Chapter 8: A low-life punk comes out to block the road

The Suotuo City guard squad, who had originally been chatting and eating melon seeds, were so startled by the sudden massive explosion that they flew straight up into the air.

"What's the situation!?"

"Is there an enemy attack!?"

"Has the Xingluo army attacked?"

"The direction of the explosion is over there!"

"Let's go, let's go take a look!"

The group was in a state of chaos, following their captain as they ran toward the direction of the explosion.

Fortunately, there were no buildings in the open space, otherwise, they would surely have been reduced to ashes.

The massive explosion subsided, and terrifying high temperatures and flames spread across the entire scene; only Ma Hongjun could walk through the sea of fire without being affected.

As for Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing, the three of them had long since run far away when the massive explosion occurred.

Even so, they could still feel the terror of that horrific high temperature and explosion! "So terrifying, if we had been there just now, we would have died for sure," Xiao Wu said, still shaken.

Such a terrifying high temperature was something she would have feared even when she was still a Ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast, let alone now that she had transformed into a fragile human form.

"He is so strong; a Soul King can possess such combat power. Perhaps that black-market merchant uncle is going to suffer!"

But in her eyes, she was full of admiration for that burly figure in the sea of fire.

Seeing Xiao Wu praise someone else like this, Tang San felt unhappy inside, but he had to admit Ma Hongjun's strength.

He gestured slightly, feeling that he really was no match for him.

"This was just a spar, yet he used such heavy hands. This wasn't a spar at all, but rather aimed at that person's life."

"A person like this, who doesn't know their own strength, should not be befriended deeply!"

Tang San spoke up.

Xiao Wu blinked, but she had a different opinion, saying: "I don't think so. The opponent was a Spirit Saint, and he is a Soul King; it is normal to go all out."

Hearing his sister, who had always agreed with his words, refute him like this, Tang San's heart was filled with displeasure toward Ma Hongjun, as well as jealousy.

"He is truly so strong." On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing had not heard the conversation between Xiao Wu and Tang San, because her eyes were full of admiration for Ma Hongjun, and there was even a trace of affection.

There is no woman who does not like the strong.

Especially a man who had saved her life, and was tall, handsome, and strong!

On the surface, Zhu Zhuqing was an iceberg beauty, extremely cold and aloof, and unapproachable, but that was just what she intentionally showed to others; in reality, her heart was very gentle and considerate.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to come and see Dai Mubai to question him.

One could tell from this point.

In the original story, even knowing that Dai Mubai had cheated, she still chose to forgive him.

Perhaps it was the unchangeable fate of the royal family.

But here, she saw an opportunity to change her fate.

As the smoke cleared.

There were no longer any people standing in front, only someone lying on the ground, turned into charcoal.

This person was none other than Flender.

Flender's clothes were scorched and severely damaged, there were injuries all over his body, his hair was gone, and he had become bald, with his scalp also charred black.

The whole person looked miserable, his Spirit Avatar was gone, and he was lolling his tongue out, looking very comical.

But he had not died.

"Cough, cough." Flender coughed, spitting out mouthfuls of black blood.

Recalling the strike from just a moment ago, he was still shaken.

What a terrifying attack; it had almost cost him his old life.

He really was an idiot to insist on betting on this. "It's over. You didn't withstand it, so I won."

"I will not be joining Shrek Academy."

After saying this, Ma Hongjun turned around and came to Zhu Zhuqing's side.

"Let's go." "Mm." Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

She followed Ma Hongjun and left the place.

Just then, Tang San appeared and blocked the path of Ma Hongjun and the other.

"What do you mean by this?" Ma Hongjun raised an eyebrow.

"You injured him so severely, and you're just leaving like this? Isn't that going too far!"

Tang San knew that the senior Spirit Saint before him must have a connection to Shrek Academy, perhaps even being a high-level member. By standing out now, even if he knew he couldn't beat Ma Hongjun, he could leave a good impression on the other party.

