When Chen Xiaoming walked into the village, all he could see were wooden buildings. The buildings were simple and plain and looked to be old.

After walking not far, they came to an open space, which was about square meters in size and was located right in the center of Shrek Academy.

There were other wooden buildings around. Chen Xiaoming looked around and lost interest.

Follow Dai Mubai into the depths of the academy.

Not long after walking, I came to an attic. The attic was obviously better than the previous wooden building, but it was still a bit crude.

Knowing that he had reached his destination, Chen Xiaoming glanced at Dai Mubai who stopped in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips.

"We're here. The dean is up there. You can go there by yourself."

He turned around and said something to Chen Xiaoming, looked at him again, without thinking much, turned around and left.

But his intuition told him that the person in front of him seemed to have bad intentions.

"Well, thank you, Dai Mubai, the evil-eyed white tiger."

Nodding, Chen Xiaoming chuckled and called out Dai Mubai's name.

Dai Mubai's expression changed. It seemed that he had never told him his name. As soon as he stepped down, his figure was already retreating to the side.

Dai Mubai, who had just landed on guard, looked at him again, but was instantly stunned.

At this moment, Chen Xiaoming's feet were extremely gorgeous and sparkling, and a majestic wave of soul power spread out. The air around him seemed to be squeezed, making Dai Mubai unable to breathe.

The pupils of his eyes were dilated, staring in horror at the slowly rising soul ring at Chen Xiaoming's feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

Two yellow, two purple, and three black, a total of seven soul rings flashed, rhythmically moving around Chen Xiaoming's body from bottom to top.

Soul Saint Seven Rings Soul Saint

Dai Mubai couldn't believe it in his eyes. The man in front of him, who looked to be only about twenty years old, was actually a powerful soul saint in his seventies.

"Huh, huh."

Two figures jumped out of the pavilion in an instant. One of them had an ordinary appearance, but he looked extremely strong. His broad shoulders were like city walls, and his coat could not cover up his strong muscles that were made of steel, exuding a strong oppression.

Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji

Chen Xiaoming recognized the latter's soul power and body shape, his eyes shone brightly, and then he looked at another figure.

He looks about fifty years old, with a hooked nose, a protruding chin, and a flat face. He wears a pair of black-rimmed crystal glasses, and his eyes are shining.

Flanders the Four-Eyed Owl

"Dean, Teacher Zhao, this person said he came to see you."

Dai Mubai, who stepped aside, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Flanders and others arriving, and stepped forward slightly.

"Yeah, they're looking for us."

Flanders's eyes flashed, and he looked at each other. They were here anonymously. Not many people knew about them. He didn't recognize the people in front of him.

Zhao Wuji also shook his head in confusion, and for a moment, the two of them couldn't help but become a little more solemn.

"Don't get me wrong, you two. I'm not here to seek revenge. I just heard that Shrek Academy is quiet and elegant and a good place to retire, so I wanted to come here to ask for a job."

He glanced at the surroundings casually, smiled softly at Dai Mubai, and when he realized that Tang San and others were not found, Chen Xiaoming couldn't help but change his mind.

There is a system and you can upgrade anywhere. Why not wait and see here and meet the people you once wanted to see before leaving.

After Chen Xiaoming finished speaking, Flanders and Zhao Wuji were both stunned.

Pension

He glanced at Chen Xiaoming's face in disbelief, but he was only in his twenties. He could tell such lame reasons.

"It seems you two don't believe it."

Chen Xiaoming himself didn't believe the reason he made up, and naturally he didn't think Flanders and others would believe it either.

But it doesn't matter. In this world, sometimes it's better to speak with strength.

"Come on, I've long heard about the fame of Fudo King Zhao Wuji and Four-Eyed Cat Eagle Flanders. It's rare to see them today. Since the two of them don't believe it, let's do it once and let's talk about it later."

The voice containing soul power floated in Shrek Academy, and Chen Xiaoming calmly made a gesture of invitation to Zhao Wuji and Flender.

The seven soul rings under his feet were flashing, and their soul power was condensed, waiting for action.

Two yellows, two purples, and three blacks, this perfect configuration of soul rings made Flanders and Zhao Wuji feel a sudden change in their hearts.

At a young age, with a Soul Saint cultivation level, he still has a perfect soul ring configuration.

"Which sect is this peerless genius?"

He secretly admired in his heart, and looked at Zhao Wuji, but he sent a message to Zhao Wuji to hold back.

If such a peerless genius was really cultivated by any sect, once he hurt the opponent somewhere, Shrek would be doomed.

"Since your Excellency is like this, we should accompany you."

Flanders was very clear in his mind that he and Zhao Wuji were not someone he and Zhao Wuji could afford to offend.

"That's good, then I'm welcome."

No matter what Zhao Wuji and others thought, the purpose of Chen Xiaoming's coming here was to have a fight. Otherwise, Chen Xiaoming would feel a little panicked if he would not use all his strength.

"The first soul skill, whipping"

On his right hand, the Aoki Tree Martial Spirit emerged, and emerald-green branches quickly sprang out from the Martial Spirit, heading straight for Zhao Wuji and Flender.

"Old Zhao, come on."

Flanders shouted loudly, and the two of them cooperated tacitly. Flanders was possessed by his martial spirit, and his wings vibrated behind him, and he flew into the sky.

"drink."

Zhao Wuji's face condensed slightly, he roared, and his body suddenly expanded. The already terrifying muscles in his body almost doubled in size, and even his height increased by one meter in an instant. His whole body was covered with a thick layer of brown hair.

Seven dazzling spirit rings rose at the same time, two yellow, two purple, and three black, seven terrifying spirit rings attached to him.

A cold light shone in his eyes, he clenched his fists tightly, and among the seven soul rings on his body, the first yellow soul ring lit up instantly.

"The first soul skill, do not move the body of King Ming."

Intense golden light enveloped Zhao Wuji, his thick fists slowly opened, and the soul power condensed on them. His eyes condensed, and the second yellow soul ring under his feet lit up again.

"Second Soul Skill, Vigorous Vajra Palm."

Under the injection of the soul ring, the palm of his hand instantly turned golden, doubled in size, and shot directly towards the attacking branch.

Facing a powerful soul saint of the same level, Zhao Wuji did not dare to be careless and immediately used his first and second soul skills.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack"

There was a series of explosions, and the dancing fragile branches were smashed to pieces by Zhao Wuji's powerful Vajra Palm. The golden light shone brightly. Zhao Wuji rushed out from the attack of branches and slapped Chen Xiaoming with one palm.

Looking calmly at the attacking Zhao Wuji, the fighting spirit in Chen Xiaoming's eyes was also stimulated and burned.

"As expected of Fudo Myoto, you are well here."

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