Chapter 272: Overlooking the Rivers and Seas, Who Has Seen My Scales and Claws? (I)

Today, many dragons gather in Shrek Academy.

Heroes are everywhere, like flowers blooming on brocade and oil boiling in a raging fire.

Sufficient self-confidence fills the hearts of every student. Even if they have not achieved anything, they are proud to be a part of Shrek Academy and share this glory that does not belong to them.

Therefore, before Ye Qingcang and his party stepped ten steps past the gate of Shrek Academy, several passing Shrek senior students saw the rather ostentatious banner in Sheng Caier's hand and the words on the banner, and immediately became furious.

Especially Ye Qingcang and his group were not wearing school uniforms.

It’s obvious at first glance that he’s not from Shrek Academy.

"Who are you? How dare you insult our Shrek Academy like this?"

One of them had a wild appearance, bulging muscles, and was burly. He looked like a young attack-type beast soul master. Without saying anything, he took two quick steps, raised his hand, and grabbed Ye Qingcang.

A gust of evil wind blew in my face.

In the process of charging forward, the martial soul has already been activated.

The palm also turned into a beast claw at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three soul rings emerged from under his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

However, it was just the moment when the third soul ring appeared!
collapse!
collapse! !

collapse! ! !
gaba! ! !

Three consecutive sounds of bowstrings being pulled to their full length and arrows being shot out were heard. No one could see what happened at that moment. All they knew was that at the last sudden sound of bones breaking, the figure rushing forward completed the transformation from extreme speed to extreme silence. He knelt on the ground with both knees, subconsciously raised his left hand, covered his arm that was twisted and turned outward at the wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints, and let out a terrifying scream: "Ah!"

There was a sudden silence in front of the gate of Shrek Academy.

"I'm in a bad mood." Ye Qingcang adjusted his cuffs slowly, without even looking at the unlucky unknown guy, and walked past the crying Shrek student with a steady pace. The clean and tidy tactical boots were only one centimeter away from the corner of the clothes of the Shrek student who fell to the ground, rolled back and forth like a dead fish, but it seemed like a deep chasm, clearly placed in front of everyone: "It's a pity that you not only don't have eyes, but also your brain is left at home..."

“You are so overbearing, so cruel, and so arrogant…” One of the other three male students who were traveling with the unlucky guy who fell to the ground with a broken arm, a tall and handsome boy, summoned his martial spirit and shouted angrily: “Are you bullying us Shrek because we have no one?”

"interesting."

“It’s really interesting.”

"He is clearly the perpetrator, but he pretends to be a victim."

"You said I was bullying you because you have no one in Shrek Academy?"

“Isn’t it that some people from your Shrek Academy are bullying me because I am powerless?”

Ye Qingcang raised his almost perfect hands.

He clapped softly, with a hint of praise in his tone.

The black eyes are too deep.

Even if nothing is said, one can still feel an inexplicable fear, like looking directly into a black hole, vaguely feeling like being swallowed, or like peering into the deep sea and being wrapped in the unknown.

The rhythm between walking is still not broken.

Step by step.

Until he passed by these three Shrek students.

The three Shrek students who had completed the possession of their martial spirits collapsed all of a sudden, sweating profusely, and their school uniforms were soaked in an instant. It seemed that their deliberately designed hairstyles also drooped down under the sweat, sticking to their foreheads in a mess. They looked at the bricks and dust on the ground. They were clearly within reach, but their vision was already blurred. They were breathing heavily, as if they had just experienced a battle, and their exhaustion was beyond words.

However, beneath this look of exhaustion was an lingering fear. His pupils were trembling and had shrunk to the size of an ordinary pen without him noticing, but were now recovering in size with his rapid breathing.

Sheng Caier followed Ye Qingcang closely.

The shadow under my feet suddenly became longer.

The shadow condensed into a whip, wrapping around the unlucky guy whose arm was twisted and who was rolling around, affecting road safety, and then swung him away with one hand.

Then, return to the shadow of Sheng Caier.

In daylight, it's just ordinary.