Moreover, one of his hands was behind his back, and his Hidden Weapon was already prepared.

If a fight really broke out, as long as he could create an opportunity to launch his Hidden Weapon, he might not be unable to turn defeat into victory! He was still very confident in his mastery of Hidden Weapons.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned, feeling that the person in front of her was very annoying; he was truly a meddlesome guy.

"Hahaha!!" Ma Hongjun suddenly laughed, his laughter full of sarcasm.

"He is a Spirit Saint, and I am only a Soul King. Furthermore, I never intended to join that godforsaken Shrek Academy, so naturally, I went all out. You're not convinced? Then let's spar!"

"Watch me melt you into a pool of blood!"

"A Spirit Saint couldn't even block my flames; do you think you, a Great Soul Master, can?"

Ma Hongjun raised his hand, condensing a ball of crimson fire, his gaze gradually turning cold and sharp: "Either get lost, or become a pool of blood!"

Looking at the fireball emitting a scorching high temperature, a look of deep fear and palpitations appeared in Tang San's eyes.

"Brother, what are you doing! Don't be foolish!" Xiao Wu stepped forward and forcibly pulled Tang San away. If that terrifying fireball hit someone, it wouldn't be a joke; it would really kill! What on earth was wrong with her brother today? His intelligence was usually on point; why did he seem to have become somewhat retarded today? Tang San came back to his senses, retreated silently, and put away the Hidden Weapon in his hand.

If a fight really broke out and the opponent launched another one of those terrifying fireballs here, they would really die.

Regardless, he was only a mortal of flesh and blood and could not withstand it.

However, in Tang San's eyes, Ma Hongjun had already been listed as a threat; once he grew stronger in the future, he would certainly seek justice.

Ma Hongjun gave a disdainful cold snort and left with Zhu Zhuqing.

Moreover, he would not truly harm Tang San, at least not now; that madman Tang Hao was surely watching nearby, and if he really bullied Tang San, the shameless Tang Hao would certainly come out to cause him trouble.

His strength was very high now, but he was still no match for Tang Hao.

If he wanted to run away, Tang Hao could forget about catching him.

"Xiao Wu, why do you keep speaking up for him today?" Tang San asked, feeling jealous inside.

Xiao Wu said, "I'm not wrong, why can't I speak up for him? Besides, Brother, the one acting abnormally is you, right? Someone else's flames are so terrifying, yet you still dared to go up; even a Spirit Saint would be like that, and you, a Great Soul Master, wouldn't even have any scraps left! I helped you, and you still blame me!"

She was also unhappy inside.

Clearly, it was your own brain that had a problem, yet you blame me?

Tang San scratched his head awkwardly and said, "A person like him isn't worth befriending; stay away from him in the future."

"I don't think he's bad; how could someone so handsome be a bad person?" Little stars of admiration twinkled in Xiao Wu's eyes, and she didn't realize at all how much critical damage her words had dealt to Tang San.

Tang San's face darkened and turned black; ignoring Xiao Wu, he ran straight up to see Flender, while Xiao Wu followed behind.

Flender had already climbed to his feet, looking at the red figure in the distance with lingering fear.

He felt very regretful in his heart: "This was originally supposed to be my disciple! It's all my fault for being blind and letting such a good talent go just like that!"

If he had insisted on taking the other party away back then, this scene today would not have happened.

Such powerful flames, such terrifying high temperatures!

If he weren't a Spirit Saint, anyone else would have been dead long ago! "Uncle, are you alright?" Tang San asked.

"I'm fine. You were muddled just now; you shouldn't have gone to stop him. The flames in his hands are truly no joke. If something had happened to you, I wouldn't know how to answer to him," Flender sighed.

"You know my teacher Yu Xiaogang? Who exactly are you?" Tang San asked.

This person before him really was! "My name is Flender, and I am the Principal of Shrek Academy."

"Does he have anything he wants to bring to me?"

Although Flender felt a bit embarrassed, he still said it.

(End of this chapter)