Chapter 20: Xiao Wu: Third Brother Is Really Off-Putting

Not just Chao Tianxiang.

Even Ye Feng, seeing this scene, was somewhat stunned.

After all, according to his memory, the people of Shrek Academy are the most protective of their own.

He beat Tang San into this state, yet Zhao Wuji didn't take action, and the others actually all stood by with folded arms...

Ye Feng subconsciously looked toward the few people on Shrek Academy's side, and immediately understood.

It seems the Entries he gifted them have, at this moment, seemingly all taken effect.

……

"Sigh..."

Seeing Tang San beaten this miserably, Zhao Wuji let out a deep sigh.

He guessed Tang San couldn't beat Ye Feng, but he didn't expect Tang San would lose this miserably.

Although according to Shrek's customary practice, no matter who the opponent is, as long as they hit his Shrek people, he would make them pay the price...

Only, this time, Zhao Wuji did not make a move.

On one hand, Zhao Wuji was wary of a possible powerhouse behind the opponent.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji only felt exceptionally tired today, inexplicably a bit sleepy, and also a bit weary.

Right now he only wanted to end things quickly, then go home and have a good sleep, not the slightest desire to take action, not even the thought of going to help Tang San up...

After all, Tang San isn't a child anymore; if he falls he should climb up himself, shouldn't need someone else to help him up.

Not just Zhao Wuji; even Xiao Wu, who has the closest relationship with Tang San, seeing this, had no major reaction.

Because of the Talent's effect, Xiao Wu's eyes right now only have Ye Feng, only Ye Feng's incomparably powerful and towering figure.

As for Tang San...

Since he's fallen, then just get up.

What's this guy doing lying on the ground, still planning to extort someone?

Could it be he still expects someone to come over and help him up?

He's a 29th-level Great Soul Master after all, such a big person, still needs someone to help him up — what's the difference from trash?

Inexplicably, Xiao Wu only feels the current Tang San is very detestable.

Without comparison there is no hurt.

Compared to Ye Feng, Tang San right now is not only childish, but also very off-putting, leaving one speechless.

……

The others also each have their own thoughts.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, right now their gazes are all fixed on Ye Feng unable to look away, conquered by Ye Feng's dominance and charm.

And Dai Mubai...

Dai Mubai's anger is very high right now, his gaze from time to time glancing toward the protruding parts in front of and behind Zhu Zhuqing, all sorts of fantasy content floating in his mind, hating that he can't press Zhu Zhuqing on the ground and stir-fry her right now.

But he also knows it's impossible to capture Zhu Zhuqing right now, so he only wants to end things quickly, go back and battle those two twins for seven days and seven nights!

……

As for Oscar, right now his heart is also somewhat inexplicably restless; 【Bad Habit】 makes him especially fond of certain things; taking advantage of no one seeing him, he directly reached a hand into his pants pocket... his gaze falling on the small feet of Ning Rongrong beside him wrapped in white silk...

……

The last one, Ma Hongjun, his Entry 【Rice Bucket】 merely makes him feel very hungry.

Plus the others all didn't go help Tang San, Ma Hongjun also didn't dare move recklessly.

This time.

It's Tang San's turn to be somewhat embarrassed.

He lies on the ground, covering his face; getting up isn't right, not getting up isn't right.

Although beaten very painfully, his brain wasn't injured.

He's just waiting for his companions to show concern, help him up, give him a way out.

After all, if he directly admits defeat, it would inevitably be a bit too face-losing.

Losing face is secondary; if it lowers his status in Xiao Wu's heart, that would make him very upset.

Of course, if Tang San looked up right now and saw Xiao Wu's gaze completely attracted by Ye Feng, he would absolutely be anxious enough to jump up...

……

"This young friend has such strong strength; we admit defeat. May I ask which sect this young friend comes from?" At this moment, Chao Tianxiang suddenly spoke, revealing a kindly smile toward Ye Feng.

She isn't a fool either; seeing the talent Ye Feng displayed, she guessed the opponent absolutely comes from a very powerful force, or is some genius newly risen from a super hidden sect.

Otherwise, even if the opponent truly can absorb spirit rings across levels, a general force absolutely couldn't pull the opponent's spirit ring configuration to this degree.

Just that one Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring — without a Soul Saint taking action, the opponent absolutely couldn't obtain it.

Don't look at the opponent being just one person; actually, there's a high chance a Soul Saint or even higher-level powerhouse is secretly protecting them.

So she also chose to honor the bet and lose gracefully, and even more wants to get on good terms with the opponent; later if there's a chance, she still wants her granddaughter to have more contact with the opponent.

"I come from the Xingchen Sect; if there's no objection, I'll take this Phoenix Tail Chicken Crest Snake away."

Ye Feng casually made up a sect, then picked up the "ingredient" on the ground intending to go back and make a delicious meal.

"Wait."

Just then, Zhao Wuji suddenly spoke, stopping Ye Feng.

"Oh, what other matter? You wouldn't be unable to accept losing, wanting to rob by force, would you?"

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow, unafraid, meeting Zhao Wuji's gaze directly.

Looking like he has nothing to fear.

"Hehe, young friend misunderstands."

Zhao Wuji gave an awkward smile, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "Young friend, you're already an expert Soul Elder at such a young age. I'm being impertinent to ask, but this Phoenix Tail Chicken Crest Snake's Spirit Ring is useless to you—why not sell it to us?"

"Oh, how is it useless? This Phoenix Tail Chicken Crest Snake is top-grade ingredient. Whether roasted snake or snake soup, it's Immortal-grade ingredient. How could it be useless?"

Ye Feng spoke indifferently.

"I see. Young friend only wants the snake's corpse—may we kill it for you and buy its Spirit Ring?" Zhao Wuji, hearing this, was instantly overjoyed.

"Oh, that's fine."

Ye Feng nodded and did not refuse, for this was within his expectations.

"Young friend, we also want this Phoenix Tail Chicken Crest Snake, and our price will definitely be higher than theirs!" At this moment, Snake Grandma also hurriedly spoke up.

"Sister Chao, what do you mean! This Young Friend Ye has agreed to sell to us!" Zhao Wuji, hearing this, became anxious on the spot, his tone somewhat heated.

"Hehe, this young friend only agreed to the sale, not that he'd sell to you. And you haven't even settled on a price. How do you know he agreed to sell to you?"

Chao Tianxiang still had a kind face, but her words gave no ground.

After all, if comparing strength, she considered herself no match for that old thing, Immortal Ming King.

But if comparing wealth, she was naturally not at all inferior.

"Since both of you want it, naturally it goes to the highest bidder."

Ye Feng was too lazy to watch them argue, and instead planned to auction it directly.

After all, he would soon be going to the human world, so earning some Gold Soul Coins was still necessary.

(Chapter End)