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Chapter 30: A Close-Up Ultimate Move! I'm Not Accepting This!
After Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong agreed, they couldn't wait to deal with Gu An.
Both of them looked very confident.
Moon wasn't in a hurry.
His cloudy old eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Gu An and Leng Yaozhu twice.
I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
This kid is only six years old and a one-ring Soul Master, yet he dares to take the initiative to propose a fight with Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.
The Limit Douluo behind him never showed any sign of worry from beginning to end.
But Moon couldn't figure out exactly what was wrong.
Even if he's incredibly strong, can he win against two opponents, especially one who's 10 levels higher than him?
Besides, others might not know Wang Dong's situation, but surely he does?
He suppressed his doubts, raised his hand, and stopped Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who were about to walk forward.
"Wait a moment."
Mu En's gaze fell on Gu An, his aged voice neither hurried nor slow.
"You want to avenge Xiao Xiao, but you're not planning to take advantage of them when their soul power is almost gone, are you?"
"Since you have this confidence, then wait until their soul power has fully recovered before engaging in a soul battle."
"how."
Gu An looked at Mu En, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
He knew, of course, that Moon was using reverse psychology.
However, he ate it.
It's not that he was impulsive, nor that he was unknowingly provoked.
Rather, he needs more of the world's origin.
Killing Huo Yuhao would be ideal, but if that's not possible...
To truly defeat this chosen one, we must defeat him head-on when he is at his strongest.
If Huo Yuhao loses this battle of souls because his soul power has not recovered, he can easily find an excuse for himself afterwards.
"I lost because my soul power hadn't recovered."
"If I were at my peak, I might not have lost."
Sometimes the power of psychological suggestion is very strong; an excuse can prevent a person's resolve from completely collapsing.
What Gu An wanted was to leave Huo Yuhao with no excuse.
Furthermore, he is equally confident in himself.
"no problem."
Gu An's voice was clear and bright, and his expression was frank and open.
"I am an upright and honest person, and I would never resort to underhanded tactics."
He paused, then a slight smile played on his lips.
"It's not like your Shrek academy."
Moon's eyebrows twitched, and the muscles in his face twitched slightly.
He completely ignored Gu An's mockery of Shrek Academy.
I don't know why this kid has such a strong opinion about Shrek Academy; he always seems to have something sarcastic to say.
Mu En winked at Yan Shaozhe.
Yan Shaozhe was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.
He turned around and waved to Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.
"You two, come back with me to restore your soul power."
"How long will it take you to recover here?"
"We at Shrek Academy cannot waste our guests' time."
Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong exchanged a glance.
Although the two of them wanted nothing more than to rush up and beat Gu An up right now, they had no choice but to obediently walk over since the dean had spoken.
Gu An did not stop him.
He watched Yan Shaozhe leave with Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, then turned around and took out the ten boxes he had just received from Mu En from his storage soul tool.
He opened the boxes one by one, arranged them neatly in a row, and placed them on the ground in front of Xiao Xiao.
The ten ten-thousand-year-old soul bones emitted light of different colors.
Each soul bone exuded the powerful aura of a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, its light flowing and reflecting on Xiao Xiao's face.
Xiao Xiao's eyes widened in surprise.
She looked at the soul bones on the ground, then at Gu An, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly.
"This...this is..."
Gu An reached out and gently patted her head.
"Pick one."
Xiao Xiao's eyes immediately reddened.
Tears streamed down my face, falling onto my chest... I couldn't stop them; I could only see my toes when I looked down.
Perhaps it will get better with some rest.
Xiao Xiao was deeply moved. What kind of trash is Shrek Academy anyway? They're not even as good as her brother Gu An.
Just as Gu An had expected, the Shrek Academy students, upon witnessing this scene, all gritted their teeth, their eyes blazing with fury, and their chests heaving violently.
But they all stood still, and no one dared to move.
Who can blame them for being stronger?
Fan Yu then remembered that Zhou Yi was still lying on the ground.
He walked over quickly, bent down, and picked Zhou Yi up from the ground.
Zhou Yi's body was limp, and there was still blood on the corner of her mouth.
He carried Zhou Yi to Zhuang Yusen, his voice filled with anxiety.
"Mr. Zhuang, please help treat Teacher Zhou."
Zhuang Yusen glanced down at Zhou Yi, frowned, but still raised his hand, and the Tree of Life Martial Soul reappeared, its emerald green light falling on Zhou Yi.
Fan Yu finally remembered Zhou Yi.
If we wait a little longer, she'll get completely cold.
after that.
After Yan Shaozhe and the others left, most of the higher-ups followed Mu En and left, leaving only some mid-level teachers, such as Wang Yan and Mu Jin.
Gu An ignored them.
He turned his head and leaned close to Leng Yaozhu.
Leng Yaozhu took out the largest box from her storage soul tool and opened it.
The dragon pill lay quietly in the box, about the size of a fist, its surface shimmering with a golden-red light.
The light seemed to be alive, flowing slowly across the surface of the bead, and the faint silhouette of a small dragon could be seen swimming inside the bead, its head and tail connected, repeating endlessly.
A warm energy emanated from the dragon pill, and you could feel a slight burning sensation on your skin if you got close.
at the same time.
In a randomly selected office.
Moon, in a wheelchair, was wheeled into the room.
Everyone else was there except for Yan Shaozhe, and there were even a few more faces who hadn't been in the Soul Fighting Zone before.
The two beautiful women, Martial God Douluo Xian Lin'er and Dragon Soul Douluo Cai Mei'er, had their brows slightly furrowed at this moment.
The atmosphere in the room was very heavy, and no one spoke.
Xuanzi is still that eye-catching bag.
He suddenly stood up and slammed his fist on the table.
His expression changed the moment his fist landed on the table.
His lips twitched suddenly, his eyes twitched, and the veins on his forehead that had just subsided bulged out again.
His hands were still on the table, but they had begun to tremble uncontrollably.
The injuries he sustained from the beating haven't fully healed yet.
Now he's putting on an act again, slamming his fist on the table.
The table was perfectly fine, but his fist was throbbing with pain.
He, a titled Douluo, was almost killed by the table.
Xuanzi's face turned bright red, but he gritted his teeth and forced back the cry of pain that was rising in his throat.
He pulled his hand off the table and hid it behind his back, his face so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
"Elder Mu, are we just going to watch them leave?!"
"I'm not reconciled!"
Upon hearing Xuanzi's words, everyone else in the room fell silent.
Who could accept that?
They were attacked at their doorstep, and in front of the entire faculty and students, a teacher was severely injured, forcing the Sea God Pavilion to bow down and pay with ten ten-thousand-year soul bones and dragon pills.
Now they want their students to fight someone else to "vent their anger."
When has Shrek Academy ever suffered such humiliation?
Moon felt somewhat helpless, and he was equally unwilling to give up.
"If we can't deal with that Limit Douluo, we can only try to find a way through the upcoming Soul Battles."
He paused, a cold glint flashing in his cloudy old eyes.
"Find a way to make that brat pay the price."
On the surface, Moon appears to be amiable, with a kind smile always on his lips.
But he used to be a Limit Douluo.
He fought his way up from an ordinary Soul Master to the position of Limit Douluo, and the blood on his hands is countless.
They bullied me to my doorstep, they even trampled my face on the ground.
How could things always be peaceful and harmonious?