Chapter 17: The Self-Righteous Li Yusong

"It's a small world; we meet again."

Ma Hongjun's gaze swept over Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, and Tang San, then he directly ignored Dai Mubai, that defeated opponent, and let his gaze linger meaningfully on Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Under this stare, Xiao Wu immediately felt afraid and lost her nerve.

She quietly hid behind, as this guy knew her true identity.

Without looking for too long, he withdrew his gaze and turned it back to Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai's eyes were currently fixed on Zhu Zhuqing, filled with anger born of humiliation, and his mind recalled what she had said to him yesterday at the Rose Hotel; his fists clenched with a crackling sound.

"What are you doing here? Our Shrek Academy does not welcome you!" He narrowed his eyes and glared at Ma Hongjun.

"The little kitten's strength isn't much, but his temper is quite big," Ma Hongjun mocked.

"Bastard! I am a White Tiger!!" Dai Mubai cursed angrily.

"What's wrong, Mubai?"

Li Yusong noticed that something was off with the other party and immediately stepped forward.

Looking at Ma Hongjun, he vaguely seemed to guess something.

"Could this young man before me be the genius who injured Dai Mubai yesterday?" he thought to himself.

"Teacher Li, he is the person I mentioned yesterday," Dai Mubai said, gritting his teeth.

"It really is him."

"Being young and talented is a good thing, but if you are arrogant because of it, then you are truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"Kid, for insulting Shrek Academy, you must either join or accept my punishment!"

Li Yusong held his staff and released six Spirit Rings; the aura of a Soul Emperor was overbearing, and in his view, he could easily take down the other party.

Xiao Wu, Tang San, and Zhu Zhuqing, who knew the inside story, did not believe that this six-ringed Soul Emperor elder could take down Ma Hongjun.

Just kidding, even a seven-ringed Spirit Saint couldn't do it, let alone an old Soul Emperor like you?

Although Tang San hated Ma Hongjun, he had to admit that the other party's strength was truly formidable! However, Dai Mubai and Li Yusong did not know this.

"A mere six-ringed Soul Emperor, why seek your own destruction?" Ma Hongjun stepped forward, a vivid Phoenix phantom appearing on his body and merging into him, and five fiery-red Spirit Rings emerged.

"This is! A Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring!?"

Except for those who already knew, everyone else was shocked.

Dai Mubai was the same; five Ten Thousand Year Spirit Rings? Are you kidding me? The other party is actually a Soul King!?

At such an age, he is already a Soul King? Under the heavens, there is actually such a terrifying young man? No wonder I was no match for him yesterday!

He was very unwilling to accept this!

And he was also terrified!

Yesterday, the other party completely possessed the ability to kill him! But he didn't do it; he must have held back!

"No, your aura is not that of a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring; your Spirit Rings are not Ten Thousand Year!" Although Li Yusong had never seen a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring, he could judge some things from the strength of the aura.

But if they aren't Ten Thousand Year Spirit Rings, then what kind of Spirit Rings are they?

"He is so young, yet he is a Soul King? What exactly is the age of these Spirit Rings?" Ning Rongrong widened her eyes, shocked beyond measure.

"If I could pull this talent into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Father and the others would definitely be very happy!" she said.

"Miss, these are indeed not Ten Thousand Year Spirit Rings; the aura doesn't match."

"The aura of a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring would definitely be terrifying!"

The two Soul Emperors beside her wiped the sweat from their foreheads and said, "It's getting so hot around here."

They pulled Ning Rongrong back.

"What I have on me is indeed not a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring, but a Body-type Spirit Ring," Ma Hongjun said calmly.

He was also a bit troubled; couldn't this thing just be a bit more normal? Every time he activated his martial soul, he would be misunderstood and cause quite a stir; this was also the reason why he used it less recently—he just didn't want his ears to be so bothered.

"Body-type Spirit Ring?" This was the first time everyone had heard of it.

"What is a Body-type Spirit Ring?" Ning Rongrong asked the two Soul Emperor bodyguards beside her.

"Miss, we don't know either; this is the first time we've heard of it." The two Soul Emperors shook their heads in shame: "The martial souls on the continent are strange and varied; even now, no one knows all of them. Perhaps he belongs to that kind of category; it might be caused by a mutation of his martial soul."

"I think it's more convincing that it was caused by a mutation," Ning Rongrong muttered.

"Old man, if you want to fight, hurry up; I don't have time to waste with you." Ma Hongjun circulated the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra to spread his spiritual power, wanting to find that figure hidden in the dark.

Soon, he discovered it.

In the forest not far away, a familiar figure was lurking there; this person was none other than the Haotian Douluo, Tang Hao!

"Tang Hao really isn't dead," Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

If the other party appeared now, it would be a great battle.

His gaze swept over Tang San; if Tang Hao dared to come out, he would dare to take the little brat hostage and leave, and by then, Tang Hao would have nowhere to cry.

The reason he didn't continue to attack Tang San now was simply because there was no need for it for the time being.

Of course, if the little brat provoked him, he wouldn't just stand by.

Moreover, he also knew about the incident at the Rose Hotel last night; because of that huge explosion, not only was the hotel destroyed, but the people inside also died.

The moment he learned the news, Ma Hongjun actually felt a bit guilty; this guilt was the psychology of a good young man from his previous life. His original intention was not to cause such great slaughter, because he was a Phoenix, not a killing machine, and he did not advocate excessive slaughter or letting innocent people get caught up in the storm of death.

If he attacked Tang San now, the aftermath of the battle that would erupt after Tang Hao jumped out would be enough to destroy all the common people here.

After the Phoenix Academy is founded, it will need the hearts of the people.

"Good, then let this old man experience the strength of a young Soul King!"

"This old man won't bully you either; I won't use my sixth Spirit Ring, and I will suppress my strength to that of a Soul King!"

A flash of pride crossed Li Yusong's eyes, along with an imperceptible smile; since the other party could come here today, he must be interested in Shrek Academy.

He naturally couldn't strike too hard; it wouldn't be good if he scared the other party away.

Then he would just give a slight punishment.

Li Yusong thought to himself.

"No need, just use your full strength; otherwise, you won't have a chance to fight me, and if word got out that I was bullying an old man, it wouldn't be good for my reputation." However, Ma Hongjun decisively refused.

"Kid, you really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" Li Yusong widened his eyes, brandished the staff in his hand, and struck directly toward Ma Hongjun! This kid was truly too arrogant and had to be taught a lesson, otherwise, he would definitely bring disaster to Shrek Academy in the future! If that mouth of his just went around offending some powerful person, it would be very difficult to handle.

In Li Yusong's heart, he had already categorized Ma Hongjun as a student of Shrek Academy.

"Third Soul Skill, Phoenix Meteor Spear!"

A pillar formed of flame and molten lava appeared before him, and after the pillar shed its outer layer, a very beautiful fiery-red long spear emerged; Ma Hongjun held the long spear and clashed directly with Li Yusong.

Bang!!!!!!!!!!

(End of this chapter)