In an instant, Ma Hongjun's Face paled under a crushing pressure that felt like a small mountain slamming onto his shoulders.
Under that pressure he had no room to resist.
With a thud, he dropped to his knees in front of everyone.
Every witness stared in disbelief.
"Fatty!"
Dai Mubai and Oscar cried out together.
Tang San's pupils shrank; locking onto Yang Yuan's fathomless double pupils, he finally placed the stranger's identity.
Six years ago Yang Yuan had used the very same technique.
Yet confirming who he was only made Tang San more shaken.
After six years apart, Yang Yuan had grown even stronger.
However you looked at it, Fatty was a twenty-seventh Rank Spirit Grandmaster with a top-grade Evil Fire PhoenixSpirit.
Still, he hadn't lasted a single exchange beneath Yang Yuan's gaze.
Realising that, Tang San's eyes grew wary.
A man like this was best kept as a friend; if not… it was better to strangle the threat in the cradle.
On Canghui Academy's side, Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, equally startled.
He had thought these arrogant children were already freakishly talented, only to find a higher mountain standing behind them.
Judging by bearing and appearance, the newcomer's background was anything but simple.
Yet seeing him clash with the same cocky kids was exactly what Ye Zhiqiu had hoped for.
On the floor, Ma Hongjun knelt, his plump Face scarlet with shame and rage, his glare sharp enough to kill.
But it felt as if a thousand-pound weight pinned him; every attempt to move was agony.
He ground his teeth. "Damn pretty-boy, drop the parlor tricks and fight me fair and square!"
Yang Yuan looked down at him in contempt.
"You?"
"You're not worthy."
His double pupils flashed, releasing another surge of crushing might that crashed onto Ma Hongjun.
Struck by lightning, Fatty's obese frame convulsed, then collapsed—unconscious.
"Fatty!"
Dai Mubai and Oscar shouted again. Tang San knelt, fingers at Ma Hongjun's nose; feeling breath, he relaxed.
"Little San, how is he?" Dai Mubai and Oscar asked urgently.
Tang San shook his head. "He's only unconscious—no real harm."
The two exhaled in relief.
Dai Mubai's Face darkened as he turned to Yang Yuan.
"Friend, that was excessive. Fatty just shot his mouth off; he didn't deserve this."
Yang Yuan cast a lazy glance. "Since you know he's all talk, don't expect me to indulge him."
"What status does he have to deserve my accommodation?"
"You—!"
Dai Mubai had wanted to avoid trouble; an apology would have ended it.
He hadn't expected such a public slap at his dignity.
As Shrek's eldest, strongest, and leader, if he couldn't defend his "brother" now, how could he command respect later?
His heterochromatic eyes flashed dangerously.
"If Fatty isn't worthy, let's see whether I am!"
"You?"
"Hmph."
Yang Yuan studied him, then gave a soft, meaningful laugh.
The silent disdain stung Dai Mubai's pride.
Fury lit a wildfire in his chest; he laughed back in rage.
"Fine! Fine! Fine!"
"Never in all these years have I met someone more arrogant than me!"
"Today I'll see exactly what you're made of. Beating Fatty with tricks doesn't qualify you to strut in front of me!"
Yang Yuan stretched, indifferent.
"All of you, come at once."
"Today I'll graciously teach you how the world works."
He stood relaxed, yet his handsome Face radiated effortless supremacy.
Dai Mubai roared, "You overrate yourself—one of me is enough!"
Before the words faded, Tang San stepped forward, expression grave. "Mubai, don't be rash; do as he says."
Startled, Dai Mubai stared at Tang San's solemn Face.
Though Tang San's Spirit Power Level was far lower, his bizarre techniques were nothing to scoff at.
For Tang San to speak so cautiously—had he seen something?
Even battle-happy, reckless Xiao Wu offered no objection.
A thought flashed through Dai Mubai's mind.
Could the three of them know each other?
That would explain Tang San's strange behaviour.
While Dai Mubai pondered, Tang San addressed Yang Yuan.
"Long time no see, Yang Yuan."
Yang Yuan's lips curved.
"So you finally recognise me?"
"Tang San, six years and you still won't call me boss—how that hurts."
Tang San's Face was heavy. "Never thought we'd meet again like this."
"Neither did I. These are your teammates?"
"Seems they're nothing special."
"You—!" Dai Mubai and Oscar bristled.
Tang San frowned. "Yang Yuan, they're my comrades now."
Yang Yuan chuckled. "Enough talk—if we're fighting, let's take it outside."
"Let me see how much you and Xiao Wu have improved these years."
He glanced toward Xiao Wu.
Meeting his gaze, she clenched her fists and bared her teeth.
"Yang Yuan, today Sister Xiao Wu will wipe out old disgraces!"
"Seeing your boss and not even saying hello? You're asking for a spanking!"
Yang Yuan raised a fist threateningly.
"Boss!"
Memories of Nuoding Academy and Yang Yuan's domination flooded back; Xiao Wu instinctively stepped back and yelped.
The next instant, cheeks scarlet, she caught herself in shame.
Six years had changed her—why still fear him?
The others shot Yang Yuan odd looks that seemed to say, "Look how you've trained the poor girl."
Her reflex delighted Yang Yuan; he laughed heartily.
"Let's go—fight outside."
"I only hope…"
"…you last a little longer this time."
(End of Chapter)
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