"This..."
Hearing Qi Lin's words, a look of hesitation flashed across Flander's face.
Don't misunderstand, he wasn't worried about Qi Lin now, but rather about his direct disciple, Ma Hongjun.
Regarding geniuses...
No, regarding a true monster, you can never treat them with common sense.
He knew too little about Qi Lin, even though he knew Qi Lin was just an Auxiliary Soul Master.
But when he saw the confidence and composure revealed in Qi Lin's tone, he no longer regarded Qi Lin as an ordinary Auxiliary Soul Master.
Of course, besides his subjective speculation, there was another reason.
That was, after Qi Lin actively agreed, Xiao Wu, who had been very concerned about him before, didn't show the slightest panic on her face.
Clearly, Xiao Wu also had absolute confidence in Qi Lin's strength!
Unfortunately, before Flander could continue speaking, Ma Hongjun had already spoken impatiently.
"Haha, you said it yourself! If you cry after being beaten by me later, don't blame me for hitting too hard."
Ma Hongjun seemed afraid that Qi Lin would go back on his word, or perhaps worried about Flander interfering, so he appeared very eager.
And this scene, falling into Flander's eyes, resulted in a sigh of disappointment.
Fine, it's time the Fatty suffered a bit!
Hopefully, this time will teach him a lesson!
"Alright, since Qi Lin has agreed, then Fatty, you'll have a Soul Battle with him."
"Remember, stop when you've made your point!"
Flander's expression was complex; this sentence applied not only to Ma Hongjun but also to Qi Lin.
However, his action was like talking to a brick wall; Ma Hongjun completely ignored him.
He was seen rubbing his fists, his face full of fighting spirit.
"Don't worry, Dean, I'll give Teacher Qi some face and won't make him too embarrassed!"
Flander sighed deeply, raising a hand to pat his forehead.
The Fatty is beyond saving!
Seeing this, the others also had different thoughts.
The other teachers of Shrek were mostly watching the show.
Such shrewd people as they were, their thoughts were largely similar to Flander's.
However, they didn't think too highly of Qi Lin either.
After all, no matter how many hidden cards he had, he was still just an Auxiliary Soul Master in the end.
Dai Mubai, on the other hand, was watching quietly with a wicked smile, as if he had already foreseen Qi Lin's defeat.
Oscar slightly furrowed his brow, vaguely feeling that something wasn't right.
Zhu Zhuqing nudged Xiao Wu's shoulder, only to find that Xiao Wu was looking at Ma Hongjun with a gloating expression, her face completely devoid of any worry.
Meanwhile, Qi Lin and Ma Hongjun had walked to the middle of the training ground and were confronting each other.
Looking at the tall, handsome, clean, and refreshing-looking Qi Lin in front of him, and then comparing him to his own short and fat appearance, a hint of jealousy couldn't help but rise in Ma Hongjun's heart.
"Pretty boy, who told you to be so handsome? See how I, your grandpa, will deal with you!"
Ma Hongjun muttered softly, then let out a low roar: "Phoenix, Possess!"
Hearing the word 'Phoenix', Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who were unaware of the truth, simultaneously narrowed their eyes.
After all, the Phoenix martial soul is one of the top existences among beast martial souls.
They didn't expect this little Fatty to have awakened this top-tier martial soul; he really was a hidden talent!
The next second, when the two saw Ma Hongjun after his martial soul possession, his hair grew long forming a mohawk, and his hands turned into chicken feet, they immediately showed an expression of suppressed laughter.
This is called the Phoenix martial soul?
Is he here to be funny?
On the other side, Qi Lin looked at Ma Hongjun, who had already possessed his martial soul, but didn't even release his own martial soul.
This little Fatty, is he even worthy of him releasing his martial soul?
Qi Lin beckoned to him with his finger, although there was no expression of contempt on his face.
However, his attitude and gesture made Ma Hongjun unable to tolerate it for even a moment.
"Damn it, I've lived this long and never seen anyone so arrogant!"
Even the others agreed.
How could Qi Lin, an auxiliary, dare to be so arrogant in front of Ma Hongjun!
"See how I, your grandpa, will teach you a lesson!"
"Phoenix Fire Line!"
Ma Hongjun let out a low roar, and his first soul ring suddenly lit up.
The next second, he opened his mouth wide, and a stream of purplish-red flames immediately shot towards Qi Lin.
But the moment he made his move, Qi Lin's figure suddenly disappeared from his original spot like an afterimage.
The purplish-red flames instantly missed, leaving a black scorch line on the ground.
Ma Hongjun reacted immediately, his pupils suddenly constricting.
In his line of sight, he could barely catch Qi Lin's afterimage.
By the time he reacted, Qi Lin had already arrived in front of him, and then punched him directly in the face.
Bang!
The next second, Ma Hongjun immediately let out a miserable scream of "Ah".
Then his body was sent flying several meters like a ball by Qi Lin's punch, leaving a long mark on the ground.
"This speed, this strength, is Qi Lin sure he's not an attack-type Soul Grandmaster?"
Everyone was shocked, and no one seemed to care about Ma Hongjun's current state.
On the other side, Ma Hongjun climbed up from the ground, his head still buzzing.
But when he finally regained consciousness, he saw Qi Lin's smiling expression in his eyes.
Ma Hongjun's heart skipped a beat, and his cheeks immediately puffed out, preparing to spit out another Phoenix Fire Line.
But before he could release his soul skill, the smiling Qi Lin had already grabbed his mohawk with one hand and fiercely swung the other hand out.
With this slap, the air even produced a sonic boom.
Ma Hongjun's cheek instantly became congested and swelled up at a visible speed.
"Is that it?"
"Is that it?"
"Are you even worthy of being called a monster?"
As he spoke, he was wildly swinging his hands left and right, his palms blurring into afterimages.
And Ma Hongjun's face was completely swollen into a pig's head.
His originally lewd face was now completely disfigured, his eyes squeezed into narrow slits, barely revealing his already dizzy and confused gaze.
"Little Fatty, looking for trouble requires sufficient strength to back it up!"
Qi Lin stopped his hands, shook his arms, and said lightly.
Then he lifted Ma Hongjun by his mohawk and threw him into the air, exerted force with his legs, leaped above him, and stomped on his chest.
Boom!
The next second, Ma Hongjun's fat body embedded into the ground with a boom like a cannonball.
Below him, spiderweb-like cracks immediately spread out.
At this moment, Qi Lin landed from mid-air, and under Ma Hongjun's horrified gaze, he stepped less than ten centimeters away from his head.
In an instant, the ground was cracked by Qi Lin's foot, shattered stones flew, brushing past Ma Hongjun's cheek, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to breathe, and a warm stream suddenly flowed from his lower body.
This terrifying scene had already stunned everyone present, except Xiao Wu, into a daze.
Everyone looked at Qi Lin as if they were looking at a monster, waiting for his explanation.
How the heck can this be an Auxiliary Soul Master?
Are you kidding me?