity Compression to try to suppress the Breaking Heaven Sect members.

Then he employed Immovable Vajra Body to raise his defense and overall condition.

But Yang Liehuo merely twisted his neck, a cruel smile appearing on his face as he looked at Zhao Wují: "This is because you made the first move!"

(End of chapter)