He passed the other three unlucky guys who were kneeling on the ground. Just like Jiang Nannan.

Follow Ye Qingcang's footsteps.

Further back came Hu Liena and others.

He followed Ye Qingcang's example and walked past these unlucky guys without looking around. The shadows he cast were particularly glaring at this moment.

However, it was also because of this that among the many Shrek students who stopped unconsciously, some remembered Jiang Nannan, remembered Ye Qingcang, and recalled the shadows of the first half of the semester.

So much so that everyone was shocked and started to talk.

Passersby who were not aware of the situation also asked questions.

Although they are passers-by, they are just passers-by compared to these Shrek students. At this moment, Shrek is already the core of the storm. People coming and going all have one or more levels of identities that can be put on the table. They may be students from a high-level soul master academy, or disciples from a hidden sect. Most of them are like this.

Even family disgrace should not be made public.

Many Shrek students are reluctant to speak.

But there is no wall that is impenetrable.

Under the temptation of interests, Ye Qingcang's identity was soon dug out, as well as Jiang Nannan's identity and the grudge between him and Xu Sanshi, which then expanded to the point where Ye Qingcang overthrew the Shrek Inner Court single-handedly and even overpowered Old Xuan.

Suddenly, the storm intensified.

It was like boiling oil poured into a steel basin.

With a sizzling sound, the hot oil splashed out.

There were many sharp-minded people who scattered.

Looking around, tipping off has become a trend.

However, what ran faster than those who communicated the news was influence. Except for a few fools, most of the Shrek students retreated far away after a little thought, for fear of being splashed with blood. Although Ye Qingcang had never seen blood since entering Shrek Academy, and at most he broke the limbs of those who blocked his way, everyone knew that with the oppression that Xu Sanshi and the royal family of the Douling Empire had put on Jiang Nannan for more than half a month, Ye Qingcang must have come to kill people, and he must have come with anger, and it would be impossible for him to have a good start and end with Xu Sanshi.

Maybe even the royal family of the Douling Empire will be implicated.

Coveting the companion of a divine examiner.

It should be said that this is indeed a suicidal act.

Therefore, at this juncture when Ye Qingcang is so angry that he has opened the map cannon, unless someone is really capable and can stop Ye Qingcang, it is better not to rush forward and die. This time is different from the last time. Last time was for training, and this time is for killing.

Just like how Ye Qingcang dealt with Xu Sanshi.

Last time it was a warning and a declaration of sovereignty.

That's why I tolerated it for Jiang Nannan's sake.

Give face to the outer courtyard.

Give face to the inner courtyard.

Give face to the many elders of Poseidon Pavilion.

“This time… is it possible that a Titled Douluo will die?” Looking at the backs of Ye Qingcang and his group, a fifth-year external courtyard student touched the goose bumps on his arm, smacked his lips slightly, lowered his voice, and whispered to his girlfriend beside him: “I remember that the Tianyang Douluo of the Douluo Empire seemed to be unable to beat Dean Yan… So, Dean Yan couldn’t beat Elder Xuan, and Elder Xuan couldn’t beat this one… If the Douluo Empire really wants to protect that bastard Xu Sanshi, I guess there will be deaths!”

"It depends on whether the Douling Empire is willing to have a conflict with this person." The girl, who was also looking at the backs of Ye Qingcang and his group, sighed. After sighing, her curiosity suddenly surged. She looked at her boyfriend beside her and wondered, "Speaking of which, how did Xu Sanshi become a bastard again... The previous statement was at most that he was just bold and reckless, right?"

"He caused you and me to be called trash, and he caused other people to be called trash. Isn't that enough of a bastard?" The young man sneered, "Who dares to deny that he is trash in front of this guy... Besides, Xu Sanshi's martial soul is the Mysterious Nether Turtle, and his father's martial soul is also the Mysterious Nether Turtle. Isn't he a bastard physically?"

The girl sorted out the corresponding logic.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

indeed.

From the perspective of martial spirit, Xu Sanshi's family are all bastards.

At least all of it on the paternal side.

(End of this chapter)